WE ARE DIAMONDS, TAKING SHAPE — meet & greet

[TALISMAN]

It took quite an effort to reach the higher branches of the olive tree in the middle of the garden, with the long, somewhat healing gash in his side afflicted by Tadita; feeling a little irritated and exhausted from the ordeal, it didn't help that the small tom was hungover too. His ears low and eyes sullen but still glittering green, Talisman looked across the garden and the members of the Stea Bastion that were around; there was a lot of new members, so what the hell. He was going to announce a meet and greet.

"Hey!" he barked gruffly at the other animals nearby, before coughing a little and shuffling a bit on the branch. He should try to be a bit nicer. "I, uh-" he stuttered slightly, before taking a breath. "I'd like to start a meet and greet, to welcome our newest members," he announced, glancing around looking for some of the newer members he'd seen, namely a white wolf and two small otters. "And to break the ice between some members that might not know each other very well." he finished, moving back a little to rest his haunches on the thick branch he perched on.

Although, honestly, Talisman didn't know what to tell the others about himself that wouldn't make him look like shit. "Some facts and interesting things about yourself would be nice," he mewed, before continuing; "Like, for example, I have a little bit of medicinal training," he explained, briefly looking to his wound, where he'd bound it with cobwebs and a bit of oak leaves; more a precaution than anything, to stop the wound infecting. It sadly, wasn't quite closed yet.

Thinking to his old home, Talisman sighed a little. "And I love beaches;" he mewed rather wistfully, closing his eyes to imagine the old beaches he used to live on. "And I traveled a very long way to get here."

(ooc; hey I hope this is alright, trail was going to make this thread but since trail's super stressed and taking a break, I figured I should lighten the load :>)

[Kazetatsu]

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[div style="background-color:;border=0px;text-align:justify;width:375px;"]Although her sister Brook might have found this place love at first sight, Minnow was still getting used to everything around here. The spaces were all way too wide open for the small clawed otter. The lack of tree cover was sometimes nerve wracking. Instead there were these ruins and buildings, big stone things that had a dominating energy instead of the smooth organic ecosystem supporting shapes of the rocks Minnow was used to.  It made Minnow feel like she was constantly being watched. The lack of water was terrible too. sure there were a few stream, but otters grew up and thrived in bodies of water, and this land felt like a desert in comparison to being constantly close enough to a pool to swim. Small clawed otters did travel on land a bit more than their larger cousin species, but having the ability to manage, ok and making the choice to favor that life were two different things.

Brook would probably love this particular place. Minnow did, even if she wasn't likely to admit it. Here there were trees, albeit strange varieties that Minnow did not recognize. Here it was cooler than all those places where during the day the sun beat ruthlessly down. Most interesting was probably that a lot of the plants had the evidence of being placed and shaped by some hand at one point or another. It had not been made be being planted by wind, and watered by rain.

Interesting as it may be, Minnow was still timid. There was a cat here today she saw. At least it wasn't a big cat. Minnow would have begged her sister to go home if it had been an animal which might eat otters for lunch. She flinched when he started speaking but found the voice far easier to listen to that Tadita's half japanese barking. What he said kind of puzzled the simple minded otter. Some phrases she'd used she'd never heard back at home. "Um...wouldn't it be better to slide on the ice than to break it sir...?" the small otter guessed hesitantly. Sliding on ice seemed like a fun pastime on a cold day for an otter. It was something Minnow had done before. Minnow didn't even see any ice around, and if there was ice, wouldn't breaking it between creatures mean separating all but those who could fly or swim? how did introducing one's self even play a role in breaking ice? she didn't follow the logic behind the phase. Minnow would wait till an answer was provided or her sister came along before saying anything else on the matter, or about herself.

