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AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018

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AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« on: April 06, 2018, 03:33:27 PM »
The sun was bright and hung high in the sky. Today was a good day for a meeting- things had been easy going up until now. Today was the big one; promotions, news, and other exciting announcements. Needless to say, Leigh had grown much more confident in himself the past two weeks. It showed as he stood tall on the icy balcony looking out over the main chamber of Snowbound’s camp. “SNOWBOUND, GATHER FOR A MEETING!” the unicorn would call after a few moments of quiet. He would watch and wait as a few npc’s approached and looked up at him, expectant and eager. It was a welcoming sight in comparison to his first attempt. “I got a lot of things to go other with you all today so get comfy. Firstly, you all must’ve noticed my brief absence. I’ve attended a meeting with three other new leaders who have established their own groups a few miles out from Snowbound’s territory, so we got some new neighbors. First off, we have The Typhoon, who allowed us to meet on their island. They’ve labeled themselves as warbound, but until we see them as enemies- if at all-, I better not see anyone harassing them for any dumbass reason. They’re pretty cool- pirates I think they call themselves. Next is The Ascendants, a peaceful group, so we shouldn’t have any issues with them. Lastly is Tanglewood- also warbound. Same rules apply to them- in fact, just don’t be dicks to anyone unless there’s a good reason, yeah? The last thing we need is trouble. But all in all, everyone seemed pretty cool. ” Cool indeed. Two of them almost ripping out each other’s throats at first sight was definitely not cool, but there wasn’t any reason to get involved in other clan’s problems so he’d leave that part out. “So right now, everyone’s a neutral. Moving on, I’m gonne set up a little all-day camping trip for everyone. There’s gonna be games and food and tents and stuff. It’ll be better than what I’m saying right now I swear. ” He paused. “Next up is promotions to fill up our new ranks which you can read about in the guide, so stay tuned.

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #1 on: April 06, 2018, 03:41:41 PM »
Mobile track! C:

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #2 on: April 06, 2018, 04:03:49 PM »
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A meeting? Jacob perked his ears and began to make his way over, barely suppressing a wince as he moved. Today definitely fell into the category of 'bad days'. His legs had been giving him trouble all day, even with taking a walk and taking an extra dose of his usual herbs (of course, all the ones that were non-habit forming and were safe to take. He made sure to be careful about how he treated himself, just as he would if he was treating someone else). Still, he supposed a meeting would be a good distraction and it'd be good for him to spend some time with his clanmates to get out of his bad mood. He listened as all the news was listed off and found it especially interesting the Typhoon would still be neutrals. Perhaps Leigh was counting on the fact the attack with London was a solitary event and there hadn't been anymore displays of aggression since. He listened quietly, nodding along to show comprehension of what was said. When Leigh paused, he stayed silent. There wasn't much for him to add right now.

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #3 on: April 06, 2018, 04:21:51 PM »
Ivylee perked up at the leader's call, pausing her play to wander over to the meeting place, plopping herself down next to Jacob. She smiled brightly, happy to be able to gather with all her clanmates again for another one of these meeting things. The little pup gleamed up at Leigh, her sapphire eyes opened up wide and ears pricked, prepared to listen and focus on Leigh's words. No, these meeting things seemed far too important to get distracted during. Ivy, being such a young child, didn't have the largest attention span, but she sure would try to stay focused during meetings. Still, as she listened, she couldn't help but wiggle and move around, but at least she was listening. So there were more groups? And Leigh wanted them to be nice to all of the groups so they could be friends? Yes, friends! More friends was always a good thing. Ivy didn't quite understand the term 'neutral', but she understood enough to know that they were't supposed to cause trouble with these other groups, and to the kid that sounded like enough for her to translate it as making friends. The other thing that was announced was the camping trip, which caused the samoyed to bounce up and down excitedly. Camping sounded so fun! "Okay!" She woofed cheerfully, though tried to settle herself down once again so she can focus on the rest of the announcements.
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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #4 on: April 06, 2018, 04:25:39 PM »
melantha is fairly confident that none of the topics to be discussed within the meeting hold any relevance to her person. given her recent arrival, the young wildcat's knowledge of inter-clan workings is next to none. but that does not mean she should not attend. in fact, mel is quite interested in hearing the announcements, as it is a wonderful opportunity to start learning some important information about her new home. hopefully she won't have to stay long--not that there's anything wrong with these people, she just wants to find her family--but it never hurts to learn about one's surroundings. only fools  and the desperate go into a new situation without taking the time to learn how things work. okay, so maybe she is feeling a bit desperate to return home, but mel is not foolish. the wilds have cultivated her young mind to be cautious and calculating, planning out every step so she can proceed with minimal obstacles. survivors quickly learn how to be efficient. thankfully, snowbound is peaceful enough that melantha no longer has to simultaneously watch her back while trying to sustain herself and teach herself new skills. here, she can just focus on learning and bettering herself. she smiles at the thought of how proud her parents will be when they see how mature she's become. her heart aches at the thought. already, their faces are growing distorted within her mind's eye, and she can longer longer remember their scent. what's next? will she forget their names, too? or maybe just forget them altogether? mel quickly ends that train of thought, refocusing on the present task.

