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//trigger warnings for violence, injuries, blood, etc

They'd barely taken a breath between getting their new injuries sewn up and bandages swathed around them and marching over to the casino. They'd grabbed their pretty much ruined jacket (rest in peace old friend), given Gavril a quick kiss and then headed towards the casino, ordering anyone that happened to be around to spread the word that there was going to be a meeting.

All Cat wanted right now was to lay down and sleep. Forget being fucking stabbed, this was painful. The old wound from Mike that they'd tried so hard to hide had been re-opened, and that was only the beginning. Their shoulder had been dislocated (though it was back in place now), their eye was slowly turning black, their arm had taken a blow meant for Creed, someone had delivered a pretty solid kick to their knee and while not the most serious injury they had, it caused them to walk with a bit of a limp. And, of course, there was the small gash on the back of their head. Truth be told, that one messed them up the most, if for nothing else their history of taking blows there. It wasn't a happy one by any means; hell it had even influenced the rules of the Badlands.

They had hidden the stab wound. Part of it had been to hide all weakness that one might take advantage of, part of it was so that no one would ask what would happen and they wouldn't get any questions about the person that had stabbed them. But in this case, it was a question they'd answer perhaps even before it was asked. And they'd had a bit of an epiphany; these wounds didn't make them weak for having them. Yes, someone might still try to take advantage, but they'd cross that bridge if and when it came up. To everyone else, however? They'd taken all of this damage and still there they stood. That took strength.

(At least that's how Cat wanted to think about it.)

So they made no attempts to hide it, they limped towards the casino, (they tried to downplay that, if just because that more than anything else felt like a telegraph of weakness), their torn, blood-drenched jacket slung over their shoulder. They hadn't bothered putting a shirt back on, which they slightly regretted as it was a bit of a chilly spring day, but it was too late to change their mind.

Since they had gotten back and pretty much immediately went to see Mordecai and Lucerne for treatment, and then headed to the casino. There was no time to do the small amount of prep that they normally did, so they had someone go get Molly and have her bring their cardboard box of goodies. In the meantime, Cat sprawled out on their usual billiard table; forget that casually leaning against or sitting on it. They just wanted to fucking sleep. They were exhausted and everything hurt. Nothing sounded better than curling up with their boyfriend and actually letting their body heal for once, but no, they had things to attend to first. A frustrated half sigh/half groan escaped their lips.

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 04/05/19]GENERAL  welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS  done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 04/03/39 ⇥ Temporarily left with Creed to try to find her brother
⇥ 03/24/39 ⇥ Met their cousin Dallas and her half brother Michael
⇥ 03/21/39 ⇥ Named the baby Mo
⇥ 03/16/39 ⇥ Adopted a baby girl

APPEARANCE  dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY  if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS  dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken ⇥ One Crush
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION  i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Blunt objects like bats
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it
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I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
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SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
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