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"You need to work on healthy communication skills, Carter. Or you'll end up like Landon: desperate to be included, but secretly too scared to engage with anyone he doesn't already know because he can't handle being abandoned. Though... I've probably said too much on that..." The fox biped...

Landon Cartwright Purity Nox Zoroark; Landon's best friend, self appointed therapist, and Doctor Phil fanatic Nox tilted his head when Carter spoke, taking in every word with an attentiveness that showed he heard and absorbed every word. A few moments of silence passed as he thought to...

Landon Cartwright Purity Nox Zoroark, and Landon's conscience/therapist and best friend {With: Carter, Davy, Laurel} Landon watched with a raised eyebrow, having finally moved the heaphones enough to uncover the one ear facing the group. He trusted Carter, so he just shrugged and offered...

Landon Cartwright Purity Nox Zoroark, and Landon's conscience/therapist and best friend Clubs. To be entirely honest, he didn't have much interested in that kind of thing. Though, that was mostly because none of them really appealed to his own unique tastes, though a few had things he found...

"Unpaid internships are essentially temporary slavery, honestly. And I like her mischievous streak. At least she keeps things fun around here." He gave Cherry a wink, and when Laurel turned to make her coffee, tossed the impish espeon a poffin from the treat pouch he kept secret from everyone...

He merely snorted and choked back a small laugh at her authoritative tone, flashing the RA, and his favorite victim, an impish grin. Sure, she had a reputation for being loud, angry, and potentially unstable, and people were terrified of her. Even Carter, apparently, despite Landon assuming the...

The tour was something he didn't really need personally. Though, the only two people he actually communicated with on a regular basis were going, so he figured he'd tag along just for the experience. Following the duo, Landon himself didn't say much, though that might also be because of the 180...

Ah, time to move on. Perfect. Landon let out a small yawn and stretched, hands in his pockets as he made to follow the rather boisterous leader of their little group. He glanced around, making a note of the new faces in their little club for later, and stepped lively towards Carter as the rest...

A genuine smile actually touched his face for a moment when he heard a familiar voice. Giving Carter a nod, he smirked at the rather sudden display as the very large man arrived in the scene. "Oi, hey there yourself boyscout." He placed a hand on his chest, twisting his expression into one of...

Name: Landon Cartwright Age: 20 Team: Purity Gender: Male Hometown: Lavaridge (Hoenn) He'd been mostly taking his time again, though that was to be expected. After all, he'd had to spend the majority of the free time he had left earlier in the morning making sure everything was perfect. With...

Name: Landon Cartwright Age: 20 Team: Purity Gender: Male Hometown: Lavaridge (Hoenn) Career Path: Field Researcher/Explorer Personality: That's complicated. He comes off as sort of a brash dick, but spend a few minutes with him around his partners and you realize he's mostly just faking it...

With everyone back together, Elnaril felt much more at ease. He wasn't sure why, but he had a bit of anxiety about the group splitting up too much regardless of how talented most of the others were at defending themselves. If another one of those nearly unstoppable agent people showed up while...

The situation had devolved into a certain level of panic, and Elnaril wasn't about to let his new friends handle things along. With a quick step, he followed the others out from the storefront and back into the streets. Unsure of where the strange creature could have gotten off to in so short a...

The shock of the experience had the poor elven scholar staring wide-eyed and horrified at the device in his hand. The spike was sharp, and long enough to have punched straight into his skull if he'd been much closer to it. Carefully, he lowered his hand and gently returned the weapon to the...

Beans for the bean squad, nerds for the nerd throne We need moar squishes to outnumber the people who like to punch things