everyone else can fuck off -- open, introduction

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    The mutated jackal was not pretty and she knew it; her head was nothing but white bone and her body was practically emaciated. She was a demon, much like her older sister, so the mutations could not be considered much of a surprise to anyone. However, she was quite a terrible fighter, at least in this current stage in her thus-far short lifespan. And, in this place, it seemed that one did not eat unless they caught it themselves; so she was weak, but useful in other ways.


    Silently standing up suddenly in the middle of the camp, the jackal would peer out to everyone around her -- that is, if she had eyes. Because she didn't; she just had sockets where they should have been, empty and unseeing. "Hello, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Jupiter, and I might be one of the only proficient healers in this place. Perhaps some of you do not value medics, but I would prefer to not have to fight for every meal." Blunt, cold, and to the point. Jupiter was not the sort of girl that would beat around the bush; she did not consider that worthwhile.


    Besides, at least she looked intimidating, even if she hadn't yet learned how to fight effectively. But she was young, and most of her time had been spent learning medicine. She had time to learn.

    ZACERO

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    The young doberman, although from a bad childhood, did not seem too fazed by the female's appearance. The Exiles, more specifically The Pack, had been his saviors. So anyone with them wasn't a bad guy in his book, however he was still young so who knows how he'd react to the things they did as he was exposed to them. "Hello Miss Jupiter! My name is Zacero its very nice to meet you ma'am." It would seem the energetic male had been taught some manners, however it was unsure if the female in front of him was one who thought of them highly.


    (c)Citrus

    Approaching after the young Zacero, the pale blonde wolf would first attempt to bump the top of the doberman's head affectionately with his muzzle before turning his undivided attention to Jupiter. "A healer? Thank god, I thought we were all going to die of disease," the wolf would joke at first, offering the odd looking femme a smile. Honestly though, he did like healers and medics, they were essential to a group of creatures that fought constantly. "I'm Alcibiades or Alci, whichever you prefer. So where'ya from?"

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    The blind canine sniffed the air in great big gulps, a grunting sound released from her throat as the breathe caught in her lungs. Almost like a death rattle, but not quite. They both smelled similar -- they smelled like a pack. This she was familiar with, if the concept and not the one in the Exiles. "Pleasure to meet you both," the young healer mumbled back at them, her head unmoving from its current location. After all, it did not matter to her; she could not see them.


    After a pause, she added, "Zacero, you smell like Duchess. Are you her pup?" If so, then that would make Jupiter his... half-aunt, or however family trees worked themselves out that way. And that would be nice; family meant blood ties, and blood ties were more reliable to her than bullshit alliances that crumbled in the wind.


    At the wolf's words, the jackal's head would turn sharply in his general direction, him being more of a threat than the small and polite child. But he seemed friendly enough, perhaps even interested in her. But she could not fathom why he would be. She was a hideous creature that would raze the world to the ground, if she but had the power. "I am Duchess's half-sister, but I do not know my family well. A cult captured me, as a child, intent on grooming me to be a priestess, I suppose. And now I am here." She did not bother to elaborate on what happened there or how, exactly, she ended up here.


    She was alive. That was all that mattered. If she had her life, her body, and her soul... then she could carve out a piece of this world for herself, however small.

    ZACERO

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    "Kinda? She helps take care of the kids in the pack, I dunno if I'm her pup or not." He looked to Alci for any form of conformation. When the lady revealed herself as Duchess' sister his eyes seemed to light up in excitement. "If you're Miss Duchess' sister does that mean you're apart of our pack too? Wait...what's a cult?" Questions questions, it was evident the pup was eager to learn about everything he could. Even if his curiosity could be a little overwhelming at times.


    (c)Citrus

    Something slithered inside Perry too, though he had know idea It even existed. Seems being inhabited by demons was a Darling family trait, huh? The feline was less fortunate, however, learning no reasons as to why he acted a certain way. How he felt a different presence under this unfamiliar face. Perhaps if the other was acute enough, she'd sense it too. The off putting feeling wasn't what he focused on, however, it was that this jackal mentioned Duchess being her half-sister.


    Amber hues inquisitive as he approached, he came to a stop next to Zacero, eyeing this creature before him. She wasn't ugly in his eyes, she was different. A prize for tired eyes. Ears flicking, the tom simply questioned in a silky voice, casual and calm, "Do you take the names Diable, Darling, and Wolfgang?"

    "Technically yes since we all adopted you, kiddo," the canine would confirm for the child, offering them a small smile before tuning into the rest of Jupiter's words. Duchess's half sister? Holy shit, he hadn't been expecting that but maybe he did? The gene 'badass' seemed to run throughout the tawny doberman's family after all. As for her history? Damn. "Sounds rough dude, but I'm glad you made it here," he then added, taking note how the femme seemed somewhat wary of him, but thats what happens when one couldn't see right? Life was always a danger. As for the cult, he was rather curious what type of cult it was however, he did not have the time to ask the question since Perry decided to join them. An odd question right? About the lastnames, but then it finally clicked. Holy shit, Duchess was siblings with all of them. That was wild. "Uhm, also, if you're interested and capable, could you hold an herb training session sometime? We haven't had those in months I swear and nobody knows how to heal, hahaha." Look at the commander of social planning some activities for the clan.

