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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 23rd 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#b54c82, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]//this is after his visit in CC. He returned to the Elite but now he came right back to CC. Hopeful that makes sense and isn't confusing

Yuri had left the Elite. They were a group of horrible people in his eyes. They didn't deserve him. They had only ridiculed him. He let his paw lead him straight home to ColouredClan. Irritation was still present on his face from what he'd witnessed miles away. He would be going back and he hoped to go back soon but not on friendly terms. He regretted ever doing anything for that horrible group. Yuri had joined because he thought of himself as 'elite' so what better place for him than the Elite? He was mistaken.

He was finally back in his true home. He wouldn't leave it this time. He belonged here and people generally accepted him for who he was here. He could thrive here and regain his much desired glory. His glare was intense but not meant for the members of ColouredClan. "Greetings! It's me, Yuri again. I know last time I said I was just visiting but this time I am staying. So I've come home for good, I hope."

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darmani · Oct 23rd 2016

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? HINATA, S. · Oct 23rd 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana;]"Oh, you're staying now?" Shouyou didn't know Yuri. In fact, he didn't think he didn't even see the guy during his visit until recently maybe... He wasn't sure, everything was becoming a little clashed in his mind and he wasn't really able to focus all too well anymore. So, when he approached, he tried to muster a smile. He'd usually be excited if someone was staying, but with the way he was now it just wasn't feasible for him - mentally or physically. He was exhausted, so he just toned it down. "Yuri... welcome back home, then. I'm Shouyou, by the way." The domestic feline figured that his other clanmates, the ones who had known Yuri before him, would be more ecstatic to hear that the angora would be staying with them now.
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tags | 10/22/16

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Captured and tortured by the Exiles
★ Returned to ColouredClan with injuries
★ Feels inferior, stepped down from Bodyguard position; becoming more and more distant from friends + is pretty stressed.

APPEARANCE:
★ DOMESTIC FELINE [CURRENT] | HEALTH: 85% | REFERENCE
— An bright orange and white bi-colored domestic cat with wide coffee colored almond-shaped eyes and messy, unkempt and wild fur. His paws, some parts of his chest, legs, throat, underbelly, and face have a sort of creamy coloring though as you reach his extremities (toes, etc.) it becomes a stark white. He is often adorned with bandages and band-aids as he hurts himself quite often. Hinata is shorter than average, standing roughly at the height of an eight month old apprentice. He has a relatively thin build and is very athletic. A more recent feature that had been added is a pair of black feathery wings that he had grown in. The wing span is just over a meter.
— MAJOR INJURIES: Reopening of chest wound
— MINOR INJURIES: Multiple broken ribs, general bruising around the side and facial area, small scratches on wrists and legs, two slash wounds on right side over his back

★ SHIKOKU KEN [SECONDARY] | HEALTH: 100% | REFERENCE
— An black and tan Shikoku Ken with warm, honey brown eyes and fluffy, thick fur that also has chocolate undertones. Most of the tan appears on his jaw and cheeks, his throat, chest, legs, underbelly, and tail. There is also a tan stripe that comes from under his stomach and crosses across his shoulder blades. His tail curls across his back and is notably the fluffiest part of his body apart from his neck.
— MAJOR INJURIES: N/A
— MINOR INJURIES: N/A

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single, uninterested | No crushes | ½ forever along squad
★ Protective over friends and family; relatively easy to make friends with though with current problems, it's becoming a little hard to become closer to him.
★ Unknown x Unknown | Presumably Gen 1 | No apprentice
★ Adoptive father of Rosepaw

INTERACTION:
★ Has powers | Average mentally | Hard physically
— Discovered powers are shapeshifting; soon-to-be discovered powers are molecule manipulation, give and take away pain, and air/wind manipulation
★ Attack in bold #FFFFFF
— May attempt to run away from larger opponents but has no problem going against opponents close to his own size or smaller.
★ May powerplay non-violent actions
— NOTE: Touching his dislocated left hind leg may bring extreme discomfort and may be met with crying, panic, and maybe anger.

NIGHTTALES XERSES · Oct 23rd 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]"I see." Nighttales would arrive after Shoyo, quirking a fictional brow at the other, and offering them a blithe grin. "Well, it's good to have you back, as a resident and all, again." The Commander added, rather glad to see Yuri again. Of course, it was only natural that he still happened to respect the other, even if they remained below him, as of now. They had been quite the flamboyant Commander, at the time, but there had always been something about him that had stood out. He wasn't sure as to how often Yuri tended to make friends, but he'd call Yuri a friend, no doubt, even if the other would reject the same idea. "Oh yeah, what made you leave the Elite?" Night proceeded to inquire, rather curious as to why they had now severed their ties to the new clan that they had joined.

