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aw shucks + o, captured - MOONMADE - 08-04-2018
[size=9pt]Moon makes space for himself. He squeezes into situations without invitation, makes them stretch to fit him, undoubtedly makes a scene, and once he leaves, it slacks. Space left unfilled. A previously Moon-ful area is so obviously Moon-less when he's gone.
He'd left camp Yesterday, out with various errands to run, but it's possible he'd drifted just a bit too close to the border and now, the only thing left was his faint, fading scent. No loud comments or biting humor, the wind blows, undisturbed, through the plains, past the border. And at that exact border is nothing but grass, flowers, and an intensely violet stem of borage leaves with a distinct piece of lion's mane attached to it.
Not to point fingers, but there was something fishy about it all.
He'd left camp Yesterday, out with various errands to run, but it's possible he'd drifted just a bit too close to the border and now, the only thing left was his faint, fading scent. No loud comments or biting humor, the wind blows, undisturbed, through the plains, past the border. And at that exact border is nothing but grass, flowers, and an intensely violet stem of borage leaves with a distinct piece of lion's mane attached to it.
Not to point fingers, but there was something fishy about it all.
Re: aw shucks + o, captured - GABRIEL - 08-04-2018
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Re: aw shucks + o, captured - BASTILLEPAW - 08-04-2018
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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
Bastille wouldn't exactly claim that he and Moon were friends. Not quite. He liked Moon and hanging out with Moon, basically. He could be friends with Moon. He might actually consider allowing himself to give a damn about Moon's health. But friendship? Nah. He did, however, know Moon well enough to notice that he just... wasn't there. Wasn't up in everyone's fucking business making stupid jokes. Strange.
[b]"Where the fuck is Moon?" he asked no one in particular that afternoon, standing in the middle of the Observatory.
[b]"Where the fuck is Moon?" he asked no one in particular that afternoon, standing in the middle of the Observatory.
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Re: aw shucks + o, captured - Suiteheart - 08-05-2018
SUITE
HEART
HEART
Moonmade was a good kid. He could always seem to make her laugh, even when she was feeling like shit. His loud voice and hilarious jokes brightened any mood. His spirit seemed to fill up the room and just make everything lighter, easier. Though she had only interacted with my on a personal level a handful of times, she liked him a great deal. She trusted him - as more than just a healer.
It was Bastille's call that caused her to purse her lips. Yeah, where the fuck was Moon? She had watched him leave the day prior to hunt herbs, and she figured he had returned. Her fictional brows furrowed with the realization that that hadn't been the case. She would've seen the lion around by now if it had been.
Though she wasn't on speaking terms with Bast by any means, she would make an exception for Moonmade. "My guess is in the Typhoon," she replied, voice sharp and angry though for once, the emotions weren't directed at Bastilleprisoner. "We gonna do something about it?" she asked, flicking her tail and not expecting much of anything. Starrynight wanted them to remain pacifists, and Bast wanted to uphold that, didn't he? Hm. She wouldn't be caught dead not retaliating.
It was Bastille's call that caused her to purse her lips. Yeah, where the fuck was Moon? She had watched him leave the day prior to hunt herbs, and she figured he had returned. Her fictional brows furrowed with the realization that that hadn't been the case. She would've seen the lion around by now if it had been.
Though she wasn't on speaking terms with Bast by any means, she would make an exception for Moonmade. "My guess is in the Typhoon," she replied, voice sharp and angry though for once, the emotions weren't directed at Bastilleprisoner. "We gonna do something about it?" she asked, flicking her tail and not expecting much of anything. Starrynight wanted them to remain pacifists, and Bast wanted to uphold that, didn't he? Hm. She wouldn't be caught dead not retaliating.
[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags
Re: aw shucks + o, captured - VERSAILLESPALACE - 08-05-2018
Re: aw shucks + o, captured - HEARTEYES - 08-05-2018
[div style="width: 45%; margin: auto; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify"]Moonmade was in the Typhoon? Hearteyes' expression twists in concern, the fur along her spine raising as she joins the group. Moon was a lion, a big animal, how could someone just - take him away? She knew there were dragons and dinosaurs out there, but she just couldn't imagine that someone would kidnap Moonmade. After a few moments of simply listening to her clanmates, the albino speaks up, anxiety blooming in her chest. "We have to go and make them give him back, don't we? He's our clanmate."
