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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar had been warm, cozy, it was as if he were floating in a warm cloud, but then, he wasn't. The sting of cold air hit the male like a hurricane, shocking poor little Traf. His first move of course was to move towards his fammy's belly along with the rest of his siblings. Warmth is what the child seeked, the ability to permanently remove the shivers that trailed down the cubs spine. Paws outstretched he shuffled himself closer to the warmth before finally managing to bury his head into his Fammy's belly, clambering to a spot where he could suckle comfortably. So this was the world he was meant to be in? This was his family? How peculiar this situation was for the newborn. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar sat in just one small area of the town, his yellow/grey eyes observing the various colours that burst out of the scenery. He had seen bits and pieces of his home but only now had he had the chance to fully explore the place he called home. A smile spread across the two month olds maw for a moment before his expression became neutral once more. Law rolled his shoulders back in an action to stretch his tender muscles, his eyes sliding closed for a moment of thought. He supposed he should introduce himself, from what he knew he had other family around here besides his siblings and Neptune so maybe he would get a chance to meet them. [b]"Hello? I'm Trafalgar Law but that's not my full name, you can all call me Traf or Law if you'd like" the cub didn't sound to excited about the ordeal but he still allowed a small smile to spread across his maw. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar had never been bullied, it wasn't really something that was explainable but he supposed he probably repelled the assholes. It took a lot to phase the child, he was laid back and generally quite uninterested in others opinions on him. If someone were to insult him he would simply hurl an insult back with a smug look, doing his best to turn the tables on the bully. Though it seemed as if that wasn't the case for poor little Bumble, perhaps he was scared but who knew. Traf moved towards his brother and other relative with a nuetral look, a slight hint of curiosity sparking in his yellow/grey eyes. What had happened to Bumble was a complete mystery to little Traf, though he could only hope it wasn't serious.

The child came to a halt beside Taccy, his brother. The tiger cub flicked his ears back and pinned them to the top of his head, his tail waving side to side. [b]"Are you... Okay?" if it hadn't been picked up already Traf's laid back attitude didn't really allow him much of a chance to give off some sort of friendly air. Not that he wasn't friendly, he cared deeply about those surrounding him he simply struggled in showing this. Ugh, how awkward this situation was for Traf. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Traf waved half heartedly at Taccy before turning in Fausts direction. Immediately the males gaze widened significantly, a ghost. He had officially seen a real life ghost, that was so cool. Despite the fact that he was excited he hid the fact and simply remained observant a smile remaining on his features [b]"It's good to meet you Faust" he dipped his head respectfully before turning to the next person who approached. "Floralpaw, cool name, good luck with all of that" he grinned before turning to amber as well "Good to meet you!"[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar approached with a hum and a skip in his step. Unlike most children his age the tiger cub was quite unphased by the idea of torture, in fact he felt drawn to the prospect. Maybe he could do something like this to someone, it seemed pretty enjoyable to him. [b]"Mind if I watch?" the son of Neptune would ask as he took an eager seat, a grin spreading across his maw. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar approached with his brows furrowed, what on earth was a beauty pageant? The tiger cub had no idea what so ever what this so called beauty pageant was, not that you could really blame the kid. Traf took a seat a little further off glancing at the gathered female and only furrowing his brows further, was this a girls thing? At the thought of that the tips of his ears turned pink in embarrassment [b]"What's a beauty pageant? It's not like a girly thing or something is it?" Traf couldn't be seen at a girls event, that'd ruin his reputation. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar despite his undeniable independence has been, for some unthinkable reason been following his brother. Unlike Taccy, Traf had, had his powers ever since he could remember, the ability to conjure up objects and grow medical herbs. The male had come to a stunned halt when he picked up only a snippet of his brothers gaze, woah. [b]"Taccy, Taccy, Taccy! Your eyes, their changing colours!" the boy shouted perhaps a little too surprised. If he had known what a rainbow was at the time he surely would have compared the strange phenomenon to one but unfortunately he had no knowledge of such an event. Instead, he simply stared on in awe at his brother, yellow/grey gaze wide. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar trotted up to the scene carelessly, his eyes halfway shut in a laid back notion, even so he remained observant as he took in Indianakit. It seemed obvious that he had the inability to feel pain which was a pain in the ass no matter who you were. For medics it made it impossible to figure out dosages and for enemies it made it impossible for torture. Atleast that was Trafalgar's way of thinking. [b]"I'm Trafalgar Law with an extremely long name but you can call me Law if you'd like," the cub had decided he liked the ring of the nickname, it just seemed to suit for some reason. "If you want I can stop the bleeding at least." What was largely unknown to the public was Trafalgars broad interest in herbs and anatomy, as well as torture which made for a strange combination. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]firstly i'd like to say welcome to satans lair

Trafalgar is currently a 2 month old tiger cub and the son of Morality and Neptune. He is one lil messed up ball of shit. He enjoys healing others but he enjoys torturing them as well, so, yeah. Anyways plot away.

