TO BE HUMAN — MEETING

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    GOD HAS GIVEN YOU ONE FACE,
    AND YOU MAKE YOURSELF ANOTHER    ･ﾟ✧

    There were quite a few things to go over this week, and Sweetophelia was going to get straight to the point. "Members of BlizzardClan, gather for a clan meeting," the Targaryen called out, approaching her usual spot. She was recovering from her injuries sustained from the fight with Uluare, bandages draped over certain parts of her body, but the BlizzardClan leader didn't seem too troubled. "Uluare attacked us during our Fourth of July celebration - we were able to fight him off - " Even tearing off one of the dragon's legs in the process. " - and his meteors have taken down some trees but it doesn't seem that any of our islands are in any serious danger of collapsing . After the meeting, we'll be organising a clean-up project."


    "A few hours ago, Feliks was exiled from BlizzardClan for treason, attempting to bring in a known rapist - one who kidnapped Iselotta months ago and tried forcing her to marry him, who had also threatened to murder her when she refused after several attempts - into BlizzardClan against the orders of the vice-leaders, deputy, and paladin commander, on top of general disrespect towards clanmates. I've spoken to Sango and it seems that he also recently went to ShadowClan to stir up some trouble and disrespected their members. I've also learned from Sango and Mira that he has a history of sexist behaviour towards females and threatening rape - towards herself and Finch, and others, including a RiverClan child, Rori, who was only four months old at the time. Whether or not he carried out some of his threats or acted on his impulses is unknown." So apparently not only was Feliks a potential sex offender but a pedophile as well. "If he tries to show up at our borders again, you have free reign to attack on sight." Feliks' self-serving attitude had grown old quickly with the narcissistic wolf assuming that because he had once happened to lead BlizzardClan many years ago that he was still entitled to order BlizzardClanners around as he had once done in BoneClan, before his haggard leadership had ultimately brought BoneClan their end at the hands of the End Game.


    On more news of rapists. "Our truce with the Cartel is over. It has come to my attention that the Cartel has started kidnapping animals from our allies and other clans - SunClan being a prime example. These captured animals were taken by their head of the prostitution division, George, and forced into sexual slavery - through coercion and other means." Such as mind control. The Cartel had evidently done a very poor job at keeping their illicit activities under wraps and it was frankly appalling. "I will be meeting with leaders of some of our allies who have declared the Cartel an enemy in the near future." The usual announcements would soon follow.


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    Lottie had been a mess when Deathstroke appeared back in BlizzardClan territory. Who could blame her, after everything he had done to her? Physical and mental torture, trying to force her into an unwanted marriage while she was drugged, and then he had tried to kill her. Had it not been for Alastor showing up that one fateful night, she likely would have been dead. It had hurt her to see people trying to stand up for Deathstroke, and though she left before it resolved, as she was steadily moving into a full on panic attack, it somehow didn't make her feel any better that both of them - Deathstroke and Feliks- were exiled. It hadn't stopped Deathstroke from returning, and she wasn't sure that they would be likely to stay away, even with Deathstroke's claims of amnesia. Then there was the matter of the 4th of July party, and the Cartel, of which she wasn't really surprised of the latter. Even their alliance had been a thin thread to begin with, to see it finally snap was only just a show that it hadn't really meant anything to begin with. Taking a seat, the Panther would stay quiet and listen for the rest of the announcements.


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    Well, the first news wasn't so good, was it? At least the news with the meteors seemed to be good. Must've meant that everyone was doing fine that was injured in the accident. But the other news... Didn't sound so good. At least the guy was exiled, right? He couldn't really be a threat to them anymore. And their truce with The Cartel had ended, and that sounded pretty bad too. Shaking his head, Illya padded up and sat down, shuffling his paws as he waited for some better news to come.


