AREN'T WE CARELESS [open - shadow veil border patrol]

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    Why not visit her favorite daft enemies. It had been along time since she had found herself upon their border but then again she count this as once among the many times that the Thunderlands had showed up on their border. But she was also here for another reason, to see Dimitri. The poor lad had become incarcerated here after some shenanigans he had done before leaving. Still the large canine made her way over, eyes of fire shifting over the area as she swallowed thickly. The pain in her throat was an annoyance and since she was no longer corrupted it was getting harder to deal with. Usually that other side of her kept her vampiric needs down but now was a different story. Her shadow covered body paced along the border for a moment as she sniffed a near by tree, curling her muzzle in apparent disgust before she waited to see if some fool would come by to try and act large and in charge. She'd probably flirt around with them, if she felt like it and she curled her tail against her body. "Make sure you stay on your side of the border, but have some fun with word play if you want."

    THERE'S A DANGEROUS KIND OF COOL ABOUT YOU —

    steve had followed closely after sekhmet, intently taking in the features of the thunderland's terrain as they continued on. after all, if he wanted to do some pranks or something on the blokes later, he'd have to know where he was going. the maine coon was silent for the majority of their journey, finding no real reason to speak about anything. eventually, they reached the border and stopped. huh- they were just gonna wait? weird. steve nodded at the leader's comment always, and added, "totally tubular, sek". it was a dorky way of agreeing with the vampire, but his clanmates should of known by now that most of his vocabulary was that way.

           


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    "Greetings, Sekhmet. It has been a while since we last crossed paths."

    Regis spoke up as he quietly wandered over, his body posture rather calm but betraying a level of exhaustion. He certainly wasn't the ideal candidate for boisterous border encounters and generally always vied for the more peaceful approaches, even when it came to those who were enemies. The male vampire seated himself down on the borderline and used a paw to adjust his satchel as it rubbed uncomfortably against his side.

    "So what is the reason for this visit? Until Deutschland or Samuel can arrive I will try to humour you both in the meantime."

    The medic wasn't afraid of either of them, even though Sekhmet certainly held the capabilities to kill him in a permanent manner if she so pleased, but he had faith that would not happen.





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    “where’s the hoes? shouldn’t there be hoes.” they looked at the others from shadow veil quizzically, bringing up the back of the patrol. valo-kas had gotten distracted a while back, but they were here now.


    “oh, howdy pardner.” they peered at the stranger on the other side of the border, wiping away the drool on their chin. “are you it? i mean alright. like, i guess you’re a solid three on the sexy scale and i like ‘em nasty.” they prattled on.




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    R E G I S


    The lion found himself quirking a brow ridge as he looked at Valo-kas and he couldn't halt a small chuckle of amusement from escaping him as he heard the remarks.

    "I'm it for now, yes. And I rate as a three? Hm... thanks, and well, for what I lack in appearance I certainly make up for in performance."

    He jested in reply, but considering that he had never left a partner frowning thus far in his long life he clearly had to be doing something right.

    "The name's Regis, who might you be?"

    He at least knew Sekhmet, and he remembered Steve from his time being a captive in the Thunderlands. But this individual was a stranger to him.





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    FRAGILEPAST

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    Coming up from behind, the male offered a short glare towards Regis. Freaky-ass vampire. Then again, not like he wasn't one. Fragilepast didn't feel like offering any word just yet until he saw his lovely former leader.

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    This was an unexpected surprise. The dog’s brow raised, fighting to hold back a grin as he watched Sekhmet’s fact contort in disgust. Bigoted as always. They never change. Deutschland was as proud as ever, too.


    Obviously, he wanted nothing to do with them anymore. He had to focus on his domestic problems first and Shadow Veil was an persistent thorn in his side. He had refrained from going to their borders ever since the last time. He had held out his paw for a sign of peace, but Sekhmet had done nothing. Clearly, with her ugly expression, she didn’t like being here, so what was she here for? Must be something important. Maybe she was finally going to respond to his offer.


    “Welcome to the Thunderlands.” He greeted with a twitch of his nose. What? Had Sekhmet brought the whole gang with her to his borders? He couldn’t think of any reason why she’d do that, so he decided he’d play it safe.



