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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester shifted his weight slightly, his eyes flickering over her face, searching for an opening. Her body was tense, ready for action, eyes locked on his side. Was she smart enough to do such a frontal feign?

There wasn't enough time to think, the tiger spun, just as claws caught his front shoulder, blood welling up quickly. His paw was out, aiming to smack her side, maybe leaving a few puncture wounds behind, but she was already out of striking distance. His face was blank of emotion, and he could feel his body trying to favor the un-clawed shoulder. No pain, only physical nerve receptors. "Your fast, it gives you the upper paw." The tiger said, taking a few steps back to lengthen the distance between himself and the agile ex-Breezeclanner.

"Opponents, if they're smart, will try to double the distance, it'll give them more time to think about your moves. Stay close, but it comes down to it, remember to sprint, a target zone in mind, but change right before the assault. Mind-readers and anyone smart enough to actually evaluate an opponent will be stumped." Jester dove forward, feigning a frontal attack to judge her reaction speed before backing away.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Never to late." The tiger said, nodding at his apprentice for taking the time to join in on some physical activities. "It's never to late to train your body."

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Childish." The tiger snorted at Phoenix as he walked up and grabbed a hare from the pile. He made his way over to the white tiger, dropping the rodent and flopping down next to it. His eyes were narrowed at the other male. "I wasn't going to take it... then."

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Wow, already off to do "her thing". Whoever get's her as a baronet is gonna have their paws full. Whip her into shape." Jester stated before turning and backtracking his way up to the Cabin clearing. Another sentence was shot over his shoulder towards the new trainee. "THERE'S FUCKIN CABINS UP HERE FOR THE TAKING!"

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Then let's sleep." The orange tiger said, rolling off the male and dropping himself onto the bed next to him. When was the last time he had slept willingly? Probably not since the realization that it wasn't, in fact, Liszt's death that caused his anger. That it was his soulless being that caused it. He was out like a light, breathing slow and rhythmical the minute his eyes closed.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester's eyes widened. Trojan wasn't strong enough to fight him, like Jester had at first. He's taking control immediately. He pressed his paw down harder before his eyes snapped over to the menacing growl to his right. "He's more than a friend." The tiger said, not that he even remembered what having friends were. Trojan was family, and a part of him deep down, the part that had been drilled into his bones, was wanting to save him. "Now back off!"

Jester dropped his chest down onto his sons, paws placing on either ear. "LISTEN TO ME YOU FUCKER IN THERE! GIVE MY SON CONTROL SO I CAN TALK HIM THROUGH THIS OR SO HELP ME I WILL RIP YOUR VESSEL TO SHREDS!"

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester narrowed his eyes. The younger tiger's shoulders had tensed. A reaction to the insult or something else. He didn't know Trojan as well as he did Danse, his emotional level was a lot further along than Danse's probably would ever be, that much was for sure. But what was he doing.

"Okay. You gonna try and beat me up like you did with my shattered arm and dislocated leg?" The arm, looking as bad as it did, was in fact a pretty easy fix. Without a soul, his body healed without the pain and withdrawal from medicine. Although he still couldn't put entire weight on the once broken leg, he was capable of running and fighting with it.

Woof. The wind rushed out of him like a torrent, a small smile forming on his lips. "Fine then." he wheezed, his head snapping down like a diving bird, aiming to grip his sons scruff and rip him up into the air and into the water.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester's face remained blank as he watched her reaction. Slow, but still smart enough to work in blocking a blow. She was small, and agile, a frontal block like that wouldn't do anything.

"With your speed, try going with the moment of the fight to get.... up... close." She had disappeared before he could finish his sentence. To Jester, invisibility was one of the most tricky powers. However, he had trained with Nefarious as well as Cusun. Nefarious had taught him to fight against the unseen, and Cusun had taught him to listen.

Jester closed his eyes immediately and took a few steps back, spreading his weight equally, his paws splayed and pressed hard into the ground. His ears were up, but he didn't need them, not now. The vibrations were felt easily through the courtyard stones. If it had been sand or maybe even dirt, he would have to look and listen, but this time, all he needed to do was feel.

The soft sound and even scratch of claws on stone were felt not only in his ears, but in his paws, and Jester leaped straight up, tail swishing against the stone as he did. His body seemed to hang in suspension, time slowing as he forced his body into an angled rotation. He spun, time sped up, and he landed gracefully a few feet away, eyes still closed, trying to pick up her vibrations again. It would only be a matter of time before she got him, he had to think. "Fast. When were you gonna tell me you had a fuckin' power!"

Jester spun his body forward, his good arm coming down on the ground; His pivot point. A clawed paw spun out as his momentum carried him through the pivot, aiming at the spot he had just jumped from. He made the pivot extra wide, his arm extended further out then normally to cover the most space, just in case she had shifted.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Then answer the lady. Name and Business." The tiger snapped, unfazed at the size and age of the kit on the other side of the border. His current state took into account none of that, which why his voice remained dead, but sharp, his body relaxed but emanating hostility.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester, being told by Shattered to get the fuck back in his cell, had decided to take a little extra time to get down to the dungeon. He brought down his old box of clothes, the flower pot full of water (although he spilled a lot of it on the way down) and a tiny box of candles.

