POINT BLANK \\ ND VISIT , O .

[GREENIE.]

    Green should've done this months ago, but the idea of trudging through snow appeared just a bit too treacherous for a man who'd never even seen snow up close and personal before. But, alongside Mickey, Greenie trekked uphill towards Flintlock Lodge, hands shoved in his pockets as he squinted.

❝ It's quite a walk, this is. ❞ Green commented lightheartedly, flitting his eyes over towards Mickey, before he slowed to a stop when he felt that they were at a distance where they could be seen, yet they weren't intruding entirely. They'd make the trip short, hopefully. Just an opportunity to establish links between other neutral groups. And so, shifting his weight to keep himself feeling somewhat warmer, Green waited for somebody to approach.

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✫ vernon jeremiah green // only known as green or greenie
✫ hasn't told people that his name is vernon
✫ male // he/him
✫ twenty four // ages real time // born twenty first april
✫ leader of northstar district
✫ stepped up as leader - twentieth april 2039

appearance.
✫ faceclaim - taron egerton
✫ voice claim - taron egerton
✫ family originally comes from llanfairpwllgwyngyll in wales
✫ has a mixed british accent with a welsh and american twang
✫ 5'10ft // lean yet well-built from working out
✫ soft blue eyes and dirty blonde hair // has a mohawk
✫ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
✫ mental health - 100%
    ¬ he's got no ailments at the moment

personality.
✫ fundamentally he has a good heart // humble
✫ very assertive // does what he can to benefit northstar
✫ has a good set of morals // cares for people unconditionally
✫ very relaxed and composed with self-assurance and confidence
✫ incredibly complacent and laid back unless he's fighting for his cause
✫ massive daredevil // is very into extreme sports
✫ fearless, stupidly so // doesn't mind risking his own life
✫ generally easy to get on with, it's difficult to dislike him
✫ doesn't think into the future // only thinks about the present
✫ dependable and very loyal to his friends

relationships.
✫ david green x cassandra griffiths // both are deceased
✫ only child // his biological father died before he was born
✫ green was orphaned when he was nine
✫ fostered by caroline and steve miles
✫ both his foster parents died when green was eleven
✫ his chihuahua and pug, midas and ginnie, are basically his children
✫ heterosexual heteroromantic // has never been in a relationship before
✫ in a relationship with fallon rude

interaction.
✫ storage // playlist // pinterest
✫ physically: hard // mentally: medium
✫ his weapon of choice is a bat, yet he only has it for defense
✫ much prefers to run away // is exceptional at parkour
✫ very diplomatic and much prefers mediation rather than fighting
✫ dislikes confrontation yet will fight if need be // prefers close-ranged attacks
✫ foster parents taught him self-defense
✫ living on the streets turned him into a good fighter // knows how to fire a gun
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[mickey]

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— it hadn’t been that long since mick had first left flintlock. however, it had felt like it truly had been months ago that he’d gone. going downhill had been an easier trip than coming uphill - but it was better to be making this trip in someone’s else’s company than on his own. it had been a lonely trek down and to northstar. he was grateful he got to go- mainly because he knew he wouldn’t have wanted green to make this journey by himself.

“think you’re going to make it?” a lighthearted poke at the man. he had been doing fairly well for someone who had never climbed up the mountain before. a lot more graceful than mick was, that was for sure. once they were in flintlock territory, he slowed to a stop beside green, hands in his pockets to try and keep them warm. he glanced around at the familiar surroundings and waited patiently beside green.

[HAYLEY]

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hayley hadn't yet approached the northstar district because... well, power games. she let catalyst come to her all those many moons ago, because with a messy history between the groups, she wanted the position of power. she'd all but locked him and his child companion in a shed, outnumbered, and made it very clear that if she wanted to, she could have his head on a spike.

those who were close to hayley within the lodge understood the brunette could be kind and giving, that she'd all but starved herself when they were short on food and had gotten back to work just days after giving birth. she was devoted to the people around her, a loving mother and an attentive friend, but when she wanted to be, when she felt she needed to be, she was more than willing to put all of that away. she put that pleasant person away and all that was left was a cool, calculating, ruthless woman. a woman who'd threatened a teenage boy, a woman who'd killed more than once without hesitation, a woman who was willing to do anything and everything to protect her own, regardless of the costs to others.

