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WITH YOUR SICK HEAD

The former assassin was the next one to pad into the scene, barely putting any weight into his steps- as if his paws were light as feathers. Buckingham was a master at stealth- he can blame his former handler for that. He had to be completely silent back as an asset, as if he were a ghost. He has tried dropping the habit by walking normally- but it felt foreign and strange. It was like taking every step with little force as possible became the norm for him. Seeing that there wasn't much of a crowd gathered yet, the maine coon didn't have to slip his way through. He easily padded over to the front, taking a seat near Persephone. His light blue eyes made it's way onto Quantum, ears pricking up as the Helion began to speak.

Without a doubt, this week had certainly been quiet. Maybe even a little too quiet for his liking. Maybe Bucky will think of an event to host- though it won't be anything like a party. Perhaps an event that can benefit everyone, he'll think of something.

When it came to promotions, Bucky felt pleased when he heard his name a second time in a row. A Dawnguard, huh? He was happy with the promotion, and the other promotions were just as well deserved. Like Quantum mentioned, Bucky definitely saw Monroe's promotion coming, it would have been quite difficult not to(honestly he'd be more surprised if someone didn't see it coming). Monroe certainly deserved it, without a doubt. "Thank you for the promotion, and congratulations to Monroe, Pierce and Edward!" He meowed, with a flick of his tail.

MONROE

MALE — SUNHAVEN — WARDEN — HARD

☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

Things had been odd ever since Jeri stepped down. Not bad, or anything - Quantum seemed like an okay girl, and she was leading pretty well so far -, it was just that Pierce had liked Jericho, like, really liked him, and it was odd to have him absent. However, all good things came to an end, he reminded himself, and maybe this change would be good for Sunhaven, once Quantum got things rolling again. Only time could tell, and for now, Pierce would keep doing what he’d been doing.

The serval was quick to approach at Quantum’s call, having just been leaving his home for an evening walk when her voice reached him. Large ears perked slightly, Pierce meandered on over, taking a seat near the edge of the gathering group and fixing large amber visionaries onto the Helion as they all waited. Evidently, they wouldn’t have to wait for long, as she didn’t waste much time at all in getting right into things. She began with welcomes - the usual -, though Pierce tried to ignore the small flip of his stomach at Edward’s name. How he was supposed to avoid that guy when they lived in such a close-quartered clan together, he had no idea, but he’d thought he’d been doing pretty well, so far. Next, promotions, none of which were too shocking, though Pierce’s eyes did light up when he heard his own name called. Goldenblood wasn’t too big of a surprise, but that as well as Head Impressionist? Granted, Head Impressionist was nowhere near as important, at least not as authoritative, but it was something nonetheless, and a role he would take very seriously. "Oh, yes, of-of course! Thank you, Quantum."

Demotions, disappearances, and all that, were always a bit upsetting to hear, but at least there weren’t too many. As Quantum conclded her meeting, Pierce nodded softly, mostly to himself, and spoke up, "Ah- noted!" He’d be sure to propose any ideas he may have in the future- though perhaps a meeting with the other Impressionists would help him come up with some?

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