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KILLUA
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Killua had always been a type of wanderer. He wondered if it was just because he was young and wanted to see what the world turned out to be like. After all, he had been cooped up in a castle for a majority of his life. Constantly just staring at the stone walls that were in front of him out of complete boredom of not having anything to do. The assassin wasn't supposed to be doing anything other than training. But during his training he obviously got injured so he had to at least give a couple of days to heal himself here and there. Besides, they didn't exactly want to kill him while he was just training, something that could have been easily done while he was just a kitten. His body not exactly having a lot of blood to spair if someone wanted to leave him out to bleed him to death. Either way, he never liked being in one place all the time. It meant it would be easier for animals to find him if they were actively hunting for him. Killua knew that he had a constant bounty on his head and that if he wasn't careful too much information to get out about him. Although there wasn't a huge likelihood that those hunting him would actually know what he even looked out. Just a simple description of what he looked like could be worth a lot to certain individuals. Killua was glad that in these parts, the term Zoldyck didn't really come into mind when it came to a professional assassin family that were extremley lethal. He never introduced himself to anyone that was in the clans with his full name before, but he had asked a loner before if he knew the last name Zoldyck. The loner told him he had never heard of it. Which was good, as it meant that he was far away as he possibly could get from his parents and the rest of his siblings. He doubted that the rest of his siblings were tasked with finding him, but if they were desperate enough he wouldn't really be all that surprised. Most of his siblings having their own lives that they lived that the rest of the family didn't know. Even if they did call themselves a family, they were fairly closed off from one another. What assassin would enjoy another assassin's company? Exactly. No one. Which was difficult for Killua to work with, but gave advantages if he wanted to bargain one of his siblings to do something for him. No matter what kind of group he was with, Killua would always go out to see what other creatures were out there. Sure he wasn't surprised by the different species that he came across, he was more interested in the personalities that he came across. Some were actually capable of dealing with his jokes instead of taking them seriously, while the rest of them wanted to take his head off. He knew that he wasn't that great with social interactions but he was trying his damn best to improve what he never had from the very beginning. In all honesty, he was terrified of himself and what he could do to ruin the lives of the clanners that he was with currently and the past. There were plenty of times that he didn't have control over his actions. Which he wasn't sure how that was even possible. He knew that he would occasionally hear his brother inside of his head, but there were powers that would work for that. He was messing with him. He was always messing with him. He needed to stay away from his family in order to keep his small form of sanity left.
Killua never really thought about the times he had ended up gettinig lost trying to find a place that a loner had given him directions to. Sometimes the loner would lie to him and he would end up in the middle of nowhere. Which was fine with him thanks to the numerous amount of powers that he had in the first place. The assassin didn't have to worry about growing hungry because he can just conjure up whatever the hell he wanted, especially food. He had to admit that was probably one of his most used powers other than his air elementals. He didn't mind getting lost, as it would mean it would be a sort of an adventure. If he got into danger at the same time, he was all for it because it would be fun to deal with dangers that weren't really all that dangerous for the Zoldyck. He could just relax and calmly through his exploration. He still had yet to explore the rest of the territory of Snowbound, but he was able to find some interesting areas for himself. Were the other members making their way through the territory figuring out what was interesting and a waste of time? Probably. This place was new after all, at least from what he was able to overhear. Killua moved the lollipop that was in his mouth to the other side, keeping the candy between his teeth and his cheek. If one ever tried to inspect his mouth, they would be quick to realize that he was missing a couple teeth. Another memory that Killua didn't have when he was actually tortured in a lab, thanks to his older brother, and had a couple of his molars removed so that they could check if his teeth were different from that of a regular serval. Killua would raise a nonexistent eyebrow at the pink feline's statement that he had no idea where he was, and that his memories were being difficult. Amnesia was the first issue that Killua thought of. Very common when it came to the clans so it wouldn't surprise him if that was the case. "This place? It's called Snowbound. Pretty fitting name if you ask me." Killua would joke with a small smirk spreading across his facial features. He kept his claws unsheathed though into the branch he was on so that he wouldn't fall off. "I'm guessing you probably have amnesia though. Common from what I can gather if you don't remember much." The assassin stated again in almost a bored tone. He debated for a couple moments as he looked at the other apprentice. He was around the same age as him probably. Did that mean Killua took a little pity on the other male? Probably. "Name's Killua." The albino serval introduced himself in a calm tone, the smirk having disappeared to a neutral facial expression.
Killua never really thought about the times he had ended up gettinig lost trying to find a place that a loner had given him directions to. Sometimes the loner would lie to him and he would end up in the middle of nowhere. Which was fine with him thanks to the numerous amount of powers that he had in the first place. The assassin didn't have to worry about growing hungry because he can just conjure up whatever the hell he wanted, especially food. He had to admit that was probably one of his most used powers other than his air elementals. He didn't mind getting lost, as it would mean it would be a sort of an adventure. If he got into danger at the same time, he was all for it because it would be fun to deal with dangers that weren't really all that dangerous for the Zoldyck. He could just relax and calmly through his exploration. He still had yet to explore the rest of the territory of Snowbound, but he was able to find some interesting areas for himself. Were the other members making their way through the territory figuring out what was interesting and a waste of time? Probably. This place was new after all, at least from what he was able to overhear. Killua moved the lollipop that was in his mouth to the other side, keeping the candy between his teeth and his cheek. If one ever tried to inspect his mouth, they would be quick to realize that he was missing a couple teeth. Another memory that Killua didn't have when he was actually tortured in a lab, thanks to his older brother, and had a couple of his molars removed so that they could check if his teeth were different from that of a regular serval. Killua would raise a nonexistent eyebrow at the pink feline's statement that he had no idea where he was, and that his memories were being difficult. Amnesia was the first issue that Killua thought of. Very common when it came to the clans so it wouldn't surprise him if that was the case. "This place? It's called Snowbound. Pretty fitting name if you ask me." Killua would joke with a small smirk spreading across his facial features. He kept his claws unsheathed though into the branch he was on so that he wouldn't fall off. "I'm guessing you probably have amnesia though. Common from what I can gather if you don't remember much." The assassin stated again in almost a bored tone. He debated for a couple moments as he looked at the other apprentice. He was around the same age as him probably. Did that mean Killua took a little pity on the other male? Probably. "Name's Killua." The albino serval introduced himself in a calm tone, the smirk having disappeared to a neutral facial expression.
clan -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons
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