She looked down at her paw rather sadly. "oh, I didn't notice." was all she said. "I'm eternalkit, nice to meet you both. And it'll be fine, its not like I can feel I-" she stopped, mentally slapping herself for bringing up the fact she'd been born with nerve numbness, and so she couldn't feel the touch of others, pain, nor the heat or cold. she could be dying and she wouldn't even know it.
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"yeah... well, I also have another dad, finnishwars, but that's not the point" she said, flashing a small smirk.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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"it wont sting." she said simply. She nodded at each person in turn, and though she was rather pretty, it was ruined by how sad she looked at the mention of pain. She didn't seem to notice or care for the herbs on her paw. But really, she was so numb she just didn't feel it. She didn't explain further. "And has anyone seen my mother?"
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oh, Quinn liked this Dominic guy already. Twirling her baseball bat and popping her bubble gum loudly, she waited for the victim to reply so she could give them a good whack in the side. Blunt force attacks were more fun because it was much more painful and drawn out.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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"hey kliddo, stop making messes. Someone might hurt them selves." she mused, flashing a small smirk. She conjured up a broom and dust pan, and swept the glass away, before looking at the bloody ground. "Pretty," she murmured, before bouncing away.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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Quinn padded over, saying nothing for the moment. Oddly enough, she had respect for this guy who was covered in wounds, so she decided not to be a smartass to him, despite it being how she usually greeted people.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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Quinn bounded up, a smirk on the harlequin like features of the felines face. "Who's this shit head, and can I poke him with my bat?" she asked. And by poke him, she really meant beat the shit out of him until he died from blunt force trauma, as she twirled her bat in thought. Nah, she couldn't do that... he had armor, and she might ruin her favorite bat that way. oh well.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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"the wound, the pain, the touch. the weather even. I feel nothing," she mused, a faint spark of self hatred flashing in her eyes for a brief moment. "And her name is wineglass, and she looks... her eyes are wine colored. " she said simply. The crimson feline flashed a smile towards Dan, liking how he didn't pester her with questions as the others did.
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Quinn simply smirked, rolling her shoulders, before saying, "Touch my bat and you die," with a look that said she meant it. She set the bat down, and just.... leapt, straight into the water. She landed neatly in the center, paws able to touch the bottom easily. "Hm, not bad," she said, flashing a shit eating grin.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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Her eyes darkened for a moment. "I've always been this way. and I don't know, I guess I wish I could, but I've never really thought about it. " her left ear twitched. She was lying through her teeth. Her left ear always twitched when she lied. She conjured up a bottle of beer, already half empty. "Anyone want any?" she offered, taking gulp of the bitter liquid.
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"not really, but it's rather satisfying." she mewed, grinning darkly.
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The small pink toned fawn looked around, baby blue optics soft, warm, and full of kindness and innocence. The girl quietly called out in her melody like voice, "Meet and greet please."
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She laughed. "oh c'mon now, what's the fun in being told to do stuff? even my daddies never told me what to do," she replied with a fake little pout, absentmindedly humming Chick Habit as she twirled her bat.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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She aimed to punch mirae, using her spike bracelet that was now wrapped around her paws as a weapon. She aimed for the face or chest, intent on punching until the bloodclanner bled.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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She laughed cheerily. "can't help it, kinda got hooked in the womb," I mean, what did you expect from a cat named wineglass? Her mother had drank while she was in the womb, and drinking helped her emotions be just as numb as her body was. So it was like a cure to her, once she drank enough of it anyways. She took one more gulp before the bottle vanished, and she grinned cheekily. "there, it's all gone, see?"
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Eternalkit, fresh from a bottle of wine, grinned cheerily as she called out, "Hey, anyone who's up for truth or dare better get over here and play!" and grinned to herself. The true crimson child with her plum hued speckles was a sight, especially with her matching plum eyes and collar.
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She smirked. "No. I just feel like enjoying the satisfaction of breaking your face a bit longer" she said, punching twice in a row, both aimed for the captive mirae's cheeks or chin.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 325px;]
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"its very nice to meet all of you," the fawn said, flashing a shy, sweet little smile. "I'm Bubblewrap, but I go by bubbles."
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She grinned at blitzpup. "Only if you need me to," she joked, but in reality she didn't like sharing her drinks. "Hm, lets just start now. So hm.... praguekit, truth or dare?" she said, flashing a mall grin.