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Graham Humbert

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Mar 23 2018, 05:16 AM
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Hunter had had a pretty rough day at the vet clinic today. It had been one thing having sick animals, but, he had been called to a site where someone had done a hit and run on a dog, and, the dog probably wouldn't make it through the night.
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That was the hard part of this job, Hunter had left one of his other vets to watch ad monitor the dog let him know about any changes. But, he wasn't hopeful for it.
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He had decided to stop by a bar. It usually helped in the past to clear his thoughts, and, it was kind of fighting the inner demons of everyone. It was why bar-tenders seem to be cheaper then therapy, it gave the same result, and, they could drown their sorrows in alcohol at the same time.
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Hunter knew that most people went to the party where nearly everyone else went, but, Hunter had decided to stop by a different bar today. The bar called Roni's, owned by a woman that he actually didn't mind either.
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Adjusting his leather jacket, Hunter opened the door and looked around, before taking a seat at the counter and ordering a scotch from the bar-tender and just leaning against the counter.

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<b>Tag:</b> Regina Mills | <b>Outfit:</b> here | <b>Notes:</b> here

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Mar 11 2018, 12:18 AM
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Hunter knew that after that close call with the cops and social workers, he would have to do better at hiding, and, had done so for the past few years. Now he was old enough to not have to worry, and, he was able to just work as normal without anything getting in the way.
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Normally he would just finish his work, and, then go and drink at home. But, this was a day where he just wanted to be somewhere where he wasn't just caught up in his thoughts. He knew that it was the anniversary of that night, and, as long as he was away from the quietness of his own thoughts then he would be fine.
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Hunter still wasn't even sure how he had even survived that day when his parents had been killed. Hunter had always wanted to ask someone, but, no-one would ever have the answers. So what was the point?
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He had given up asking it years ago, and, just focused on growing up and becoming independent. Which he had done successfully. And, he was happy with how his life turned out.
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Hunter just entered the bar, and, adjusted his leather jacket around himself as he looked around giving an acknowledgement nod to some of the customers, before making his way towards the bar and just sitting on the stool leaning against the counter.<p>
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<div class="satellitetag">Luna. WORDS.</div> <img src="http://78.media.tumblr.com/4b8c622dd826be25c0417506b8b81dea/tumblr_inline_o51e2v7mfo1tlxsqn_100.gif">

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Hunter had been spending most of his day fending for the animals that had come into the shelter. He loved getting to be around the animals, it made him feel like he was actually doing something worthwhile with his life.<br>
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He'd been pretty much on his own since he had been the only survivor of that car accident that had killed the only family he had known. Hunter had come to terms with that, and, he was happy with it.. His life was here in this town now.<br>
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Hunter had decided to go and get himself something to eat, since he hadn't eaten since his breakfast a few hours ago. Hunter had entered the Diner, and, waved at the few familiar faces that were lurking around there before making his way to a booth towards the back of the Diner.<Br>
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He had decided to go off eating animals a long time ago. It seemed kind of hypocritical that someone who saves animals would eat them as well. Hunter glanced over the menu, knowing that there were options there of course.<br>
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Hunter just held the menu in his hand as he kept the bracelet sitting on his wrist. The reminder of where he had come from, and, the moment he had become independent. He just looked at it, before shaking the thoughts out of his head, and, continuing to look over the menu.<p>
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<div class="satellitetag">Princess Aurora. WORDS.</div> <img src="http://78.media.tumblr.com/4b8c622dd826be25c0417506b8b81dea/tumblr_inline_o51e2v7mfo1tlxsqn_100.gif">

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Mar 1 2018, 09:37 PM
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<h1>Hunter Fox</h1>

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<h3>Graham/The Huntsman.</h3>
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<h2>Cursed Personality:</h2>
Hunter is kind of a more welcoming kind of person, although he is closed off due to his past. He cares greatly for animals, and, would be a face for them anytime it is needed. Although he is also extremely stubborn and goal oriented. Basically he needs to learn how to lighten up and let loose. Unless it's at the bar getting a drink, he doesn't get out much.
<h2>Cursed Life:</h2>
Hunter's life before Hyperion Heights was something that he chose to block out. After not being wanted by your parents, and, bounced around a few times you kind of learn not to focus on things too much. Hunter was adopted by a nice family, Mr. and Mrs. Fox, and, had started to like it. Until a car accident killed them when he was about 17.
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Hunter refused to go into the system, and, after packing the few things he had, including pictures of him and his parents. Hunter hopped onto a bus, which drove him to Seattle where he hid until he became old enough to not get in trouble or worried about. Hunter has now started up life in Hyperion Heights as a vet working with injured animals as he blends into a new life in this town.
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Feb 17 2018, 07:28 AM
Graham knew that ever since he had learnt that he had a brother, who he had been seperated from. Graham had been determined to make up for lost time, hopefully teach his brother things that only a brother could or was supposed to.

When he had awoken that morning, Graham had sent a text to his brother telling him to come and meet him in the Forest. He was going to teach him the ways of the Forest, like he had been taught when he was a young boy, and, had grown up knowing all about.

Making sure Link was by his side, Graham stood there sharpening his arrows as he waited for his brother to arrive. He didn't know how much Izzi had already learnt, or what he had grown up with the knowledge of, but, he was happy to teach him this stuff.

To reassure him that he knew what he was doing if he was ever in trouble.

Graham had finished sharpening the last arrow when he heard a noise coming through the bushes, Graham knew that it was probably Izzi, but, his instincts were telling him to prepare for anything anyway, so he raised his bow and arrow anyway until he was sure it was Izzi.

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