maybe it would have been smart politically to approach northstar first. offer an olive branch, present herself as the widowed mother of four who only wanted peace, as she'd once done with bluestem. but considering the rather complicated history between the groups, hayley found herself instead opting to maintain that position of power, the position of beckoning them into her territory and sitting on her perch, legs crossed and surrounded by her people- metaphorically speaking, or course.

that afternoon, as she approached in a thick hoodie and little more against the chilly weather, the only one present was... well, brendan. her lips are pressed firmly together, features never anything more than cool in the presence of strangers, she crosses her arms in front of her, waiting for them to respond to brendan's words. her eyes register mickey, and some part of her hopes, for once, that these aren't joiners seeking sanctuary. she had a pretty solid rule against letting people return without good reason; the lodge wasn't some place to come and go, and while she liked mickey well enough, it'd never quite seemed like a place for him forever. instead, she hoped that this was somehow a social or political call, and mickey was only a piece of this larger party.

[GREENIE.]

    Green hummed a huff of amusement beneath his breath at Mick's poking remark before turning his head towards the older man and nudging him with his shoulder. ❝ Shut up. ❞ He retorted, though words were laced purely with amusement. Once the two of them slowed to a stop, it all turned into a waiting game. Green was pretty glad Mick had accompanied him; if anything, Mick knew so much more about Flintlock Lodge than Green would ever be able to find out, and so he appreciated him coming along.

At first, a teenage boy approached, brandishing a very inconspicuous looking staff. But, if given then chance, Green was pretty certain that it'd hurt like hell being hit with that thing. Good thing Green wasn't here to make enemies - he already had enough of those, namely ones named Catalyst from the Badlands. Perhaps Flintlock got along well enough with the neighboring group, but Green doubted that Northstar and the Badlands could ever get along.

The boy demanded to know what the pair of Northerners were doing here, and Green blinked, clearly unimpressed. Not that he was here to judge, but was everybody here this cold and standoffish? Did the miserable weather do this to people? Nevermind - like Green insisted before, he was not here to make enemies. And so, briefly shifting his gaze towards the brunette woman who silently sauntered into the conversation, Green looked back towards the teenager before cracking an amiable and easy smile.

❝ No need to worry, we're only here to speak to your leader if he or she is available. I'm... I'm Green. From Northstar District. I'd like to discuss politics. ❞

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 9/22]basics.
✫ vernon jeremiah green // only known as green or greenie
✫ hasn't told people that his name is vernon
✫ male // he/him
✫ twenty four // ages real time // born twenty first april
✫ leader of northstar district
✫ stepped up as leader - twentieth april 2039

appearance.
✫ faceclaim - taron egerton
✫ voice claim - taron egerton
✫ family originally comes from llanfairpwllgwyngyll in wales
✫ has a mixed british accent with a welsh and american twang
✫ 5'10ft // lean yet well-built from working out
✫ soft blue eyes and dirty blonde hair // has a mohawk
✫ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
✫ mental health - 100%
    ¬ he's got no ailments at the moment

personality.
✫ fundamentally he has a good heart // humble
✫ very assertive // does what he can to benefit northstar
✫ has a good set of morals // cares for people unconditionally
✫ very relaxed and composed with self-assurance and confidence
✫ incredibly complacent and laid back unless he's fighting for his cause
✫ massive daredevil // is very into extreme sports
✫ fearless, stupidly so // doesn't mind risking his own life
✫ generally easy to get on with, it's difficult to dislike him
✫ doesn't think into the future // only thinks about the present
✫ dependable and very loyal to his friends

relationships.
✫ david green x cassandra griffiths // both are deceased
✫ only child // his biological father died before he was born
✫ green was orphaned when he was nine
✫ fostered by caroline and steve miles
✫ both his foster parents died when green was eleven
✫ his chihuahua and pug, midas and ginnie, are basically his children
✫ heterosexual heteroromantic // has never been in a relationship before
✫ in a relationship with fallon rude

interaction.
✫ storage // playlist // pinterest
✫ physically: hard // mentally: medium
✫ his weapon of choice is a bat, yet he only has it for defense
✫ much prefers to run away // is exceptional at parkour
✫ very diplomatic and much prefers mediation rather than fighting
✫ dislikes confrontation yet will fight if need be // prefers close-ranged attacks
✫ foster parents taught him self-defense
✫ living on the streets turned him into a good fighter // knows how to fire a gun
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[HAYLEY]