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[spoiler= the light to the future][size=8pt][color=black]GENERAL:
[color=#61896d]❖ Minnow | Pronounced: min-noh| Cisgender female
❖ 24 months physically/spiritually | Mentally 24 months
❖ demisexual/Heteroromantic | She/Her pronouns
❖ Ages in real time | February 4th
[color=black]IMPORTANT FACTS:
❖ Member of Stea Bastion
❖ Loyal to individuals, not clans
❖ Has a light Chinese accent
❖ Theme song(s): Break Blade-Fate by Kokia
RECENT EVENTS:
❖ Joined Stea Bastion
PHYSICAL:
❖ SMALL CLAWED OTTER | HEALTH: 100%
— Small and petite build. Very streamlined body.  Her fur is soft and short, ranging from shades of brown to cream. Her eyes are deep brown, nearly black, very reflective, and wet looking.
— major injuries:
— minor injuries:
PERSONALITY:
❖ Personality type: ISFP
❖ practical | family-oriented | realist/pessimist | indecisive | gentle
❖ generous | soft-spoken | easily worried | introverted | thoughtful
— ALL OPINIONS ARE IC
RELATIONSHIPS:
❖ Single | No crushes | Dating nobody
❖ Npc x Npc | Gen 01
❖ Sister to brook
INTERACTION:
❖ Has no powers | Mentally: easy | Physically: easy
❖ Will not start fights | Will try to negotiate | Will flee if necessary
❖ Attack in #61896d
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[TALISMAN]

Talisman, turned his head towards the small, sleek otter as she came near; he hadn't gotten a good chance to talk to either sister yet, but from hearing other clanmates, he'd learned their names; Brook and Minnow. He quite liked those names, to be fair. Reminds him of the small creeks and bubbling streams he played in as a child. Hopping down from the olive tree to land unsteadily near the trunk, he turned his direction to Minnow and chuckled. "It's an expression," he mewed, giving a gentle smile. "Breaking the ice means like, learning to know one another." he mewed, dipping her head politely to the Otter. "I'm Talisman, if you didn't catch that before. I suppose you must be Minnow?"

[Brook]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;border=0px;text-align:justify;width:375px;"][size=8pt]The gruff bark of Talisman caused Brook to flinch a bit. Normally to an otter such noises initiated the though of potential danger. But there was no danger to be found and her response was more of a force of habit if anything. Relaxing a bit she lifted her head from where she was to listen to the leader's reason for speaking. He wanted them all to meet one another? That sounded like a great idea to her. Not to mention the feline seemed to already hold them as members of this strange place already. That alone made a small surge of pride and happiness bloom within her chest. With a small smile etched across her face Brook quickly trotted over, crossing the length of the open landscape to stand beside her sister. Greeting her twin with a loving nudge of her head she perked her tiny ears as she further listened in on the conversation.

[color=black]Ooh, sliding on ice sounds like fun. The though brought back fond memories of Minnow and herself goofing off, slipping and sliding when part of their lake back home had been frozen over. Turning her head in the direction of Talisman once more as he explained just what the metaphor meant, the tween parted her jaws in a silent oooohhh. Well, you learned something new everyday. Giving a little prance in place for a moment she bowed her head a little to the king stand before her and introduced herself with little to no hesitation at all. My name is Brook, and I'm the twin sister of Minnow. The little otter voiced, giving her more weary sister a playful bump with her hip. Upholding her bright smile she continued on. It's a pleasure to meet you Talisman.

