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Falun nodded, his fur prickling as the conversation steered dangerously close to having drinks now. Meeting this lot had been emotion enough for him to deal with, and adding drinks into the mix felt like it risked getting chummy with them. Given how raw he felt at the contact with those tied so...

Falun grinned, putting an arm around Orion's shoulder. "Well, I reckon we can see 'bout addin' dental as a benefit. Trus' me, this line a' work, ya need ih' sometimes." ~~~ As soon as Fanjo tapped, Sean released him, his own chest heaving, his fur slicked with sweat. He offered a paw up to his...

Falun nodded as the apology seemed to be accepted, a new equilibrium established between them. "Right on." He glanced over his shoulder at the mention of his sister, sighing in exasperation as she and her toddfriend were briefly threatened. "'Gates below, Anna, I leave ya fer two minutes," he...

(Posting with Falun and Mina Rose while Nico works on an Ivo post) Falun stopped a pace or two before the Rainclaw Family, his eyes briefly traveling over the pair before he met Jeshal's acknowledgement with an upward tilt of his own chin. "Ironclaw." His gaze lingered briefly on Tanya, and he...

Falun listened with some resentment to the prattle on and on about that ship. As if he didn't remember it plenty well; his first few years had been spent aboard it, after all. 'Gates, he'd been born aboard it; he probably had more claim to identify with it than anyone in this room, save perhaps...

Falun couldn't keep the sly smile from crossing his face as Silvertongue said the words he'd been hoping to hear. He leaned back in his chair, steepling his pawfingers, his cigar resting between them while he crossed his legs under the table with the ankle over the knee. "Well now," he mused...

Falun hadn't been expecting his aunt to actually strike at him. A lifetime immersed in a casually sexist social environment had instilled in him the implicit assumption that brawling was for males, while things like archery or daggers were femmes' weapons. Thus he didn't see the tray to the face...

Falun couldn't keep the frown off his face as Silvertongue offered an alternative. It made good business sense; Greeneye would always be inclined toward self-destruction, a trait that Falun could capitalize upon, but Silvertongue was more self-controlled. Leveraging his future earnings made more...

Falun let the sneer cross his face, unwisely turning to face his sister's godmother and surrogate aunt head-on. "Oh, aye, Marianna found ih' in our records. Turns ou' Armina Rogue was killin' fer us fer a time. Mighta e'en been 'er firs' kill, 'oo can say. Was an innocent too, a bystander she...

Falun shrugged, making a show of it. "I mean, if ya feel moved by m' generosity," he allowed, "I certainly wouldn' mind ih'. After all, I take care of me men, Greeneye included, bes' when I'm feelin'... well-motivated. An' somethin' tells me Greeneye is gonna be workin' fer me fer a long time...

Falun started, not at the blood coming from Orion's mouth (he'd extracted plenty already, after all), but at the voice of the vixen who stood in the doorway. He stared, the recognition clear in his eyes. "Auntie Tox?" His jaw slackened for a few seconds before he clenched it again. "Shoulda...

Falun's expression turned sour, first at the mention of Vito and his parents, and then nearly into a scowl as the discussion moved to the Golden Hide. "Ya can keep 'at ship, an' 'er fat end as well," he said shortly, leaning himself against the corner of a cabinet and crossing his arms sullenly...

Falun nodded, his own face going grim. "Aye," he agreed. "Y' missed a lo'. Can' say ya weren' righ' in doin' so, though. 'Arbor's been a figgin' mess th' pas' thirty years or so. Wars, tyran's, invasions... I'da missed ih' if I coul'." He chuckled, getting to his footpaws and dusted off the...

Blood spouted as the blow broke open capillaries in Falun's nose that, from years of constant abuse, were almost always exposed and a solid sneeze away from bleeding. As the red coated Falun's lips, he grinned, some of his own blood running into his teeth. The manic glee in his eye was only...

Falun couldn't help but crack a smile at the 'dandy' comment. He'd heard every insult under the sun leveled at him over the years, to the point where most had lost meaning. He never let the sting linger for long, either. After all, it was hard for a beast to keep insulting someone around a...