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❝Is it true what they say, that words are weapons? And if it is, then everybody best stop steppin', 'cause I got ten in my pocket that'll bend your locket, I'm tired of all these rockers sayin' come with me. Wait, it's just about to break, it's more than I can take. Everything's about to change, I feel it in my veins, it's not going away, everything's about to change.❞ - War of Change by Thousand Foot Krutch.

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                                           // mun and rules // muses // credits //

“It’s a difference between our countries, I guess.”

It was normal for people to go to public baths together, or for siblings to clean up together. Even friends, in pubic bath houses. It seemed to be something that was considered strange in English speaking countries, so the tiger always minded his manners in that regard.

“What about you? Would you go completely free? I’m used to it, but what about you?”

"Hey hey--shush! Nobody else needs to know!" Benjamin nearly whisper-shouted in genuine panic and worry, already shoving the other into a room nearby.

"Oh come on, Benji!" The young teenage cheetah whined out, slightly pouting. "It's not like they're gonna tattle tell on your boss." He commented, Benjamin shooting a warning glare right at his younger brother. "Silvius."

"What?! I'm just saying..." Silvius grumbled under his breath, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

However, this blog will be low-activity to medium-activity. I noticed that some of my muses are quite high and I've been wanting to write them for months. I will write on this blog whenever I feel like writing on this blog.

“Well, if you wanna.”

He wasn’t going to push it, but damn would he be happy to have some days to spend with this cheetah. He was red as a tomato at the thought, he really liked spending time with the other.

“We have towels to wear in the dressing rooms. I think that’s what English speaking countries use. In Japan, we usually don’t wear anything. It was only when I visited an English speaking country that I learned people actually wear clothes in hot springs.”

    “     finnick…     “ small talk with a cop. that wasn’t what he had planned for his day. something about it felt wrong. if it was the life of crime he had previously led or the stereotypes placed on his species, he couldn’t say. regardless, he was attempting to lead a more legitimate lease on life. if that meant not antagonizing police intentionally, then he’d have to suck it up.

“Aww, do I have to spell it out? I came to see you of course! You’re always so busy, I had to come when I knew you wouldn’t have an excuse to bail.”

Karik smirked feeling sad that Bogo looked so tired. He got the feeling that the chief was working himself to the bone. That wasn’t good for you! The turtle closed the door behind himself as he made his way over to where Bogo sat.

“Now, I know you won’t stop working guy like you never quits. So I’ll just make things easier on you. I looked up how to do this online said it did wonders for stress and the like and knowing you I bet there’s a lot pent up in there.”

Karik went behind the chief and started to massage Bogo’s shoulders. Something the detective was sure would help relax the overworked buffalo.

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“I am in misery...”