it's the fire it ignites | BABY FIGHT CLUB #1

[ONISION.]

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ASCENDANTS
- LUNAR LIEUTENANT
7 MONTHS OLD

PHYSICALLY varies
EMOTIONALLY hard
MENTALLY easy

DEMIHOMOSEXUAL
HOMOROMANTIC

TSUNDERE ASSHOLE
SHORT-TEMPERED
WERE-VAMPIRISM
TAGS

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"Haaah? Are you fuckin' kidding me? I have to train with the hyper-active twat?" Onision growled as he walked over, his single blue eye sparkling with anger. What the fuck does he mean mandatory? Oni wanted to train with Bastille alone. He was his mentor, not Thea's or anyone elses. "Does that mean I can go for a round with Thot-ea?" He asked Bast in unison with Thea, a grin on his face. His obvious disliking for Thea ran heavily through him, and Onision tipped his head to Harland in a gentle greeting that felt and looked like a shift in attitude. His pawsteps were slow, but Onision's affectionate nuzzle against the younger kid's head was purposeful. "Are you feeling okay today, Har?" He asked softly, distracted by the whole 'protect the children' side of him. Speaking of Fireballs, where was Alex at? His boyfriend would surely come to this "mandatory training", wouldn't he?

[align=center]YOU'RE HARD TO HUG

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ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!

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