04-07-2018, 01:53 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Meetings were all the same when it came to Killua's experience. He had been in the clans long enough to figure out the pattern that they always had with each other and that eventually they would continue that pattern without anyone trying to spice things up. But meetings were supposed to be this way, such as had been the way the conferences were held in his family. they would go over the same thing and it would have the exact same format over and over again. Killua usually found them boring because half the time there was nothing that really interested him. Sure there were promotions, but when he didn't already care about ranks there wasn't really any need to pay attention to them. What kind of promotions would there be anyway? Killua had bbeen the one to go around and make sure to look at every joiner that came into the clan for his own reasons. Nowadays though, he was twitchy thanks to what had happened when he had visited the Typhoon. The assassin silently made his way over toward the crowd, his large ears listening to what the horse had to say. His sapphire blue eyes narrowed though, and his claws slightly unsheathed themselves as he lashed his tail. Killua moved himself so that he was in the front of the group. Did this guy have no idea what had happened when he had disappeared? Killua clenched his jaw as a scowl formed across his facial features. "I don't think the Typhoon is as nice as you think geezer. Did you not know what they did to London? They nearly killed her!" Killua hissed as he gestured toward the albino leopard. It was obvious that the other had been out of the loop, but now Killua wanted to see. He wanted to see whether or not they would be willing to try and take revenge or at least figure out why something like that had been done in the first place. The other of course could question how he knew it was a Typhoon member. He wouldn't go into details about how he could have killed the caracal in a matter of a couple seconds. The assassin usually didn't like thinking that others were weak, especially when other clans were evolved. So what would the Unicorn decide to do about something like this. Killua wasn't looking for any sort of fight with the other, he was just seeing where the other was going to stand when it came to violence. London did almost die thanks to her hemophilia. If Killua hadn't been there, he was pretty certain that the other would died from blood loss. Something that could have been easily fixed if a animal had the right tools for the job.
snowbound -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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