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[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]Sweet had.. likely wanted children to structure the main bulk of the participants involved, and all.. But Tama happened to approach at a rather brisk and eager pace, drawing to a halt parallel to her comrade, whilst a rather vibrant smile would illuminate her pale countenance. "Ah, a treasure hunt sounds like fun! Count Tama in!" Ah - perhaps, she'd always be a child, partially, at heart. Given that she had begun leadership at the age of five months.. Which was actually something that she tended to keep hidden to herself, it wasn't as if she had been given enough.. time, she supposed. It was strange: because she didn't regret it, one bit. And.. It seemed as if everyone happened to endure her bright, and likely seemingly idle demeanour - which she was grateful for, upon thinking about it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 390px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]— the man approached shortly after tama, cocking his head slightly to the side. a treasure hunt? he didnt have a particularly aversion towards such a thing, despite it being more childish than he was used to ( not to mention, more physically taxing ), and therefore.. he could participate. it could help him stretch his forelimb, loosen up his shoulder or whatever. the chance to socialize was not one nanu often took, but in this case, it was somewhat welcome; he would participate,"im in." murmured he, offering a slight quirk of his maw to attempt being outwardly friendly.

/rushed
[spoiler=✧°. don't take it too serious, now | information]

TELL ME A PIECE OF YOUR HISTORY / GENERAL INFO:
✦ OFFICER / KAHUNA NANU | " OLD MAN " | CISGENDER MALE
✦ panromantic pansexual | not not looking | strictly monogamous
✦ two years physically | fourty-two mentally | ages at mun's discretion
✦ blizzarclan warrior | former island kahuna / police officer | dark type
✦ unofficial cat dad | no official titles | very protective over children
✦ [color=white]voice reference | [color=white]human au reference | [color=white]darkinium reference

[color=#69494E]THAT YOURE PROUD TO CALL YOUR OWN / RELATIONSHIPS:
[color=#69494E]✦ single | [ 0 ] crushes | [ 0 ] maybe crushes | anti-romantic
[color=#69494E]✦ npc xx npc | generation one | captain acerola's grumpy uncle
[color=#69494E]✦ no current apprentice | pm if interested | bond with[color=white] persian
[color=#69494E]✦ highkey cynical, lowkey lonely | pampers his persian to quell it
[color=#69494E]✦ part of the pokesquad | will not / cannot trust anyone very easily
[color=#69494E]✦ ½ guznu [ w/ guzma ] | lost without his pokemon | [color=white]romance guide

[color=#69494E]APPEARANCE: SILVER-GREY SERVAL | [color=#69494E]STATUS: HEALTHY
[color=#69494E]— nanu is a tall, stocky man inhabiting a servaline body. his features are narrow and sharp; high cheekbones and wide crimson luminaries that stand out against his pale visage. there are perpetual bags beneath their lower lids, rendering them dark and thus seeming tired at all times. his coat is primarily a dusty white ticked with grey, with dove and silver rossettes and twin lines of the same hue trailing down his spine before coming to a swirling pattern at the tip of his tail. his body is toned from years of academy training, yet mostly hidden by his coat, and littered with scars. a dark disfigurement marrs his upper forearm, something akin to an acid burn that left the fur thin and patched over, exposed flesh frayed along the zig-zag lines, a permanent reminder of a job gone wrong.
[color=#69494E]✦ always wearing a darkinium necklace and black police coat
[color=#fff]— [color=#69494E]INJURIES/ILLNESSES: traumatic arthritis in his shoulder

[color=#69494E]SPEAK IN WORDS YOU PICKED UP / PERSONALITY:
[color=#69494E]— [color=white]RETIRED BADASS | [color=White]DEADPAN SNARKER | ISFJ - the protector
[color=#69494E]✦ tired and cynical, it is very easy to write this man off as grumpy from age alone. he is exhausted, both physically and mentally, and therefore presents an aloof disposition; inexpressive and gloomy. his life, both before being reborn and after, has left him with scars and phobias. feigning laziness, he keeps mostly to himself and paid no mind to criminal activity during his days as a police officer. nanu does, however, retain an admirable compassion towards others - something of a vigilante still, putting the safety of others above his own despite being reluctant to show it. his weaknesses include children, family, and close friends; seeing them as pressure points, bending to anyone's will when it comes to their well-being. overall, nanu is a pessimist with good intentions, far too guarded for his own good and haunted by a past he dares not speak of.
[color=#fff]— [color=#69494E]DISORDERS: ptsd with depressive features, unmedicated

[color=#69494E]AS YOU WALKED THROUGH LIFE ALONE / COMBAT + INTERACTION:
[color=#69494E]✦ triggered by any sort of burning sensation, will lash out due to ptsd
[color=#69494E]✦ moderate physical difficulty | medium mental difficulty | fully trained
[color=#69494E]✦ persian: extreme physically + mentally | cannot fight without nanu
[color=#69494E]✦ will not fight physically unless absolutely necessary | will end fights
[color=#69494E]✦ all nonviolent, friendly and/or peaceful actions can be powerplayed
[color=#69494E]✦ to engage in combat, use [color=indianred]bold indianred
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]I WANNA KNOW THE ANSWERS, NO MORE LIES[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]"I'll be coming, of course!" chirped Barry, arriving shortly after Nanu, and having to steady himself to prevent toppling, as usual. Azelf let out a small laugh, their voice eminating from the gem upon Barry's forehead. I'll stay quiet, since... with my powers, I can already tell where everything is... ahah! The deputy laughed a little too, before letting Sweet know who exactly was talking; he didn't think the head combatant had met Azelf, after all. "Oh, that's Azelf- my guardian. They live inside this gem."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 375px;][justify][font=andale mono]Oh, Riddlersgame hoped there were some puzzles involved. Even if there weren't, of course he would tag along - Sweet had set it up, after all. Trotting over to stand beside Tama, the tabby offered the Deputy a grin. "I'll come along too." He had a feeling it would be more child-oriented, so without real challenge, but oh well.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 0px transparent; border-left: 0px transparent; border-bottom: 0px transparent; border-right: 0px transparent; height: auto; width: 500px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 6px;][justify]A treasure hunt? Crystalline had never heard of the activity and didn't really having interest into joining but since the female was here she supposed why not. So padding along the small albino would approach the group, "I'll join as well!" The feline would then take a seat, nervously waiting for the game to start.[/justify][/fancypost]