[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

Augustus flashed Jinx a grin of victory, his green eyes shimmering with similar emotion. ``Let's get started, then, hm?`` He lashed his skinny tail nonchalantly though he swiveled his head around automatically in an alert manner. It was what he learned to do since kithood - be aware. The Dusk Syndicate was a dangerous place, and its members could be terribly effected if they were not always prepared for anything. He's had his fair share of surprises.

``Quit your snorting, and stop glaring - it's rude,`` Augustus commented with a disappointed look. He shook his head to place emphasis on his disappointment, but then he abruptly replaced his negative facial features with gleeful ones. ``And smile more, okay? And your tone - ugh. You always sound irritated, y'know, but we can fix that! Just so you know, your name sorta offers a... creepy air... because... because jinxes are bad luck... But that's okay, because we're in the Dusk Syndicate, and based off stereotypes, we're creepy.``

He often put lots of thought towards the Dusk Syndicate stereotypes, the ones that claimed they were heartless. Augustus, and the other members of the Syndicate were usually judged by their residence, and immediately turned away. This brought much resentment to the tall, rat-tailed tomcat, resentment he always showed, but in ways totally unusual to most. He dreamed of being accepted, but he knew it wouldn't happen due to his loyalties. And not many Dusk Syndicate cats were accepting. In general, Augustus was all on his own, and he was an incredibly social cat, so he struggled to adjust to the antisocial life. Anyway... Dusk Syndicate stereotypes claimed its members were heartless, and Augustus was determined to prove otherwise. However, during his time with the Syndicate, he slowly and unknowingly became slightly insane, but he continued to dream of proving the stereotypes to be incorrect. His insanity and dreams seemed to of been blended together, and his insanity was cheerfulness. It was rare for others to assign him the mental condition of `insane` as he managed to hide it beneath naive, kit-like happiness.

Augustus didn't think he was crazy - he had convinced himself he was simply a happy cat, and maybe that was the case? In all, insanity was, well, insane, and complicated, and could not be understood quickly. His brother had managed to help maintain a balance of sanity and insanity in Augustus, but then his only sibling went missing... and everything went downhill.

Just to make Augustus mad, Jinx snorted at his comment. "Don't tell me what to do," she responded bitterly. Her fuse was growing short, meaning that her temper was simply going to get worse and worse unless this feline took her back to camp. It'd been a long day already and for some reason this interaction seemed to be dragging on a lifetime. Jinx was over it and she was over his cocky attitude. Only once had she noticed he slipped up enough to draw her attention back towards him, but once he recovered, she grew bored. "You cannot alter who I am and I suggest you quit trying. I'm not trying to control how cocky you are and how clumsy you appear to be with your ratty appearance," she spoke, rolling her hues and standing up.

Jinx was starting to grow antsy. It was obvious. Whatever this cat was doing, it was driving her nuts. She had to start pacing just to keep her temper down. The ebony she-cat didn't pace more than two lengths from him though, in case he tried to pull some kittish move and bolt. He could outrun her easy with his long-limbs. Her more bulky structure prevented her from reaching quick speeds, however her fighting skills was there to make up for the disadvantage. She continued to pace. Clearly growing more and more frustrated with each moment passing.

However much Jinx didn't want to respond to his last comment about her name, she did anyways. "And just so you know, I was given the prefix, Jinx, before I joined this hellhole," she paused, even stopping her pacing for a moment to look towards him, an almost challenging tone to her hues. "I gladly live up to it's meaning though, nothing you say or do will change that," she spoke. It was Jinx's turn to try and drive this cat over the edge. It was the only thing keeping her from giving him a good swipe over the nose. She'd regret that and she knew it, so she was doing everything in her will to avoid that.