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    [justify]The torbie form of Onekit sat silently in the middle of the medicine den, her blue optics wide as she slowly let the sweet scent of herbs trickle into her parted maw. Rising to alabaster paws, the female, who was encouraged to be an unofficial medic apprentice due to Nitrogen's promotion, waited patiently for a medicine cat, or patient, to notice her, as she desired permission to become one of these so-called assistants. She and Atticus had made it rather far in the competition, falling into the top three, and she wished to make Ms. Espie proud and follow her words, hence the reason she was here in the first place.


    "Ello?" She called smoothly.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]After the recent events, Darcy had tried to return to his normally calm and shy demeanor. He stayed in the Medic's room for the most part at night, but tried to get out and see his dad and Faunapaw during the day. The smell of herbs calmed his senses and Darcy liked to sit and think in here.


    The red tabby heard a soft voice call out that disturbed his train of thought. Oh well, he would tend to that later. "Hello," Darcy smiled, twitching a whisker. He noticed who it was. "Oh, hi Onekit!"

    Ace hated being a kit. He really did. Cats didn't take him seriously. He was a fucking medicine cat. Though, he reminded himself, you where the one who chose to possess the body of Nitrogen. Shaking his head, as if to clear his thoughts he looked at the she-kit. "Are you hurt, sick, or do you want to learn herbs?" he asked.

    [font=georgia]With all the kits and apprentices in this den, he was struggling to get to a patient before they did. "Get out of the way!" He snapped a bit too harshly at Darcy but when his eyes flicked over Nitrogen, he dipped his head. Sabre knew but preferred not to return to their old relationship before he was at least an apprentice. Didn't want to be a paedophile now did he? "What's up Onekit?" Recently, he'd noticed the slack he'd been feeding in SunClan and he was determined to prove he was still the great and mighty leader he once was.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]Darcy whimpered and shrunk back as Sabre snapped at him. Obviously the big tom cat wasn't as nice as most cats, and Darcy made a note to stay away from him.

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    The she-cat's eyes were deary and sunken from crying her eyes out at Storybookpaw's death. Her side brushed slightly in greeting towards her old mentor, who she had a decent relationship with. "Its okay, Sabre. I'll make sure he sticks with me," Espresso murmured. The medic knew Nitrogen could handle himself thus did not treat him like a child but rather an adult; whilst Darcy was much more fragile and childish.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]Darcy tried to straighten his posture and act older. "You don't have to be so mean about it, I just wanted to help." The tabby kitten whispered, almost to himself.

    Ace glanced at Sabre, and bit his lower lip to conceal his smile. Three more moons until he was an 'apprentice.' He had his fair share of patients. So, he sat and wrapped his tail around his paws.

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    [justify]The female cowered slightly, suddenly intimidated by all of their appearances as well as ranks, she couldn't appear to be a fool to them though, she was here to participate in business. "I was wondering if I could become one of those unofficial medic trainees," The torbie whispered with much insecurity, her thin tail falling motionless as she awaited their answer.


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    "Of course, love." Espresso whispered shakily, remembering when she was just promoted and Storybookpaw helped her around. She closed her eyes tightly before uttering out a wavering breath, stomach churning.

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    [justify]"Another question if you don't mind me asking, but what exactly do I do? I realize that I cannot touch the stock in any way or form, so how can be of assistance?" Onekit inquired, alabaster paws kneading against the earth.


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    [font=georgia]When Espresso came up, he purred, she'd completed training fast and was now, standing on the same level as him. But he knew of the heartbreak Storybookpaw's death had caused and licked her ear before turning to Onekit's question. Another kit who wanted to help, not really bothering to look at the grandson he didn't want, he went over and rested a tail over Onekit. "You've come to the right place, you'd just run off and grab herbs when needed, learn how to do sh*t and what not." A broad grin swept across Sabre's face and he completely forgot his distaste for Darcy.

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    [justify]She allowed herself to be infected by Sabre's grin, a willy smile decorating her maw now as well. Flicking an alabaster-tipped tail, the torbie reared upon her haunches, swiftly processing every one of his words. "Alright, I believe that I've got it... So... What now? And where do I sleep?" She inquired, briefly wondering if she would be sentenced to the nursery or be permitted to live her life in here, within the sweet smelling medicine room. "Besides, I don't truly have a mother, or a father, or an siblings. Mum is gone, the siblings are wherever," She said, not mentioning that she had more half siblings then one could count.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]Darcy pouted. "Why don't you like me?" One thing he hated was people not liking him. It irked him more than anything. "You already have favorites?"

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    Espresso smiled at Sabre weakly at his affection, she didn't have the energy to purr after staying up for two days straight after Storybookpaw's death; no exchanged apologies, not even a simple goodbye. She and Thor were going to get married soon, have kittens soon, where would Story be? Nowhere. Among the skies. But that wasn't enough. "Onekit, I'm not sure where'd you sleep; when I was unofficial I still slept with my family." the medic explained before swiping her tail around Darcy's shoulders to calm him down.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]Darcy felt Espresso's tail on his back and he calmed down a bit. "She can share my nest with me!" The kitten, feeling no feelings towards any cat but Espresso, didn't find it odd. Maybe they could be best friends. "It's too big for me, anyway."

    Ace's eyes hardened. "You'll sleep in the nursery. There isn't enough room for you in here." Two lives in, and he still didn't like unofficial apprentices at all. Entitled to think they got to sleep in the medicine den.

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    [justify]Onekit, who was quite thrilled to be offered such a kind preposition, literally jumped in joy, her blue eyes flashing in a gracious manner. "I'd be delighted to share with you!" The female squealed in her signature accent, still much to grateful for his offer.


    ooc;; we should plot with these two. ^^


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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=black]"If the Medics don't allow her to sleep in the Medic den, Onekit can sleep with me.. in the nursery if she wants.." The black smoke said quietly, his eyes darting towards Espresso, Sabre, Nitrogen and then to Darcy and Onekit. Hmm.. he liked the idea of being an unofficial medic, learning what he wanted from the others by hanging around the den. Sounded like fun to the kitten. A small smile lit Atticus' face softly as he waited for the older cats to anwser.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][sub]ooc sure c: darcy is totally gay and is starting to develop it, but it could have some good plots.


    ic "See, it's all worked out!" Darcy stepped beside Onekit. "You are just grumpy, Nitrogen." He could tell he wouldn't like working with his fellow apprentice.