AN EXPOSÉ ON FEELINGS I DON'T FULLY UNDERSTAND — double joining, open

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Night had fallen over the mountain, the only time they were really safe walking outside. Lestat had always been a night owl by nature - rising with the moon and going to bed with the sun, a typical routine for him. But when he found Claudia, traveling under the stars was the only way they really could. He remembered finding her, blistered and burned like she'd been dumped in acid. He deducted that she had a skin condition that caused her over-sensitivity to the sunlight.

He didn't really plan on traveling with her, either. But he couldn't leave her alone in good conscious; as selfish and egocentric as he was, he didn't feel right about leaving a child to die. They had a strange sort of dynamic -- he wasn't quite like her father (he was too young to pass as anyone's father, thank you very much), but was perhaps more caring than a brother. They lived together in relative peace, as much as Claudia held him back.

Stat wasn't really sure how or why they came to the ski lodge, littered with signs of human life. He slowed to a stop, a safe enough distance from the lodge to not come off as a threat, but close enough for his presence to be known. He hugged his plush jacket closer to his body, glancing down at Claudia before turning his attention back to the setting in front of him. He cleared his throat loudly, expecting someone to hear him and approach.

( please wait for crows to post with [member=8560]CLAUDIA.[/member] before replying!! thank uuu )

[spoiler=BLOODLUST -✧- tags][size=8pt]WALKING, WAITING ✧ general
NAME ; lestat de lioncourt
  - NICKNAMES ; les, stat
GENDER ; male
  - PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; bisexual with male leanings
AGE ; 24
  - BIRTHDAY ; november 7th
ALLIANCE ; flintlock lodge
  - RANK ; member

ALONE WITHOUT A CARE ✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 6'0"
WEIGHT ; 135lbs
DESCRIPTION ; lestat has thick, curly blond hair that falls to his shoulders. his skin is deathly white and cold. his eyes are gray that seem to absorb the colors around him, making them look blue or violet in certain lights. he's very slim and slightly taller than average, however there's faint definition of muscles under his almost translucent skin. his nose is fairly short and narrow, and his lips seem almost too full for his face.
CLOTHING ; lestat has a wildly varied wardrobe. he always looks good (usually too good for a post-apocalyptic society) because he's very into fashion. he likes wearing luxurious silks and plush fabrics, or leather and mesh. he definitely enjoys the punk movement, wearing heavy metal or rocker clothes. though, it's not uncommon for him to be sporting royal robes and high fashion outfits.
  - INVENTORY ; lestat doesn't usually carry much on his person, except maybe some daggers or food. he's musically inclined and likes having instruments where he goes. he has an old violin from an old lover he took that means a lot to him.

HOPING, AND HATING ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; enthusiastic, bold, academic, fun-loving, altruistic
NEUTRAL ;  fashionable, musical, attention-seeking, philosophical, moralistic
NEGATIVE ; defiant, arrogant, conceited, egotistical
MBTI ; entp
TV TROPES ; anti-hero, badass gay, character filibuster, manipulative bastard, übermensch
ALIGNMENT ; chaotic neutral

THINGS I CAN'T BEAR ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; hard
TRAINED IN ; blades
ATTACK IN ; bold #773b53
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; nonviolent powerplay
WILL CAPTURE ; WILL TORTURE ; WILL KILL[/spoiler]

[CLAUDIA.]

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Claudia had forgotten the sun long ago. She was young, her mind was occupied with other things. She couldn't remember the heat, but she did know the heat of fires, the warmth of a hug. That was all she remembered of her mother (was it her mother, even?). It felt like eternities, a eternal night that Claudia could never leave.

She had circular white patches all over her body, mostly on her neck and face from sunburn. Freckles dotted her face like someone had flicked paint at her, stark against her pale skin. She no longer belonged to the sun, she never could've. It'd been Lestat who'd finally figured it out, that Claudia couldn't be in the sun. From then on, they traveled by the moon, finding places to hide out of the sun when day did appear.