large paws guide the graceful wildcat silently across the terrain, stalking through the shadows and the people, avoiding congested areas and places where she could be easily noticed. while mel does not fear for her life in this place, she still distrusts everyone who lives here. they might be allies, but they are strangers too. the girl is too paranoid to allow herself to let her guard down. that's how people are betrayed and taken by surprise. eventually she finds a place towards the back, rolling back onto her haunches while she listens to the leader's words. what's his name? leigh? she cannot decide what's stranger: his name or the fact that he is some strange equine with a spiral horn. she's discomforted by the knowledge that the person in charge is in the shape of a creature which she has feasted upon several times before. feral horse is always a good substitute when deer is nowhere to be found. enough about that-- tanglewood, the ascendants, and the typhoon. she files away those names for later. thus far, the meeting has been interesting, although she is not quite sure how she feels about a camping event. mel does not exactly trust any of these people to spend the night in the same area. there's a reason why her den is outside of camp.

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #5 on: April 06, 2018, 10:28:52 PM »
The term "meeting" was not foreign to the young girl, but in this context it was. London had no idea what was going on as more and more people came to gather around this lovely creature, one she had yet to ever see around before. Then again, she hadn't seen too many creatures at all in her lifetime anyway, and especially none as strange and alluring as a unicorn, only in storybooks. Taking a tentative seat among the crowd, the clouded leopard remained silent as the announcements were made.

London would begin to form an understanding for this new kind of meeting, it was basically just a time when everyone gathered to hear announcements by what she could only assume was their leader. At the mention of the typhoon, the girl's optics would travel down to the bandages on her chest, wondering if that incident may have a reason to "see them as enemies." Although, perhaps it was better that the unicorn hadn't written them off like that just yet, perhaps it was a misunderstanding. That woman probably wouldn't have hurt her if she knew that she was jeopardizing a future alliance. Surely that was it. The idea of camping was an interesting one, and London knew she wouldn't be opposed to it, in fact, the youthful clouded leopard was rather excited for it.
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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #6 on: April 06, 2018, 11:37:13 PM »
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Pierce felt like he was finally settling into this place. His family had yet to arrive, but he refused to lose hope, certain that Riddler wouldn't just leave him like that, especially not when he'd left him in charge of caring for his daughter. He would never just keep her from Pierce, right? No, of course not. Besides, Pierce couldn't imagine never seeing either of them again. They were coming, it just took time, and patience on his half- for now, he'd try to calm down and settle into his new home so they'd have a nice place to stay when they got here.

It'd been a while since the serval had attended a real meeting, not like the little intro one Leigh had held in Pierce's first week in Snowbound. This was gonna be one with news of politics and rankings and a ton of things that were a sort of comfort to the dappled tom, familiar. He'd attended dozens of these in the past, he knew, under many different leaders. It would take some getting used to, seeing Leigh up there, but it was no big deal. Instinctively, amber visionaries swept the crowd, as if looking for his friends or family to sit with. He spotted Mike almost immediately, and began taking half a step toward him before he remembered- they weren't friends here. Everything they'd been through, everything they'd done for each other, Mike had forgotten. Biting his lip, Pierce took a seat at the edge of the crowd instead, tail curling tightly around his paws as he listened to what the equine had to say. Don't be dicks to anyone? That wouldn't be too difficult for Pierce, though he wasn't sure how he felt about "mean clans". He was familiar with them, he was sure, and some people from them had to be nice, but the thought of a clan existing just to be bad kind of rubbed him the wrong way. It was whatever, though. A camping trip sounded fun, though he doubted he'd go unless his family had arrived by then- he was kind of terrified of getting lost and them showing up after. You know, normal stuff. Oh, and promotions, too?  He had a feeling he'd held some sort of ranking in his old clan, though he had no idea what it was. Nodding along with the announcements, he muttered a soft, instinctual, "Noted."

