YOU'RE GONNA BE THE ONE THAT SAVES ME // O.

[EDMUND.]

Fingers delicately moved across the strings of an acoustic guitar, a quiet tune being plucked in the static silence of the lounge. Eddie was seemingly at peace, deep in thought, as he played softly, the crackling and popping embers of the fire nearly matching the decibel of the music. The evenings were often so serene, Tommy lounged on an armchair with his feet kicked up on the table as he gazed out of the window and at the sun that was slowly setting. His eyes fluttered shut, the back of his head resting on the top of the sofa as he relaxed to the sound of Edmund’s quiet music.

And then, in came Alfie; the two brothers could hear him even before they could see him, the burly man’s feet clapping against the wooden flooring as he lumbered into the lounge. ❝ Nice song! ❞ Alfie uttered mindlessly as he flopped down onto one of the sofas. He raised his brows knowingly, Tommy rolling his eyes to the back of his head because he knew what that face meant; Alfie was about to say something stupid. ❝ But can you play Wonderwall? ❞ ❝ Oh for fuck’s sake, Alfie- ❞ Tommy grumbled, ignoring Alfie’s amused sniggering as eyes watched over towards Ed.

Eddie continued to play quietly, lifting his head to gaze impassively towards his brother as if he was unimpressed. And then, suddenly, he began to strum the all-too-familiar tune. ❝ Yeah! ❞ Alfie cheered, a manic cackle erupting from his belly as he threw his head back, the corner of Ed’s lips twitching slightly as he listened to his brother’s excitement. Well, whatever made Alfie happy, he supposed.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 01/07]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty four // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ skipper of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ mob boss of the stirling crime family
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 80% // current injuries: stitches on side of head where his head was slammed into ice and a chest infection following a near-drowning experience.
⋟ mental health - 70% // depression and deluded thoughts

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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[freddie]

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— as the noise died down later in the evenings, freddie always found himself at a loss of what to do. he wasn’t someone with musical talent like ed; he was slowly growing tired of simply lounging around in the living area. the initial idea of constant relaxation, rather than being constantly on edge, was welcome. now, he simply felt bored of this simple life. where was all the action? where was all the guts and gore? he huffed a short breath as he wandered towards the gentle sound of a guitar. he felt almost disappointed to see that it was eddie playing it.

he leaned against the doorframe once he got there, listening to alfie as he requested for eddie to play wonderwall. he huffed a short breath to himself, gaze wandering down towards the ground. eddie seemed to ignore the request at first, only for a familiar tune to play. alfie’s cheering was enough for him to scoff, shaking his head before walking further into the room. “there are better songs out there, you know,” he hummed, choosing to instead wander where tommy looked all-too comfortable in his seat. from behind the chair, he placed his hands down on the older man’s shoulders, peering down at him with a grin. “right, tommy?”

disturbing the man’s peace and quiet seemed rude and unnecessary- however, there was the slightest twinge of fondness that came with picking on thomas. it felt like not too many people could get away with essentially bullying the man without reason.

[DAMIEN.]

[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; line-height:13px;"]Damien didn't get the Wonderwall joke. But maybe, it was just something that Damien would have to clue in on later. There was something oddly... serene about the whole scene. Damien had appeared at the sound of music that wasn't emanating from his earbuds, interest piqued by the sound of laughter and conversation and... being civil. Something that (had Damien been a member of a normal family) he should've recognized as guys being dudes, brothers being... friendly. Not the vague tension Damien had always felt around his family.

There's always better songs, Damien had to agree with Freddie there. He didn't know what songs were better, but there was something that was so much better than a song that was fresh, something that Damien hadn't heard over and over and over to the point where he could probably sing a song backwards in his sleep, if he wanted to.

Mostly, Damien was interested by the guitar. Damien didn't play (he didn't know if he could anymore, Eddie was using ten fingers instead of nine to play it), but it was interesting to watch. "How fast can you play it?" Perhaps asked in a louder tone than the soft vibe of the room was (perhaps on purpose, perhaps Damien had no intention of trying to break up this... warmth that he didn't understand), but the curiosity was there.

[EDMUND.]

The sound of music tended to attract willing ears who wished to listen, or so Eddie could only guess from the room slowly filling with curious faces. Ed leaned back comfortably, leg crossing over his knee as he played the familiar tune, gaze flitting upwards as he saw people walk by. He looked over just as Fred placed his hands on Tommy’s shoulders, the older man flinching before looking over towards Freddie with a sneer riddled across his features. ❝ For fuck’s sake- ❞ Tom murmured before settling down again; adding, ❝ What difference does it fuckin’ make? ❞

❝ You take that back! ❞ Alfie barked, shoving a finger in Freddie’s direction with a feign offended look sprawled across his face. ❝ If there are better songs, then why the fuck was this one so fucking popular then?! It’s a fucking classic! ❞ Alfie continued to bicker, throwing his hands up into the air.

At Damien’s question, Ed lifted his head to look towards the younger man, a brief quirk of the brow being the only indicator of interest on the leader’s face. Eddie was undeniably a competitive man and so it was no surprise that he’d take up the challenge, hesitating momentarily before beginning to speed up his playing. ❝ Is that it?! ❞ Alfie snickered, Ed impassive as he played quicker, the volume of the guitar rising as the tune grew messy and abrasive.

❝ Way to make everyone’s fuckin’ ears bleed! ❞ Thomas exclaimed dramatically, Ed unable to keep a straight face as he huffed under his breath, the smallest hint of a smile playing on his lips. This was one way for him to relax after a long day, he supposed.

// sorry for the late reply !

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 01/07]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty four // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ skipper of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ mob boss of the stirling crime family
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 80% // current injuries: stitches on side of head where his head was slammed into ice and a chest infection following a near-drowning experience.
⋟ mental health - 70% // depression and deluded thoughts

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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