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    At the sound of a voice, the female noticed a prisoner talking to her. How childish. Mastermind smiled softly and slipped towards the male; who also seemed to have Windclan scent on him. Gross, Windclan sucked. Any other clan sucked to her, really. The female's cold blue eyes staring at him, she laughed in her place, and came closer. "You lowly prisoners are quite fun to me," her smile became colder, eyes widening. "And you are?"


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    //it's fine!
    The larger female listened in silence, her expression unchanging. Gee, this kid really did have problems. Mastermind tilt her head, eyes flickering with interest, as she sat down next to the little one and smirked amusingly. "Someone's having daddy issues, huh?" Flicking her tail, Mastermind grinned thinly as he kept talking. Beat his father up, eh? Who sh*t in his breakfast this morning? Opening her mouth, she sat up taller now. "You want to hurt your father? Then do it." She giggled under her breath, amused. "If something makes you angry, then do something about. Words aren't going to help, y'know."


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    Mastermind had been walking around the territory again, looking for some fun. She was quite bored, honestly, and who knew what she was capable of doing once she felt that. The large female trudged with steady, unmoving eyes, a small smile on her face. It seemed like a lot of the Cartel members caught many people recently; that meant the other clans would be pissed. Mastermind noticed someone out of the corner of her eyes, it was Fenrus. Out of interest, she turned her head to face him.
    //rushed


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    Watching him with an unchanging expression, Mastermind lift her chin and listened. If he was already going to get sensitive by merely her presence, then this could get interesting. A smile curling at her lips, she came even closer, eyes shining brighter than before. "It would be wise not to get an attitude with me, babe." The tigress slinked quickly beside him, her teeth beginnibg to show.


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    "Oh, this?" She lift the needle up with a small grin. There was a jar next to it, actually containing whatever liquid was inside it. "Why don't I just read it to you?" Despite being a tigress, the female actually learned how to read; not that she did much of it in the first place, though. Grabbing the tag, her paw scanned the bold words, until it stopped on the word caution. "...has been known to cause intense diarrhea, headaches, and internal blood loss for the most extreme cases," at a sentence in small print, Mastermind squint her eyes and leaned in closer. "A common side effect is hallucinations and night terrors." Straightening up, she looked back over at Jekyll. "Welp, can't wait to see which you got!"


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    Continuing to come closer, his Windclan scent became stronger. Her claws unsheathed and Mastermind opened her mouth slightly, her pupils becoming slit. "My, my. You sure are a talker." Chuckling under her breath, the large tigress examined the male. "I would leave, but, you've peaked my interest, sweetheart. Well done." Smile growing, she tapped her claw to the ground, then her face suddenly lit up. Mastermind raced towards him, striking his shoulder violently. Maybe today wouldn't be boring after all.


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    The female rose a non-existent eyebrow, her expression annoyed. "It's not very wise to talk to someone that way, especially when you're a prisoner of someone." Her face melt back into a deep smile, filled with a grave emotion. "But who am I to stomp on your parade? It'll just make things better." As she said those words, the female rushed towards him, aiming to plant a bite on his shoulder. Talking was boring. Actions led to success.


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    Mastermind came over, watching Deathstroke with a confused expression. Who was this guy again? Whatever, she forgot. The large tigress slinked towards the male, her blue eyes filled with amusment. "Screaming like a baby won't help anything," she mumbled slightly, her face turning smug. People always had a way of walking her up around here, didn't they?


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    "Alright, gather around. It's time to dress up!" The large female made her way to the clearing, pushing a large object covered with a blanket. Eyes sparkling, she smiled somewhat fakely, yet her expression was bright. Adjusting her bow on her head, she flicked her tail as she began to explain her weekly task. "We're having a fashion show. I have a rack of clothes right here; go crazy babies. After awhile I'll be saying the winner!" She didn't really know if there was a prize, but atleast they would get an E for effort. The real winner in her heart would always be herself, though.


    //this was rushed but I knew I'd forget about it later rip


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    Well, Mastermind was there, an amused smile on her face. Blizzardclan had been quite a buzz for awhile, she remembered, and the large tigeess stepped forward while her deep blue eyes scanned the area. It was pretty boring so far, so the female would just wait with her claws unsheathed, hoping something half interesting would happen.


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    Pain shooting through her paw, the female shot it back quickly and smiled in his direction, thin trails of blood dripping down her fore leg. It hurt like hell. But she loved it. The large tigress stood up straight again, eyes empty as Mastermind began giggling again. Raising her paws, she aimed to strike Fenris in the shoulder, a grin on her face.


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    Taking a step back, Mastermind wiped her chin and kept staring at the prisoner, her eyes uninterested. At his comment, she grinned hard again, letting her herself down. "Aw, that's sweet. Who are they?" Ears peaking forward, she stalked low again, eyes creeping forward. Mastermind then swung her paws to hit him sharply, her face still unchanging.


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    Mastermind sat in a small corner by herself, what the female considered to be her "room." The female sat on a small hot pink blanket with a mirror and numerous knick knacks she would find (most of them were stolen, though.) With a smirk on her face, the adjust the bow on her head and giggled under her breath, eyes filled with amusement. On the wall there were photos; all of herself. There was no one else in the world that could satisfy her, after all.