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[h2][color=orange] Damon [/color][/h2]
tattoo count: 2 wolves
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Before Damon fully got in and waited for the metal box to move he had answered  Charlie. [color=orange] Yeah get here quick [/color] He then proceeded to get in and keep his bow and arrow ready. He would not be caught unprepared. 

Damon made his way downstairs and held up his bow with his drawn arrow not sure what he was getting into. He inhaled and gestured with his head resulting in the wolf with him to trot forward ears pricked and head going back and forth. He had no idea what to expect and if something popped out suddenly he would rather his tattoo got killed then himself. It was a harsh sentiment but as long as he lived they would not fully die...he winced as his side with the panther reminded him that he suffered pain with each death. 

Meanwhile the wolf left with Ayita and cassandra began pacing after missing its lunge. Snarling teeth were expose as it paced with its eyes shifting between avalanche and toad clearly while this was a creature of ink it was fully capable of its own thoughts.
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[h2][color=lavender] Othello [/color][/h2] 
condition: still a bit medicated

Othello rolled his eyes with the shifting ground. What a showy individual Avalanche was. Why show so much power when one could just...not do that? However there was a chance those..creeps that lit him on fire were down there so to the down stairs he would go. With a straightening of his jacket he picked up his pace to make to to them a hint of a smile developing on his face. 

While walking he huffed and teleported to the nearest way downstairs and straightened his jacket again. [color=lavender]" Why walk when you can just...teleport?"[/color] The hint of a smile remained and he continued his way toward avalanche and toad with no idea what he would be walking into and seemingly not giving a damn about it. He always had a trick up his sleeves after all.