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #7 on: April 07, 2018, 12:34:53 AM »
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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #8 on: April 07, 2018, 01:53:33 PM »
KILLUA
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Meetings were all the same when it came to Killua's experience. He had been in the clans long enough to figure out the pattern that they always had with each other and that eventually they would continue that pattern without anyone trying to spice things up. But meetings were supposed to be this way, such as had been the way the conferences were held in his family. they would go over the same thing and it would have the exact same format over and over again. Killua usually found them boring because half the time there was nothing that really interested him. Sure there were promotions, but when he didn't already care about ranks there wasn't really any need to pay attention to them. What kind of promotions would there be anyway? Killua had bbeen the one to go around and make sure to look at every joiner that came into the clan for his own reasons. Nowadays though, he was twitchy thanks to what had happened when he had visited the Typhoon. The assassin silently made his way over toward the crowd, his large ears listening to what the horse had to say. His sapphire blue eyes narrowed though, and his claws slightly unsheathed themselves as he lashed his tail. Killua moved himself so that he was in the front of the group. Did this guy have no idea what had happened when he had disappeared? Killua clenched his jaw as a scowl formed across his facial features. "I don't think the Typhoon is as nice as you think geezer. Did you not know what they did to London? They nearly killed her!" Killua hissed as he gestured toward the albino leopard. It was obvious that the other had been out of the loop, but now Killua wanted to see. He wanted to see whether or not they would be willing to try and take revenge or at least figure out why something like that had been done in the first place. The other of course could question how he knew it was a Typhoon member. He wouldn't go into details about how he could have killed the caracal in a matter of a couple seconds. The assassin usually didn't like thinking that others were weak, especially when other clans were evolved. So what would the Unicorn decide to do about something like this. Killua wasn't looking for any sort of fight with the other, he was just seeing where the other was going to stand when it came to violence. London did almost die thanks to her hemophilia. If Killua hadn't been there, he was pretty certain that the other would died from blood loss. Something that could have been easily fixed if a animal had the right tools for the job.
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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ N/A |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):


PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #9 on: April 07, 2018, 05:58:17 PM »
His stomach lurched as Killua spoke out in protest against the recent attacks. Leigh was fully aware of the attack on London. He had been wanting to save this talk for after everything was out of the way, but seeing as it had been brought up early it would be easier to go through with it instead. His ears flattened once the young male had finished speaking, and he cast a sorrowful glance towards London. "I am aware of the recent attack and I'm sorry..." he began. "But we can't jump to conclusions and retaliate. I'll be damned if I risk any of you on the possibility Typhoon had purposefully attacked us. I'm already preparing to visit them and hopefully speak with their leader and get things cleared up. Whether or not we may be facing a to-be enemy- I don't know." His worst fear was adopting an enemy, especially when they had injured clanmates. He let his gaze trail over everyone who had gathered. "But it will be dealt with. I promise." Once again, he would let his clanmates speak if they wished, offer their own insight on the matter, before he would move on to rank announcements.

"The last bit of business to take care of are the ranks. If you will accept this, Jacob, I'm promoting you to Frosthealer. I've seen your work with medicine and I think you would be a wonderful start to our medical team. Killua, you're young, but you work hard and I admire your passion for your clanmates and your home. If you'll accept to put up with me, I'd like you to be my Snowseeker, my second-in-command." Leigh paused, looking hopefully at the first two to be promoted. He'd wait for their reactions before continuing. "Lastly, Jerseyboy, Ivylee, and Cry, you've been great lately- welcoming joiners and keeping the peace- and I want to promote all three of you to Lionhearts. I know you'll make Snowbound proud." Jersey was dependable. Maybe a little rough around the edges, but Leigh liked him. Ivylee showed real promise, despite her age. Cry was even more curious-er than the other two, he thinks, but he has faith in the little bird. For now, this would be their little ragtag set of positions. "I want to thank everyone for their hard work and friendliness. I'll be looking forward to seeing you all more. And Jacob-" He let his warm gaze lock onto the male. "Whenever you see fit, feel free to set up some Tenderfoot tryouts. When you decide on your apprentice, report to me." Taking a breath, he looked back out to everyone. "If anyone has anything they want to add, do it now. Otherwise, meeting dismissed."

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「 THANK YOU FOR THE MUSIC 」
the songs I'm singing. Thanks for all the joy they're bringing. Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty, what would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music for giving it to me. ————
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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #10 on: April 07, 2018, 06:23:38 PM »
Jacob listened to what Killua had to say, his heart twisting uncomfortably in his chest. While he understood the anger, he also found himself agreeing with Leigh. Jacob wasn't an aggressive individual and he'd much rather wait all this mess out and sort things out with the Typhoon before jumping into things. It had only been one member, not a full attack. It was possible it'd been a misunderstanding or the whole of the Typhoon didn't stand against them. One person and a whole clan were two very different things and Jacob preferred the idea that they only had one person terrorizing them currently. To enter a fight right away didn't appeal much to the canine. After all, he'd left the city to get away from such things.

