Posts by raivis !

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"Tama! Good to see you again!" He gave a dramatic bow, a dorky grin on his face. A familiar face, that was good to see. "Well, it's true you know! I think I will. I'll always be visiting here and there, I've already planned it!"

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Nah, he just snuck up on them. On purpose, even. He shook out his fur, frowning slightly as he brushed some leaves off his shoulder. Wasn't sure how they got stuck to him like that, but they had. Not very uncommon at all, really, he always had thick fur and that was simply a downside to such things. "Have you got room for another?"

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He wondered what the trainee was so freaked out about, since he just couldn't see it. Was she okay, at least. "Everything alright over here?"

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He had gotten into a bit of a fight with a rather irritated rouge, just trying to get the guy off lands he didn't belong in after he was caught stealing food and trying to take small pieces of the territory for his own. Unfortunately, he was not in the mood for confrontation and attacked first, though there was no time for questions later because he didn't want to hang about.

So, to get it over with quickly and efficiently, he stabbed John and ran off before trouble arrived. And the male hadn't even seen it coming, it just...happened.

Leaning against a tree while holding a small cloth he was able to get to his injury, John groaned in pain and at his own stupidity. Breathing hurt more by the second. His cloth was turning red, originally white, and the fur around the wound was slick and shining, sticking to his skin in a rather uncomfortable manner.

"Damn..."

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He watched at Alex just bolted forward for some reason, since he wasn't paying attention to any reason he could have for doing that. Then again, this was Alexander, so he wasn't even going to try and figure it out. He just followed close behind, blinking at the tarp...thing. A tent, right? "Huh." When did this get here?

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He let out a small, nervous laugh. That hurt too. "Guess not everyone can be civil." He just sat there, really not in any shape to do anything else, trying to stop the bleeding the best he could. He couldn't really focus, so he was a bit out of it for the most part. All of Alex's ranting went right over his head, up until where he called for a medic. Oh. Oh, cool.

"Yeah, I think so." Stop joking around, Laurens. You just got stabbed.

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He looked up at Rebelliousbehavior with a frown, tail slapping the ground. "First of all, yes. I am quite fine with that. Second, if this had been a real fight, I would've chased that good for nothing punk right out with his tail between his legs! I was simply trying to get him off the territory in a civil manner, as he was claiming what simply did not belong to him, but the brute decided to shove a knife up my chest and run off like a coward. Probably because he knew he couldn't beat a fully trained man, er...dog, bigger than he was!" Now he was ranting. That didn't help his bleeding, in fact it only made things worse, and he was cut short when he felt searing pain and clutched his bloody chest as his entire body tensed up suddenly. "Oh...God dammit!"

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Nudging Poe with a grin, John threw himself down into one of the beanbags and glanced at Alex and whatever he was reading. He looked around, tail wagging and hitting the side of the bag. This was actually really comfortable. He shifted his body, looking as if he just discovered something fascinating. "These are actually really nice."

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"Yo, might I ask what you're going on about?"

With a slightly confused look, John observed the stranger do...whatever he was doing. He looked pretty into it, though, like he found something interesting or was trying to figure out the secrets of the universe. Something like that. Wouldn't that be something.

It took some listening to, but he eventually figured out the guy was French, or at least spoke it. Whatever it was, it was still pretty cool. Though he preferred English, himself. Easier to speak for him. He was American, what'd you expect? That, and he just didn't ever have any time to study other languages, you know?

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"No, you know what's good? Beer's pretty good. But you gotta be careful with that. Some of it's just downright nasty. Sam Adams is pretty good. You want the real brew stuff, not something you just drink to get drunk. Then you loose the best part of drinking." Explaining the art of drinking to Poe, twisting around until he was basically striking a super hot pose ( not. He was just lying on his back. ), glancing at everyone else. Coffee was okay, he supposed.

// SUPPORTING HAMILSQUAD ALL THE WAY
*in the middle of a hamilsquad meeting*
john: *raises hand*
alex: what is it john
john: your ass looks great today
alex: john no

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Well, John had adventures to go on, things to see, people to meet. And yet, he found himself again and again drawn in by BlizzardClan. He wasn't sure what it was, but he went with it. It had to have been a good thing, no sane person went back to a place they hated.

He was simply relaxing in the camp the day of his rather quiet return, chewing on a stick he found. Not too thin so he'd end up breaking it, and not too thick to break his jaw instead. Right in the middle.

He watched the other BlizzardClanners pass by, talking about things and what to do for the day. He even saw a couple or two being cute and all that. Great.

He yawned, feeling a bit drowsy.

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Well, you got the name. Pleasure's all mine." He did a dramatic little bow, just because he could, and took a look at the other two. So there was the emo kid and a wolf puppy. Cool, cool. "John, if you didn't catch it."

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Someone else joined the group and he looked up at the sound of a familiar voice. "Alex! Hey man, how're-" He noticed how he wasn't...he didn't know how to describe it. He looked a little down, he guessed. It had to have been something more than that, but he just couldn't find the words for it. Never had been very good at that, but he knew when someone was a little off. "Hey...you alright there?"

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He glanced at Alex as he spoke, blinking brown eyes in surprise. "Wait...you know this guy?"

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He was singing Shakira and drinking from a glass bottle, which was actually a whole bottle of champagne. Usually he didn't drink something this...eh, fancy, but it was the only thing he could get his paws on. Besides, he liked how bubbly it was, and fizzy and sh!t. And the bottle was pretty.

And if those two things weren't weird enough, John had put flowers everywhere. He made bouquets and wrapped them in pretty ribbon, sending them out to everyone he could. The people he knew had theirs specifically labeled for them, as he couldn't say he knew everyone's name to do that for everyone. At least they got one, right?

And he couldn't help but make the prettiest one for Alexander, and it was only because he was feeling a bit down. Totally.

He got the story why from an npc who had been there, and of course he felt bad.

While the other ones he made were put together with the wildflowers he could find, he put together the last one for his bro with roses and these really pretty pink lilies. Hey, it had to be the prettiest, right?

And he had this little note attached to it.

Don't feel so down, Alex. You're a good looking guy, you'll find someone! I guarantee it.

- John

And there you have it. Champagne, flowers, and a slightly drunk John Laurens.

Enjoy.

"Daaaaaamn, this is good."

( idk man i got all this muse all of a sudden )

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wonderful and gay indeed

"Laurens. John Laurens." He introduced dramatically, bowing for effect. And since he wasn't a very classy fellow, he almost fell over. How embarrassing that would have been! He managed to pull himself together, though, pushing himself upright.

Then he saw Alex. The flower he had chosen to wear was undoubtedly adorable, though he wouldn't say that out loud...maybe. "You did? Well, I did my best. C'mon, don't get all sappy on me. Wait, no, keep going." He joked, squealing internally because god damn, what a cutie. "You look great, by the way. Loving the flower, it's a nice touch."

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so many cute ships i can't

i ship it all
all of it
no ship left behind

john is low key gay for alexander pass it on