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Cassius · Oct 23rd 2016

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[i]‘THINKING’

(REFLECTING)

It was weird how Cassius was a 'f#ck the police' kind of guy, and yet he still seemed to act like a schmoozer around leader type people. It was hard to explain why aside from simply saying he had respect for them, and what they did for folk like them. Of course, his loser ass also had no leadership skills, so he could follow them around like a lost puppy waiting for instruction. Of course you probably wouldn't know he was doing that. He was awkwardly aloof and yet really clingy f#ck. Sort of like the tides. Pushing and pulling and never making it's f#cking mind.

The ruddy red labrador lifted his gaze to Yuri behind his shades, and gave a small smile despite his usual poker face. He'd padded up to join the small crowd, there and yet removed from everyone in the group. He shuffled his paws a bit, handcuffs jingling against his paws. Eventually he started to fidget a bit, due to his anxiety. He seemingly couldn't sit still despite looking perfectly placid. “Howdy ex-presidant leader dude. Welcome home.” he said the same thing with that other joiner a few hours ago, now he was saying it again, only this guy was a former leader.

Nighttales asked about the elite, and he went back to fidgeting a bit more. Something about the mention of the clan seemed to have him on the move again, because he suddenly felt the need to to straighten up. He stopped hanging his head and slouching, (something he got used to, since everyone was shorter then him.) looking into the distance and chewing on the inside of his cheek. Eventually he returned his attention back to the small group, giving a small tip of his head and backtracking before turning around and leaving.

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ephemeralaurora. · Oct 23rd 2016

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NEPTUNEBLUE M. · Oct 23rd 2016

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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 24th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#b54c82, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri was greeted by Shouyou and he nodded in conformation to the orange tom’s question. He was staying this time. He didn’t have much else to go. ColouredClan had always remained the best in his mind anyway. He tried to calm himself so he didn’t glare at the seemingly benign Colouredclanner. He forced his eyes to soften some, but the anger did not completely go away. ”Greetings Shouyou and thank you.” He liked to be welcomed back.

Yuri saw Nighttales and he almost looked ashamed. The golden serval asked why he left the Elite… Yuri wanted to tell him why and all about it. Luckily Cassius distracted him for a moment with his greeting. Yuri waved a paw hastily to the red canine’s retreating figure. Cass’s welcome was brief and Yuri supposed he didn’t have anything more to say than that. Then his cousin Ephemeralaurora skipped over too. She wanted to know the same thing as Night. She also noted his irritation it seemed. He didn’t feel like he’d blow up but he certainly felt a heavy and hateful presence inside himself.

Yuri would answer their question because it was a good one. He had been doing well in the Elite now suddenly he had left it? First he acknowledged Neptuneblue. He forced a bad smile. He was not used to being called ‘kid’. ”Greetings Neptuneblue. No, I don’t need a tour,” he informed his uncle.

Then he stole closer to Nighttales. He was the one that could help him out. Yuri had never been conventional with his politics. He did whatever he wanted at the time and making enemies was all part of the fun. Nighttales, from what he knew, was different from him. He moved to sit in front of this old deputy and new leader. The winged tabby looked up to Nighttales and spoke. ”I did nothing but try to help that place. I thought it would be a good fit for me since it was called the Elite. There is nothing elite about them. I was treated horribly. They all hated me and it made it impossible to do my job there. They are the worst group I’ve ever been in. ShadowClan treated me hard when I lived there but I had somewhat provoked that. These people were hardly provoked. I hate them and they hate me too.”

He lifted his paws to Nighttales’ shoulders- he had to stand somewhat on his hind legs because of the height difference between them. ”Please, Nighttales. How much does that crumby alliance mean to you? Can you do this for me? Can you let them be our enemies? It is what they deserve. We can have twice as much fun wrecking them than we can suffering their company. Please? I was the one who made the alliance on their part with ShadowClan. I can try to convince them otherwise. That way we won’t have a problem with ShadowClan trying to defend them, but I think Shadow would side with us over them anyway..” He dropped his black paws off of the serval’s shoulders and sat back down. The hatred in his eyes was clear as was the desperation. The Elite had made it personal with him.

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MATTHIAS · Oct 24th 2016

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Frightfur Seraphim M. ! · Oct 24th 2016

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Fright would like to say that after that recent visit, if he saw Yuri swaggering around Colouredclan again, he smite him in the head again. Only...he was back for real this time. For real, for reals...as in a member. The mechanical serval appeared to hide bitterly behind Cassius. Eventually he peeked his angular head around to say smartly,"Well, welcome back butterfly bast—" the youthful soldier stopped to sigh painfully,"Butterfly boy or Yuri, whatever. I hope you find you home as nice a place to stay as before. Anyway...don't talk to me..."

