WHEN THE WORLD GIVES YOU A WRONG DEAL | (dual)joining

[Felibri]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]Although he was still a kitten, Watson understood the strengths of living together. Especially since he was a kitten. He had been lucky to have lost his family after he was weaned ... if losing his mother and brother could be counted as something fortunate. He was not quite alone either, since he had another young companion with him. Someone he tolerated, to an extent.

The short cream tabby kitten wandered up to the border, his toes inches away from the scent line. He lifted his nose to taste the air.  It was so clear and pretty here ... with the grass and open land. Watson’s stumpy tail made a wagging motion as he lowered his haunches to sit down. ”What do you think?” He’d turn to ask his friend, his lips pulling back in a content little smile.

/please wait for chromia/ollie to post

[MirrorEdge]

//oh my god are they kittens track

[sweetheart]

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—— ♡ John. That was his name. It should be. It definitely could be! His sandy coloured fur reminded him of his first best friend, the John that had always been by his side even by his Mum- all up until he was thrown into a river, never to be seen again. That was, right until now. He called himself Watson, and Ollie, the black, scrawny little thing, still at weaning stage at this point, shook his head stubbornly at that.

”Jawn!” he said back then, and had initially pouting over the fact that the sandy-colored kitten insists his name is “Watson”. So now, in the present, after they’ve met and gotten to know each other more, just a bit with how they were travelling together, he let himself relax over the sight of grass, and open fields. ”Yes Jawn! V’ry nice! Good place for ‘speriments!” he said, trying to speak as much as he could with limited vocabulary as a kitten, tail twitching in excitement, not yet matured enough to curl as older cats would usually do. He is happy with John- after being abandoned by a mum and his older brother, it was nice to have a companion that doesn’t give him a look of disgust and ignorance. John is family. John is friend. He is best friend, and so no matter where they’ll stay, it will be alright.♡ —— INFORMATION ﷽

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[Felibri]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]Watson was suddenly reminded of a new problem he might face when Ollie insisted on calling him “John”. What should he introduce himself as to this new group? He was born Watson, but Ollie had only been his real company and always called him John. The cream tabby gave his head a little shake, figuring he would come up with a solution later. For now, he allowed a happy feeling warm his heart at the excitement Ollie shows when he’s around Watson. Right now, he’s the larger and older of the two kittens ... he was probably big enough to pick Ollie up, and Watson was slightly short for his age, and a bit stubby as well.

”Yes.” John chirped excitedly, sitting up straighter as his ears twitched forward. ”Now be quiet. I think someone’s coming.” He was being very good in not presenting him or his friend as a threat. It should go along smoothly ... hopefully they would get lots of food and time to rest.

[ONISION.]

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

[size=8pt]tags - plotting - reference

the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
8 months old

physically varies
emotionally hard
mentally easy

demihomosexual
homoromantic

tsundere asshole
dating alexander

were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius

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Here comes a thought, however brash it may be, Onision was never one for denying kids. He had a thing for kids, maybe it was his own loneliness, or the way he should have protected his siblings; A way to blame himself. He should have protected his family, but instead, he was just sitting around like a lost duckling, hating himself.

The chocolate feline had shared a room with Alexander, he still couldn't sleep alone. Sometimes, he had tried to sleep in his own room, with the recording of his mothers lullaby playing, but it usually didn't work. The scent of his mothers have long faded, long disappeared, never to be scented again. They were gone, and it had finally, regretfully, hit Onision's reality. 

He didn't want to believe it.

But he had to look after those who still remain. All of his family was gone, disappearing into nothingness or leaving, but Oni still had his clanmates. He was the second highest ranking member right now, still a mere Lieutenant, but he was sure that he was going to help Moonmade. He wanted to be useful, he wanted to protect Alexander.

Even if he was cursed to live for thousands of years, Oni would protect Alexander. He would protect him from harm, embrace him every day, and love him until his last breath. That was something that Oni had sworn to himself, since Alexander couldn't possibly live the same lifespan as himself. The cost of immortality was huge.

At the sound of talking, Oni had lifted his head up from the rabbit he had been feeding from, blood dripping from his elongated canines as they slipped back into his mouth, the vampire standing to walk towards the source of noise as he licked at his muzzle, clearing away the blood.

The sound was of children, he noticed not long after, and that caused him to race just a bit faster towards the two, slowing down at the sight of them. Kittens? They could speak, it seemed. Onision shifted enough so that he could see them through his single blue eye, the iris slitting slightly. The feminine body of Oni had leaned down just enough to get on eye-level with the two kits, a kind smile on his face instead of his usual scowl.

