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[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — PHARAOH — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]There were a lot of things Sephiroth could tolerate, or at the least very little seemed to faze him.  He always stood confident with an air of aristocratic arrogance about him, no matter the situation.  Even when Pincher had come snarling and spitting into their territory a while back the male did not take the bait and react as violently as he probably should have.  There was plenty he could deal with, assaults on his members were not one of them.

The Pharaoh leaped like quicksilver in front of Bai Shi, in an attempt to block Usagi's attack and take it upon himself, a fairly deep gash carving into his side if it struck.  He would hiss regardless, baring shiny white canines as he glared at the assailant.  The wound would be nowhere near serious for a beast such as him in a non-vital spot, and he'd rather it hit him there then main Bai Shi.  The dragon could consider themselves special, there wern't many that Sephiroth would take a bullet for. His icy eyes shifted between them and the other Tanglers, a frown on his lips as he stared hardly.  "Perhaps you could learn to control your members as well, seems the problem is universal."  Perhaps it made him feel better that he was no the only one with problems getting respect from his clan.

Great, looked like there were two members he needed to punish.  Fantastic, lovely, just what he wanted to do.  Sephiroth would flick a pale ear before they flattened against his silver mane.  He racked his brain at the mention of calling cards and culprits, picking apart his members mentally.  Come to think of it...there was a small group of members in the Rosebloods that had shown no regard to rules he set in place, and looked to cause trouble wherever they for no reason other then their sick kicks.  The excuse?  They were new and didn't know the rules.  Oh yes, he had an idea.

"I see.  I certainly have my....suspicions.  The culprits when found shall be punished greatly for their crime, I can promise you that.  Again if there is anything my group can do to compensate for the damage done, I offer my services freely."  Sephiroth's voice was surprisingly sincere, though still with his typical deep edge.  Despite his internal anger, he kept a leash on his demons most of the time when in public and especially with allies.  He could give himself credit for that, a lesser creature would've stormed back to the group without warning after tearing anybody who questioned him to ribbons.

#psychosocial.