04-27-2018, 05:12 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Him and Pierce weren't exactly friends. Honestly he didn't have any friends at the moment in Snowbound but that wasn't something that mattered right now. Either way, Killua remembered the other from when he stayed in the first clan that he was stationed in. What confused Killua the most was that the older male didn't even remotely seem to have any memory of who he was. Which he could use to his advantage if he really wanted to mess with the other in that regard. It would be funny, but would it be satisfying? He wasn't sure, the other had seemed to have disappeared for awhile so Killua had just thought that the other was dead during this time. The wildcat had no need to try and seek out the other just because they were the same species. They had never seen eye to eye in the clan that they had both lived in for a majority of the time. They had actually despised each other, but right now Killua didn't give the current Pierce any reason to really hate him in that regard. Killua wanted to dig more information out of the serval to figure out the reason why the other was acting the way that he was. Maybe he could even trigger some memories for the other if he tried hard enough. No garuntee that the memories would be happy of course. Indeed it was rare to find serval's in places that weren't warm, but Killua had adopted to living in cold places, and it seemed Pierce was the same. Well, kinda. The other hadn't developed long fur like Killua had done over the course of his life. A bored look was spread across his facial features as he heard the voice of the male that he knew. There was no need for introduction, as almost everyone in the clan knew his name because of the rank that he held. Which he didn't really do all that much with honestly. Killua didn't enjoy the fact that other's knew his name when he didn't know who they were. It made him slightly uncomfortable, but there was little he could change about it right now. He would just have to grow used to it, and try to look at other's with large amount of suspcion when he came across them. His metal claws slightly scraped the ground as he walked, and his sapphire blue eyes looked at the other that was making flower crowns. He had never liked the thought of flowers. They had always wilted away, so he would much rather have the likes of candy. Right now he was too tired to really start anything, and the bandaged serval made his way toward the back of the group. His attention flickering between Jacob and Aizawa for a split second before laying down. Putting his head on his paws as he looked toward Pierce. "You already know me." Killua stated bluntly as he rolled his one bandaged shoulder, not saying anything else to the rest of those that were in the group.
snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons
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