"Hello, you two. My name is Onision, who may you two be?" Oni meowed, tilting his head to the side.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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[azazel.]

Azazel didn't know much about his past. Or any at all, really. He did know that he was healing faster than what he should have been. it wasn't that hard to figure out. After all, just the other day he had been unable to move for too long due to searing pain going through him. Now, he was doing better; the agony that had come from his ribs whenever he moved, whenever he breathed, was quickly fading into a slight pain that came when he moved too fast. His wing still brought him pain, no matter what, but he could move it without pain as violent as it had been.

Beyond his healing abilities, Azazel was restless. He had been ever since he started feeling better. He hadn't managed to explore this place just yet, and he wasn't sure if he was officially allowed to. Just in case, the pup had followed a few steps behind Onision, trying to keep as safe a distance as he could. He didn't know the feline well, and the last thing Azazel wanted was to startle anyone.

That, of course, was forgotten when he saw the two kittens. Pace quickening, he eased his way forwards and wagged his tail at the two felines in a greeting. "Hello!"

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[tikki]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; color: black;"]Ever since she had joined, Vani had been curious as to what all there was around the Ascendants. Sure, she knew where some things were, and she knew about some of the members - and had actually met a few of them as well - but she didn't know if there was a time for her to meet new members, or if she was meant to stay inside the observatory or if she could explore. Yesterday she had decided to stick to being inside the large building, though today she was bored, and decided to head out and explore, hoping that if she did get caught it wouldn't be something that would cause her to get in trouble. Even if it did though, she'd probably continue on her way and do it again - she was just that kind of feline.

Ears pricked as she pad over towards the border, following the sound of voices and the smell of her clanmates, eyes widening slightly as she saw who was at the border, excitement rushing through her veins, making her toes tingle and her tail to grow in size, the fur rising in a rush. Oni had asked who they were, and Azazel simply said hello, so she felt as though there was nothing that she could say at this point, only simply wait.

[Felibri]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]Watson raised his grey eyes upward to look at the first cat that had approached them. He was relieved to be treated in such a kind way. The ginger kitten’s whiskers twitched and he glanced confidently at his companion before replying, ”This is Ollie, and I’m Watson, or er, sometimes called John.”

Waston leapt back, startled that a puppy was talking to him. He had only ever seen dogs as savage creatures. His mother had always hissed at them to go away. The Manx cat’s pale fur was fluffled up and his ears laid back. When he suddenly realized that he was not going to be eaten by the young dog, he relaxed and leaned forward to sniff Azazel. ”Ah ... hallo.” His attention turned to the quiet, but pretty female kitten. He stood still, before dragging his gaze back to Onision. ”We’d ... we’d like a place to stay ...”

[tikki]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; color: black;"]”We’d ... we’d like a place to stay ...”

The words echoed in Vani's ears as soon as she had heard the other speak, and her head would nod slightly. "You can stay here!" The female would speak, smile fading slightly out of habit as she began to speak. "I'm sure it'll be okay. I was able to stay, so you can too. Both of you." She already knew that she wanted to get to know these two kittens, and it'd be nice to do so. "If you want, until you get your own room, you can stay with me too! There's lots of room." The room she had now was her father's when he was here, which meant a big bed and painting supplies, with books of old stories from ancient Rome.

[sweetheart]

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—— ♡ ”hmp!” he raised his nose in a superior manner, pouting over being called quiet. What was wrong with his mention of possible experiments? He didn’t know, but as much as he was a bit annoyed at John over that, but somehow, he couldn’t care less; not when John doesn’t hate him. So, perhaps, if he tries hard enough, he won’t screw this friendship up at all.

He mostly ignored all that came- dull. A feline came along his way, seemingly thinking of turmoil. Past torture? Perhaps. Scars say it was non-consensual. Fond of youngsters- Ollie immediately got his attention taken away when another came along. A puppy. Energetic- easily excitable. Broken wing. Huh. Do creatures like them have wings? Need more data.

Then- a curious kitten- much older than both him and John combined came. Didn’t speak. Curious of them. Hints of the scent of old books, paint as he sniffed her scent. A bit peculiar, but nothing as interesting as his John. John who’s smart and bigger and his only friend. He listened, glared over when John introduced himself as Watson, and only “sometimes john”? Now scowling, he spoke ”No. He Jawn. Not Watson. Jawwn.” he said insistently ”But, wanna stay. ‘Speriments!” And he completely ignored all the strangers as if John was the only thing that mattered which he was really. It was best he not really interact with others lest they want a taste of his rude tongue at such a young age. ♡ INFORMATION ﷽

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