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    I WAS NAMED SUGARPLUM



    Laurel's faint smell was there(and a stronger scent of fear was also there, but that didn't matter), meaning she had personally gone alone to go help a clanmate in need. No way in hell was she going to let someone that had treated her nicely get hurt.


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  • [center][fancypost=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Wow, he had just given the Cartel good marks and already they had decided to go up against them again. He snorted a bit as he moved forward following after Laurel. Like hell they were going to take on of their members. It almost startled him the protective rage that rang through him. He growled low in his throat and pushed his way forward eyes shifting over the ground before he pelted off.



  • "well, i'm sure we all know what this means, time to save yet another member, because here we don't mess around" urban would snort softly, although in truth this wasn't really a funny matter. no, on the other side of the table one of her clanmates was probably being tortured, and here she was making a stupid joke. good job urban. deciding not to stick around, she would head towards the cartel as she had the feeling that was where he had been taken. judging by the stench anyways.

  • "Sounds fun," Wiccan stated, her voice flatter as if she was sarcastic. She disliked fighting, but Torchwood was nice. He didn't need to be beated or mistreated by another clan. She followed in lengthy paces, keeping up easily.