Claudia hadn't told him, but there was something inside her that hated Lestat for realizing it. She wished she could be blind to it, play in the sun like any normal child could. But she couldn't, could she? She'd burn to death if she didn't listen to Lestat, her... guardian. Not father, never father. Claudia would rather die than feed his ego. Her pink jacket was warm as she stopped next to Lestat, blue eyes staring into the darkness. A cold, snowy, harsh place, this was where the'd gone. No wonder Lestat had picked it.

[spoiler=DECAY IN YOUR COSTUMES AND DANCE -✧- tags][size=8pt]COME NOW,✧ general
NAME ; Claudia. She has no last name, at least one that she can remember.
  - NICKNAMES ; Try it, I dare you.
GENDER ; She identifies as a girl.
  - PRONOUNS ; She/her.
SEXUALITY ; Asexual.
AGE ; Eight years old.
  - BIRTHDAY ; She can't remember.
ALLIANCE ; Flintlock
  - RANK ; Member

IS THAT ANY WAY TO TALK TO ME?✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 4'1"
WEIGHT ; 49lbs
DESCRIPTION ; Claudia is small, and thin. She is definitely still a child, but there's something.. adult-ish in the way she holds herself. Her face is freckled and there are sunburn scars littered all over her body. Otherwise, she's very pale. Her eyes are a cloudy blue, neutral and unable to express the emotions she feels. Her expressions often go unnoticed, she's a good liar.
CLOTHING ; Claudia wears what she can find. Eight year old clothes don't seem to look right on her however, things are too bright in contrast with her mature expression, like a middle-aged woman stuck in the body of a child.
  - INVENTORY ; Claudia has a small doll that she keeps hidden in her backpack.

CORRUPTING THE YOUNG WITH YOUR UNCIVIL TONGUE ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; Cunning, child-like, deeply concerned for her loved ones
NEUTRAL ; Quiet, straight-faced, lonely
NEGATIVE ; Cold, distant, jealous, impulsive, manipulative, compulsive liar
MBTI ; INTJ ("The Architect")
TV TROPES ; Enfant Terrible, Creepy Child, Smug Snake
ALLIANCE ; Chaotic neutral

WHAT A SHAME IF YOU MISSPEAK NOW ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; Physically easy, mentally hard
TRAINED IN ; Nothing.
ATTACK IN ; Bold #a47967
PM crows FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; Peaceful powerplay
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]

[JOSIE]

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There was something peaceful about the night. Although Josie had always spent her time in the dark watching for wolves, she held no particular fear of it. Then again, she held no particular love. The stars were beautiful, and she loves watching the moon wax and wane. But it seems like a place where monsters love to roam. That why she sits where she does now, like she had as a child. On the lodge's porch, watching the world turn. It was freezing, but like the two strangers she can see in the distance, the director is bundled up. Although her jacket is light, she keeps a heavy blanket wrapped around her shoulders. It makes her look a little ridiculous, but the pale moonlight on her skin and her wild, wiry hair framing her face make up for it. People have a way of looking ethereal in the dark, and she's no exception. Neither are the other two, and the way that they pause is almost concerning. Nonthreatening, but her mind reminds her of coyotes, feral dogs, and mountain lions.

After a moment of hesitation, the director rises, pulling the blanket from her shoulders and slowly wrapping it into something of a ball in her arms. "Can I help you two?"

[CLAUDIA.]

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Nobody looked like themselves in the night. This woman seemed peaceful, however. Bundled in a blanket, sitting outside a lodge.. it was the perfect sense of tranquility. Claudia wondered if this woman liked the darkness better too. The little girl hadn't exactly gotten wilder in the night, just more tranquil. There was nowhere to safely play, nothing to do but sit. And wait. And slowly, yet surely, get older and older. "Yes, if you could." Claudia says, a serious, even tone in her voice. "We're looking for a place to stay. Is this Flintlock?"

