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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

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[wolfuncaged]

No. It isn't fine. You just do not know it, yet.

[It makes his skin crawl, thinking that a slaver is living amongst them. A slaver taking advantage of someone not in the right mindset to fight against him. The man needs to die. And soon. ]

Who is he?

[catamite]

[he's been trained to dodge those sorts of questions... but it's also been a long time now since it's come up, that sort of training hasn't mattered for a while, and Fenris' anger is shaking him out of any sure place in his head.

he's answering before he thinks about it.]

His name is Robin, but he helped me, really. ...He takes care of me.

[wolfuncaged]

[Robin. Fenris's stomach turns. He has spoken to Robin. He has drunk with Robin and enjoyed his company. He hates that he didn't realise it sooner. That this bastard managed to get himself a slave right under his nose.

It is a mistake he will rectify. He stands, his fists clenched.]

And now I will take care of him.

[catamite]

Wait--

[he stands too, looking suddenly something close to terrified.]

Where are you going?

[wolfuncaged]

I am going to kill him.

[Not even going to be subtle about it, nope.]

[catamite]

--What?

[and he takes a step toward him, but... ha, like he'd ever be able to raise a hand to someone else.]

Why?? He didn't do anything!

[wolfuncaged]

Yes, he did. I will not tolerate a living slaver. Not so near to me.

[He's just going to go...stalk off. He doesn't know where Robin is, but he'll start with the Bloodsport.]

[catamite]

[and Nel will just... let him go.

staying right where he is and quietly panicking.]