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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Zerith" data-source="post: 6101774" data-attributes="member: 99953">“Haven’t succeeded yet?” Felix chuckled with madness. “But they have already have! They can ‘fix us’ sure, it’s deadly, but it works! It’s proven! And we don’t have the head guy! The guy who can just come back and maybe, at worst, lose a year of progress, and he will get back there faster the second time.” Felix boomed, the skape quaked again as Felix neared, his form becoming simple bestial as he loomed over Enoch’s avatar “and who does not like drama anyways!” He cackled in a low grumble. “Now, stop acting like I’m your younger, I’ve thought things over and you’re…” Felix’s visage dropped its madness, ire taking its place, as he trailed off in realization something was off. Felix was a lucid dreamer, and it was never like him to simply shift gears in this dream “This is my dream, my nightmare, Mine alone!” It would not have taken a genius to see that Felix’s mental self was about to go ballistic as the crumbling mind scape faded to white.____The over grown hose cat mered in a low, tired grunble, weather Felix was angry, annoyed, or simply groggy was not entirely clear to Frost or Cassandra. He eased onto his belly, eye still closed he tried to ease onto his paws but ended up straining to do so all the same, heavy eyelids forked themselves open while he stumbled forwards.Felix was sore, he was not accustomed to it, it was an honestly alien feeling, in the past, any injury he endured was mended well before he could have the chance to feel sore, or before his adrenaline could fade away.Then there were his wounds, self-inflicted or not, were not mending either, he did not know how long they were supposed to hurt, was he suppose to? He did not know,Felix was more annoyed, and angry, then panicked at this point and he moved closer to Enoch; his left side was weak and he stumbled to that side as his legs gave way under him his eyes widened as he struggled to regain his footing, he did so, narrowly.He soon stood, then sat, in front of Enoch Felix leered, before preening at a wound with his teeth for a moment, he wanted payback, and Enoch volunteered. Felix also did not feel like walking around more then he needed. “Meow mer chi purr?” Felix questioned with a cucked head as if he was talking in common English as he sat back up, and then abruptly attempted to, without waiting for a reply, leap onto Enoch’s shoulders, and then lye back down, basically draping himself around Enoch’s shoulders… after all, he was only seventeen pounds, and the terp was still going to have to make up for toying with him a moment ago… even if it had to go into his wil…Assuming everything went to Felix’s, none thought through, plan, he would perch on Enoch wile keeping the claw work to a minimum. If Felix felt like he was about to fall down, however, betters were off and Felix would more than likely kneejerk immediately.Truth be told, if Felix was even a little less hurt and generally strained, he would have started mauling Enoch’s shoes until either they were confetti or he felt enough stress relief for the moment.</blockquote>

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