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    The jackal's skeleton head tilted to the side slowly as she considered their questions -- some were easier to answer than others, but other parts did not seem so simple to her. The pack questions confused her the most as, even though she relied primarily on her primal instincts to survive, she could not see body language or understand the emotions of others through any other mechanism other than their voice. "I am not sure if alpha is aware of my existence, so I am unsure about being part of pack... but I would like to be part of it," she replied to the polite kid, thinking that would cover it well enough. After a small pause as she thought over how to answer his other question, she added, "Cults are nothing but sentient creatures turning off their brains to believe in the impossible, and they're dangerous because of their disconnect from reality. Never trust religion, Zacero." She did not consider there to be a difference between religion and cult, due to her experiences, that much was obvious.


    Sensing Perry by the quivers in the earth -- she did not let it be known, but she was attaining mastery over earth and air elements so to increase her awareness of the world around her -- the blind canine smelled family, even if it was wrapped around the scent of a feline. "Diable, Darling, and Wolfgang are my last names, yes. Are you... my brother?" she found herself asking, if only because of their species difference. She was more used to canines than anything else, and he smelled very strange, even if she could sense the familiar darkness that radiated off his body. She would like to have a brother. She wanted a pack to call her family, and that required brothers.


    At the commander of social's request, the dark canine's ears twitched as she considered his request, instinctively wary. Knowledge was sacred and powerful, keeping it all to herself was her first reaction; however, she could see the use in showing off her skills in this place, to ensure that everyone knew her worth despite her inability to see as they did. She wanted to be useful, as useful meant she did not get inadvertently harmed, and so following Alci's request would likely get her more rewards than if she did not. Especially if it meant scoring brownie points with him and the rest of the adults of the the pack. She dipped her head to him, the matte white of her skull and horns almost blinding in comparison with the rest of her black and red body. "I can. But can someone bring me food, first?" she spoke, remembering that she was, above all, ravenous. She required food, but this place was not kind to people like herself; she did not even know if they had a communal pile of meat or anything else of the sort.

    but i don't let him touch me anymore

    kennedy — female — tags

    kennedy's arrival was a quiet one, she didn't really say much at first. her gaze fell upon zacero, then alcibiades, and briefly onto perry before she finally acknowledged jupiter. she couldn't seem to peel her stare off the jackal. pale blue gaze washed over her form, focused as she observed the stark white of the bare bone which was her face. no flesh covered her head, and she had no eyes. it was safe to say, kennedy was intrigued. slowly, a smile spread onto the pup's face. the coolest thing she saw yet, and she healed? ears perking as alci mentioned a herb training session, ken crept forward. the leucistic doberman surely liked jupiter already, and that was a first seeing how difficult she had adjusting to strangers. "hi!" she greeted, stubby tail rapidly moving from side to side. "i'm kennedy," the child introduced.


    this was the first time kennedy had been remotely bubbly since she joined the exiles. yeah, she had a smooth transition into the pack and was a bit more lively than expected, ecstatic to finally have a home and to have somewhere belong, but never had she been witnessed to be this excited. she had never acted so out of character, this was the complete opposite of her generally quiet and skittish behavior she often displayed. "alci, is she gonna join the pack?" she'd inquire to the wolf, her head lifting up so she could look at him.

    ZACERO

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    Being satisfied with the answers he was given, the little pup skittered off to grab the healer some food. He ended up dragging back a large piece of meat, nearly half the size of his own body, on what looked to be a clean tarp. The male alternated between corners, trying to get it all the way to Jupiter so she wouldn't have to get up. Who knows if he'd actually get that far.


    (c)Citrus

    Was Zedekiah aware of Jupiter's existence? He wasn't sure himself but he knew the male well enough to know that the albino would accept any respectable member with open arms. Just as long as they knew who the alpha was. Anyhow, he was glad to hear that the femme was alright with taking a piece of her time to teach some of the kids and oldies around the place a thing or two. He wondered how much Jupiter knew but considering the way she carried herself, he already was pretty confident in her abilities. Or perhaps he was fooled. "Thanks in advance."

    Then the uncharacteristically excited voice of Kennedy reached his ears. The pale little doberman was usually quiet and her emotions seemed muted and so the canine did realize how full of life she was today. A small smile would make it's way onto his face as he dipped his muzzle down, aiming to give the young girl an affection bump before answering her question. "She's Duchess's half sister, so of course!" Had Kennedy taken an immediate liking to Jupiter? It sure looked like it. Anyhow, he was about to grab the blind femme some food but Zacero definitely beat him to it. The instant he looked up the other doberman was already heading back to them with a huge hunk of meat. "Let me help you, buddy," the pale canine would speak as he padded over, grabbing a corner of the tarp and helped the child drag it towards Jupiter, "bon appetit."

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