Lifting a webbed paw to tap the small of her chin she paused thoughtfully. There were a lot of things she could say about herself, but she supposed she would only say two or three things for now. I have a great sense for adventure, some like to say that I'm prone to umm...wonder-no, wanderlust. Whatever that means. She added with a slight shrug of her slender shoulders, placing her paw back upon the ground. I like to collect nice things that I can wear, like this for example. Brook motioned towards her seashell necklace that she had found a while ago. And we too have traveled a long way to get here.
[align=center]♥ - Brook - ♥
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[spoiler=find me where the wild things are - 2/4][size=8pt]GENERAL:
[color=#737ca1]♥ Brook | Pronounced: bruh-ook| Cisgender female
♥ 24 months physically/spiritually | Mentally 24 months
♥ Heterosexual/Heteroromantic | She/Her pronouns
♥ Ages in real time | February 4th
[color=black]IMPORTANT FACTS:
♥ Member of Stea Bastion
♥ Loyal to individuals, not clans
♥ Has a light Chinese accent
♥ Theme song(s): Wild Things by Alessia Cara
♥ Faceclaim: Brenda Song
RECENT EVENTS:
♥ Joined Stea Bastion
PHYSICAL:
♥ SMALL CLAWED OTTER [MAIN/BIRTH] | HEALTH: 100%
— Small, agile and petite in build. Has a fair amount of muscle although lean and can barely be seen. Her fur is soft and short, ranging from shades of brown to cream. She sports a pair of vivid green eyes with flecks of gold. Around her neck is a woven seashell necklace that she holds near and dear to her.
— major injuries:
— minor injuries:
PERSONALITY:
♥ Personality type: ISFP
♥ charming | imaginative | curious | passionate | empathetic | extrovert
♥ independent | unpredictable | competitive | fluctuating self-esteem | easily stressed
— ALL OPINIONS ARE IC
RELATIONSHIPS:
♥ Single | No crushes | Dating nobody
♥ Npc x Npc | Gen 01
♥ Sister to Minnow
INTERACTION:
♥ Has no powers | Mentally: easy | Physically: easy
♥ Will not start fights | Will try to negotiate | Will flee if necessary
♥ Attack in slate grey
♥ Can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions
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[Kazetatsu]

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[div style="background-color:;border=0px;text-align:justify;width:375px;"] Such a strange term. Even though the term had been explained to 'break the ice' didn't feel like it meant what it had been said to mean. The small otter, who was near identical to her sister, save for darker eyes and a lack of jewelry of any sort, as her sister favored, fell into silence for a while. Minnow could have still liked and claimed to be brook in order to play with the feline a little bit. The twins should play the switcheroo game some day, but not today, for of course Brook actually appeared during that time of quiet, far more willing to chat.

what more was there to saw after Brook had handled the introductions including names, and that they'd come from afar? Minnow looked a little sad. she really missed home for a moment now. "I hope we won't be wandering for a while..." she commented quietly, not because she wanted to stay here. she just didn't want to go traveling off to the next place soon as Brook got bored. it would probably happen eventually of course, thanks to her sister's wanderlust and the fact that the twins were almost always side by side. 
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[spoiler= the light to the future][size=8pt][color=black]GENERAL:
[color=#61896d]❖ Minnow | Pronounced: min-noh| Cisgender female
❖ 24 months physically/spiritually | Mentally 24 months
❖ demisexual/Heteroromantic | She/Her pronouns
❖ Ages in real time | February 4th
[color=black]IMPORTANT FACTS:
❖ Member of Stea Bastion
❖ Loyal to individuals, not clans
❖ Has a light Chinese accent
❖ Theme song(s): Break Blade-Fate by Kokia
RECENT EVENTS:
❖ Joined Stea Bastion
PHYSICAL:
❖ SMALL CLAWED OTTER | HEALTH: 100%
— Small and petite build. Very streamlined body.  Her fur is soft and short, ranging from shades of brown to cream. Her eyes are deep brown, nearly black, very reflective, and wet looking.
— major injuries:
— minor injuries:
PERSONALITY:
❖ Personality type: ISFP
❖ practical | family-oriented | realist/pessimist | indecisive | gentle
❖ generous | soft-spoken | easily worried | introverted | thoughtful
— ALL OPINIONS ARE IC
RELATIONSHIPS:
❖ Single | No crushes | Dating nobody
❖ Npc x Npc | Gen 01
❖ Sister to brook
INTERACTION:
❖ Has no powers | Mentally: easy | Physically: easy
❖ Will not start fights | Will try to negotiate | Will flee if necessary
❖ Attack in #61896d
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[TALISMAN]

Talisman dipped his head politely to both sisters; they seemed generally sweet and as long as they didn't get into too much trouble, he'd be happy to have them here. "It's a pleasure to meet you both," he mewed warmly, giving a kind smile. He listened quietly to Brook's explanation - he could empathize, but on the other hand, he was tired of travelling, as much as he missed home. He was glad to be in the Colosseum, somewhere safe, instead of wandering alone.