He couldn't believe this. It was like his worst fear had come true.

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euphemia r. · Oct 24th 2016

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Ah, he knew Yuri - well, not personally, hence he'd had no knowledge of his moving from clan to clan, but he remembered him from when he'd visited Colouredclan before. The other male had been leader at one point, he believed, and unlike many others he'd brought gifts to, he could remember him rather vividly. The feline would keep a small distance from the other male, hunching his shoulders habitually as he spoke. "U-um...welcome back, Yuri-san," he offered tentatively. It wasn't exactly natural for him to slip in honorifics like that despite the extensive time he'd spent in Japan when he'd been a rogue, but he was trying to pick it up again. "W-would you like any f-food or water?"
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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 24th 2016

[align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
information ★[abbr=address with name in #b54c82, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring (full list of offspring on bio): damiano muzikant] interaction[/abbr] ★ [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting, project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (3/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses, elemental powers, telekinesis] powers [/abbr]★ other ★ #fusionbtch ★ ref

[fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#b54c82, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Yuri was waiting for Nighttales to give him an answer but he glanced away when two other voices spoke to him. His body however stayed pointed at Night. The tabby had to smirk widely when Frightfur changed his nickname back to one more tolerable. Yuri disliked all nicknames but vulgar ones were far worse than others. If he was lucky maybe the brooding serval would even call him by his actual name. He knew that Fright was likely only being nice to him because others were around. The captain probably didn't really hope Yuri was as comfortable as he was before in ColouredClan. "That is very kind of you to say. From your heart too, yes?" His tone was mocking and alluded to his suspicions of Fright's fakeness.

Yuri's sharp eyes fell upon the meek white tom. He noted the improper figure. He was very tempted to comment on it. He didn't feel like he knew Euphemia but he was pleased with the boy's politeness and servitude towards him. "Oh, sit up straight, please. Thank you very much,..." He paused and twitches his whiskers. "What is your name?" He didn't have a word to address the other with. He continued to answer the question before he waited for a name. "I don't feel much like eating or drinking right now. Let me cool a moment."

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euphemia r. · Oct 25th 2016

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Sit up straight? Oh no. He flinched, not used to being called out on such things and certainly feeling uncomfortable about it, However, the petite male would tense for a moment before forcing himself to do as he'd been told to, curling his his tail around himself and making an effort to relax his shoulders and stop hunching. He heard the male ask for his name, quickly following this up with a response to Euphie's prior question. "A-ah, I'm very s-sorry. And I'm Euphemia...Xerses," he introduced himself, his voice typically shaky but himself still very polite and sincere. "Understood," he tagged on after a moment in response to the former leader declining food and water.
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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 25th 2016

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information ★[abbr=address with name in #b54c82, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring (full list of offspring on bio): damiano muzikant] interaction[/abbr] ★ [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting, project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (3/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses, elemental powers, telekinesis] powers [/abbr]★ other ★ #fusionbtch ★ ref

[fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#b54c82, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]The boy amused Yuri but the tabby was also liked of his obedience. Euphemia was his name? Yuri would remember that. "Excellent, thank you, Euphemia. Much more aesthetically pleasing," he replied to the white tom. He gave a brief nod and then turned his head back to Nighttales. He was still waiting on an answer. His intense eyes met the commander's. "Well?"

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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 26th 2016

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Frightfur Seraphim M. ! · Oct 27th 2016

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F.ck Yuri and all his dumbass smirking. Fright didn't like it (and he never had liked it and it was uncomfortable for the boy) and he huffed. From his heart?

"Ya know I haven't got one," the cowboy serval drawled finally. Talking smack and talking sh.t because that would never change. As for whatever Yuri needed with Nighttales, it wasn't exactly his business and he stepped back as if he were ready to run home early today.

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NIGHTTALES XERSES · Oct 27th 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]As the other proceeded to make his way towards him, elaborating on why he had chosen to leave the Elite, the Commander's fictional brows would furrow slightly. It seemed as if they had reacted badly to Yuri's presence - though, Nighttales couldn't quite comprehend as to why that had been. Had it, perhaps, been due to their pompous and confident attitude? Even then, it was only a character-trait. It was the other's personality, but if one happened to be on the right side of things, then they'd probably find no real significant issues with the other. There were redeeming qualities about the other, at that. Nighttales hadn't been the type to look up to, nor to respect other individuals, but he happened to believe that he had truly, and still did, respect Yuri - even whilst they were consumed in their simmering hatred for the clan.

