ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

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He used to enjoy social events when he was younger. Was he even really that old though? Washington wasn't sure and didn't really care all that much. The Freelancer enjoyed going to small events that was held on the ship that had harbored the project. It was there that he was able to get to know others and make some jokes here and there to increase morale and lighten the mood. It was something that had rarely happened on the ship, and he was fairly certain that there was at least one movie night that was only allowed to have a couple people in it. It was strange though because movies weren't exactly produced all that much in the time that he was from, as there was a War going on and most of the ideas were pushed toward making ammunition and machines. He didn't even remember what the movie had been about, as he was fairly certain that there was a fight of throwing popcorn as one another and wrestling.

A common occurrence when it came to Freelancers on the ship. He also didn't remember the movie though because that was one of the many memories that were taken from his own mind and no way of recovering them. It was annoying that was for damn sure, but he was going to have to live what he was now and not complain about it. He could work with this, as he just had to be careful with whatever he was doing on a daily basis. The armored smilodon usually followed where Carolina was going during the day. She was a serval and probably still dealing with the aspect of death. And just like him, she wasn't getting any sleep. Washington hadn't slept for the past three days and it was certainly taking its toll on him. Hence why he was keeping a bit of distance between him and the serval as he didn't want the other to figure out exactly how tired he was. The armored male appeared on the scene, not hard to hear him coming as he was on a slow approach thanks to his left leg being broken.

It was held in a splint and he was barely able to put any pressure on said leg. He approached the border, having only heard what was going on as he wasn't capable of tracking scents. A familiar figure and the mention of Snowbound again. Huh. He faintly remembered the female. Not her name of course but still. He sat down a little bit of a distance away as the other group was inviting them to some sort of civilian event. He wasn't going to end up going there, and he was pretty sure that his rank was capable of accepting stuff. Not like he ever used that rank though. The Freelancer craned his neck to the side until he heard his neck crack before focusing on the smaller feline. [b]"Uhh cool I guess... Sure the other civilians here would enjoy it." Washington said in a hesitant and tired tone. He wasn't great with social interactions like these, as it wasn't his job to deal with politics between different groups either. He flicked his shortened tail behind him, not saying anything else.