PRESSURE IN MY PALMS / p

[COLT MADISON.]

[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— it was the morning of colt's third day at the lodge, and he was finally able to walk again. he'd been so weak since his arrival that it had been difficult for him to leave his bed in the med bay long enough to even use the bathroom. after getting some rest and eating well, he could now, at the very least, begin to explore his surroundings - at a very slow pace. he wore a constant scowl, his expression stormy; he was even angrier than usual, frustrated at how powerless he was while sick. he prided himself on being strong, one of the best - how could he claim that when a measly snowstorm had reduced him to a stumbling weakling? it was embarrassing.

he turned down a random hallway, his hand running along the wall to help support himself. the young man was looking out the window; there was still a heavy blanket of snow on the ground from the storm a few days prior, but the sky was clear and tranquil now. his mind wandering to home - his real home - he didn't notice that there was a person in front of him - and he bumped right into them. immediately, he scowled. "oi, watch where you're walking." was he the one who bumped into them? yes. but he didn't care. he just wanted to be pissed off.

[freddie]

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— while there were people recovering, grieving, anxious, fred stood out from them all like a sore thumb. he stood in front of a window, looking at the blanket of snow. sure he had reasons to be stressed and worried after recent events - and without will it could get completely boring around the lodge - yet he outwardly looked unbothered by the tragedy of it all. only the most subtle sign of tired eyes could give away an ounce of how he truly felt, and more often than not it would go unacknowledged.

after all, who ever felt the need to worry about frederick stirling? he made himself out to be invincible, not human. hell, he couldn’t stand the thought of someone seeing him as anything but untouchable -- he thought, moments before someone ran into him.

he stumbled back a bit as he was snapped out of his thoughts, turning to face the idiot that bumped into him -- only to scoff at the sight of the other man. telling him to watch where he was walking. “me?” he repeated with a huff of air, shaking his head. he hardly even knew this guy, only hearing about his appearance and the pitiful state he’d shown up in. he hummed a soft chuckle, eyes squinting and a brow raising as he remarked, borderline amused, “did the hypothermia make you brain-dead, squirt? i think you should watch where you're going.”

//i'm sorry he can be such an ass ASDFASDF

[spoiler=tags ― updated 08/31.][size=8pt]◜BASICS ┊ THE CURSES OF DIAMONDS AND RINGS ◞
‣  ❝ frederick flynn stirling ❞ | freddie, fred, freds | male [he/him] .
‣ 24 years old . | june 20th; gemini.
‣  currently the warlord of flintlock lodge

◜PERSONALITY: ESTP ┊ ONLY AT FIRST DID IT HAVE ITS APPEAL ◞
‣  boisterous . adaptable . athletic . articulate . brilliant . captivating . charismatic . charming . clever . confident . precise . youthful . loyal . amusing. aggressive . deceptive . proud . smooth . stubborn . traditional . argumentative . conceited . difficult . greedy . power-hungry . impatient .
↳ lover of beer and attention
↳ considers himself royalty

◜ APPEARANCE ┊ NOW YOU CAN'T TELL THE FALSE FROM THE REAL ◞
‣ five foot ten & one hundred and seventy five pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair kept short and neat
↳ muscular, toned build
↳ blue eyes , often alight with mischief , a deceitful smile

◜ FAMILY ┊ EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH TURNS TO GOLD ◞
‣  kelby stirling x lydia clarks | whereabouts unknown
‣ has a brother named william and two sisters named harriet and lucy
‣ large family; multiple cousins and other relatives

◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ STATUES AND EMPIRES ARE ALL AT YOUR HANDS ◞
‣  bisexual ; monogamous | never had a serious relationship before
‣ current lover to mollie hawthorne
↳ no strings attached . sees her as a best friend . is terrified he has developed genuine feelings for her.

◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ WHO CAN YOU TRUST ? ◞
‣  [ 9/10 ] physically  |  [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ very difficult ] | difficulty w/ melees [ difficult ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ difficult ]
‣ [member=1512]elysian.[/member] | dm for any major plots .
‣  friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .[/size][/spoiler]

[COLT MADISON.]

[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— colt felt a surge of molten anger shoot through him like lightning, his gaze narrowing up at freddie. his face grew warm. "i dunno who the hell you think you are, asshole, but don't call me squirt ever again," he would snap. so, other people around the lodge had heard of his arrival. normally, he'd be happy that people were talking about him - but considering the circumstances of his arrival had been... embarrassing, that wasn't exactly ideal. "and trust me, i'm over the hypothermia. i'm just fine now - more than capable of kicking your ass, that's for sure." was that true? not in the slightest. as a matter of fact, colt wasn't sure if he'd be able to stand up straight without leaving his hand against the wall for support. but he didn't care - he couldn't appear weak in front of this guy. he was still an outsider, and he was pretty screwed if any of these guys decided to drop the kindness act and use his weakness to their advantage.

he would push off the wall with a grunt, attempting to walk around freddie. he wobbled a bit, but didn't fall over - thankfully. "now move it, gramps. i'm trying to get something to eat."

/ noo it's perfect i love him, he can match colt's energy lmao