Posts by Miss Havisham

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[hr][size=8][What if we had a big plot where all of our clans were haunted around October 31st?]

The calico nodded as she acknowledged the announcements, replying with a proposal of her own. "We have a member who is a ghost, and I'm sure he'd be happy to help out anyone with phantom problems."
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[hr][size=8]The rook suddenly appeared, coming up behind Megatron. Upon hearing the stranger's words, her frail shoulders shrugged in unison. "We don't need another limp, dead fish ally," her unsweetened words remarked. While her claws remained sheathed, her words sliced.

The Skulls had no need for more allies that would do nothing, which was why Miss generally rejected alliances given the chance. Even when someone did gain her approval, it was at a steep cost- some might say the deputy was even harder to please than Megatron. Luckily for most groups, she wasn't normally the highest authority. Luckily for her clan, they weren't in any kind of trouble that they couldn't handle.
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[hr][size=8]A rosy tongue darted out to wet her inky lips as the Darkclanners discussed their next move. Arranged marriage hadn't actually been a part of the Skulls at any point as far as she was aware. However, it seemed her more mischievous side was currently dominant. After all, a lady such as her

As an imaginary eyebrow raised itself curiously, her focus was solely on their willingness to comply to her request. Her tail curled in curious approval with a swish and Megatron's presence remained unnoticed. "Very well. In that case, Sebastian, I'd suggest you go back home for two days and return here alone just before the sunset of the third day. It is then that we'll talk about the specifics of this arrangement."

"Oh! And as of this moment, Darkclan may consider themselves an ally of the Skulls." What a big, mature, rebelious girl she'd grown up to be- making big calls without consulting her superior.
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[hr][size=8]Her lips only drew together as the racket reached her ears. While it was her that initially kitnapped the dragonlet, Miss wasn't going to engage her in combat now that Megatron was trying to start something. It was, however, annoying that the deputy of the Prospit was trying to rob her child of a better life in the Skulls. Her cool mew was all she contributed to the interaction. "How selfish."

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[hr][size=8]/yee uwu

"Great. Look like we're set, then. I'll hopefully see you both soon." The rook flicked her tail, completely oblivious to the angry leader lurking behind her. If she would have known, she might have compared him to a fox stalking its prey, watching from the shadows until it had an opening to strike. Bobbing her head in a farewell, her paws began to carry her away.

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[hr][size=8]Confusion was the initial emotion. While stranger at the border were no new development, the canine didn't seem to carry himself like a joiner or a messenger. There was none of that expectant twitchy-ness they normally carried about them, the joiner fearful of rejection and the messenger wishing they could go back home as soon as they could.

A sharp, chilly breeze sliced through the air, carrying sounds and the cold with it. Ah, then she heard the name. Yes, Sebastian. The future groom from Darkclan. "Welcome the the Skulls, Sebastian." Now his demeanor seemed slightly more familiar, albeit from a new form- so polite and loyal to the point where he'd agreed to be married off to some stranger.. "I see you're no longer a lion." Her tone was uncertain if this should be a positive or a negative thing. Her former love had once been a canine, but the greatest of the occasional thorns in her side had a lion's body. Megatron didn't always use it, however, so maybe she'd eventually forget the connection and keep from associating anything hostile with the male. Roland's memory should also stay out of this; the former leader no longer belonged in her life.

"Come on. Let's get out of this weather." Her voice then took a lighter of her soprano tones as she motioned towards the Skulls' mansion with a tip of her head, a light shudder running down her delicate spine as she padded. Silently, she willed Megatron's presence away. He didn't need to interfere with this alliance of hers and messing it up. After all, he knew her loyal intentions, didn't he? "You can ask me questions on the way."
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[hr][size=8]Skittish and slightly paranoid by nature, the roar made her heart skip a beat. With a surprised yowl, she became a dappled streak as she darted away, barely missing the giant paw that crashed after her. Images of monsters and giant wolves played with her imagination as her wide-eyed gaze regained focus, finally landing on the furious leader. ”Someone has to take care of the clan during your absences,”she hissed through a clenched jaw. ”Other clans are taking us for granted, picking up our alliances like feathers and dropping us at their casual whimsy. You would have agreed to this alliance, and they were desperate enough to meet a demand.” Something felt off and the femme paused.

“This system will make sure the Skulls won't be pushed around anymore.”
In any case, the king could always revoke the agreement if he wished.
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[hr][size=8][i didn't even notice sebastian was still here when i posted]

Her amber eyes cut to the lion. "Every member of every group faces dark times," her mew uttered neutrally. Did the Darkclanner not understand the reason for her desperation hyperbole? Megatron could very well just have made an attempt on her life. Naturally, she would pander to him above all else, but now she also had to juggle damage control. "That is why we must work together and make sure our alliances are strong. The system most clans have is too simple, too untrustworthy." Her stance shifted to face the allegedly future groom. "If anything, my proposal shows nothing but respect to Darkclan, and trusts that we'll be worthy allies to each other for moons to come."
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[hr][size=8]Oh, how she would have loved to scoff just then, but they had guests over. Her tongue twitched to whisper back something about time, lack of resources, or his absences. But no- Skullmom and Skulldad couldn't be seen fighting in front of friends during what was supposed to be a happy occasion!