As the discussion came to an end, he simply nodded his agreement with Leigh but he stayed quiet for now. There was nothing he thought that hadn't been said. His eyes widened slightly when he heard his own name mentioned. A Frosthealer? A doctor. He'd be a doctor. Pride swelled in his chest and he felt tears already pricking his eyes. He couldn't cry. But this was it. This was what he'd wanted for as long as he could remember. He wasn't the son of Vito Corleone or Harrison Wickliff, heir to two criminal empires. He was just Jacob, a doctor in a little place that no one from the city had ever even heard of, in the middle of nowhere. It was perfect. "I- uh, thank you. I'll do my best," he called, his voice crackling slightly before he cleared it and listened to the rest of what was said. His eyes drifted to Killua and he smiled. He'd be good as Snowseeker. He was a little scary and aggressive but Jacob believed he was good. He'd already protected London and Jacob had started to grow fond of his company. Not only that, but clearly he was willing to speak against Leigh when necessary. Those were all good things. He listened as the others were listed off and nodded along with them before speaking up once again, "Congrats ta' everyone n' yeah, I'll get together a plan for some tryouts." 

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #11 on: April 07, 2018, 08:51:38 PM »
KILLUA
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There were many reasons why Killua often scrutinized leaders. Most of this reasoning was that most of the leaders were self centered and not quick enough to take risks that could help the group as a whole. But what did he know? He was only a startegist after all when it came to something like this right now. Killua wasn't really fond of leaders, as it reminded him partially of his family that was trying to control him. Meaning that he was bound to go against the rules of any of the groups that he was with at the time. Snowbound wasn't all that different to what he planned on doing, as if they got in his way then that was their own fault. He wasn't just going to sit back while his life was being set up for him, as he wanted to be able to live a regular life. The only reason why he was around as much as he was, was simply because he needed to gather information. If someone was an intruder and bound to come in looking for a fight, he probably wouldn't even stop them immediately, to see exactly what they would end up doing. What would be the point of kiling them after all? There would be no fun in that. He didn't live here out of respect for the place that he barely knew. The only creature he knew here was Amorette, and she was in the form of a robot that he couldn't even really understand. It was harsh yet, but it was Killua's viewpoint on the world around him and nothing could change his mind. If he gained ranks over the course of the time that he was in the clan, which he had done several times prior to visiting this clan, then that would only be to his benefit, and not to the benefit of the other groups. It would allow him the chance to use the allias as a coverup and say that he was somewhere for clan business and needed information. He would be able to get away with a lot more stuff.

He had never mentioned to the group that he was in that he had been demoted for behavior in the last group he had been in. But that was because he had challenged the leader that had decided to take them over and everyone followed him around like mutants. But it was also the mixture of a fact that he said that he pretty much hated everyone in the group except for his adopted sister. He wasn't going to lay his life down on the line for a group like this at all. Either way, the facade that he had put up may end up backfiring if he wasn't careful, and this was one of those instances. Killua had initially thought that Leigh wasn't going to end up taking innitiative about what had happened to London. Killua didn't care about avenging London for the wounds that she had received. Those that saw that didn't see the true nature of what he actually was. He wanted to kill the female that had done that to her, because the other had mocked and underestimated him. He couldn't have that. He would prove the female that had done it wrong what he was really capable of. Fear was a great motivator. The albino serval simply let out a huff from his mouth at the other's words. He promised. Which didn't really hold much to Killua since no one really kept a promise nowadays. If the other wouldn't handle it, then he would certainly handle it himself it he got the chance. Having his answer for what the other was going to do, Killua moved himself to the back of the group. Thinking that he would just be able to drown out whatever was being said. Killua had laid himself down on the cold ground, opening his mouth to conjure up a lollipop. Now he was bored. At least Leigh didn't end up yelling out at him for speaking his own word, even when he had done a disrespectful tone. But how long would that kindness last? He blinked his sapphire blue optics as the other continued to talk, not really paying attention until hs name was called. The hell did he want? He raised his head from where he was looking at the ground and looked up at the unicorn. Wait, he was being promoted again? A hint of deva ju hit Killua like a truck, and he just seemed to look at Leigh for a couple seconds. Was he surprised? A little bit. However, he didn't think it would be a smart decision to promote the likes of him to such an important position. An important position that he wouldn't do his job and wasn't qualified to do. He flicked one of his large white ears. "Oh uhh sure. I guess." Killua mumbled the words, but it would be easier for everyone to hear. This would probably make his job a little bit more complicated, but he could work around this. He had done it before after all. While the rest of the group wasn't about violence, Killua was most certainly was.
snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons
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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowseeker |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):


PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #12 on: April 08, 2018, 02:33:43 PM »
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The dappled feline hadn't heard of the attack on London, which was no surprise, since he'd hardly left his new den since he joined. He'd welcomed a joiner or two, sure, but that was about it. However, he felt his features form a small scowl at the mention of it. He'd encountered "bad guys" before. Enemies of his old clan, even clanmates who had seemed completely normal, had hurt people he loved. Even friends of his, people he had trusted, had harmed others, done things he never could have imagined. He'd seen - and experienced -  such things first-hand, knew the pain it brought to the victim and the victim's loved ones. Pierce had had such issues overlooked and shoved aside countless times in the past, and the thought of that happening again, to anyone, was sickening. Because, he'd learned, sometimes, leaders just didn't care. As long as they were safe, nothing mattered. But Leigh wasn't like that, was he? Pierce didn't really know him, but he seemed trustworthy. Then again, people weren't always what they seemed.

Damn it, he was being paranoid. Shaking his head, the slender young man glanced over to Leigh as he responded, chewing his lower lip. London was "fine". Snowbound was fine. Everything was fine. Pierce nodded quietly to himself, shifting his weight slightly as he waited for the meeting to continue- all of a sudden, things were a little uncomfortable. Promotions. Jacob was a medic now, apparently, which was cool - he was nice - and Killua was... Snowseeker? Second-in-command; so, deputy, Pierce supposed. Something about the kid gave him bad vibes, but he wouldn't say anything, of course. It was just him being weird. And then there were three more promotions, only one being familiar to him- Ivy. Still, he was happy for them, and a faint smile found its way to his lips. "Oh- congrats, everyone! Good job," he called, glancing over to his right as if he would have a companion sitting beside him to lead away from the group. He did not. Lovely.

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #13 on: April 08, 2018, 07:19:32 PM »
Politics, promotions, blah blah. Stuff Jerseyboy didn't necessarily care for. It wasn't like he really considered himself apart of this place anyways. It was just a place to rest his head while he traveled around. While he noted Jacob's promotion, nothing else was important to him. What caught him off-guard, however, was that his own name being mentioned. Him? Being welcoming and keeping the peace? Jersey was calling bullshit. What kind of drugs was this guy on?

After Leigh had finished speaking, the tuxedo tom spoke up, "Ey Pony-Boy, thanks for the offer," He gave a flick of his tail, nonchalantly examining his claws for a moment before continuing, "But I ain't interested." Responsibility? No thanks. It was cool that he was noticed or whatever, but Jerseyboy didn't want to do more than he had to.

However, he did send a glance to Jacob before teasing with a small smirk, "Look at you, mister big-shot." Jacob had a job now, apparently. Huh, good luck to him, he supposed. He'd need it.

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Re: AND MY TIME IS A PIECE OF WAX || MEETING APRIL 6th, 2018
« Reply #14 on: April 08, 2018, 08:35:16 PM »
As more and more people gathered, London couldn't help but feel a little bit of excitement. It was great to see everyone coming together like this, like a clan was supposed to, she presumed. Though those light and airy feelings inside her soon disappeared, as Killua spoke up about the unfortunate events that had befallen her previously. It was rather kind of him to defend her like that, although the girl somehow doubted that he was speaking up because of her specifically. No, the boy was probably trying to protect the whole clan from something like what had happened to her ever happening again. Cautious, not defensive. Though it was still rather nice to hear, London couldn't help but agree more with Leigh than Killua. They should be more defensive around Typhoon members in her opinion, but retaliating by lowering them to enemies may prove to be unwise. She wasn't worth it, even if it wasn't technically about her.

The meeting continued civilly, much to the girl's relief. Promotions were announced, the most major being those of Killua and Jacob. Snowseeker and Frosthealer. Both seemed to be rather suiting of their positions, in her opinion at least. It made her happy that she was acquainted with both of these talented boys, and she did hope that they conduct do their duties well. As for the promotions of Jerseyboy, Ivylee, and Cry, London was happy for them as well. She had yet to meet Ivylee, but Cry had been one to defend her when she was attacked, which she was grateful for. Jersey she'd seen before too, although her first encounter with the guy had been rather flustering. It was peculiar that he turned the position down, but she supposed responsibility was not for everyone. "Noted, and congrats, guys!" the girl would say, words laced in her ever present British accent. A smile shone upon the albino's features, and she was overall quite happy with how her first meeting had turned out.
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