His cell was one that would have been used to house at least four prisoners. It would have mainly been used in times of war, to house the POWs all in one place. Rickety metal bunk beds lined both sides, a good ten paces apart. They were falling apart, but the one on the left was sturdy enough to sleep in. He had also pulled in one of the hay sacks from the other cells to lavish up the place. Candles, which he had lit using the constant flame in the kitchen, had been placed in the corners of the room, a good four or five placed in each corner. He had crushed most of them with the stick he had used to light it, but at least he had enough un-crushed to keep it going. The pot full of water was placed in the center along with his own, freshly caught mice, rats from the cellar and even a few hares from his journey back into the castle.

"CELL PAAAAARTAYYYY!" Jester called up the dungeon stairs. It was a little musty, and he was not found with so many people being close and... physical, with him. But this was mainly just to spite the fact that he was in jail.

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Cell party ^^^^^^^^^

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"Come now, son. You wouldn't do such a thing to your ol' dad?" The tiger took a few steps away from the shore, his body parallel with it. His paws were spread, his eyes flickering over his sons body, waiting for the next move. "It's only fair I fight in defense."

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester opened his eyes, watching as her form flickered into view, as if the mist from a window was slowly being wiped away. He had hit her, which was good, he had never actually been able to follow through with one of those moves. Pivots were always off balance, but he must have had himself high enough in the air to follow through with his momentum. His body didn't want him to put weight on the arm though. Funny, he didn't even feel pain.

"Then we have to get you to control it! And it's just invisibility, I would ask for it, not against it! Man you are thick!" He took a step forwad, his eyes orange and blazing with anger. "Other's have powers, other's know how to use them! Without one, you are at a disadvantage! YOU TAKE WHAT YOU CAN! Cheat your way in battle, nothing is dirty in a battle, ever! I'm going to have to train you in your power, now, apparently, as your two stupid to even realize it's an asset."

That made Jester nervous. He still wasn't entirely sure how to control his. He was decent with his molecule manipulation, had gotten incredibly good with freezing water. Melting and boiling was the real issue, and he only knew how to hold in the power to change his pelt and eyes. It always seemed to find a way to leak out with his emotions, however.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester rolled his eyes, and then said to emphasis the point. "I'm rolling my eyes at you." He jumped down nonetheless and positioned himself against the border, his back legs in front of him, his back pressed against the colder stone. "How's my old count friend? Still having fun accepting peeps without me there?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"You think I won't do it? I don't want another evil fucker of a spirit splitting this tribe into a religious sanctuary!" The tiger aimed to slam his paw down on Trojan's chest. "Now tell me, are you a bad fucker or a nice fucker?

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester glanced sharply at the body of his son, narrowing his eyes. "I'm assuming your the stupid breeze god?" He looked away, mumbling a 'whatever, as long as there's more bodies down here.'

"It's big enough! You can all fit on a bed! Although those ones on that side are a little rickety, so lighter people up top! Or you can sit one of the hay stuffed bags that do nothing for your butt... well... your butt can't feel anything after last night, can it Pho?" Jester let out a high pitched bark of laughter before turning to Tal, the fake smile returning to his face. "Glad you could join us."

Then to Crystals, his eyes narrowed. "Well let's see here. You can either come to the party and claim it as your own, because I really like that one, or you can just say I made it! I don't care either way." Another bark of laughter and that fake smile returning. "I'm kidding, you guys hungry?"

He ignored Tsubomi. He needed to get her alone so they could talk about traiing. Hopefully she would take the hint and come to him.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]"No, we need high positions still, because apparently our sever lack of healthy fighters means nothing to these shitheads. I already pushed my limit with that meeting, I'm not pushing it into exile." The tiger looked down at the pup, eyes narrowed. "Not that your much of a fighter."

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;] The tiger relaxed and leaned back away from his son, blazing orange eyes softening slightly and changing back to their dull grey. "Jessy would prefer jester, and if your anything like Cusun I know you're going to destroy him right along with training him! The longer you stay in him, the more your souls will form together! Is it your entire being in there? Or just a sliver?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester heard her scrabbling claws on the roof-top, the only sign he had heard was the twitch of his ears. He was busy, contemplating the effects of Trojan and what his new possessor will do to him. If it was anything like what Cusun did to him, then it would be a thousand times worse for the young white tiger. Now if only-

His thoughts were interrupted by Mary's greeting and the tiger shoot her a steel glare. "Contemplating, and now you ruined my train of thought thank you very much. What the hell do you want?" He turned his body to face her, his tail swishing over his paws.

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;text-align: justify; font-family:georgia; size: 7pt; color: #2ee668;]Jester narrowed his eyes even more until they were borderline slits. His face was scrunched up, as if he had swallowed a lemon and his ears were back. "Well as long as you don't morph together I'm fine."