BOMBS IN GIFTWRAP / MEETING

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    [size=8]well, this is a bit overdue isnt it? winter hasnt been able to escape her private studies for the past week or so, making her rather reclusive. and then there was that monster headache that left her bedridden for days and days. really, shes still not feeling up to leading the group again, but it must he done. "radicalclan, please gather for a meeting." she hums out per usual, a yawn catching her lips and kneading her vocals shortly after their used.[fancypost=border-width:0;color:#FFF;font-size:12pt;letter-spacing:-2px][center]NO WONDER YOU'VE GOT DEMONS / TAGS

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    [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width:500px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10]Her first meeting since her return. It's probably just going to be the usual business, promotions and demotions and reminders and whatnot. Even though this probably won't be that interesting, it's nice to participate in meetings again. It makes her feel like she's a part of something. She might even get an honorable mention or whatever for activity next week if she keeps sticking around. Which is what she plans to do, of course.


    Spotting Geometricus nearby (Astrum knows how, seeing how inconspicuous that spider is), the Aussie scoots awkwardly towards her and waves a paw in greeting. She hasn't made any real friends in Radicalclan yet, but Geometricus seems nice enough. She settles down, cocking her head up towards Winter and waiting.


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    [center][fancypost=background-color:; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]A meeting? She hasn't been to one of these in a while. Raven sits down without a word, waiting for the meeting to begin. Something interesting hopefully.


    [spoiler= ▸ INFO | 31/12/2016][align=left]color=#ff6666
    ▸ raven branwen — previously known as haerii blair alae anima
    ▸ female — she/her
    ▸ immortal — acts & appears like a young woman
    ▸ radical of radicalclan
    ▸ former leader of the rift, head ranger of arcadianclan & advisor of windclan
    ▸ drengr of the rift
    ▸ the raven queen | goddess of death & chaos & time
    ▸ single | formerly fiancee of toast caddo & girlfriend of vindicate clemens
    ▸ sibling to elizabeth blair, anthony blair, cailan vogt, andras szent, rainbowveins alae, winterbones alae
    ▸ domestic feline adorned with raven feather | large raven
    ▸ blunt, cold and untrusting, raven is a woman that has been through a great deal and has become irritated because of it. she believes in survival of the fittest, that those who don't fight for their rights deserve to be crushed by those stronger. a realist, someone who happens to be a foreboding individual. bad things happen when raven is around, the women is a harbringer.
    — posts are in present/past tense, third person

    [center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width:500px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; font-size: 10]She perks up as Winter rattles off a succession of names, recognizing a smattering of them. "Nice job," she whispers to Geometricus, proud despite not knowing the other that well. She wonders if she should congratulate Cassandra and Disasta as well, then decides against it. They're a bit further away, and anyway she's not too close to them.


    The mention of captures make her nervous. She has no powers to speak of, which places her at a tactical disadvantage to begin with. This coupled with her lack of battle training renders her practically useless in this field. She does want to contribute to the clan, though... well, she'll figure it out. Maybe she can partner up with someone. The raven-feathered feline over yonder seems pretty tough, but... hard to approach. Yeah, she should just do this alone after all.


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    The black widow was mostly expecting a quick meeting. After Katniss's little warning from the last meeting, she tried harder to try to get herself a bit more active. Geometricus quickly winced at her name being called. What if it wasn't enough? I'd be shaming the whole Clan! she thought worriedly. Though she seemed to freeze at what was said next about her and Olivena's quick "Nice job". "Me...? Your Amazonian?" It made her head spin a bit from the weight of the news. She had to shake it off before properly composing herself. "I'd be honored. Thank you, Winter." It had a humble tone. The spider wasn't much to brag, but she couldn't help but feel excited.
    Upon hearing the rest of the news, she nodded approvingly. "Congratulations to all those who have been promoted and had shout-outs," said the spider happily. Though one thing that worried her was the one about captures. Geometricus shared this unease with the femme setting right next to her. She was just a small Black Widow. Sure she could bite someone, but it's relatively harmless against healthy adults. Not to mention the fact that she could be squished so easily that it was a shame.

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    janee entered the auditorium, the she-cat's jaws spreading into a large yawn. her activity had been less than great, as of this week, but even she knew that it was necessary to attend the weekly meeting.


    the balinese eased her way towards geometricus before pausing, instead, she detoured and ended up sitting next to disasta, offering the sphinx a shy smile.


    her ears pricked upwards at the first piece of news she heard. "congrats geo!" she half-whispered half-shouted to the spider; she didn't even care if she appeared immature. pride gleamed in jane's rosy gaze. she really, really was happy for geometricus and truly believed the spider deserved that position.


    and then she got promoted. jane's eyes visibly widened and her black nose quivered in a rush of surprise and glee. "oh, th-thank you, winter! i'm honored." she stammered, flushing beneath her fur in slight embarrassment.


    captures. she could do that; maybe she could ask some of her clan-mates if they could help her with a capture.


    OOC: if it's alright with you, pure, is it alright if i make a thread in the non-trad. plot discussions board about the captures? that way if anyone wants their character captured, one of us from radicalclan can go over, make a thread and get them captured.

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