Noting to himself of Brook's 'wanderlust', he briefly thought for a moment. "Well, there's plenty here to explore," he told her, glancing around the garden and the tall spires and pillars of the Colosseum. "There's a lot of crevices down in the catacombs below the garden I haven't been in," he told her, and continued, "And there's plenty of empty buildings around the territory, just so long as you take caution." he didn't want any collapses in the buildings or friends trapped under rubble.

[VIOLA G.]

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she was late. when did this ever happen? her speedy trot quickened into a lengthy gallop. she had known that a meet and greet had been supposed to happen -- she had chosen to host it, after all -- but she was late nonetheless. what would her subjects think of her? but wait - was that talisman's scent she caught in the wind? hopefully he had..

the border collie skidded into the garden and glanced up the olive tree where talisman's scent had come from. phew! it seemed as if he had taken over.. he was a good partner to rule with, after all, it supposed! she had had her doubts..

"so sorry i'm late!" viola exclaimed, nodding at those who were speaking with the king and shooting a relieved, grateful, and altogether pleased expression his way. "what did i miss?" she sat at the base of the tree, studying the members who had attended curiously.

//i can honestly not thank you enough checkers!!! so sorry! i will be 100% more active, i swear!

[spoiler=info — updated 1/7/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ VIOLA GANAS | VIOLA | CISGENDER FEMALE
★ panromantic | demisexual
★ 2 years | June 2 | ages once per year, on birthday
★ Stea Bastion | Queen

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ speaks italian, french, and english
★ previously in colouredclan, moved to the knights of eden when she was 6 mo. old, and finally moved to the stea bastion when she turned 47 mo. old.

RECENT EVENTS:
★ became queen of the stea bastion and founded it as well
★ began cleaning up the territory and assigning ranks

PHYSICAL:
★ BORDER COLLIE [6.2.15 / main] | health: 100%
— black and white border collie with a white lavender ombré tail.
— [i]major injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
viola is incredibly thorough and thinks things through very carefully. she tries to appear confident and act like she is completely sure of herself, even when she isn't, to appear as more of a leader and so others look up to her. a complete constant for her is to either act friendly, or to act cool and indifferent when she is frustrated or angered. she tries to keep her personality even and equal, so that people don't under- or overestimate her. viola is welcoming and accepts new people into her life eaily, although a truly romantic or friendly relationship with her can be hard to come by - she keeps people at a distance and treats most as friendly acquaintances. She does have a bit of a temper, but she manages to keep it under control in most situations.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest

