nothing's gonna change my world — o , joining

[DOMINIC ;]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px;"][font=calibri]Solid steps crunched against the snowy floor. Ice clung onto the sides of his boots, like kinetic sand to a horseshoe magnet. Chocolate colored eyes scanned the powdered landscape; it was silent and still, save for the occasional tweet of a lone bird. This place wasn't too bad as far as conditions went; at least not to him, as he had grown up in the snowblown midwestern states. However, it wasn't too pleasant without a shelter or a crackling fire to keep himself warm. His build wasn't a huge help — the 6'1" moderately skinny male with little bodily fat was lucky to have an insulated jacket with a fuzzy hoodie. He would've frozen to death had he been exposed against the elements.

Kaleo had to find this place soon, the one he had heard so much about. He had wound up beside a frozen lake, with the pale sunlight shimmering over its solid surface. Perhaps if he could break the ice, he could retrieve some ice water and possibly catch an unsuspecting fish? That was only if he was lucky, though. The man knelt down and retrieved a large stick that was laying nearby — he would not dare try to break with his foot; if icy waters infiltrated his shoes and socks then he would get frostbite for sure. He then began to hit the surface of the lake with blunt force, hoping to create a hole big enough for him to dip his canteen into.

[freddie]

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— fred didn’t think he was necessarily born to thrive in these sorts of climates. sometimes the snow would be a peaceful and admittedly beautiful sight. other times the wind and snow made it so harsh that fred didn’t even want to step outside. though, while he wasn’t necessarily born for the weather, he still accepted this place. called it home. he figured lots of others had followed the same pattern. eyes wandered towards the lake, watching as a stranger knelt down and began to hit the lake. hoping for the ice to crack. “stranger at the lake,” he announced into his walkie talkie before beginning his journey down to meet the guy.

“hey,” he called as he neared. once he was close enough, he stood a few feet away and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “going for a midday swim?” the words were stupid, but fred couldn’t help the grin that followed. “whatever you’re looking for, i bet we have it at the lodge,” he offered, raising his brows expectantly. he didn’t know the guy, didn’t even know his name - but as amusing as it would be to keep watching the man hit the lake with a large stick, he might as well offer the man some of flintlock’s resources.

“i’m freddie, by the way.”

// this post sucks i'm sorry

[EDMUND.]

Growing up, Eddie thrived within the delightful East coast summers, the ocean breeze calming whilst the sun always felt warm and accommodating on his skin. Even the winters were not horrendous, the snow quick to melt by spring. Never would it have ever crossed his mind that he would not only live on the peak of a perilous snowy mountaintop but lead the group which found themselves in an almost yearlong winter. It came with its benefits, however; safety.

Upon hearing his cousin’s voice in his walkie-talkie, Edmund’s brows furrowed, turning away from where he’d been gazing into the fireplace. ❝ Come with me. ❞ Ed raised his pointer finger to gesture towards Thomas who shriveled his face up from where he sat on the sofa, book in his lap. ❝ Let me finish this chapter f- ❞ ❝ Tommy. ❞ The older brother shifted on his seat, sighing before tossing the book aside. ❝ Fine… Fine. ❞

And so, two brothers, side by side, wandered down towards the lake in a comfortable silence, until nearing Freddie’s side. ❝ Oh, that ice is so thick my brother’s ass falling on it didn’t even crack it. ❞ Tommy pointed out gruffly, curling his lip before adding, ❝ Not this brother; he’s only little. The other one is like a fuckin’ juggernaut y’know- ❞ ❝ Thank you, Tommy. ❞ Eddie was short as he uttered, eyes watching the newcomer carefully.

❝ Are you thirsty? ❞ Ed then questioned bluntly, brows bunched together closely. Eddie could only assume either that or the man was attempting to ice fish. Either way, Eddie wasn’t the kind to turn people away; Flintlock was still struggling with supplies after the theft last month, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t offer help if this man so needed it.

