Posts by Inigo B.

"I'm sure they all just want to be fashionably late." Observes the feline with a wink as he pads over. Man, these Ruiners sure did know how to throw a party, and even though Las isn't really an official member yet, the kinship of the members here was seeming to draw him in. Maybe he would make his residence here a permanent thing, he isn't sure. But the boy knows one thing, he's gonna turn the hell up at Nadine's party, make some noise! And hopefully liven things up by attracting more party-goers. But before he does so, it is only customary to greet the host, another lovely lady! How great. "This party is quite lovely, miss, much like you. I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting. The name's Laslow." He bows theatrically to her, a charming smile upon his face. He really needed to get some friends or something.

"speech."

i'll take the blame for this tragedy —— tags.

To be honest, all his talk about being great in battle was a complete, flatout lie. Laslow was agile enough and he was oddly strong for his age, but the eight month old boy is certainly rusty, which is why he is drawn over by the call of a training session, eager to learn. The blue point feline strides over with long, graceful steps and seats himself. Waiting for further direction. He waits for only a few seconds before he can't help but open his mouth again. "I'm willing to learn anything you'll teach me. I'm Laslow, by the way.

"speech."

i'll take the blame for this tragedy —— tags.

In a way, everything, including his dancing, feels a little odd without the presence of his mother. He sort of wishes that she were here, maybe she could guide him on how to be... well, less of a boy and more like a man. These strangers provide him some sort of amity but something feels like it's missing, which is why when Crimson begins to dance with him, and the body with his mismatched blue eyes notices, he stops for a moment, pensive. He likes that his new groupmates are... taking interest in his hobbies, but letting people in is a little foreign to him, he doesn't know where to begin.

But then something else comes over him, a small wave of happiness and belonging fills his heart with glee and he is soon elated that there is someone that is okay with him here, so he continues on tip toeing paws, moving around the older Crimson with a dashing smile. Then the music stops and he gives a little chuckle. It wasn't perfect, but he would likely think of it for the rest of the day. "You really carry the spirit of whatever you're doing, very admirable." He compliments, trying not to sound too forward. He wishes he could wink after he says that, but then there is another that approaches him and the blue point now addresses her with the same familiarity that encompasses his trusting nature.

"Dancing is for everyone, love. It never hurts to try."

Tags in my fancypost, he is eight months and tends to travel around a lot. But he is starting to really like the SR and is thinking about staying. Around males he is very friendly and uplifting and respectful, around women he gets pretty flirty! He is a generally positive guy, but he tends to be very trusting, insecure, and gets manipulated very easily. He is pretty much trying to mask his shyness, sometimes he gets a little too caught up in his act.

He is open to pretty much anything, including having y/c take advantage of his naivete but I don't know if I want to break his spirit just yet. He is also open to love plots but i'm pretty picky about that stuff.

he needs a mentor as well! plot away!

Well that was fun, too bad the people here give him a weird pompous feeling. He isn't too keen on those were selfish and unwelcoming, and so the boy, with the scent of the Sanguine Ruins and the Blackheart Rogues freshly taped to his pelt, makes one final stride as he collects what he had left in this temporary place. Nobody is going to miss him, but Laslow think's it's better that way. Perhaps he will come back if he wants to sight-see the islands again. This clan is lucky to have a beautiful territory.

And so, he writes a small note, thanking the BlizzardClanner's for their hospitality, but... no thanks.

You guys have great facilities but in the end the people here aren't for me! You do you though, sorry I didn't stick around long!

- Ini Laslow Borealis

He curses himself for almost writing his real name instead of his alias, but then shrugs it off. None know why he doesn't simply use his old name anyway, they have no idea what he is hiding from. With that small note, he leaves what can only be considered a parting gift for the odd squad. A small plate of... muffins? Interesting.

With his dues done, he leaves skipping off towards the desert knowing that hey, at least he tried.

/ic opinions

/copy+pasted thread sorry

He has been travelling for quite a while, and it is only a matter of time before the handsome young man finds himself on BHR territory, feeling himself engulfed in an odd, unified scent. There is no stopping him when he steps foot into the chilly land of the whispering pines, a shiver runs down his spine when his paw pad makes soft contact with the earth. Laslow is aware that this place isn't very ideal for his finer tastes, but he has voyaged a long way and frankly, the inexperienced mercenary would take what he could get.