Re: aw shucks + o, captured - imperia - 08-05-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Being a clairvoyant is new to Imperia. The dreams, the strange intuition, the colors. It will take extensive observation and practice to accurately decipher the brilliant auras which shift and change depending on the person's emotional state. Auras reveal the purest of feelings and the darkest of intentions, and all with a simple change of hue. But Peri has yet to come to the point where she can expertly understand them. All she knows is that Bastilleprisoner seems to carry a heaviness with him while Moon...well...Moon is bright. It seems to glow no matter how he feels. And when he's around her...it takes on a rosy color. Like his soul is blushing. She has seen something similar when Margy and Suite are together, even Hazel and Bast. She always assumed the red and pink hues alluded to romantic feelings, but now she is not so sure. How could Moon love her? It's preposterous. There are so many better people in the world for him. People who are less cowardly, less timid, less...her.
The knowledge of Moon's aura has become something that Imperia actively denies. She reasons with it, coming up with ridiculous excuses as to why it isn't what she thinks it is. Love is not something that applies to her. She can love others, but her entire life's experience up to this point has proved that it will never be reciprocated. And if she is thinking down this path, does this mean that Peri loves him? No, no, no. Moon even said to Harland that they were just "buddies." It hurt her feelings for some reason, but it is what she expected. Just friends. No more, no less.
So why does her heart race when they're alone together? Why does she let him get away with touching her when she avoids contact with everyone else? Why does she only laugh when he's around? Why is she avoiding him because she's too shy to look him in the eyes?
Imperia distracts herself by throwing herself into her duties. Planting an herb garden, finishing construction on her cottage, checking in on patients--new and old. Anything to get her out of the cleric's hut. But despite her always being absent from the main encampment, the lovely she-wolf is somehow aware that something is wrong. She cannot know for sure as it is little more than a vague notion, but it lures her back from from the meadows as if something is reeling her in on a fishing line. She checks the cleric's den first, then the barracks, then the Observatory and all the places Moon usually frequents. But there's nothing. It is almost as if he doesn't even exist, like he just...disappeared. Oh. Oh no.
She begins to panic, retracing her steps until she happens upon a group who all seem to be discussing Moonmade's whereabouts. "What about the Typhoon?" she asks in a small voice as the slender she-wolf slowly creeps up beside Vera. It is true? Could he have been taken by those pirates? At this point, Imperia is praying that she is told the opposite of what she is beginning to suspect.
Re: aw shucks + o, captured - rhosmari - 08-05-2018
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]Her ears twitched, gaze a narrow sliver of amber as the name Typhoon lifted up through the air. Her head twitched, a sudden sharp moment to the left before she became still again. They were the enemy and it was pretty clear that they didn't do things for any other reason then to have 'fun'. They had attacked them for sport and things like that needed to be eradicated with no sort of mercy given. Because if they showed weakness, if they showed any ounce of care they would just end up abusing it and turning it against them. It was a sick and twisted way of thinking and she understood it too well because she had to think just like how those she fought did. Aliens, humans, they were all the same and in the end things got worse and worse till one was gone or they both perished. Pacing forward the woman would pause near Imperia, not sure on what she could say about the situation and it seemed like the healer had not heard the news. The freelancer was always well informed about war like things and captures were always a tool of war.
They used the weaker to get to the stronger. It was the main reason she was detached and didn't let her emotions extend no farther then concern for her teammates. If she allowed for herself to care too much things would only end up bad. Just like with York. She should have known that loving her was a mistake for anyone and he had paid for it. Her eyes shut for a moment before she shook her head a little and before she focused on the problem at hand. Taking a deep breath she looked around them before she shrugged her shoulders and decided to say something that needed to be said. "Since he is gone there is no reason for us to hold back. We need to hit them back, or take more of them as hostages. I wouldn't mind leading an attack if it necessary."