His further questioning could only be implied approval of her proposal, so the calico continued. "Glad you approve, and of course- unless you'd like to get in on the action?" went her playful mew. Truly, Miss didn't believe she could trust anyone besides herself to manage it and stay on top of things. Besides, she was partially responsible for this alliance, now. If anyone was going to play a major role in making Darkclan, it had to be the one they allied with.

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[hr][size=8][scREAMS GRIMBBY]

It had been a very unfortunate day for Miss so far. She'd managed to catch nothing on her hunting expedition, and then she was checking the border- about to approach a massive beast- when it roared loud enough to give her tinnitus.

Taking a moment for her head to stop spinning, the adult feline flattened her ears slightly as she wavered towards the reptile. "I'm here, buddy. What do you need?" Squinting, the scary lizard looked a little creepy. She'd always had a thing for the unconventional. Had she mentioned it before?
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[hr][size=8]Oh, Tlatoc. The femme's ear twitched. Had Megatorn thought she was asking him to marry her instead of Sebastian? Her spine crawled at the thought, but she turned a bright smile towards their guests to conclude the meeting. "Looks like everything's settled then!" Nodding her farewells, she also flicked her tail towards Feza. How much had the assistant deputy seen, exactly?
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[hr][size=8]The replied with a flick of her tail. "Neat! I'll let Mega know when I see him and we'll send over a few reps." Sebastian's dedication to his clan almost rivaled her own... It was admirable.

Bobbing her head in a greeting towards Kanato, she shot the ghost a wink. Most of the Skulls must have heard of what was going on, right? The rook wouldn't say she was overjoyed, but a part of her believed this was a step in the right direction for both of their groups. She could only hope the others weren't assuming that they were off to do anything explicit.

A few more pawsteps and they would reach the mansion where they could discuss all the technicalities, but first came the most important part! "Oh, yeah, I'm not sure if I mentioned it yet. I'm the one you'll be marrying. Sorry to disappoint," went her playful mew.
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[hr][size=8]Oh, good, Kanato had already gotten the usual questions out of the way. That left her with the fun bit.

"Returning, you say?" Ears were perked upon Havisham's approach. Having overheard bits of the conversation, the name sounded a bit familiar, but it wasn't quite one she recognized. The femme's dappled face tipped to one side. "I've been a Skull for six seasons, when did you last live here?" Perhaps they had joined before she had been born or in the couple of nearly-forgotten instances in which she'd run away from home. The rook would hate for the latter to continue affecting her life. There were things better pushed away from present memory.
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[hr][size=8]Who could this be? From their current state, Miss could only assume it was a fellow Skull, but it was odd that she had never met this one before. Even if she seemed to be alone, the calico's knack for running into others was once so reliable.

Her paws were deliberate as they glided towards the lonely femme, not wanting to spook her like a skittish bird. "Don't think we've met before," went the following, gentle mew, or some version of gentle that a cat such as her could project. "I'm Miss Havisham, and you are?"
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[hr][size=8]Her dilated pupils couldn't lie, having the giant stare at her made her draw a breath.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to be hostile as he talked with her groupmates. Perhaps he wouldn't be too much trouble to have around. "Welcome to your new home, Grimlock." Thinking it over, they might have to teach him not to eat friends and hunt away from the regular grounds. After all, his footsteps would scare away the prey from miles around. Maybe he just go look to feast on the residents of the nearby town? "Want a lay of the land?"
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[hr][size=8]"To some degree, I suppose" A small smile was shot his way in return. Of course, there was much more to Miss Havisham than he, or anyone including, knew, but there was something kind of comforting of at least knowing one of the ways the other presented themselves.

As Miss nuzzled past the mansion's door, one of her ears lowered slightly. "I imagine you must have a lot of questions, so you should go ahead and shoot. I won't bite."
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[hr][size=8]"Since the point of it all would be to bind the groups together, we wouldn't be able to drop each other as allies without a very good reason. For example, we wouldn't be able to drop you if you didn't invite us to enough parties, but we could drop if Darkclan attacked." She nodded. As for the specifics, she was sure Megatron would love to work that out along the way. If not, she'd personally manage the alliance. "Like with any alliance, you'd also let us know if anything about your clan status changed such as alliances and leadership and whatnot." The calico made her way to the kitchen, hopping up onto the countertop.

"If one of us needs help defending ourselves, it'd be mandatory to help even if they are an ally." No offensively attacking someone on friendly terms was understandable, but allowing that someone to pummel the other group and stand back wouldn't be. If the someone picked a fight, they should know the consequences. "Of course, I understand that the Skulls don't have much in terms of large numbers or brute force but," the femme leaned forward, as if she were telling a secret.

"We're quite capable of finding productive ways to help out, you can count on that." Her ears from before straightened out into symmetrical peaks. "If you ever need a small, quiet favor to be 'taken care of' discreetly and keeping Darkclan's connection out of it, we can do that. We can scatter easily so you don't have to worry about getting caught, especially with your reputation. We've very little to lose in terms of that."
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