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sure enough, the apparent head of the group stepped forward, playing the part of mouthpiece. green; who the fuck names their child green? sure, loren sounded like a feminine enough name; maxon, for whatever reason, reminded her a bit of a dog; hope was only a concept; clark was awfully reminiscent of superman. but still, green?

but hayley kept her snarky comments to herself, as she tended to do in the company of strangers, and she tucked her hands into the pockets of her jeans, clearing her throat at the mention of where the group was from; the northstar district. the brunette was once more reminded of the history between the two groups. though she hadn't been around during the drama, she'd read somewhere about someone threatening someone else, and found herself pressing her lips together as she eyed up the man, and those flanking him, before clearing her throat and stepping forward, offering out a hand to green; if he'd take it, she'd give it a remarkably firm shake for such thin fingers.

[color=#4A272E]❝hayley chase,❞ she introduced herself, hazel eyes sharp and guarded as she gave him a brief once over before meeting his eyes, [color=#4A272E]❝leader around here. how can i help you?❞

[mickey]

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— a small smile that had formed when green nudged him had slowly but surely faded as the duo waited for people to come and greet them. most people from northstar would’ve dreaded going to the badlands of all places; deep down, mick slightly dreaded showing back up to flintlock. the place wasn’t as good to him, as good for him as northstar. brendan could think that flintlock was better, but mick would be there to point out in his mind that it was quite the opposite. at northstar he had gotten to grow- flintlock he had been nothing more than a shadow at times.

brendan was the first to turn up. some things never changed. the teen spoke into the walkie talkie before glancing between two pair stood there, and hayley was quick to appear… he nodded his head shortly in greeting to the two of them. it wasn’t like he had left on the worst of terms. other than that, he remained relatively quiet. mick decided that for the better part of the conversation, he would let green handle the direction it went. he, after all, was the leader. mick was only there for company at this point, really.

“we’re only here to speak to your leader if he or she is available.”

perhaps mick could’ve done the two of them a favor and filled green in on who exactly was the leader of flintlock. his gaze lingered on hayley for a moment before wandering back towards the leader. “green-” he started softly, only for hayley to step forward before he could tell the other man that he was looking right at the leader.

//sorry for this post i can't even

[GREENIE.]

    Green blinked at the realization of his brief fumble - if one could even call it that. He didn't know who the leader was around here if she was standing right in front of his face, and that was very clear in the way he raised his brows as the brunette woman stepped forward to introduce herself as leader. Green wasn't sure what he was expecting upon meeting the leader of Flintlock Lodge, but he had been presuming he'd be confronted by some yeti-like man with broad shoulders and thick beard, not a woman so seemingly dainty from first impression.

Again, yet another mistake on his part.

He cracked a genuine smile, taking the hand she held out to shake and quirking his brows ever-so-slightly at the firmness of her shake. She was a lot tougher than she let on. ❝ Well, Miss Chase - I was just hoping to sit down with you and talk business negotiations 'n' stuff... Maybe iron out those past tensions between groups; after all, I personally believe the past should be in the past.  ❞ He began casually, shoving his hands back into his pockets as he shifted his weight.

Perhaps his boyish charm was enough to get her to trust him but, on the flip side, perhaps it'd only make her not take Green so seriously. He'd have to wait and see. ❝ Would you at all mind if we went inside to talk? I've never stood out in such cold like this before. Genuinely don't know how you all do it. ❞ He laughed, trying his best to subtly hold out that olive branch for the Flintlock leader to take.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 9/22]basics.
✫ vernon jeremiah green // only known as green or greenie
✫ hasn't told people that his name is vernon
✫ male // he/him
✫ twenty four // ages real time // born twenty first april
✫ leader of northstar district
✫ stepped up as leader - twentieth april 2039

