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♔  Ves most often than not hated the beach. He hated how hot the sun was on his sensitive skin, especially now, as Axel had dragged him out to the beach for a 'talk'. It ended with Ves standing there, his toes in the sand, shrugging and blowing off his brother's incessant nagging. It only stopped when Ves poked his head to the side and noticed somebody walking along the shade, with a dog. Ves didn't like dogs, but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to meet somebody new. He broke for it, nearly sprinting across the sand, leaving his brother to continue lamenting to nobody now about his brother's activities.

♔  It was then, Ves had also noticed Lillith appear. He paused, slowing down. and walked the rest of the way, lifting a corner of his mouth in a sneer as he passed the dog. He didn't like dogs. He was scared of them. He always had been, always will be. He darted around the dog, distracted by Lillith, and made his way over to Kirby. He dropped down into a squat near her, as to not immediately take up her space--he had been told by Axel to let people have some space.

♔  "Hiya!" Ves tilted his head. "I'm Vesania, but you can call me Ves." He offered his hand, but understood if she wouldn't take it. After all, he did look a bit intimidating. The only thing that was keeping him from looking totally terrifying was the giant, goofy straw hat that kept slipping over his eyes.

♔  "TEXT!"

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general
> vesania bielschmidt | ves, vessie
> male ;; he/him
> 28 years ;; ages real time ;; april 18th
> badlands ;; loner / previous los santos leader

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; situs inversus, the reverse/mirroring of major organs

appearance
> long, white hair ; pink-red eyes ; rather thin, small shoulders and wider hips ; 6'01" ; 160 lbs
> tattoos on his whole body, including face ; piercings all over body as well, including ears, left eyebrow, nose, tongue, chest, naval, and other spots ; forked tongue ; sharpened canines
> wears a patchy, old vest with a fur collar ; ripped skinny jeans ; no shoes
> carries a picture of his brother ; some pocket change ; possibly a flask
> important things to note ;; ves has albinism

personality
> very laid back and flirty ; he is easy-going and likes to make jokes ; hides a lot about himself ; really difficult to gain his trust ; just as easily to lose it ; doesn't settle well if he is getting bad vibes from somebody ; very childish when he trusts someone ; bit of a goofball ; very blunt when talking ; not worried about how his words may affect someone ; suspicious of people he first meets ; starts things if he knows he's gaining something from it
> adhd ; ptsd
> plays with his hair often ; blinks really hard during conversations ; is unable to make eye contact

relationships
> pheobe bielschmidt x henry bielschmidt ;; pheobe - m.i.a ; henry - deceased
    > henry passed in freak accident
    > pheobe went missing at scene of the crime
> axel bielschmidt ; chris bielschmidt ;; axel - alive ; chris - deceased
    > chris passed away due to an illness
> pansexual ; demiromantic
> no known crushes

interaction/confrontation
> easy mentally | medium physically
> has no filter | ALL IC OPINIONS
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is him talking." ;; his speech is in italics
> this is him thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
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[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; letter-spacing: .6px;"]why did this place have to be so fucking hot?

kirby, stupidly, had decided to finish her way to the badlands in the middle of the day, the sun proudly glaring down on her and stevie. the pitbull mix was ahead of her, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted with her tail wagging crazily. she didn't seem too bothered by the heat, unlike her owner who was walking at a snail's pace a few yards back, groaning loudly as she threw her head back. she had heard countless stories about the badlands for years now, but only recently became more intrigued by the oceanside city when they became more focused on the casino, but she was quickly starting to regret any interest she ever had in it. when she was traveling with her family, they had made their way to warmer places, but nothing compared to the heat here - she wanted to have a good time, not end up in satan's armpit.

finally, the city started to come into view and kirby sighed a breath of relief. she whistled to stevie and knelt down in a shady area to begin shifting through her backpack as her companion made her way back towards her. she pulled out the metal bowl she had kept for the dog, setting it on the ground before pulling out the canteen of water. she tried to peer into it and estimate how much water was left, deciding to just empty the rest of it into stevie's bowl when she came to terms with the fact that there was enough for one of them. she was fine with that, of course, wanting her dog to be as comfortable as possible. she was thirsty, but she could hold off until someone finally came around.

the young adult put the canteen back into her bag and sat down on the ground, leaning back onto the building as she watched stevie drink. it only took a few moments until the bowl was empty and stevie walked over to lay down beside her out of the sun. "good girl." kirby murmered, reaching over to lightly pet the dog's head as she looked around through heart shaped sunglasses to see if she could see any of the group's residents nearby.
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[div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 18px; color: #FFF; margin-top: 105px"]'CAUSE I'M BEGGIN' YOU ・゚✧
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Lillith, who was dressed in denim shorts, a bathing suit top, and sunglasses, gasped and rushed over towards Kirby. Looking up at the woman, she lifted her sunglasses to perch on her head and asked, "Can I pet him? What's his name?" An argument could be made that she was so new to the Badlands that it wasn't really her place to be questioning newcomers, that that could be left to the administration. But truth be told, she really didn't care what Kirby's business here was. She just wanted to pet her dog. 
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