JUST MAYBE THE WORLD ISN'T DYING --- results of shopping trip, open

[ADDY.]

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— addy couldn’t tell at first if salem was being genuinely serious. looking at that fucking grin, though, he felt like it was still something he should at least keep in mind. he blinked. “okay,” he slowly said before moving on with the conversation. hey, if plucking out one fucker’s eyeball was all that it took to get what he wanted, it seemed well worth it. so long as it wasn’t his eye he honestly didn’t give a shit.

of course catalyst had to jump in, stating that it could be his own eye if he chose. the redhead shot a glare cat’s way before adding, “or, it could be yours if you don’t shut the fuck up.” cat waddling around with a goddamn eyepatch - he really needed to stop picturing it or else he’d be way too intrigued by the thought.

a glance at the boxes of morphine and the like. then, “well he’s the one that asked for it. not my fuckin’ problem.” already, though, he was shifting over, pocketing his newfound goods as he picked up a box. might as well help lucerne…

[capt. salem]

LIES A THOUSAND HORRIFYING MEMORIES | | |

"What, so your comfort zone is relegated to- You know what, I'm not going down that line of thought. Enjoy your coat, jackass." Salem sighed; well, he tried to squeeze blood from a stone but as always Cat was stubborn. Whatever, even if they didn't acknowledge it they still owed him one.

He- hadn't expected Addy to be as on-board as he was. That was cool, it kept the grin on Salem's face and made Cat's attitude sting a little bit less. "It could be Cat's, I don't need to ask where you got it from." And now he was just throwing fuel into the fire.

Salem had entirely anticipated Addy to help, and there he went. Even as he bitched and whined, he picked up a box to help anyways; it was kind of cute, honestly. "Well look at you, not your problem but you're still being a good person."

[justify]I feel the unbearable weight, [abbr=Goes by Salem or Monty | He/Him or They/Them Pronouns | 28yrs Old | 6'3"| Councilman of the Badlands | Former pirate captain | Sexuality is a unlabeled free for all, romance is questioning]&[/abbr]
I sense the ripping of my shame, [abbr=Medium-Hard Physically | Hard Mentally | Attacks with whip, scimitar or revolver | Open to capture and maim if requested / discussed prior | Not open for death | Difficult but not impossible to defeat or subdue]&[/abbr]
I hear the sigh of indifference [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic | Neck-length dull brownish-grey hair | Bright green eyes | Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing | Scruffy beard starting to grow in | Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
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