    CLEVER DEVIL･ﾟ✦ Unfortunate for Sekhmet Dimitri was hold inside a cell so couldn't exactly join her on the border today which he otherwise would have. But he did had super senses which he used to spy on everything that went on in the daily life of the thunderlands until his trial which really had gone out of date by now. Deutschland had said he only needed to sleep in that cell for a night but it for sure had gone longer then that. Dimitri had alot of patience though especially consider the people involved how seemed to foolishly put thier trust in him to prove his innocent. After all he was innocent at least in his head since none of this memories of this claimed crimes was with him. Of course he did not had to go through with this rude accussions but he was doing it for one special person sake it was not everyday someone cared enough to defend him so why ruin a such unusual treatment?. He was enjoying the attention alot actually.


    Sadly that meant he could only accompany this conversation through his super senses curious on why the beautiful Queen was doing here though. Whatever she was up to he knew it would be interesting since everything she did was entertaining for him there was never a dull moment when Sekhmet was involved that was for sure. He was all for entertainment so it wasn't special hard to figure out why he as so fond of her and she reminded him so much of Lacie Baskerville.

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    his response earned a shrill peal of laughter that sprayed wet pink onto the ground in front of them, and a great deal of approval. wonder why we hate these guys.. “valo-kas. probably gonna be the best name you hear so don’t fuckin’ forget.” they hiccuped.


    three golden eyes squinted at the next to approach. “hm. hard two.” they decided, ranking deutschland promptly. were they lowballing on account of the animosity? sure. it didn’t make it any less sincere.




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    LIKE A WORN-OUT RECORDING —

    The Thunderlands. Interesting place and the people there didn't seem too dull either, the large direhound would walk over with his tail lazily wagging behind him and with his headphones near his ears as he listened to a few of his favorite songs. He eventually stopped near Fragilepast, he eventually reached towards the cassette player plugged into one of his robotic legs turning off his tunes and craning his head a bit as he stared down at some of the Thunderland members. Regis and Deutschland was who he supposed had arrived here, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle of amusement hearing Valo putting these two on a "scale" of how sexy they were. He didn't make any comments as he moved his headphones a bit so they rested on top of his black bandanna that was scattered with white stars. Were they swapping names? He was unsure and decided to remain silent unless he was spoken to but, Quill offered a small smirk to all of those there. He was huge and he was still growing.

    — OF A FAVORITE SONG

    BUT WHEN YOUR WOUNDS OPEN, YOU WILL CRY


    soundcheck / shadow veil & duskguard / male / tags & information



    *:･ﾟ✦ Soundcheck came along, humming happily as he paused by the others. "Why, hello, Deutschland! Missing your poor sweet Mingan already? You do know I burned her and slashed her with a sword, no?" A harsh laugh left his maw. "It was so much fun. I'm no longer a grump. I don't feel weighed down. You should be thankful. I saved you from a child thief!"



    "Speech."


    ❝ Sam had been out enjoying his walk, when the oh so familiar stench of the Shadow Veil pierced his nose. The mutt flattened his ears, then padded over to join the growing group.


    He stood beside Deutschland, his dark blue eyes narrowing. “Any particular reason you brought half your clan, Sekhmet?” he asked, practically swallowing his anger. He decided to ignore Soundcheck’s pointless rambling. He severely doubted that the wolf had killed Mingan. ❞



    LUCIAN MAEGIUS AERCHIUM ♚

    the thunderlands - knight - male - 19 months - tags


    ― "Y'all never fuckin' listen to me! I told you guys these bitches are crazy." Lucian muttered as he sauntered over, keeping his gaze away from Regis and Samuel, more trained on the stupid son of a bitch before him. God, he hated that woman. "What brings 'ya here Frag? You look like a shitstorm." Lucian spoke a little louder this time, his sharingan covered with the usual black bandanna and golden eye slitted in annoyance at the patrol. He didn't know if they were showing off, but the flirting between Regis and that.. Thing.. Was pissing him off. "Go flirt with someone who cares, yeah? He doesn't like pocket pussy." Retorted Lucian to Valo-kas, his cold golden iris staring at the group before him. Fuck, man. Were they here to start some shit? Lucian was in the mood to fight anyways.