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    It seemed like a lot had happened indeed.. How on Earth did he miss this kind of thing while it was happening? Oh, right. Because he lived under a rock. He was glad Feliks was out of the clan now, at least- he didn't know who the bastard who messed with Lottie was, but he seemed to be gone too. The Cartel's alliance breaking was no surprise either, since The Cartel was just overall awful for the sake of being awful. He sat, silently waiting for the other announcements.


    let me give you my life | 7/09

    Jerseyboy noted the announcements. "Good fuckin' riddance." He muttered at the news of Feliks' exile. He decided to take a seat next to Lottie, knowing that the subject was probably difficult for her.


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    Damn. Maybe Pad should of been caring about politics all along. This was a change in the usual droning about alliances and neutrals. He began trying to wrap his exhausted mind around Sweet's announcements. There was the Fourth of July attack, where Ululare swatted a meteor towards him and some lost kit, and Pad ended up sacrificing himself for the little whelp, flinging her away right before the meteor struck. Being already dead, it would be an easy recovery for him, although it came with the burden of constant fatigue as he "reinflated" himself. But the demon was a little disappointed when his heroic action was missed by, well, pretty much everybody. The only times people noticed him was when he was being mean, and that was the only side they ended up exposed to. How unfortunate.


    However, the whole tirade about Deathstroke was news to him. So that's why everyone was so shaken by his arrival at the border, huh? And Feliks proved to be a supporter of the guy. Pad was neutral about it, he had no connections to anybody involved, and therefore, he didn't exactly choose a side.


    The Cartel was a name he stored way back into the depths of his vocabulary. Man, he needed to get out more. Pad could recall an incident with someone from the group, Pippa or something, saying the truce was off. What had happened to her? With a quick jerk of his head trying to drift away into much needed sleep, he forced himself out of his daydreaming, and to pay attention for the next annoucements.

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    Pierce lifted his head at Sweet's call, ambling over after Pad and finding a seat near the edge of the crowd. The barbecue had been terrifying, but they had all made it out alive - aside from Pad, but he was dead already, right? Aside from him, Pierce had not heard of any casualties, thank god. He would definitely assist in the cleanup - it was the least he could do, as he hadn't been able to help fight off Ululare.


    Concern was visible on his features as he observed Sweetophelia, though his attention was drawn quickly back to her words at the mention of Feliks. To put it simply, the vice-leader did not like Feliks. He had tried his best to give him a chance, to be nice to him, but the former leader had never been anything but abrasive and rude to pretty much everyone he met. Still, Pierce was kind and polite. He corrected the wolf if he stepped out of line, as he would with anyone, but other than that treated him fairly, as he would everyone else, despite how he felt about him. After the Deathstroke incident, though, he was done. They weren't going to help a monster.And, after hearing all Sweet had to say about Feliks, they had already been housing one.


    Pierce's large ears perked forward more at the mention of the Cartel, expression morphing to one of horror and disgust. Sexual slavery? What- what animals! The serval's lip curled ever so slightly, fur bristling. Maybe they could help them - help the people the Cartelians took. If Pierce hadn't been terrified of and pretty much despised the anticlan already - which he had -, he definitely did now. With a frown, he gave a small nod. "Noted," he called, awaiting the rest of Sweetophelia's hopefully-better announcements.

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    i'm sorry i'm different now

    but i still want you to be happy - tags

    Jacob would quietly listen to all the announcements, having arrived and simply sat as far away from Pad as possible. He didn't know Feliks very well so the news of his exile didn't really affect him much. However, the thought of more enemies and an attack frightened the boy immensely but he would try to listen without showing too much concern.


    Although most of the announcements were geared towards Felicia and Deathstroke, Peri could not help but feel as if she was being scolded too. After all, she had offered to help Feliks in healing Deathstroke, but was adamant that the amnesiac could not stay. Although Imperia felt guilty, she knew that she would do the same thing over again. She was a healer. And no matter how vile or terrible someone's past was, it was not her right to simply let someone die. It was her duty as a doctor to save lives, not forfeit them. Especially when she believed that the Maker brough Deathstroke to the border--all broken and bloody and missing his memories-- for a reason. The Maker wanted Imperia to show mercy to everyone, even the wicked. That was what the prophet Andraste would have done. That was what her God would have done. She was not a judge nor was she the jury. She was a healer, and it was her Maker-given duty to heal.


