I'M A WORKAHOLIC — OPEN; JUNO REQUESTED

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Ramesses was still rather new to the Vocatus, but he had grown comfortable pretty quickly. He was beginning to feel restless, though, so much so that it felt like an itch under his skin, one he simply couldn't shake no matter what he tried. Juno's recent meeting had given him a bit of hope, since she had mentioned some upcoming raids, but even that wasn't enough to sate the panther's discontent.


    How could he fix it?


    A thought soon occurred to him, a resolution which he became attached to almost immediately. Perhaps he could lead one of the raids. It might offer him a bit more of a relief than simply following the lead of another, what with how poor a listener the ebony creature could be. He much preferred doing things himself, rather than trailing after someone else like a mesmerized puppy.


    "Juno!" Ramesses called, a bit vaguely, truth be told, since he hadn't the faintest idea where the feline was. He simply hoped that she would hear him. "You mentioned that we could expect some raids soon. D'ya think I can lead one?"


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    Juno



    Juno actually wasn't too far off, and padded over when she heard her name called. She nodded at Ramesses and said, "Oh yeah. I've got a few in mind to lead some raids, and you'll definitely lead at least one of them," as she grinned.


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    [size=7pt]And all these sorrows I have seen
    They lead me to believe
    That everything’s a mess


    But I wanna dream, I wanna dream
    Leave me to dream
    {Dream by Imagine Dragons}[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]At Juno's confirmation, a nasty — though undoubtedly pleased — grin pulled at Ramesses' lips, matching that of his leader. "Perfect," the wildcat meowed, satisfied with the response which he had received. "Thanks. D'ya know who we're aiming for?"


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    Juno



    She shrugged. "Not yet, but we'll know soon," she mewed.


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    [size=7pt]And all these sorrows I have seen
    They lead me to believe
    That everything’s a mess


    But I wanna dream, I wanna dream
    Leave me to dream
    {Dream by Imagine Dragons}[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Paramedictones padded over, small ears perked. There had, believe it or not, been a time when she was a compassionate child who could never find appeal in fighting. She was bound to her allegiance and would protect it with her life, but begrudgingly. How the eight or so moons since then had made all the difference. She lost her youthful overabundance of optimism. Para was still compassionate, but to a degree, not dumbly and blindly so. Allegiance was flimsy in her eyes. Leaders, especially now, were constantly changing. She had to stand for herself, not for a set of ever-shifting morals and rules that may not have what she believed was best in heart. Sticking to what and who she cared for seemed like a better option, and she'd fight for them without hesitation. Fighting and death and fighting and death, it was all sort of a blur. Paramedictones-- anyone, actually-- was practically immortal. Some people stayed dead, but not the majority. Reincarnation reincarnation reincarnation. Receiving pain and dealing out pain weren't pleasant, but not the end of the world. Something to do.


    The Captain listened in on the exchange. She'd find her way into any raids that went on, given the Vocatus's lack of masses, and it wasn't like she was complaining.


    [size=7pt][abbr=she/her, 16 moons, captain (hp) of the Vocatus, shapeshifting and all free powers, primary body is bengal tiger]★[/abbr] [color=#FF6325]paramedictones[abbr=attack in orange, medium physically/mentally, ask for capture/kill/serious injury] ★[/abbr]