    R E G I S


    Regis quirked a brow as he looked over at Soundcheck. Just what was the guy prattling on about? Had he really done something to Mingan? He better not have otherwise trouble was going to break out. Giving his head a brief shake he then offered Valo-Kas a playful sounding chuckle in response to their words. The lion was about to try another attempt at flirting but the words were lost before they could be spoken as Lucian arrived in his chaotically glorious fashion which left Regis cringing. Screwing his eyes shut he then shook his head before letting his gaze reluctantly trail over to the guy.

    "Mind your bloody manners!"

    He snapped with a low growl as he wrinkled his nose with irritation. This could go so horribly wrong now that the crazed hound was here.





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    FRAGILEPAST

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    A yawn spread across his features as Deutschland approached. No acknowledgement was amazing for him, especially when he was at the border. Thankfully, his prized (and most useless) Thunderlander had approached the border and commented on his current looks. Fragilepast only offered him a small raise of his brow. "For fucks sake, Lucian," the male enthused lamely. "I always look like a shitstorm. Nothin' new, but thank you, darling." Like the usual, he had to agree with Regis. Why couldn't this vampire fuck be in the Shadow Veil with him? Whenever he saw the gentleman, the shaderunner always felt compelled to agree with their views on things. It's like this bitch was his replacement at this point. Certainly, he was wondering if Deutschland liked Regis. Then again, he liked Feliks, so what was the point of questioning it if he liked a child rapist?


    As for Soundcheck... "Shut the fuck up," he snapped. "I don't give two shits that you killed your precious Thunderlander friend. Not like I haven't done it." A small smirk appeared across his muzzle, only to meet gazes with Deutschland. "Now, if you excuse me, Soundcheck, I'd like to get the professional part of this visit." His eyes moved back to the canine. "Or can not I do that?" Fragilepast let his head dip off to the side as he murmured his last mocking words.


    Green gaze coming back to Deutschland, the male reverted back into a stern expression. "Is our neutrality still standing?" Dear lord, he hoped for a no. "Despite this dumbfuck-" His paw gestured back towards Soundcheck and his endless blabbering. "-doing something idiotic like the fucking redundant cuntbag he is."

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    BUT WHEN YOUR WOUNDS OPEN, YOU WILL CRY


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    *:･ﾟ✦ He glanced over at Frag and rolled his eyes. "Heh. Try dumbass bitch of a sister." he muttered under his breath. Whatever. His mission was done and over with. He had killed Mingan, and that was all that mattered. He didn't have beef with the Thunderlands as a whole aside from Mingan, anyhow. At Frag's name-calling, another eye roll came from the wolf and a small huff left his maw. Nothing new. Mingan had called him much worse in the past.



    "Speech."


    LUCIAN MAEGIUS AERCHIUM ♚

    the thunderlands - knight - male - 19 months - tags


    ― "It's the usual for you to flirt with whores, my bad." Sniffed Lucian unapologetically, chuckling softly at Fragilepast's reply. Yeah, most of the time he did. Soon, Ansel kicked Lucian from the podium and took over, golden eyes slitted a bit more. "Besides, you look better than you did when Sekhmet ripped your eyes out." He muttered softly, the memories from Lucian making him shiver slightly. He quieted down when Fragilepast spoke to Deutschland, Ansel being a bit too unsteady currently to keep talking.

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    valo-kas turned to soundcheck, eyes wide. dunno what the fuck a mingan is, but, metal. no doubt there was some juicy lore there. they’d have to explore that later. drawbacks to being new, they guessed. for now, their eyes were fixed on samuel, who earned a decisive, “one...probably three if it’s really dark.”


    valo-kas winked their third eye at lucian after passing judgement on samuel. “hm. five for the dirty mouth. keep going, you big lug, i think i’m in love.” they urged with a taunting bubblegum smile, falling silent when fragilepast dug into the meat ‘n potatoes of this visit. eheheh this all doesn’t feel very neutral my man. they got a kick out of that. they were getting a kick out of all of this. valo-kas knew they were lonely, but it was still shocking to discover just how much they had missed socializing. even if it came in as tense a package as this.


    it stopped being fun when valo-kas started pondering the likelihood of things getting physical and started feeling a little weak in the legs. they sat. didn’t help much. quit being a pussy, it’s all just business.




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