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i was scared of dentists and the dark
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I WAS SCARED OF PRETTY GIRLS
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[align=center]and starting conversations!
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Clio padded up to her older sister, purposely trudging behind her so if they encountered any dangers, her sister would be first to notice. She didn't do well under pressure, both of them knew that. Her hazel eyes drifted to the ground and she felt dirt clog up in her paws. It had always been like this since their mother had died, on the road and foraging for scraps.

Clio hated it. It was selfish, she knew, but she longed for a better life. Was it always going to be like this? Gods, she hoped not. Her paws ached for a violin, or any kind of musical instrument for that matter. Yet, the only sufficient instrument they had come across was a worn down pocket harmonica. She considered making another instrument out of it; one that would suit her needs better. But she would probably make a mess out of it, leaving her with no instrument at all. Yeah, she'd better leave the tinkering to the Hephaestus kids.

Burrowing her angular face in her pale salmon scarf, she made funny noises to fill the tense silence. They weren't words of course, so no colors filled her vision. Clio frowned behind her scarf. [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; height: auto; margin-top: -18px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px; font-family: segoe; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 25px;]
— CLIO J. BENNET
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Ugh, too much words, although luckily not enough so that she would have a break down. It just irritated her a bit, and vibrant swirls of green hues danced into her vision. Clio craned her neck upwards so it seemed that she towered over all of them, even though she was sure she was the youngest person here minus her sister. She narrowed her eyes as she stared at each of them, as if evaluating them. "Hmm, yes, well. What Mary said." She spoke at last, cracking a smile.

Considering the silverblood's offer, she looked over to Mary. Clio sighed and adjusted her scarf. "If you really want to." She muttered, her hazel gaze drifting over to the Sunclanner.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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//bruh what da heck
Clio raised a pencil thin eyebrow and padded over to the fountain beside her sister. "Wow nice invitation you sent me," She mumbled and watched as purple blotches appeared in thin air. "Oh wait! I never got one." She huffed and stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. Jeez, she was like the next Maleficent. Watch, soon she'll have her own pet dragon and hate sleeping princesses for the rest of her life. Just dandy.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Hmm, fair enough. Clio liked being babied, though. It gave her a false sense of security. Anyway, this was one of those...meet and greets? She wouldn't know, she was too busy fighting monsters and other unspeakable things for 3/4 of her life. "Hey y'all," She mustered up some fake enthusiasm and grinned mischievously. "Right, so I'm Clio." The hot twin, she added internally, and bit the inside of her cheek to keep her from laughing at her own bad joke. Apollo, hot, Sunclan. Oh, man this was hilarious.

Too bad no one could hear her.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Perking her ears at the sound of her name being mispronounced, she faced the ebony furred deputy hesitantly. "Did you just call me Clip?" She blinked in confusion. Certainly the viceroy was mistaken, the two names didn't even rhyme. It wasn't like it bothered her that much, but really? Clip?
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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The femme nodded understandingly. No need getting embarrassed over it, it was a common mistake. "Yup, that's me," She smiled at Cain before grinning defiantly at her sister, swirls of yellow appearing into thin air. "Mhm, keep calling me that, Mare-bear." She dropped it to a low whisper so that only Mary could hear. "I dare you."
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Oh cool, another joiner! What was the routine again? "Name and business." Clio stated, quite loudly actually. She trudged over, taking note of the stranger's delicate appearance.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Dam[n]. Clio thought she had that one. Mouthing the words 'this isn't over' to her, she teared her gaze away to face the dragon hatchling. "Oh hey there, cutie. I don't believe we've met before." She smiled politely, forcing her face to soften so that she wouldn't scare him away. Not that she was scary-looking, but she could be a bit impulsive. "What's your name?"
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Sauntering over, the feline sat by herself. "I'm Clio." She breathed out. Lately it seemed all she was doing was just introducing herself over and over. It was tiring.
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//creys bc fantasy life tho

"Welcome to Sunclan, I'm Clio." She grinned at Yuelia, her ginger tail trailing behind her.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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"Fah-len-kit." Clio repeated, grin still plastered onto her face like a sticker. "Did I get it right?" She added softly, adjusting her scarf ever so slightly.

Craning her neck so that she could see who had spoken, and blinked. "Hey there, I'm Clio."
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"Wow, get a load of this nerd over here." Clio piped, not being able to resist the urge of taunting her sister. As she strolled towards the growing crowd, she heard muttering overhead and her face turned upwards to see Yuelia. "Yikes, how'd she even get up there?"
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Clio huffed and struggled to think of a new comeback. Nothing. Oh well, she was going down swinging whether she liked it or not. "Oh, I'm sorry, was I supposed to be offended?" She muttered. "Because the only thing that's offending me is your face." Yup. That was the best she could do. The comeback gods were probably shaking their heads at her right now.

A cluster of turquoise and red blotches decorated the floor, and Clio shifted uncomfortably. Her head started to pound, a migraine forming. Ah, yes the synesthesia returns. Too much words, perhaps?
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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[ friends w/ clio?? owo ]
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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She took a deep breath and sat beside her sister. Why was Mary even here anyway? Probably the same reason Clio was. Yeah, she wasn't going to spill anything. Maybe she could learn more about her clanmates from this; possibly get some dirt on them. Actually no, she wasn't that cruel. She didn't think they even knew about her um..situation. Nevertheless, Clio fidgeted relentlessly while sitting and looked at the ground.
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— CLIO J. BENNET
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Sunclan was pretty cool so far. Treading through the village of abandoned neighborhoods, Clio thought over her life. Yup, it was pretty terrible. Now it was time to start something new. She could lie and tell everyone that she led a life far different than her actual one; that was the ideal thing to do. Here in Sunclan, she could be anything she wanted. And all she had to do was tell one little lie. Feeling the breeze sweep through her coarse matted fur, she stopped at a small creek nearby and sighed.

Surely anything would better than what she and Mary had to go through. Even death? Clio asked herself.

Even death.
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Here!
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Well. She probably wasn't going to get along with these people well, except for Extrakit; Clio didn't understand anything that came out of her mouth, though. She was self absorbed, girly, AND often thought about death. She decided to keep quiet and shifted her scarf so that it covered her mouth. How fitting.
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[ its ok uwu ]
Crap. Fluttering open her once closed eyes, the feline craned her neck to see who had spoken. Purple dots and blobs flood her vison and appeared throughout the air as the words rang in her ears. Ugh, if only everyone could see the colors. But no, Clio had to get stuck being the crazy one becaue of her 'disorder'. Screw that. Blinking in confusion until the dots cleared up, she finally raised an eyebrow. "That's what they call me, yeah." She grimaced, acknowledging Petal's presence.

"And you're Flower...right?" The feline furrowed her brow. "Oh, Petal! Yes. That's you, right?" Imagine if she said no. Talk about embarrassing.
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Woah woah woah. Mary stole comic books? Her sister was a total deliquent, Clio knew it. "Is there anything about Harley Quinn? Or Poison Ivy?" She called out. Ah yes, she was obscurely obsessed with lady villains for some reason. It was one of her few weaknesses, if anything. Along with heroines, of course.

Okay, anything that had to do with kick.ss ladies was her ultimate jam.
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