appearance.
✫ faceclaim - taron egerton
✫ voice claim - taron egerton
✫ family originally comes from llanfairpwllgwyngyll in wales
✫ has a mixed british accent with a welsh and american twang
✫ 5'10ft // lean yet well-built from working out
✫ soft blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
✫ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
✫ mental health - 100%
    ¬ he's got no ailments at the moment

personality.
✫ fundamentally he has a good heart // humble
✫ very assertive // does what he can to benefit northstar
✫ has a good set of morals // cares for people unconditionally
✫ very relaxed and composed with self-assurance and confidence
✫ incredibly complacent and laid back unless he's fighting for his cause
✫ massive daredevil // is very into extreme sports
✫ fearless, stupidly so // doesn't mind risking his own life
✫ generally easy to get on with, it's difficult to dislike him
✫ doesn't think into the future // only thinks about the present
✫ dependable and very loyal to his friends

relationships.
✫ david green x cassandra griffiths // both are deceased
✫ only child // his biological father died before he was born
✫ green was orphaned when he was nine
✫ fostered by caroline and steve miles
✫ both his foster parents died when green was eleven
✫ his chihuahua and pug, midas and ginnie, are basically his children
✫ heterosexual heteroromantic // has never been in a relationship before
✫ in a relationship with fallon rude

interaction.
✫ storage // playlist // pinterest
✫ physically: hard // mentally: medium
✫ his weapon of choice is a bat, yet he only has it for defense
✫ also has a bow and arrow, but uses it for recreation
✫ much prefers to run away // is exceptional at parkour
✫ very diplomatic and much prefers mediation rather than fighting
✫ dislikes confrontation yet will fight if need be // prefers close-ranged attacks
✫ foster parents taught him self-defense
✫ living on the streets turned him into a good fighter
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[HAYLEY]

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if hayley noticed the brow quirk, she didn't address it. eyes met his levelly, shifting around the man's features, trying to gauge him, calculate him. she wanted to pick him apart, piece by piece, and figure out exactly his motives. her lips pressed firmly into a line of disapproval as he asked to go inside, and she left a beat of silence that many could have found uncomfortable, but in the end, the brunette gave a slight nod.

[color=#4A272E]❝alright, but you're going to hand over whatever weapons you've got.❞ she decided finally, far more friendly than she'd been in her first encounter with catalyst, glancing over those with him. [color=#4A272E]❝all of you.❞ though she doubted they were there for trouble, she couldn't afford to take any chances, not with everything going on as of late.

as soon as they'd hand them over, she'd turn on the balls of her feet, motioning for them to follow as she trekked up the mountain towards the lodge, staying almost uncomfortably quiet during the duration of the walk. above all, hayley chase was a remarkably intense person, particularly in the realm of politics, and only when they entered the front doors did she motion to the couch, sitting in a chair across from it. [color=#4A272E]❝alright, have a seat, let's get this over with.❞ she said simply, though she was interrupted by the high pitched, excited squeal of a certain auburn-haired infant.

[color=#4A272E]❝mama!❞ hope shouted excitedly, and hayley's head immediately jerked over her shoulder to see anton coming down the stairs, hope in one hand and loren in the other. though her brother was fast asleep, hope was obviously ecstatic at the sight of her mother, immediately squirming in the massive man's arms.

though hayley's cold features softened for a moment at the sight of her daughter, they quickly shifted to a rather pointed look. [color=#4A272E]❝anton, we have guests, not the time.❞ she said, clearing her throat and motioning to the northstar members.

[color=#4A272E]❝sorry, sorry, just passing through,❞ he defended, wide eyed as he shuffled across the room, towards the kitchen, [color=#4A272E]❝dinner time. say bye to mommy, hope,❞ he prompted the infant, though she paid no mind to him, having no clue what bye was.

instead, she only squirmed as she was carted from the room, before giving a shout of [color=#4A272E]❝mama!❞, sounding more annoyed than anything else.

hayley quickly straightened, shifting her eyes back to greenie as she cleared her throat. [color=#4A272E]❝i apologize, she can be a bit loud when she wants.❞ she said quickly, legs crossing and clearing her throat. [color=#4A272E]❝as we were, what've you got to say?❞