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    [justify]Who was this about? Saturn. Why? Because he didn't like trouble being caused in other clans, especially his own, nor did he like disrespect to his clanmates. Entering with a npc leading, the sha would stand at the entrance to the office of the higher up, which was basically the office to Oprah, and to Nivata. He didn't currently know of Nivata's possession, but oh well, disrespect was what mattered here. Matthew from Blizzardclan, requesting deputy and up! the sha would call out, knocking on the door and watching it become singed. Great, his power was acting up through anger. Oh well, as long as he didn't physically touch anyways, he was sure all would be safe.[/justify]

    [align=center][font=copperplate gothic]S△TURNINEMERCEN△RY LEON K△MIK△ZE
    [size=7pt]battles dominated: 2 ▲ captures made: 0 ▲ information acquired: 0
    [font=times new roman][size=9pt][color=#91a88b][color=white]△     // track XD


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    Saturninemercenary ▲ 14 Moons ▲ Male ▲ Darkclan ▲ NPC x NPC ▲ Jaguar


    Powers
    Super Strength


    Bodies
    Jaguar


    Battle
    Brass Knuckles ▲ Mentally - Literally Nothing ▲ Physically Hard ▲ Ask to Capture + Maim + Torture ▲ No Kill ▲ Attack in [color=brown]Brown

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;](oh no saturnine did a thing again XD)


    Oprah peered out of her room where, amusingly, she was listening to Soundcheck. "Yes?" she inquired, tilting her head and gazing at the BlizzardClanner with sharp brown eyes. Hmm, they were neutrals, yes? And by Matthew's tone he didn't sound too happy, which meant it was something bad, probably. And Oprah would find out what in a second.[/fancypost]

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    [justify]May I come in? I wish to speak in private, perhaps with Nivata too if she is here the male would respond to the agent, his yellow glowing gaze blinking as his voice came out flat. He probably would have been a bit friendlier had it not been for the situation, but since this was the situation that would have to wait for another time.[/justify]

    [align=center][font=copperplate gothic]S△TURNINEMERCEN△RY LEON K△MIK△ZE
    [size=7pt]battles dominated: 2 ▲ captures made: 0 ▲ information acquired: 0
    [font=times new roman][size=9pt][color=#91a88b][color=white]△     // sorry not sorry XD


    [align=center][spoiler=tags][size=8][font=copperplate gothic][color=#f7f9eb]Basic
    Saturninemercenary ▲ 14 Moons ▲ Male ▲ Darkclan ▲ NPC x NPC ▲ Jaguar


    Powers
    Super Strength


    Bodies
    Jaguar


    Battle
    Brass Knuckles ▲ Mentally - Literally Nothing ▲ Physically Hard ▲ Ask to Capture + Maim + Torture ▲ No Kill ▲ Attack in [color=brown]Brown

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]She nodded. "Of course. Come right in, and shut the door behind you please. Nivata should be here soon, if not shortly." She tried not to make her voice unsure at that last part as she motioned with a paw for Matthew to enter. She cleared away her MP3 player and conjured up juice boxes for her and her guest. The Colonel hoped Nivata wasn't busy with anything.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt]Anything, being sleeping or planning an attack, since as her 'humanity' was being chipped away bit by bit, sitting around was making her restless. Yet here was not a darkclanner with an idea, or an ally, but a neutral- a usually friendly neutral, but a neutral nonetheless which grasped her attention. How wonderful, a target approaching her like a mouse walking up to a lion. But then he began to speak, and eyes wide with excitement narrowed slightly as he continued; he called her out, but in an apparently diplomatic manner. "I'm here," she simply answered, her tone short and swift as she wondered what he had to say.[/fancypost]

    [justify]for some reason i knew oprah would offer mattie a juice box xD


    Nodding as he walked into the office, he would turn to see Nivata enter after. Alright, perhaps she would close the door. Anyways, a member of yours recently came to our clan in seek of help, Saturn something, but when he vaguely described why he needed a medic's help, as well as began to yell at them for not helping how he wanted, that was when we, or rather, i, felt the need to report this issue with you the sha would voice, his yellow gaze blinking.[/justify]

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]/ hmm trackpost

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;](two reasons for that:
    you've either been stalking her
    or watching odd squad XD)


    "Saturnine. It was Agent Saturnine." she growled. She knew that bastard would be causing trouble. "I haven't seen him hurt or in pain as of recently...but he did have our medics try and treat his friend. So if anything, I'm betting he was getting help for his ShadowClan friend, "Impy" so he calls him. Probably because he thinks our medics aren't good enough." She gave a snort, before glancing to Nivata briefly and giving her a nod before turning back to Matthew. "Did Tama take action at all?"[/fancypost]

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    [justify][font=times new roman]//or both
    whoops


    He left before much had been done in response to his actions, however he was quite rude to both of our medics, and it almost seemed he had came for the intentions of rather than finding help for this impy character you've brought up, just to cause a bit of trouble Mattie would respond with a nod to the canine, sipping from the juice box he had been given, although the fact he had taken it hadn't been clarified in the last post from his roleplayer.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]Hmm. She made an unsure face. As much as she wanted to talk to Saturnine, she knew he would be acting up and being rude to her too--and Nivata, if she spoke to him, wouldn't be better off either. Eyeing the juice box which he took, she gave a nod--since she had indeed conjured up two juice boxes, one for her and one for him--and barked, "Well, if Nivata is okay with it, I'll have a...word with him. Not that it'll help much." Her tone was a bit disappointed.


    But then again, this was one step closer to confirming her suspicions about her Clanmate. A tiny step, sure, but still a step. Of course, there were a million questions swirling in her head about Saturnine, but she had those stored for a later date.


    "I'll stop by with gifts and a little chat with Tama...just to say sorry, because Saturnine sure as hell won't be doing it himself." Her claws dug deeper into the ground, and she stifled a growl.[/fancypost]

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    [justify]If you don't mind me asking, why wouldn't it help much to speak to him? You are superior to his rank after all, correct? the sha would respond in question. Or was Saturn a deputy too, and didn't have to listen to Oprah? But then, he still would have to listen to Nivata right? She was the leader here, and leader's word was law if he did believe so, or maybe things were different here in that case.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 440px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt]She chuckled, a thin stream of smoke rising from the corners of her maw as she thought. The leader had been silent until now, withholding her pent-up excitement, but spoke in an unconcerned tone. His complaints didn't really bother her- they were so small and foolish, but it did give her an.. excuse. "I'm afraid that he has no interest in ranks, and despises his leader, yet oddly enough has some sort of patriotism towards Darkclan. But I'd be happy to talk to him myself. It's been going on for too long." [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -17px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: COLOR; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black; margin-top: -15px;]♛agent oprah[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; color: violet; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]female -- seven years -- darkclan colonel[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: COLOR; line-height: 100%; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;]She refrained from snorting when Nivata said he had no interest in ranks. Maybe she was right, maybe she wasn't, but Oprah thought she was wrong. "Like Nivata said, she will talk to him then. Again, my apologies for this." she barked, keeping her gaze on the BlizzardClanner and giving a nod. Yes, she was superior than him--and she wanted it to stay that way.[/color][/fancypost]

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