[b]OPEN TO -
awkward friendships
torturing
capture
close friendships
interactions
enemies
rivals
threads

CLOSED TO -
relationships
death
litters
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I can make it in the morning if you want
it's midnight here so yeah [/fancypost]

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Trafalgar wandered the colour filled town with a curious glint in his yellow gaze fixating on one object before passing on to another. The boy was curious about a lot of things but certain things seemed to catch his gaze without any form of hesitation. Every now and then he would spot someone carrying around medical herbs or swords, his own desire to become a doctor would fill his mind and he would take a moment before continuing on his walk. Other times he would see people sporting clothing and other accessories, even piercings seemed to be in fashion. The boy desired something the spice up his own appearance, perhaps a hat or something of the sort would do the trick, though for now his shaggy black hair would remain exposed to the light.

The slightly dorky looking boy was drawn to a sudden flash of light a few streets away, I mean, who wouldn't want to know what on earth that was? Glancing around at his surroundings in an observantly hesitant manner he would assess the situation, seeing as there was no immediate danger his legs took off in the direction of Emma. He came to a halt as the girl came into the five year old's view, his yellow eyes widening in complete and utter shock. So far when she had seen her she had looked slightly sloppy in his opinion with a simple hoody and such. Now, his cheeks turned a light shade of pink and his ear tips burnt red, she was pretty. Trafalgar looked her up and down for a moment, the child's hands growing fidgety [b]"Emma? Are you... okay? You look pretty."
fails

how traf looks atm

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Citrus, that was a peculiar name but he rather liked it to be completely honest [b]"aye, nice to meet ya Citrus" he allowed the corners of his lips to turn up in a sort of friendly smirk. Next Trafalgars yellow gaze fixated on Emma, curiosity giving his eyes an odd shine. "Sass queen...? My dad?" The male bit back the urge to snort at the prospect and settled for a slow nod, good to know he supposed. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar wanted to learn how to fight but he also wanted to learn how to heal. His brows furrowed in dismay as he drew unrecognisable patterns in the street at his feet. He had many dreams of being a great swordsman and on top of that he wanted to earn himself a rep, a name he would be known as throughout the clans, The Death Surgeon. It was a childish ordeal but no matter what anybody said that was his goal. A sigh parted the boys maw before he flopped back on the pavement and closed his eyes in the hopes of taking a nap.[/fancypost]

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I was thinking what if Traf and Tac had a character bond?

Yes! Bumble is so adorbs, they need an interaction thread first though so who makes? [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar had happened to be at the previously mentioned event and now the slightly... awkward boy found himself here in Starbucks. The boy firmly gripped 20 bucks in his hand as he pushed open the door before walking over to the counter. It was a mystery how he had attained the money, perhaps he had nicked some of Neptune's cash, or perhaps someone elses but who knew. His gaze fell upon Flora and Em, he knew both of them so it would be rude not to greet them. Good thing Traf was trying to be a rebellious little shit and instead of a proper greeting he only waved at the two. He really wanted tea from this place but seeing as he had never been to Starbucks before he had no idea what sorts they had or even how to order it.[/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar was currently sitting just outside of the town, the various colours in the town and territory never ceasing to surprise him. Despite that his mind was on another matter, in front of the child a large book lie open, several different fighting moves displaying themselves upon the two pages. How the tiger cub came across this book? He had been doing more exploring of the town when he had found a house that was much like a library. Traf, after accidentally knocking a shelf was buried in a pile of books, luckily the cub had survived and the first book he sighted was one on martial arts.

The male had been reading through the book for about an hour now, his gaze flicking from one thing to another as he absorbed the information much like a sponge would water. The tiger cub had quickly decided this was something he wanted to learn. Finding a tree the male would stand on his hind paws and begin to punch and kick the tree as the book had instructed. Swinging his body into the throws and glancing back at the book here and there for tips. It appeared as if Trafalgar Law had found himself a hobby for the moment. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Trafalgar had been worried about Bumblekit after he had sighted him in such a terrible state. Though the male had been extremely awkward about it he had been worried about his relative. Tacitus had been able to manage the situation far better then he would've though. The tiger now sat by a pole, his back leant against the metal and his eyes closed as if he were napping, though he was simply listening to his surroundings.[/fancypost]

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hereeeee

imma see if I can buy it now bc that'd be adorbs [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Perhaps it was a sibling thing but Trafalgar sort of knew that his brothers muteness caused him distress. The tiger cubs ears perked and his nose twitched as evidence of his brothers arrival came to light. Yawning he sat up before blinking lazily, only remaining with one eye open in some strange unknown gesture. [b]"How you holding up?" came his lighthearted introduction, the boy folding his tail around his paws.[/fancypost]