INTERACTION:
★ Easily interacts + moderately friendly
★ Difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + Agile & Speed | - Stamina & Strength
★ Negotiates out of battles, occasionally loses control of her temper and begins them
★ Speech in bold #B69BFC
★ Attack in bold #bedfe5
★ Can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ All IC opinions
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[Brook]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;border=0px;text-align:justify;width:375px;"][size=8pt]So there was even more to explore within the territory? That alone piqued the young girl's interest as she turned to her sister and giving her a look Minnow knew all too well. [color=black]We have to check that out Minnow, who knows what all could be down there. Ah yes, another grand adventure that she would want to drag her sister along on, she just hoped that all would go well. Especially since trouble just happened to fall in her lap sometimes. The thrumming sound of large paws could be heard as she craned her neck to see a large canine galloping their way. Naturally she flinched away a little, nearly bolting though there was no water for her to dive into, merely because she was so much smaller than the Queen coming to greet them. That and it was just a bad otter habit and survivalist tactic. Straightening herself once she realized Viola was no threat, Brook offered the canine a sweet albeit small smile. Nothing much really. We were just breaking ice with Talisman. Oh Brook...
[align=center][size=8pt]♥ - Brook - ♥
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[spoiler=find me where the wild things are - 2/4][size=8pt]GENERAL:
[color=#737ca1]♥ Brook | Pronounced: bruh-ook| Cisgender female
♥ 24 months physically/spiritually | Mentally 24 months
♥ Heterosexual/Heteroromantic | She/Her pronouns
♥ Ages in real time | February 4th
[color=black]IMPORTANT FACTS:
♥ Member of Stea Bastion
♥ Loyal to individuals, not clans
♥ Has a light Chinese accent
♥ Theme song(s): Wild Things by Alessia Cara
♥ Faceclaim: Brenda Song
RECENT EVENTS:
♥ Joined Stea Bastion
PHYSICAL:
♥ SMALL CLAWED OTTER [MAIN/BIRTH] | HEALTH: 100%
— Small, agile and petite in build. Has a fair amount of muscle although lean and can barely be seen. Her fur is soft and short, ranging from shades of brown to cream. She sports a pair of vivid green eyes with flecks of gold. Around her neck is a woven seashell necklace that she holds near and dear to her.
— major injuries:
— minor injuries:
PERSONALITY:
♥ Personality type: ISFP
♥ charming | imaginative | curious | passionate | empathetic | extrovert
♥ independent | unpredictable | competitive | fluctuating self-esteem | easily stressed
— ALL OPINIONS ARE IC
RELATIONSHIPS:
♥ Single | No crushes | Dating nobody
♥ Npc x Npc | Gen 01
♥ Sister to Minnow
INTERACTION:
♥ Has no powers | Mentally: easy | Physically: easy
♥ Will not start fights | Will try to negotiate | Will flee if necessary
♥ Attack in slate grey
♥ Can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions
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[Kazetatsu]

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[div style="background-color:;border=0px;text-align:justify;width:375px;"]"Please lets not." Minnow begged, knowing that she would likely end up roped into such an exploration eventually, as had happened so many times before. the otter didn't even feel comfortable in the places she had seen most of the time so far. Digging into every visible crevice and cranny already didn't sound like fun at all. what if something happened? what if they found something they were not meant to find, something bad? Minnow, already felt like she'd had too many close calls, and the idea charging anywhere headfirst, wasn't pleasant at all.

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[spoiler= the light to the future][size=8pt][color=black]GENERAL:
[color=#61896d]❖ Minnow | Pronounced: min-noh| Cisgender female
❖ 24 months physically/spiritually | Mentally 24 months
❖ demisexual/Heteroromantic | She/Her pronouns
❖ Ages in real time | February 4th
[color=black]IMPORTANT FACTS:
❖ Member of Stea Bastion
❖ Loyal to individuals, not clans
❖ Has a light Chinese accent
❖ Theme song(s): Break Blade-Fate by Kokia
RECENT EVENTS:
❖ Joined Stea Bastion
PHYSICAL:
❖ SMALL CLAWED OTTER | HEALTH: 100%
— Small and petite build. Very streamlined body.  Her fur is soft and short, ranging from shades of brown to cream. Her eyes are deep brown, nearly black, very reflective, and wet looking.
— major injuries:
— minor injuries:
PERSONALITY:
❖ Personality type: ISFP
❖ practical | family-oriented | realist/pessimist | indecisive | gentle
❖ generous | soft-spoken | easily worried | introverted | thoughtful
— ALL OPINIONS ARE IC
RELATIONSHIPS:
❖ Single | No crushes | Dating nobody
❖ Npc x Npc | Gen 01
❖ Sister to brook
INTERACTION:
❖ Has no powers | Mentally: easy | Physically: easy
❖ Will not start fights | Will try to negotiate | Will flee if necessary
❖ Attack in #61896d
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[checkers]

Talisman glanced between the sisters, and sighed a little; he kinda wished Minnow was a bit more brave. "I could go with you two?" Talisman offered, giving a warm, polite smile. "I don't often get to stretch my legs."

ooc; sorry, low muse