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 03/06]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
⋟ captain 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 - 100% // current injuries: n/a
⋟ mental health - 60% // 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
⋟ ex-husband to blake kegan // was caught cheating
⋟ 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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[aspen]

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aspen was still new to this whole group thing, and when she'd been sprawled over a couch and heard the call about someone at the lake, she sat up enough to half heartedly glance between thomas and edmund, resisting the urge to mumble should i care? and instead shifting to a seated position. the duo moved out the door and headed towards wherever the drama was, and ever the curious cat, the blonde scrabbled to her feet, grabbing her coat and shrugging it on as she hurried out the door, a minute or so behind the men.

sure enough, some man was poking the water with a stick. brow quirked, she was tempted to point out the density of the lake, but opted not to. she was more than familiar with frozen lakes and rivers, and more than familiar with getting into them. half of her childhood had been spent ice fishing, and getting through the ice was a tedious process that took sharp things and a lot of man power.

but she stayed quiet, watching with amusement as tommy spoke. she registered that there was, in fact, an oversized stirling; she was still having a hard time with the names, though. at the mention of water, she immediately stuck her hand into her pocket, retrieving a bottle, and awkwardly sticking it out towards the stranger. [color=#4a4e54]"it's-- water." she says, as though it isn't obvious, but there were a number of clear liquids it could be, to be fair. she just tried not to drink too early, and vodka gave her a nasty hangover.

[DOMINIC ;]

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The snow tended to silence the landscape — the waters stopped running, the leaves were frozen stiff, many creatures were hidden away until the annual thaw. Had Kaleo not been whacking away at the icy lake, he likely would have heard the voice in the distance. It wasn't until the voice was within clear earshot and until the figure approaching him was caught out of the corner of his eye that he ceased his attempts to break the ice. Brown eyes fixed onto the stranger before him; he didn't appear to be actively wielding a weapon. Kaleo wasn't too naturally intimidating — although he was over six feet tall, he possessed a slender figure and warm, inviting eyes.

He knew that the male's first question was one of sarcastic nature, and Leo responded with, "I think I'd call that a suicide mission." He would be dead within minutes in this lake. Kaleo set the stick down onto the floor, gaze immediately darting upward when "the lodge" was mentioned. Brows raised, and he realized that this was the place he was looking for. "The Lodge? As in Flintlock Lodge?" Asked the young adult, wanting to clarify that he was indeed in the right place. "The name's Kaleo."

Two other young men had shown up; it was apparent that they were close. An amused smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he observed the brotherly banter, and it was obvious who the pest of the duo was. Leo was reminded of his own brothers and how they acted similarly while growing up. He gives a look to Edmund, who appears less than patient with his sibling. "Isn't it fun having brothers?" Kaleo did not linger on the subject for long; it was a bit touchy for him. Instead, he moved on to answer Edmund's question, "Yes, a little. I was just hoping to fill up my canteen, but I don't think I'll have much luck." The ice was stubborn and refused to break, and he'd need a hammer or something of greater magnitude to put a dent in the surface.

A young woman had shown up, silent in contrast to the others who had addressed him. Kaleo hadn't paid much attention to her until she offered him a bottle of water, something he had not been expecting. A desperate man would have accepted her gesture, but he instead decided to politely decline. Leo gave a shake of his head and a raise of his hand. "No thank you, miss; I still have some left." It wasn't like he needed water urgently, as his canteen was still about a quarter full, but he had been hoping to refill from the lake. It looked like he wouldn't have to go that route, after all, because either these people were going to kidnap him and keep him prisoner or they were going to offer him water and shelter. They seemed decent enough, but hey, looks could be deceiving.

[EDMUND.]

At least the newcomer saw amusement in the bantering between two brothers (was there such a thing as unreciprocated banter?), although Eddie probably could have done without Tommy’s mindless rambles. As the newcomer looked towards him, Ed couldn’t help twitch a brow upwards in agreement, choosing to add as he folded his arms across his chest, ❝ They have their benefits from time to time. ❞ ❝ From time to time? We’re the only reason y- ❞ ❝ Tommy. ❞ Oh, thank God the newcomer was quick to change the topic of conversation.

Eyes shifted towards the frozen over lake. He was certainly going to be unable to break through to the water below. After all, this was the same lake that the group had skated on only a month or so ago. Eddie chose to remain silent during the interaction between Aspen and the newcomer, waiting a second before he continued to talk. ❝ We have water back up at the lodge… if you need. ❞ Eddie offered, pausing before adding, ❝ And a place to stay if that’s what you’re searching for up on these mountains. I’m Eddie, and you’re at Flintlock Lodge. ❞

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 03/06]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
⋟ captain 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 - 100% // current injuries: n/a
⋟ mental health - 60% // 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
⋟ ex-husband to blake kegan // was caught cheating
⋟ 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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