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  • DRINKS, DRINKS FOR EVERYONE! ✦ open, smoothie-making class!



    Walking over to the scene, Hudson wasn't limping for once. Whatever entity that had shifted into his body gifted him with another arm and because of that he could walk properly again despite the fact it felt out of place along with he new voice in his head. It was like a devil perched upon his shoulder, but no angel to counteract it. It was rather difficult to handle but he couldn't stay away from everyone forever.
    Hearing Coralie's little veent that was going on Hudson made his way over and sat down next to Ramses, smiling faintly as he mentioned Croc with the coconuts, but he otherwise stayed silent.

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    Remember that night | 3/27

  • dream maker's [o, return] gonna make you mad



    Hudson was quick to arrive at the scene, eyes blazing with a blackened shade that was foreign to the whites of his eyes, Seeing Newt collapsed he raced over and skidded into a halt right next to the tom before speaking with urgency.
    "Are you okay? Can he carry you? What did they do to you?" He then let out a low whine after his words before staring off over the border of the territory with rage in his core. The fur upon his spine rustled with fury as he thought of the people who were out there, the people who had hurt the man.


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    Remember that night | 3/27

    Remember that night | 3/27

  • dream maker's [o, return] gonna make you mad



    At the call from the other, the retriever halted and turned to look at the tom who was limping over in a pained fashion. He'd step over, closer to the other man, pressing himself up against the feline to help support his weight. Newt was too injured to be walking and definitely too injured to be chasing after a dog.
    "I'm here, I'm here don't worry I'm here." The man would say in a hushed tone, his eyes resting over the other's frame in a fond but yet panicked look. "You need to rest, I'll help you get on Teph."


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    Remember that night | 3/27

    Remember that night | 3/27