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  • A SPOON FULL OF SUGAR MAKES THE MEDICINE GO DOWN | open, human high school au

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    Oh, a newbie. Nero forced a small smile on his face. "Math? Oh, that's..." he looked up and around to pinpoint the direction. "[color=#9C1E1E]That way: first hall to your left and last door on your right. Simple enough," the sandy-haired senior shrugged. "[color=#9C1E1E]You got it?"


    Ah, shit. Now he was late, and to his father's class no less. He glanced up at Benedict and looked quickly away. Maybe if he didn't see him, it wouldn't matter.
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    [color=transparent] #roanoke

  • I can see clearly now || Open, joining

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    "What Infernopaw said," Nero echoed as he padded up. He didn't mind the conglomerate of mutations, though he looked rather odd. The creature didn't make any sense, to him. But oh well.
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    #roanoke

  • GUESS WHO'S BACK? // open, murder attempt

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    Nero stood by silently as Hundergames killed the tom. He wasn't sure who Hawkcall was, but apparently he had been a known enemy from the way his Clanmates were reacting - or rather, not reacting.
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    #roanoke

  • I CAN'T SEE && power discovery

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    "I can certainly hear you," Nero said flatly, deadpan. "Try pushing something. If you go though it then you're a spirit. If you can touch it then you're just invisible."
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    #roanoke

  • I can see clearly now || Open, joining

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    "Well then, welcome to WindClan." Nero didn't really see the points of coming to these, it took mere seconds. Now if there was a fight... oh that would be brilliant.
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    #roanoke

  • LIGHTS INSIDE THEIR EYES ! open.

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    The sharp and foreign scent pierced though Nero's listless wandering, and he turned his attention to the bush. He spotted the small kitten - tiny in comparison to his size - and looked around for a trace of who had left her there. Well, nothing.


    The eight moon old stood there awkwardly. The kitten was sleeping peacefully, he didn't want to wake her with nonsense questions. So he stood there, sort of on guard.
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    #roanoke

  • LIGHTS INSIDE THEIR EYES ! open.

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    "Your bedside manner needs some work," Nero said flatly to Polarispaw. The serval crouched down, meeting Feferi on her level. "Hi there," the eight moon old murmured, his tone gentle. "You're in WindClan, are you okay? Don't worry, you're safe. My name is Nero, and this is my friend Polarispaw."
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    #roanoke

  • LIGHTS INSIDE THEIR EYES ! open.

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    "I didn't see your mother, little one, and I arrived before Poolarispaw," Nero said, still crouched down. He shot an amused look at Polaris, deciding that he liked going along with 'Fef'. His limbs were getting tired, so the seval laid down fully. He gave a sharp look to Castor. No need to frighten the child. "Friends?" ... Nero blinked, his head tilting a little bit. "We can be so, I suppose," he said slowly.
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    #roanoke

  • Damn it, Jim | M+G+Q+A with Benedict

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    Nero coughed at Kayi's question and then covered his mouth with a front paw. He resisted looking at Benedict, his dad, instead he cleared his throat. "Did you want to come back?" he said, deciding that he wouldn't just be a creeper anymore. He would participate now, dammit.
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    #roanoke

  • Damn it, Jim | M+G+Q+A with Benedict

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    "He's my father," he responded with a tiny nod. The serval then shut his maw to hear the answer to his question.
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    #roanoke

  • LIGHTS INSIDE THEIR EYES ! open.

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    "Trust me, I know the feeling," Nero muttered, thinking back to his father. Eight moons of his life had passed, and only now did his dad - Benedict - have an active role in his life. And it wasn't even that active, he had the whole Clan to look out for, not his young son. "We can look, but maybe she left you here for a reason, Feferi." He leaned forward to try and nudge her shoulder in a what he hoped was a comforting gesture.
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    #roanoke

  • i still get jealous ] re-joining, open.

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    "Welcome back," Nero commented, not really knowing who this was. Perhaps another warrior who couldn't handle WindClan's heat, hm?
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    #roanoke

  • GUESS WHO'S BACK? // open, murder attempt

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    Nero's ears flicked back as he caught Feferi's scent behind him. His cinnamon eyes darkened when he saw her. What was a kit her age doing observing this? "Hey," he greeted, dipping his long neck to nudge her. "We should get you back to camp hm?" The young serval sheathed his claws - Hawkcall's blood still on them - and aimed a lick to her head. She must be terrified, judging from her scent.
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    #roanoke

  • Damn it, Jim | M+G+Q+A with Benedict

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    "That wasn't my question, father," Nero said, noticing how he evaded his inquiry. But guessing from what he knew of Benedict, that was for a specific reason. Perhaps he didn't want the whole Clan to hear that he didn't want to. Nero hummed and shrugged, showing that it wasn't important. His father wanted to keep secrets? Fine.
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    #roanoke

  • LIGHTS INSIDE THEIR EYES ! open.

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    "Well until we find that out, why don't you come with us back to our home, WindClan?" Nero suggested as he finally stood up. "If you want, we can check this spot every day to see if your mom comes back."
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    #roanoke

  • GUESS WHO'S BACK? // open, murder attempt

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    "Let's go, then," Nero decided. Gently removing his leg from Feferi's grip, he crouched down so his back was in reach for the kitten. "Wanna ride?"
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    #roanoke

  • (we have traveled land and sea) (open, covenant leader)

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    "Why do you question him?" Nero asked, a feline eyebrow raised. The answer seemed obvious to the young serval, but Nero knew that he didn't have the rank to tell this... beast off.
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    #roanoke

  • It's Time for Shiningjewel to Be Happy

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    "As it always does," Nero added on as he walked forward. The young serval nodded to his Clanmates in greeting and swept away some snow to have a place to sit.
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    #roanoke