There is a fire within him, one that intends to spread happiness in joy in dire times. He comes equipped with nor a sword nor shield, but his hopeful expression of jubilee is enough for the boy. A blue pointed tail swishing against the floor of the forest, Laslow seats himself, taking in his surroundings with vigor. Another day was only another chance to do something correct, to meet new people. Perhaps he would even meet a lovely lady, and they could go out for a meal, I am getting ahead of myself! Exclaims the gray-haired boy in his mind, snorting at himself. I must at least think about asking her first! Now, perhaps this way of thinking is rather odd to others, it feels as if there is no optimism to speak of in any of these clans. Laslow believes that is why he was sent here, to spread joy and laughter.

But it starts with one place, this place. And for now, the young feline must wait - he knows how this goes - wait at the border, become initiated. While his loyalty, above all, belongs to his duty, there is no harm in staying a while and settling down. Although he has already attached himself slightly to the Sanguine Ruins, as evidenced by the trace of their scent that he dons on his coat.

No need to worry about meeting on the border, Laslow is a traveler and will visit any clan to spread happiness (although he has been told to avoid the exiles)

He is around eight to ten months old. He needs a mentor and he is pretty flirty with the ladies ; )

he's up for pretty much anything, so throw stuff out there to your hearts content

The traveler is attracted by the concept of selling wares, so much so that he is tempted to buy something. Oh man, he really wants a sword - or a shield, so he can really be the mercenary that he always wished he was. And so the feline strides over on blue paws, eyeing the young mythical creature with a kind gaze. Laslow never thought of in all his time as a traveler, that the possibility of selling things was an option to him. Maybe instead of selling physical items, he could put on performances. While that idea is heartwarming to him, he shakes it out of his mind breifly. That was a little bit absurd, he isn't even that talented.

He thinks about Kiragi's offer for a moment, pensively weighing his options. He is shy in his demand, shrugging his shoulders and looking away with a small blush. "So... ah, do you carry... like, swords n' stuff?" The probability of the boy being able to lift anything larger than five pounds is low, but he just wants it so the ladies will think he is cool.

/hae-rose, did you play ruined innocence??

Lucky for him he is nice to pretty much everyone, as long as they aren't on his bad side, that is. He wants things so go as planned, so when he is approached by a Rogue his first instinct is to brighten his smile and puff out his chest. He sure is small for his age but that does not matter, he has wit on his side, and that isn't something, in his mismatched eyes, to be discriminated against for. The pretty boy dusts himself off and greets the young child with tones of warmness, his accent lavishing the area around him with optimism. It is a theatrical speech that mostly everyone receives upon meeting him, a wink and a pose later, his speech is complete, it goes as follows. "I go by many names, young child! But they call me Laslow. Who's they? That's for me to know and you to find out."

He flips his hair to the side, as if brushing off applause. In his mind they are cheering his name, though in reality he is standing in front of three strangers - two of which, women - making a slight jest of himself. So to Clove, he gives a charming smile, noticing her unease and hoping to lift her from it. The Ruiners, to him, are sort of nice. They find joy in his dancing and they accept him, quirks and all. It makes him feel a tad secure in his insecurities, which is why he has committed for longer than any other group he has visited so far. To the kitsune, he purrs lightly. "Hello love, a beautiful evening we have tonight! Almost as beautiful as you." It is a genuine compliment on his part, though many take it as flirting, he simply enjoys looking at Clove. Her purity in white is astonishing to the young boy, who has received a less than ideal birth body for himself.

Then there is the silent stranger, approaching. Pregnant or not, no woman was safe from his love, so he gives her a light smile and says bashfully. "And you have very pretty, sun-coloured eyes. Everyone is just lovely.""

/i played lostboy innocence and juvenile innocence, also she was in colouredclan where i played lucinda

Maybe people think of Las as a womanizer, but the blue point only believes that those people simply do not know him like he knows himself. He only wishes he could have a little more confidence, then maybe he could follow through on his kind words and build lasting relationships with others instead of this wall he has now. The small feline watches as a man approaches, one that is quite confident in style and nature. Who the hell has the guts to rock a bowtie these days? All Laslow thinks as he opens his mouth, his that he wants to sit down and have a long conversation with this guy. Because he could surely teach him everything he knew.

He register's Clove's blank reaction and only frowns. Awe, he sort of wanted to cheer her up. Maybe he'd find a way to do it later.

