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on plastic beach[hr]
plastickit // male // sunclan // lavarocks xx asterfall // 3 months // homoromantic pansexual // defenseless // attack in #0ad6a8 // pm for capture, no kill or maim // tiny red spotted tabby w/ liquid, leafy green eyes // powers: none
"Oh! Oh!" He let his chest puff out as he began. "'M really skilled in da field of 'uman medication! I 'ave a lot o' books on it, and know 'ow many doses people need, whot mixtures are bad and good for someone, whether dey need pain killers in pill form or morphine, all o' it in da 'uman medical cabin!" He listed the things he was good at, before he looked up with enthusiasm.
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