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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Well, he was returning to this place. This had to be the... third time he joined Sunclan, if he recalled correctly. He wasn't sure; his memory was still pretty fucky since he lost his memory the first time he joined Sunclan. Whatever, it wasn't like those past Sunclan experiences counted. Well, except for the first time. That was fun. And the second time he met that hot blonde wolf with the blue eyes. Maybe he was back?


    The nine-tailed vulpine was resting is a small, less than cozy rowboat. His paws were propped up on the edge of the boat, with his head resting on them. The scent of his old clan mixed with the scent of the sea that seemed to surround him. The islands were in sight, but he was stuck where he was. November had accidentally thrown his row paddles at what he thought was a shark, which was really just a bit of driftwood.


    God, he was so close to being on land. He felt seasick, he wanted to be on land again, and he needed some damn caffeine. Honestly, he wasn't sure if he was shaking from lack of caffeine or from being on the sea for who knew how long. "Hellooo? Ca' someone come over 'ere 'n lend a paw 'r somethin'? I know you're there!" The skinny canine shouted at the top of his lungs, lifted his head from his paws slightly so he could move his jaws. After he spoke, he lowered his head yet again.


    November was back and not better than ever. He was still trash.


    tags & info / 6-10-16

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; height: auto]"Name and business? And d'you mind stopping shouting? Thanks," Winnifred snapped with an innocent grin, padding over and gazing coldly at the male with her red eyes. The demon's ears perked curiously, tail going perfectly still.

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    i-i'm coming! arthur didn't have to worry about water now that his prosthetic was gone. hey! one good moment where he felt useful without it! the ginger would hurry his way over as fast as he could, brushing passed heavenlypup and wading into the shallow waters before paddling to the edge of the boat. he tried pushing it with a loud grunt but his feline form did little help with bringing it to the sandbar. can you uh, h-help out please? he called out to the initiate, holding tightly onto the wooden edges as he kicked his back legs as hard as he could.



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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ugh, one of them couldn't even wait for him to get to land before pestering him with the stupid question. "You - you get me t' fuckin' land. Then I'll answer tha' question." The kitsune grumbled under his breath, his ears drooping from his current condition. Honestly if he spoke another word past that he was going to get sick again.


    If he were to be standing, if he could even stand for more than two seconds without collapsing, he would be swaying like the boat that separated him and the sea. Thank God at least one person was trying to help, even if he wasn't very helpful due to his small size. The dark brown fox hid his bright green orbs beneath his eyelids, closing his eyes shut as he tried to ignore the motions.


    tags & info / 6-10-16

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; height: auto]With a roll of her eyes, the lab plunged into the water and began pushing at the boat, grumbling beneath her breath. "Why didn't you just get out beforehand? Or are you too superior for swimming?" Winnifred snapped at November, scowling.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Ugh, this girl was getting on his nerves with her nagging. Last time he checked, he wasn't married. Though maybe he was married before he lost all his memories. Whatever. He couldn't possibly be married to this kid though. He most likely lost his memories before she was even thought of. Plus she was a kid. He wasn't that kind of scumbag.


    "Bitch, I look li' I'm in any condition t' even stand?" November drawled in response to Heavenlypup, or rather, Winnifred at this time. He inhaled deep breathes and exhaled them shakily when he felt pain in his stomach. God, his stomach felt like it was the ocean during a raging storm. Violent grey waves crashing into each other. Thank God he wasn't out here during a storm.


    tags & info / 6-10-16

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    "you sound funny!" junkkit squealed, scampering over as his metal legs flailed wildly. he stopped to guzzle from his canteen that hung from his chest, before he said "like.... real funny! i-in a good way!"


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