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[justify][font=times new roman][size=25pt]&& GRIMM [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; font-family: georgia; color:#E42217][justify] In Character Grimm stuck close behind the two. "Who says you aren't?" he hissed under his breath, watching the two's back. Grimm's breaths were heavier than usual. It's not everyday these types of things happened all the time, and this set him on edge. He was more aggressive than usual.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 170px; height: 85px; border-radius: 0em 0em 0em 0em; font-family: georgia; color: #E42217]About the Character
[justify][font=times new roman][size=25pt]&& GRIMM [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; font-family: georgia; color:#E42217][justify] In Character "Guys!" Grimm boomed as they approached the church, trying to get everyone to come outside. His tolerance level was at an all time low. The more they had walked, the more time he had to think. To think of all the ways these two could harm anyone in his group. Sure, most were strong, but there were ones like Natalia he had to look out for. The more humanoid survivors weren't necessarily weak, but their small stature wasn't an advantage either.
[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 170px; height: 85px; border-radius: 0em 0em 0em 0em; font-family: georgia; color: #E42217]About the Character
[justify][font=times new roman][size=25pt]&& GRIMM [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; font-family: georgia; color:#E42217][justify] In Character "Oi, Cheetah. You're in charge of these two for a bit. Attack if they become suspicious. I need to go gut and preserve the deer before the meat spoils. Who's in need of a new cover? The fur can make at least one." He looked around as he hauled the animal over one shoulder, watching the group expectantly.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 170px; height: 85px; border-radius: 0em 0em 0em 0em; font-family: georgia; color: #E42217]About the Character
[justify][font=times new roman][size=25pt]&& GRIMM [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; font-family: georgia; color:#E42217][justify] In Character "That goes for all of you. Watch them closely. There must be at least three people at all times watching." Grimm pulled out his dagger as he dragged the animal a hundred yards away from the church. Hurrying back into the church, he grabbed an old corn sack and brought it back outside to the animal. One swing was all it took to break through the beast's thick hide. Inch by inch, the stomach came open, innards spilling across the grass. Grimm kicked those away, only focused on the muscle. Cutting large chunks, he set them neatly inside the large corn sack one by one till the deer was picked clean. The skin was next. All Grimm had to do was tear it right off it's back, cutting it off at the neck and mid-leg. With a pouch full of meat and a new skin in his paw, Grimm returned to the church, immediately laying the meat out and dowsing them with salt to preserve them.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 170px; height: 85px; border-radius: 0em 0em 0em 0em; font-family: georgia; color: #E42217]About the Character
[justify][font=times new roman][size=25pt]&& GRIMM [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; font-family: georgia; color:#E42217][justify] In Character Taking meat off from over the fire, Grimm tossed it onto some old cloth. "Come and get it guys! God only knows what gangs will be snooping around with the smell of meat on us." He took a piece himself, counting out the other chunks to make sure there was plenty, and started scarfing it down. A purr escaped him as he tasted the muscle, relishing on the rare food as if it were his last.
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[mergedate]1374782182[/mergedate] Accepted! :3 In the rp, Grimm has brought back to trespassers wanting to join the group, and a deer he's cut up and is serving in the old church. The others are mingling around.
It's tough. Everyone's all awkward and changing and crap, but once you're in highschool, it's like BOOM. Everything starts to fall into place. Guys get more mature, upperclassmen make great eye candy, and teachers are cooler in my opinion.
