DONCAMATIC | o, return to activity

To say that Mementomori wasn’t ashamed of disappearing for the past month or so would be lying. He regretted it, especially since he had missed all the new joiners. His excuse would probably be that he was taking a bit of a mental health vacation to try and get his original form back or something- but in truth, the male had been hiding away, plagued by memories of his family and friends as his birthday grew closer and closer. Now, it was only a day away. As much as he didn’t want to deal with it all, Vinny knew he couldn’t hide forever. So, reluctantly, he had made his way to the border, having finally returned to his husky form. Straightening the cap on his head, the new yorker cleared his throat, his expression blank as he began to speak. "Hello? It’s Mementomori- or Vinny, if anyone remembers me. I’m back." He said, blinking his green eyes as he waited for someone to appear.

Mementomori? That was awfully a long, unusual name. It did not sound familiar to Roy Mustang in the slightest, he couldn't come up with a face to along with that name when he first heard Vinny's voice. Perhaps Roy joined the Ascendants around the time Vinny was away, being plagued by his memories. Roy had a similar situation on his hands, or paws, but he wasn't being plagued by past memories. He too was no longer with the people he cared about. He was lucky to have Hughes here with him, for sure if he didn't, he would call this place a living hell.

The melanistic bobcat slowly made his over, his light blue gaze landing onto the husky. He rose an invisible eyebrow at the hat the male was wearing, but he didn't put much thought into it. While it looked a bit strange to see a dog wearing a hat, he's decided that's not the strangest thing about living here. "I don't believe I've seen you here before," The Flame Alchemist spoke up with a light smirk on his maw, his blue eyes looking right into Vinny's green ones. "When did you join? You certainly weren't around when I came along," He said with a calculating tone, ears drawing back to his head.

"Roy Mustang, by the way."

LUNAFREYA N.F.

✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly

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Luna had only seen Vinny around the time that she had joined then it had seemed he had disappeared or left. Nobody had appeared to notice his absence and Luna had forgotten that he lived in The Ascendants.

Noticing a few of her fellow Clanmates gathered around at the border, she would approach and sit next to her apprentice. "Welcome back, Vinny. If you don't remember me, I'm Luna."

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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯

#psychosocial.

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Margaery had joined after Mementomori's disappearance, it seemed. She was intriguied by the male nonetheless though, and approached the tiny group forming around him quietly. After making herself comfortable near Bastillepaw, she fixated her attention on the stranger, a tiny smile (one that was a bit forced) coming to life upon her lips. [color=#b14767]"My name is Margaery Mikaelson. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting before."

★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD

Hazel found it odd when people were absent for a couple weeks. It happened in her old clan a lot. Members would vanish for two weeks or more, and then randomly show up, more or less perfectly fine. Nobody would see them in camp. There was no trace of them, whatsoever. But when they appeared again, everybody accepted it as the norm and went about their day.

Did that sound strange to anybody else? Perhaps Hazel had spent too much time observing how her old clan had worked, and was carrying useless suspicion. Oh well.

The only person who seemed to really know Vinny was Bastille. Hazel still wasn’t sure how much she trusted his judgement, but he didn’t seem alarmed in any sort of way. Vinny seemed nice, anyway. She hardly knew anything about him, so any sort of conclusion she came to would be invalid.

Taking a seat on the other side of Margy, Hazel curled her tail over her paws, the tip absently flicking the bandana on her foreleg. “Hi, Vinny. I’m Hazel.” She greeted, offering a small smile.

★ — hazel — "speech" — seven months — the ascendants — tags — ★
c) miithers