With his mouth agape, a smile stretches across his maw when Jerseyboy speaks, planting a paw in the middle of his chest as a sign of flattery. "Lover boy, that is so kind of you to say." He gives a small chuckle, before attempting (and failing) to connect the dots between Jerseyboy and Clove. He nods to what he thinks is the correct response, while he is not immune to flirting with taken people, he has the audacity to at least wait until they were not present. With a determined smile, Laslow nods to himself. "Ah, I see. You're a lucky guy!" He chirps thoughtfully, before answering the next question. "Ah yes, my business. My apologies. While I can give out free compliments on the border all I'd like I'd much rather do it perhaps somewhere I can call home. You see, I am a traveler, I have recently journeyed from the Ruins - lovely people might I say - and I was wondering if I could crash here a few nights.""

Laslow is fully aware he doesn't have many friends to partner up with, so he looks around wildly, searching for someone close to his age... and well, size. The male doesn't find anyway that really clicks with him, so he blushes slightly. It seems that Faustus really wants to impress Untamed, so Laslow would leave them to it. He was respectful enough to chill for just a little while, plus, Untamed sort of acted more like a dude anyway. "Ah, would anyone like to be my partner?"

/ah no, different inigo from the fire emblem games <3 love inigo montoya and he would definitely use his lines psh

The young domestic feline is a tad awkward it seems, sort of reminds Laslow a bit of himself when he was a kid. The young man tries to make his mannerisms as welcoming and jubilant as possible, as to distract from his previous transgression and to get a move on because he really needed to sort his things out. The kid smiles warmly at the smaller kitten, wishing that there was just a little bit more height between them. Many often still confused him for a child. "That's a pretty cool name, Seamus, did you know it means "ocean" in another language?" It actually doesn't, but he took the word "sea" from the name and went with it, maybe then the kid would think he was cool - and the ladies would think wow he is really good with kids. Pausing for effect, the boy then cocks his head to the right at the mention of a church. He isn't aware of a church on this territory, but he'd role with it. "How generous! Which way to this 'church'?" He asks, looking around excitedly and waiting to follow anyones' lead.

"I man like me would never keep you waiting!" Purrs the optimistic apprentice, approaching behind his golden tiger clanmate with a happy grin. He is actually quite enjoying himself in the desert, as dry as it was, and the influx of ladies was certainly helping his ego. A bushy tail wraps around his legs, and he awaits the womans response, but not before adding in a small compliment. "May I just say, though, you have lovely green eyes." He finds himself being drawn to them, they're perhaps his favourite body part on anyone - as eye colour really did say a lot about someone. What did Laslow's eye colour say about him? Well he had one dark blue eye and one sky blue eye... so maybe that he wasn't fully being himself.

Sadly for Slait that he isn't gonna get to be alone when nosy Laslow is around. But on a lighter note, Laslow is much more impressionable than others and would probably jump at the opportunity to play hero and make any child happy. But he is not going around poking through other people's rooms, he is simply trying to move some of his stuff into his own room when the sound of a grumble, followed by a groan, encourages him to peak into one of the rooms and... there is a child, he doesn't look so happy. That is when an idea sparks Laslow's imagination, he could make this kid happy and surely someone would notice. As always, the blue point is certainly eager to impress, and so, not really caring about his volume, he begins a small monologue.

"Hello there small child! Your grumbling tummy makes me believe it has been a while since you have ingested food! And you seem to be majorly down in the dumps right now... can I, a woeful traveler, get you anything to lift your spirits?" At this point, the young boy is determined to make this kid, however grumpy he may be, happy. He would definitely stop at nothing even if he had to make a fool of himself.

"Stone, Pebble? Hm... do you have a sibling named Boulder?" The easiest joke in the book to make, three people had already made it. But that was alright, the dancer padded over with light, jubilant steps, stopping in front of the kid and eyeing her with mismatched blue eyes. He had always taken a liking to children due to their generally upbeat nature, it was a stark contrast compared to most of the adults in this clan, so he happened to enjoy it very much. "The name's Laslow Borealis, it is my greatest pleasure to meet you!" Laughs the feline, plopping himself down on his butt, his ears alert like the child he was.

Laslow had never been very protective with his time, nor did he believe in himself or his fighting abilities. But the young male wasn't aware of his reputation around the clan, what did the other teens think of him? He hoped they liked him, because frankly this had been the longest he had ever stayed in a clan.

His dark blue paws made indents in the soft earth as he walked, examining the flowers with a curious expression like he once did with his late family. He knew they were likely grown by an NPC with flower manipulation. This time, though, he did not pick any of them off. He simply watched them, there was nobody to give them to, being all alone in this barren desert despite having so many people around.

/rushed and im so sorry hehe