Posts by Allison A.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Slipping over, the marbled tabby would narrow her eyes a bit as she squinted in order to read the note. It was sloppy, she'd admit without hesitation, so the soldier found herself having a bit of struggle. Somehow she was able to make out the words eventually, just nodding a bit. Due to having fallen inactive for a bit, she wasn't aware books had been stolen, but now they were back so whatever.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Light chocolate eyes sweeping over the serval in a rather bored manner, the soldier would come over. There was nothing that the marbled tabby felt the need to say, which lead her to falling silent, the corners of her lips tugging into a small smile that was simply a kind gesture.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]"What the fu-" Being cut off as she was rammed into, the brown tabby found herself immediately moving out of the way, aiming to swing her head around so that her knife would create a cut or gash or something somewhere. Moving away gracefully, the domestic feline found herself breathing a bit heavily due to not having expected that before whipping around, aiming to kick SilverDagger in the face with a hind leg.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]The brown marbled tabby would make her way over with ease, going to greet Derek before noticing the confused expression, a frown falling on her lips. "Hey Derek," the soldier would murmur. She remembered when she had been told someone could be falling in love with her smile and ever since then had been thinking that about others as well. She found herself missing the grin, honestly, but she said nothing as she looked over towards the cub with a raised brow. "I haven't met you, right? I'm Allison."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Allison felt mad. At first she had been sad and had even felt bad for him, but then she realized he obviously must not care, and that's when she began to feel a bit of anger. Sorry honey her ass. "You shouldn't want to die, Dal." Her words grew soft again as she sighed. Should she just give up on him? It seemed like the logical thing to do, but she decided otherwise.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]( I can't make museful posts on mobile xD )

There it was again.

Too late. Despite her words before, she couldn't help but wonder.. Was it really too late or would he be able to quit and get out? Lightly biting her lip, the feline found herself falling silent because there was that small part of her that understood she should probably just leave it alone no matter how much she disapproved. If she was able to get him to stop, she was sure she would've done so by now. He had made his choice and the soldier realized she'd be forced to go along with it. She'd have to stay silent and her opinion would have to be unspoken, although at the same time she's voice it clearly.

If she knew everything, maybe she'd be able to understand, but for now she was completely lost in what his motive was and why these poor- in her opinion- decisions were being made. Shuffling her paws around, the marbled tabby felt her heart sink. She didn't think he deserved to do this to himself, honestly, because even if she understood she still wouldn't think it was right. Not now or ever. It wasn't right to do this to yourself and that was where she stood.

"It's always too late.. Isn't it."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Moving forward, the soldier would look towards Pandorasmistake, frowning a bit. Punishment? Not necessary, she thought to herself, as she looked back to Dae casually. "As long as it wasn't an ally or nothing, there's no problem, I wouldn't think."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]The Argent would slip over carefully, keeping light cocoa eyes trained on Isaac, a small smile on her face.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Raids. Oh, she was looking forward to this. Noting what was said, she'd slip into one of the raid threads, a light smile on her lips.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]The brown tabby found herself slipping over, keeping to herself for the most part as her roleplayer tracked the thread.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]"Adelaide?" The soldier would murmur, swinging her head around to look towards where the general had limped off to, following after in a hurried manner. Protect. Protect. Protect. God, that's all she wanted to do, as well as help, which was the reasoning for the marbled tabby following behind at a far enough distance.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]"Allison," the marbled tabby would introduce before stepping to the side, that way he'd be able to pass if he wanted to. It's not like it'd matter if he decided to walk off or anything.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Allison didn't care. Seeing the body there just caused her to blink as she frowned. A warning, was it? Well, the marbled tabby was prepared for whatever was about to be thrown their way. She was always prepared.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]"I'm coming," the tabby would state. No point in asking, she had figured out, slipping up by where the duo was.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Allison hadn't really wanted to dress up, so she simply threw on some of her black clothing, including a leather jacket. She'd be a spy, she decided, which was much better than what she really happened to be. Bringing a fake gun that she just so happened to have, the teenager would smile a bit, heading to Raven's excitedly. Halloween; her favorite.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]The soldier would blink, tossing her head to the side to look in a different direction before her gaze was moving back towards Damon and she just nodded. "I'm Allison," she'd introduce simply, backing up a bit.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]"Blue team!" The soldier stated rather excitedly. God, this was going to be fun.

[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 450px; font: normal 14px Times New Roman; borderwidth=0px][justify]Crash landed? Sounded kinda funny if you asked her, but she allowed a look of concern to come across her face as the alabaster colored pup bounded over with a flick of her fluffy tail. "How can we help, mister?" The canine would ask quietly with a tip of her head.

[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 450px; font: normal 14px Times New Roman; borderwidth=0px][justify]The ivory colored pup was currently sitting as it sprinkled down on her, not seeming to mind the wetness that was brought along with the small amount of rain. Glancing up with firey orange eyes, she'd smile warmly before then gazing around. Oh God, she was bored. Hopefully someone would come along and talk to her.. or maybe! "Meet and greet?" Mairead had seen others do that before, so she was hopeful as she spoke, nose tipped up a bit.

[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 450px; font: normal 14px Times New Roman; borderwidth=0px][justify]"I wanna play," the approaching wolf pup would comment with a tip of her alabaster head, hoping for someone to pass it to her. Normally she saw felines playing this game, but hey, she wanted to try.