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Posts by calliope c.v.
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[hr]added everyone up and distributing badges now c:
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[hr]Callie raises a hand and waves lazily back to Skel as he walks in, her gaze mostly fixed on the peanut suit he's wearing. "You'd think I'd be used to seeing you in that the second time around," she murmurs softly, eyebrows knitting together on her forehead. "But really... It just gets weirder." Then he's stripping- And he's practically naked.
Calliope lets out a small, strangled noise before quickly averting her gaze, eyes briefly skimming across an angry-looking Sylmae before planting itself on her hands. "So, um, Zombie, when did you learn to cut 'air? You're not self-taught, are you?" Look anywhere but at the half-naked guy, that was the goal. She glances to Tord, blinking at his unruly hair with a small smile before appraising the rest of Zombie's customers. "I didn't even know this place existed."
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[hr]She'd been out every day in the fields looking for someone. Looking for a trace of him. Listening for his voice, maybe a trail of cereal or square things. Anything that would show that he'd been there and that she wasn't just wasting her time and possibly endangering herself. But there was nothing. Ever since Red had tortured Boypaw, he'd been elusive. She'd only seen him during his patrol to ScarClan to look for someone.
Past that, there was nothing. Red had told her not to visit him - 'He's our enemy, whether you like it or not!' - But Boypaw's personality was addictive for some odd reason and she missed him and his appreciation for her dark humor. She'd been missing around camp a lot lately just so she could look for him.
It's another day with no luck, though, and now Calliope's sliding through the trees smelling of lavender and mint. She always masks her scent before returning just so Red won't get pissed and demand to know where she's been. It's the only thing she can think to do, and aside from her scent nothing would really be out of place. She's still limping along as usual, still stumbling over 'h's and shying away from 'dirty talk'.
The sun's low in the sky right now, though, so there's a sleepy curtain hanging over her gaze as she settles in the shade of the library. If someone needs her, then surely they'll come and get her. But until then, she needs to catch up on the sleep that she missed while she was out searching last night.
// pls excuse the ramble + the wait rip
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[hr]i'm so sorry it took me so long ; o ;
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[hr]"Buzz Daddy," Calliope breathes as she makes her way over, slightly narrowed eyes locked on Dalliance. That was what Nos had called him when he'd switched to his fly body, right? Or was it someone else? She's not entirely sure. Quickly, though, her attention switches to the rest of the group before falling to the daisies at Sugarskull's feet. Based on the gathering, she assumes that it's a meet-and-greet; rarely do people gather to introduce themselves just for the hell of it.
The ten-month-old spirit occupied a slightly younger feline body as well, and the sight of another cat makes her feel slightly less reserved for some odd reason. Possibly because the number of cats is slowly dwindling, replaced by bigger and stronger species. "Your name is Sugarskull?" She says, but it comes out as a question. Repeating someone's name always helps her to remember it, and it also gives her a chance to make sure she's pronouncing it right. Of course, with the faint French lilt to her voice, she over-pronounces the vowels a little bit. It's not something she can help, but it still bothers her.
The girl settles by Studentpaw's side, lichen-colored eyes blinking slowly as she takes in the stranger's form. Then, with a sincere - albeit slightly awkward - smile, she offers her name: "I'm Calliope. Call me whatever you'd like to, really... But it's nice to meet you, Sugarskull." Callie chews on the inside of her cheek for a moment, the silence unsettling. "I 'ope you're enjoying ScarClan so far."
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[hr]Callie had planned on responding to Kasimir, but Dodger had it covered, it seems. The girl listens carefully to Kas' words, ears perked. "I see... Well, it's not a problem. Everyone makes mistakes, right?" She couldn't get mad at him for accidentally crossing the border. Besides, he wasn't too terribly far within their boundaries. He also posed no threat. Back a few months ago, Calliope had been hiking and had walked all the way to ScarClan's camp before finally stumbling across someone. That'd been awkward and difficult to explain, and speaking with Diable in French for a bit had probably failed to set her in a favorable light.
Anyway, it was in the past. If someone was upset about Kasimir walking across the border, they'd get over it or they'd forget in a day or two. "Welcome to ScarClan, then, Kasimir. Like Dodger said-" She glances at the deputy with a small smile; his presence is comforting and familiar- "Feel free to stay here as long as you'd like. If you need anything, just let us know. I'm sure we could explain how things work around here if you want. Water...? Mhm." The girl glances to Zombie, Sylmae and Dory as they walk up, since she's still not sure where the water supply is, having just moved. She's sure there's a river somewhere, but she continuously stumbles across it by chance.
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[hr]This was a rushed post (Bluebells sincerely apologizes). Calliope trots up on Caf's side, her eyes briefly flashing to him before falling to Dorian. "Welcome to ScarClan," she echoes Breakdance, blinking curiously at the stranger. The Brotherhood... Didn't Bane lead that place? Or he had, anyway. She was sure of it. Shrugging to herself, the girl continues, "I'm Calliope. It's nice to meet you, mister. Call me whatever you'd like. It doesn't really matter."
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[hr]Ahh, promotions and demotions. Calliope was rather tense - she'd been absent lately for personal reasons - but she trotted up anyway, apprehensive green gaze locked on her leader. Maybe this time things would be announced in a more timely manner, so she didn't have to squirm nervously the whole time?
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[hr]1) why he so cute
2) whAT IS CREAM ?? pls (i'll respond tonight oops c: )
3) why does he think keeping his past a secret will protect people ; 0fEEL FREE not to answer any of these, bab !!! it's all good B )
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[hr]noted !! c:
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[hr]congrats everyone !! ((:
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[hr]LITERALLY LAUNCHES CALLIOPE AT YOU.
( #2 could be from windclan; calliope could go looking for b and get fought while she's there ; ) )[hr][align=center]
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[hr]Calliope slinks up beside Nos, her wide green eyes locked on Jade. She's not entirely sure if she can accept event ideas or anything (the exact extents of her job duties had never really been laid out) but she'd still listen and offer feedback. Since Nos had already asked the question, she remained silent.
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[hr]Caf was promoted? So were Jemma and Stu. Happily, the girl rumbled and nudged the little white cat sitting beside her. "Congrats to those promoted! You all deserve it." She was quite relieved that she wasn't getting a warning, and quickly the tension drained from her shoulders.
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[hr]// rolls calliope over like a lil burrito
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[hr]updated ! sending bane his badge. gave jade 3 points instead of 2 since there were 2 separate plot threads c:
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[hr]can i have the scarclan Achilles badge on this account as well as my main account ? thanks in advance !!
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[hr]Ahh, Calliope had been planning on hosting their Settling In party tomorrow morning, but it seemed that she'd waited too long. Frowning in slight disappointment, the girl listened to the rest of the announcements with vague interest. If there was more than just fighting going on, then she would attend the games; otherwise, she wouldn't.
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[hr]// b a be
Calliope's making her way over at something halfway between a leisurely walk and an awkward, hurried hobble. Her feet are dragging and skimming across the ground toward the stranger, but her eyes are glinting with a vague sort of curiosity. "'Ello there, mister," she greets him as she gets closer, ears perked. After a few seconds, she settles her rear on the ground and curls her tail around her bad paw, eyes appraising the man for a moment. "I'm Calliope. Call me whatever you'd like. But, um, could I possibly have your name and business, please?" The standard rote, yes, but she's sure he won't mind her getting straight to the point. Afterwards, they can talk as much as he'd like, or she can help him out in whatever way possible.
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