personal jesus // o, joining/dual-alliance??

[FINNEGAN F.M.R.]

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What was he doing out here... what the hell was he doing here?  It was a question he had repeated to himself over and over for the past few hours as he walked on and on, not even sure where he was headed. To be honest, Vincent had no reason to be out here, trudging through the snowfield. He was already a member of The Ascendants. Everything he owned and everything he cared about was there, miles behind him, yet... he didn't... feel attached to it all. The clan, he meant- he cared about the Raptors, of course, but there was always something missing... something that didn't feel right. In the end... he had decided that he wasn't right. He didn't fit in.

Of course, his own problems had driven him away too. Depression had been slowly overtaking him during his stay, as the realization of his friend Mike's disappearance finally settled in. At first, Mementomori had denied it, telling himself every day that "today will be the day... he'll show up... he will". Then, days turned into weeks... weeks into a month... then two months. At that point, he knew. He had to let go. Mike wasn't coming. It had been hard, especially since they had been friends for as long as he could remember. Hell- Mike was the reason he liked video games, the reason he liked music, the reason he was still alive right now... the husky would have been a very different person had it not been for his best friend. But things changed, he supposed. Perhaps... he had done something to piss the lab off and drove him away? Or maybe Mike had been killed? Maybe it was neither of those things- either way... something told him the lab wouldn't want him just sitting around the observatory, letting his life waste away, so? What was the most rational thing Vinny could think of? Leave. And so he did.

Now, as the husky made his way through the darkened snowfield, he sort of regretted his decision, the cold finally starting to get through his thick coat. He wasn't at the point of hypothermia yet, thank god, but he was certainly getting there, form slightly shivering with each step he took. Vincent really hoped there was someone out here somewhere... maybe a group if he was lucky- but he had been walking forever now with no signs of clan life in sight. "J-Just my.... f-f-fucking l-l-luck..." He mumbled to himself, scowling. At this point, Mementomori wouldn't be surprised if he froze to death. Then, he saw it, the cavern that Snowbound called home. Walking until he was at the mouth of the cavern, he breathed a sigh of relief, shaking his brown pelt to free it of any snow and frost currently clinging to it before he attempted to speak. "H-Hello? My name is... Mementomori- or uh, just Vinny, i-if that's easier..."

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