"Yuri.. My daughter's there." The Commander would explain, with the gradual furrowing of his brows. He didn't communicate often with Sarangerel, but she had been the one to discuss the alliance with him. It had only been natural for him to find his curiosity piqued in the clan that his offspring had decided to join. Someone whom had actually returned to Colouredclan for the sake of keeping him updated. One of his children, whom didn't spite him for how he had slept around, a little while before joining Colouredclan; a child whom wasn't dead, missing, or in the Exiles, embellishing his shoulder in scars as Aile already had. Yet, despite this.. Despite his daughter, living there, he happened to be well aware of the fact that he couldn't allow his bias to veil his decisions. A small sigh sifted by his parted jaws, and he'd return his gaze to Yuri.

"What exactly did they do to you, though?" They had treated the other terribly and.. Nighttales couldn't find himself condoning that. He couldn't find himself willing to toss the one individual whom had led directly before himself - whom had gradually introduced himself to the position of vice, and then to leadership. He couldn't say that he could merely toss it aside, so easily. Nighttales wasn't the type to hold grudges - or, was he? He didn't know; it would depend.. But, nevertheless, he wasn't spineless. In all honesty, after Colouredclan had aided the Elite in the raid that the Cartel had led on them, they hadn't heard anything more of that clan. No word of thanks, no invitation, no simple messenger wanting to say hello or pass along the usual, generic gift basket - it wasn't as if the Commander truly cared for the trivial items within, but it instead stood as a gesture of political diplomacy, and the willingness to maintain their own side of the alliance.

"What do you mean, by the fact that they treated you badly? Did they ignore your efforts, or something?" Night wanted to know, as to what extent this would be to. He wasn't all too content with knowing that Yuri had been discarded, despite the male's work-ethic, and the amount of effort that the male had poured into that clan. But, again, his daughter was there. He didn't want to see the expression traversing her features, as she heard of how the alliance would eventually crumble. He wasn't hesitant, but he wouldn't deny the bias on either side, anyway.

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Yuri Muzikant · Oct 27th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=#e1a2dc; bordercolor=transparent; width: 260px; background: linear-gradient(#b54c82, #263946); borderwidth=0px][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]His daughter? Oh..yeah. She was a problem. She was the only one that seemed to see him as anything other than ‘a pretentious ass’. She had said she’d valued his contributions to the Elite and she had said she was glad he was around. Unfortunately, her single opinion had not been enough to make him remain. Sarangerel’s opinion was not one that was shared by all other members of the Elite. Yuri let some of his rage ebb away. He had to tell Nighttales about his daughter. He spoke with respect, because he did respect Saran- because she’d taken his side but because of her kindness and her ferocity too. Yuri didn’t often value kindness or generosity like the girl had- he thought it to be weak or foolish, but Sarangerel showed how it could be valuable. ”Your daughter is lovely, Nighttales. She has the kindest and gentlest heart and she purses the life of a medic, but at the same time has a strong sense of justice and a good amount of fight in her. I’d be proud of her and she is the only one I would regret spiting if the Elite is to become an enemy.”

Yuri flicked his ears when Nighttales asked for details of ‘mistreatment’. Things were very complicated in the Elite and all the events piled up and ended badly for him. He was at least hopeful his proposition would be considered. He was fearful Night would have thrown the idea of offing an ally. Yuri didn’t mind offing anyone he thought deserved it. ”Ah, you want me to give you humiliating details. Simply put, not a single person in that place was on my side. No, they never tied me up and hit me, but they did mistreat me. Made it pretty clear I was wasting my time there. Each one was ready to jump down my throat. You could not have an opinion very loudly in that place. I tried to get their army together and that ended sadly. They simply hated me. The constant leader switch made things hard. Tenebris had chosen me and Sola had been stuck with me. The clan was against me but demanded I love them anyway. I was quickly stripped my rank and thrown to the curb. Disobedience, it was. And it was. I told them I would not change at the rate it was going and they decided they’d end me there!” He brandished his claws in front of him and dug them into the ground. He dirtied his paws which would upset him later when he washed them.

”Oh, sure. This is about my personal quarrel with the group as they’ve done nothing to you, Nighttales. It is painful to see them as an ally with a clan I love. It will feel very nice to march in and inform them that their protector and powerful ally has left them. I have never been so underrated in my life. That is why I beg you reconsider their usefulness.” He grit his teeth and glared at the spotted wildcat.

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