    The lovely wolf was silent as she approached, lips pressed in a thin line while she listened to the rather dark announcements. Peri took a seat beside Jacob, patiently awaiting the rest of the meeting.


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    Where was this Felix? Jules was going to beat his ass black and blue! The black and tan dog did not take any hesitation to think about beating the males ass senseless... nobody did that to Lottie. She was a good animal, and loyal to BlizzardClan, along with a good healer. He was going to turn the asshole inside-out. "Noted ma'am." The cowboy drawled.

    Witchpaw had heard about all the commotion, and padding over, he listened intensively, stomach still churning from the previous events. He really hated Feliks, and his assumptions about the complaining male were correct. The whole situation was awful, and Witchpaw gulped. He narrowed his eyes, listening as she moved onto The Cartel.

    A... prostitution ring? Suddenly his sick stomach could handle no more. It sickened him truly, enough where he had to scramble away and empty the contents of his stomach into a bush. He could still hear her from over here, which was great, but he was horrified. How disgusting was that? He had been a staunch advocate against Deathstroke crossing their border because he was a former rapist... now, there was sexual slavery? He felt absolutely sick. He hoped Sweet would allow him to crush their skulls, but he just wanted to feel better at the moment.

    As London heard the call for the meeting, she limped over and seated herself next to Jacob and Imperia with a smile at the two of them. As she listened to Sweets announcements, she understood most of the first part. She wanted to help clean up, although with her small size she probably wouldn't be able to do very much. As it came to the exile of Feliks, she just gave a nod. Deathstroke had been mean to Lottie, so he deserved to be kicked out, and it seems Feliks was also a bad guy who was mean to people. the young paladin didn't really know what was meant with some of his crimes, but she supposed those were just mean things to do and left it at that. Even though she was usually curious about everything, bad things that got people exiled weren't things she'd like to find out about. Then came the announcements about the Cartel, a group London didn't really know anything about, but they seemed to be just as bad as that Deathstroke guy and Feliks if they were going to fight them. The girls moved a little closer to Jacob, hoping nothing bad ever happened to either of them. This meeting seemed pretty morbid so far, hopefully the next announcements would be more positive.

    Little Snowflake — Yuki — Blizzardclan kit — she/her

    Tripping her own little paws Yuki found her way into the meeting, not really sure what was going on yet. The young kitten took a moment to look around and see someone she could sit next to, her smile brimming as she goes over to Witchpaw's side and sits down close to him.


    Zeke closed his eyes as she mentioned the cartel. His paws feeling like stones. The very thought of confessing that he'd also been captured by George for the same reasons never crossing his mind.

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    BUNE

    Damn, the first topic of his first meeting in BlizzardClan was not a happy one. One thing his mother and father actually did right was teaching Bune and his siblings not to fucking rape people. The Anatolian shepherd dog sat off on his own, not quite comfortable enough around any of these folks to hang near them. So he just sat and listened with a bit of interest, daydreaming about what he would do to this Feliks fuckhead if he ever got a hold of him.


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    Alexus approached a little later than she usually would, a frown evident on her delicate features. So far, there hadn't been a lot of good news, but hopefully there would be a lighter note to this meeting later on. It hadn't been so great in BlizzardClan lately, and the youthful paladin figured everyone could use a pick-me-up. For once in her life, Alexus remained silent, waiting to hear the rest of the announcements.

    ITS ONLY LIKE A LITTLE BIT CREEPY-☆

    Kageyama was also late due to ooc reasons. She dragged herself into the meeting area, sitting down. She was still a tad bit angry about Deathstroke, but Feliks Kageyama would understand. However, she kept her opinion silent, eyes rested on Sweet.