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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][Here] is the link to the thread. ^^
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]You're welcome. ^^
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]It would have been a few moments after Hikaru left his little sunning spot before he made it back to the castle, taking a moment to absorb the nice scenery from above before he descended from his flight, landing carefully on the ground and heading inside. The air gradually got cooler as he moved further within the shelter, but he didn't have any intentions of spending the day holed up in his rooms again. Rather, his attention caught onto the form of a somewhat familiar face.
"Nice to know that not all adults sleep in late." Hikaru stated as he approached, though stopping near an empty suit of armor not too far from the feline ahead. "Going out for a jog or whatever?" Like hell if he knew what other people did in their spare time, he was just sort of longing for a decent conversation, which hopefully the tom could offer to the hybrid.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Right, he remembered her, sort of; he remembered that his half-brother had a thing for her. "I'm fine, fell from a tree though." Hikaru answered, looking to the injured female calmly and allowing his wings to lower slightly, though the larger wing to his right remained held in its slightly arched position- a result of the chimera attack.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"Not at all. I can help fit people in some if its too loose." He shrugged, making his way over to some of the weapons gathered there and taking out a rag close by, starting to clean a bit of smudge on it. I at least want them to look presentable, if they can't be used.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Normally Hikaru would have waited for a higher position to arrive and take the reins, but he wasn't going to leave some stranger sitting on their border, especially if it meant they were going to keep bellowing. The kitsune-dragon hybrid descended from a branch above, his vivid orange hues raking over the form of the wild cat with no trace of real emotion before he finally spoke in a collected tone, "Welcome to the Vanguard then. I don't mean to pry," Well, he kind of did. "But what made you leave your former group to come here?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Hikaru personally would have remained in place, though he could understand why the small canine would want to leave. "No problem. I can help you around the territory if you need it, maybe give you a basic insight on who's bull-crazy and who's nice to hang around if you need advise or any of that jazz."
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Nico's first statement caused the younger's pupils to slit, a silent growl resonating through his mind. There'll be a time where he will notice I'm not child any more, then I'll finally get some respect. Hikaru tried to assure himself, though he knew he wouldn't let it go. He never did. "Yes, I'm fine. A little blood isn't going to keep me from acting normally."
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Well, he was old enough now, though he doubted anyone would really care about it. "Sixth months of being looked down upon because I was considered a child, but now they'll have to watch themselves." Hikaru murmured, lips curling in a faint grin before he returned his expression to that of his normal calmness, peering out of his room and heading out, toward the coliseum. Perhaps this way he could find someone to train him, and if not that then perhaps a snack along the border.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"Good evening, Jessamine. How's the paw?" The male's vivid hues would glance at the injury, though quickly lifting as to not force any unwanted negativity. The question was merely out of concern for how she'd recover- if she would- and although he seemed generally ill-tempered nowadays, he still cared for his clanmates.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]--bump
open to.
-- friends
-- enemies
-- crushes (one-sided or two-sided; he'll get flustered over it since he's not used to affection)
-- short-term relationships (must develop from a crush first)
-- long-term relationship (must develop from a crush first, picky about)
-- capture (either him capturing you or you capturing him)
-- minor injuries (no removed limbs, innards, etc. scars allowed)
-- becoming a "familiar" (aka, following your person around and helping them with what they need; may result in a dual-membership for him)
closed to.
-- death
-- cripple
-- maim
-- forcing litters
ask about anything else.
Want to help contribute to his character?
Donate 20,000+ silver for a Scaredy Cat drawing icon [example] and the ability to cripple him, have him have a litter or two with your character (one night stands and drunk litters), and ask about anything else.
Donate 1+ power to unlock anything but death (including a scaredy cat drawing icon).
750,000 silver: Elemental Powers
250,000 silver: Hybrid Litter
Total: 1,000,000 silver
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Sure, who do you want to make it?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Then it probably won't recover at all. The male thought, nodding slightly in understanding. "Well, we'll get them back one day, and I'll make sure you see it happen." Maybe he could capture an Exiler and torture them, though it was somewhat looked down upon nowadays.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Okay, thank you Mesmei. ^^
And that sounds good Pen, who makes? (:
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]The trainee pondered over what else to talk about, his mind reeling possible questions she could answer. If he got in touch better with the others, it'd probably make him better known as a reliable source to his own clan. "You're not much older than quite a few trainees- I was just wondering how it feels to be a monarch at such a young age. It must be stressful, huh?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Of course, the hybrid child wasn't far from the conversation, a tiny mouse grasped between his jaws as he glanced between the two, soon to set it down carefully. It was still alive, but just barely. "Hikaru Fueguchi-Kindred Harbringer, though I usually just drop the fancy last names to say Hikaru. How're you fitting in so far Riddick?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"I heard that he was pretty young too; he made a good choice having you take his place, though." Hikaru never personally knew Alciel, but considering some people said good things about him sometimes, the winged wolf couldn't have been that bad to them.
//somewhat rushed, sorry!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]That's fine, and I'll go ahead and reply to those now. ^^
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Despite being younger and such, Hikaru had always been an active member of the Vanguard- be it trying to make armor or hunting whenever he got the chance (typically his own type of food preferences). It wasn't a surprise to find the kitsune-dragon hybrid walking along the border, but what was rather unusual was the scent of a stranger that lead into the territory. Holding back a growl of anger, he'd turn on his heels and begin to follow, his wings arched over his back so that he could burst into the air to dodge an attack if he must. By the time he caught sight of Della, he would have hurried forward a bit, soon to snap aloud, "Who are you and why are you sneaking around the Vanguard territory? Make it believable too, since I don't want to disappoint my superiors by saying I was sidetracked by some lost person." Eh, perhaps it was a bit rude, but that was just natural for him.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Hikaru almost never left the Vanguard's territory except to visit his mother in GraveClan, but oddly enough he held a nearly childish longing for adventure in his heart, and today was the day he wished to just explore a little. The dragon-kitsune hybrid was doing fairly well, keeping to the skies and trying not to pass over any hostile groups, but then a gun from below sounded, a bullet searing through one of his wings easily and forcing the creature to wince in shock, losing altitude quickly as he tried to get used to it. Hikaru managed to pull himself upwards, narrowly dodging new bullets from human guns below, latching onto a platform he found quite unusual- a floating island. At least I'm safe, The trainee would try to assure himself, but a small feeling of wariness crept into the back of his mind. Just where exactly did he end up anyways, and who might live there?
