10-11-2018, 04:11 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 7pt; word-spacing: 2px; line-height: 1.5;"]Jerseyboy had been to a lot of places. It was... quite impossible for Jerseyboy to feel t o r n about anything ( as long as loyalties were concerned ). How could he long for one place over the other when he only pledged allegiance to himself? As long as he kept that tumbleweed-like mentality, then he could never feel compelled to stay anywhere permanently. Hell, he could even ditch Sunhaven at a moment's notice, since he still didn't consider himself a true part of the group ( even though he had received a promotion and everything ). What would make him stay? Nothing. Nothing or nobody here was of great importance to him, and the only other person in the world that would make him stay was Jacob. And, well... he was happy somewhere else now. With new friends. He had a new life, one that he wasn't going to be apart of.
Still, he doubted that he'd be leaving this place soon. It was peaceful ( for the most part. There was some conflict he was choosing to stay out of for now, and not because he was necessarily a pacifist, but because it wasn't his problem ) and beautiful in these parts. It was certainly more flourishing and v i b r a n t than the [sub]groggy,[/sub] concrete jungle he had grown up in.
As a matter of fact, he was about to go down to the beach to chill out for a while when he had run into Marina and... whoever this was. Well well, didn't she look special? Silky, cream fur freckled with darker brown splotches; glowing amber eyes; huge, angelic wings; not one but two tails. Jesus, was she a runaway from the freakshow?
"You came from a clan? Thought you woulda' come from the circus." Joked the jokester, sporting a teasing smirk. Already, he found a way to poke at her buttons. "So, you gotta' name or do I just gotta' call you Two-Tails?" Eh. Even if she gave her name, he doubted that he would cease to use the coined nickname.
Still, he doubted that he'd be leaving this place soon. It was peaceful ( for the most part. There was some conflict he was choosing to stay out of for now, and not because he was necessarily a pacifist, but because it wasn't his problem ) and beautiful in these parts. It was certainly more flourishing and v i b r a n t than the [sub]groggy,[/sub] concrete jungle he had grown up in.
As a matter of fact, he was about to go down to the beach to chill out for a while when he had run into Marina and... whoever this was. Well well, didn't she look special? Silky, cream fur freckled with darker brown splotches; glowing amber eyes; huge, angelic wings; not one but two tails. Jesus, was she a runaway from the freakshow?
"You came from a clan? Thought you woulda' come from the circus." Joked the jokester, sporting a teasing smirk. Already, he found a way to poke at her buttons. "So, you gotta' name or do I just gotta' call you Two-Tails?" Eh. Even if she gave her name, he doubted that he would cease to use the coined nickname.
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