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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Well, there wasn't enough people here yet to practice sparring. What could he teach them in the meantime, that would be useful?


    His and the others's roleplayers had, quite obviously heard about the new rule changes to the site, one of them being that powers were now free. There might be more people from other Clans that possessed the power of telepathy, which gave Anthony somewhat of an idea.


    "I-If you do not have telepathy powers, one of the harder attacks to defend against are mental attacks. And most of them render you unable to battle, if even for a short time." Anthony began, even though he was sure the two older felines knew this already. "One way to avoid these attacks, once you are able to, is to distract your enemy then hit back harder, if you can."


    The mercenary hopped off of the rock, standing in front of the two and shuffling his front paws. "This move is a pretty basic one that you most likely already know, but it could be useful against mental attacks." The black lab paused and pointed to the ground in front of him. "The first part is to simply distract your opponent. You could fake from side to side quickly, or even roll to one side. Your opponent will think you have gone mildly insane, and you will most likely break their concentration on you with you moving randomly.


    "The second part is to dart to one side of them. If they're big enough compared to you, you can quickly move under them and kick their underbelly hard. Or if you are bigger than them, you can sptwist uponto your frint paws and kick them hard in the side. That will halt their attacks for the time being, and you can retaliate harder before they attack you mentally again. Like I said, i-it's a basic move, but a useful one. And, of course, you can change it up however you see fit." the labrador explained. "Since I am pretty sure both of you already know this move, would you like to try practicing it on each other for now?" Anthony said, more of a question than any sort of command.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]We all experience those evils
    *shudders*

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony padded over quickly, hearing the Kaiser's summons, and he stopped at one side of the trail. "W-What can I do to help, Seija?" the mercenary asked. After all, the campfire was his suggestion, so he was of course willing to put in a lot of work to make it happen as well.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]I'm going camping tomorrow •v•
    I'll most likely be back Friday or Saturday
    Adios amigos

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Dumb question,,


    So the Clan is now just called the Arcane?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony was pretty much in the same boat as Dylan, as in he had also started to become inactive especially once Seija had disappeared. The young canine looked even more anxious than he usually did as he approached the group with a worried frown. He was happy for Peregrine, and he personally felt like she would make a great leader if even only a temporary one. The Physician taking charge in Seija's absence was really the one thing keeping Anthony from the deep end of intense worry. Okay, he was still very worried.


    The canine took a seat near the back, giving a tense smile when Peri welcomed the newest members. "W-Welcome, everyone..!" the male managed to say.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony doubted he'd be able to become the Physician trainee, even if he wanted to. The mercenary was much better at combat and not much else, in his opinion. Oh well. He'd still be sure to pay full attention to the herb training session, as healing knowledge would always be useful should there ever be an emergency.


    When he heard his name mentioned, the labrador puppy nodded his head solemnly. Once his roleplayer had gotten back from camping, she had still been busy with more stUFF. Anthony was going to continue being active now, however. He didn't have any ideas currently, as he couldn't think of anything fun while he was still so worried about Seija, but he would be sure to tell Peri once he did have any.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Welcome back Verdi :D

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Yeah, this guy wasn't making any sense.


    The mercenary was the next to approach the others on the border, his floppy black ears perking slightly while he listened to the conversation between Peri and the newcomer. The young canine halted next to Bubua, tilting his head as he looked at Jesper. "W-Welcome to LithiumClan, then." Anthony greeted him, giving him the best smile he could manage despite his current mentality.


    "You are.. now a 'weird cat thing'?" Anthony continued, looking just as confused as Peregrine did. "Does that mean you weren't originally a cat to begin with?" He had known some members of LithiumClan to switch into different bodies as a power, such as Snowfire. Maybe that was what happened to Jesper?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px](( IM FEELING THINGS ))

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px](( ANTHONY IS BARISTA TOO ))
    (( MWAHAHAHA ))


    Anthony hated this job. He hate hate hate hated it. The atmosphere was not his thing, he didn't even drink coffee because he didn't know if it would affect him at his age of fifteen (and a hALF), and he didn't really need to drink it either. But most of all, he hated this job because it required him to talk to people.


    Now, he wasn't one of those people that just generally hate other people. He simply wasn't good at communicating. He stuttered, his hands shook, and he just couldn't hold a conversation. Not to mention the fact that most considered him to not have a sense of humor at all. He totally does have a sense of humor! Just like, only sometimes.


    Unfortunately, he was forced to take this job for reasons he didn't feel like sharing. So currently, the teenage boy stood up straight at the counter as he typically did, his black hair falling into his light brown eyes as he looked down at his shoes, hoping that customers chose to go to some other worker to place their order.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony was the next to approach the border, looking a bit confused as he read the note. He wouldn't participate, even though he wasn't 'romantically involved'. He was pretty sure he was too young, for starters. And also, he found it a bit strange to compete to marry someone you have never met before, in his opinion at least. It was an interesting idea though. "I agree," the lab puppy said quietly in reply to Dylan.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony jumped about a foot in the air when Scarlet slammed his money down on the counter. "Y-Yes, sir!" the teenager blurted out quickly, turning around to face the coffee-making equipment, and not the extremely hyper little boy.


    Although Anthony didn't like this job in the slightest, that didn't mean he wasn't good at it. The barista grabbed the different containers and a medium-sized cup for the boy, before mixing in the coffee with milk, sugar, and syrup with quick, well-practiced movements. After blending it, he quickly added the ice and a thick spiral of whipped cream, before grabbing a cherry and placing it on the top.


    Anthony turned around and inched back towards the counter, placing Scarlet's order down. "Th-th-there you go, sir."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]*pap paps Bunny*


    When is your birthday? c:


    SAME I was playing yesterday and a Bulbasaur was on the tracker but like ?? where he at

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Cookies. Anthony immediately got war flashbacks to that one party where he tried to take a cookie all stealthily and ended up failing miserably. But it was even worse now! There was someone at the table! Sure, she was his Clanmate, of course, but socializing was socializing.


    The puppy decided to do only the natural thing and stand off to the side silently, his light brown eyes fixed intently on the pile of cookies.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px](( aah track + will reply tomorrow ))
    (( I also want some romantic angst up in here first ))

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony jumped in surprise when Kakima spoke to him, although he supposed he was being pretty obvious. The mercenary shuffled his paws, taking a small step forward. "W-What, me? I-I don't want a c-cookie. What makes you think that,,?" the young labrador replied quietly. He had to be stRONG.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]SEIJA. SEIJASEIJASEIJASEIJA!!!


    The mercenary bounded up to the border, his black tail wagging back and forth at record speeds. He halted next to Peregrine, staring at the ex-Kaiser with wide light brown eyes. "S-Seija! Y-You're back! You're okay!" the labrador gasped. "Wait, you are okay, right?" Anthony asked quickly, scanning the female for any serious injuries while Peri looked at the bruises, which seemed to be the only major damage she retained. "Y-You have to tell us everything that happened..! I mean, if you want to. And you have to rest first!" Anthony said sternly, running a few feet into the territory before turning back around and doing it again in a panic.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony and Dylan thread? c:

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-15px;width:412px]Anthony x Everyone


    Pereija is Otp forreal