[spoiler=DECAY IN YOUR COSTUMES AND DANCE -✧- tags][size=8pt]COME NOW,✧ general
NAME ; Claudia. She has no last name, at least one that she can remember.
  - NICKNAMES ; Try it, I dare you.
GENDER ; She identifies as a girl.
  - PRONOUNS ; She/her.
SEXUALITY ; Asexual.
AGE ; Eight years old.
  - BIRTHDAY ; She can't remember.
ALLIANCE ; Flintlock
  - RANK ; Member

IS THAT ANY WAY TO TALK TO ME?✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 4'1"
WEIGHT ; 49lbs
DESCRIPTION ; Claudia is small, and thin. She is definitely still a child, but there's something.. adult-ish in the way she holds herself. Her face is freckled and there are sunburn scars littered all over her body. Otherwise, she's very pale. Her eyes are a cloudy blue, neutral and unable to express the emotions she feels. Her expressions often go unnoticed, she's a good liar.
CLOTHING ; Claudia wears what she can find. Eight year old clothes don't seem to look right on her however, things are too bright in contrast with her mature expression, like a middle-aged woman stuck in the body of a child.
  - INVENTORY ; Claudia has a small doll that she keeps hidden in her backpack.

CORRUPTING THE YOUNG WITH YOUR UNCIVIL TONGUE ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; Cunning, child-like, deeply concerned for her loved ones
NEUTRAL ; Quiet, straight-faced, lonely
NEGATIVE ; Cold, distant, jealous, impulsive, manipulative, compulsive liar
MBTI ; INTJ ("The Architect")
TV TROPES ; Enfant Terrible, Creepy Child, Smug Snake
ALLIANCE ; Chaotic neutral

WHAT A SHAME IF YOU MISSPEAK NOW ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; Physically easy, mentally hard
TRAINED IN ; Nothing.
ATTACK IN ; Bold #a47967
PM crows FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; Peaceful powerplay
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]

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Lestat preferred the dark most of the time. It was peaceful, however had an eerie air surrounding it. How many stories were there about things going bump in the night, predators on the prowl? He felt like he belonged. He watched as the woman bundled in a blanket approached. She looked otherworldly, lit only by the pale moonlight. Claudia answered before he had the chance to, and he shot her a glance. Strangely enough, it wasn't uncommon for her to be perhaps more serious and collected than he. He was eccentric and dramatic, theatrical and extravagant. A Cheshire cat smile curled onto his face as he smoothed down his expensive jacket. Contrary to his typical mannerisms, the Frenchman remained silent.

[spoiler=BLOODLUST -✧- tags][size=8pt]WALKING, WAITING ✧ general
NAME ; lestat de lioncourt
  - NICKNAMES ; les, stat
GENDER ; male
  - PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; bisexual with male leanings
AGE ; 24
  - BIRTHDAY ; november 7th
ALLIANCE ; flintlock lodge
  - RANK ; member

ALONE WITHOUT A CARE ✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 6'0"
WEIGHT ; 135lbs
DESCRIPTION ; lestat has thick, curly blond hair that falls to his shoulders. his skin is deathly white and cold. his eyes are gray that seem to absorb the colors around him, making them look blue or violet in certain lights. he's very slim and slightly taller than average, however there's faint definition of muscles under his almost translucent skin. his nose is fairly short and narrow, and his lips seem almost too full for his face.
CLOTHING ; lestat has a wildly varied wardrobe. he always looks good (usually too good for a post-apocalyptic society) because he's very into fashion. he likes wearing luxurious silks and plush fabrics, or leather and mesh. he definitely enjoys the punk movement, wearing heavy metal or rocker clothes. though, it's not uncommon for him to be sporting royal robes and high fashion outfits.
  - INVENTORY ; lestat doesn't usually carry much on his person, except maybe some daggers or food. he's musically inclined and likes having instruments where he goes. he has an old violin from an old lover he took that means a lot to him.

HOPING, AND HATING ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; enthusiastic, bold, academic, fun-loving, altruistic
NEUTRAL ;  fashionable, musical, attention-seeking, philosophical, moralistic
NEGATIVE ; defiant, arrogant, conceited, egotistical
MBTI ; entp
TV TROPES ; anti-hero, badass gay, character filibuster, manipulative bastard, übermensch
ALIGNMENT ; chaotic neutral

THINGS I CAN'T BEAR ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; hard
TRAINED IN ; blades
ATTACK IN ; bold #773b53
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; nonviolent powerplay
WILL CAPTURE ; WILL TORTURE ; WILL KILL[/spoiler]