04-06-2019, 10:06 PM
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tw: mentions alcohol, blood, profanity, violence, religion
Here he was at this meeting, why he even bothered to attend meetings was a valid question to the man, it wasn't as though anyone would really miss his absence. Half the group seemed to give him a wide birth, and the other half had issues with him stemming from very real feelings and courses of events. He squinted judgmentally at Cat, the leader was no longer "Boss" in his mind, it seemed to him, a show of more respect than they deserved.
The soldier crossed his arms over his chest, standing straight, his eyes evaluating Cat as they took up their usual place. It was... regrettable that Mike was currently not in a situation to offer help to the leader, because while he found the idea of the person a bit nauseating, he still was loyal to Cat, despite the fact that the bastard had staged a scene between themself and Creed, thus making Mike chose between the two.
There had been no contest, he chose Creed, chose her for all the times he had failed to take care of her, and Cat had promptly decided he was better off dead than alive, not that Mike blamed him for that conclusion. However, he was now... still alive, and Cat seemed to be trying their hardest to make Mike's life miserable, not that anyone could make his life as miserable as he himself made it on most days.
The only light in his life, and also quite a big shadow from it as well (though not the only shadow) was the discovery of his son, Will, still being alive. It was hard to believe that the boy had somehow survived all these years... and had made his way here, to Mike. Thankfully, his son was nothing like him, taking after his mother more, god, Jenny had been one amazing woman.
Mike's face fell slightly, and the mental barrage of insults that had been streaming through his head directed towards Cat ceased as his mind was occupied by a more bittersweet subject. His lovely, decreased wife.
tw: mentions alcohol, blood, profanity, violence, religion
Here he was at this meeting, why he even bothered to attend meetings was a valid question to the man, it wasn't as though anyone would really miss his absence. Half the group seemed to give him a wide birth, and the other half had issues with him stemming from very real feelings and courses of events. He squinted judgmentally at Cat, the leader was no longer "Boss" in his mind, it seemed to him, a show of more respect than they deserved.
The soldier crossed his arms over his chest, standing straight, his eyes evaluating Cat as they took up their usual place. It was... regrettable that Mike was currently not in a situation to offer help to the leader, because while he found the idea of the person a bit nauseating, he still was loyal to Cat, despite the fact that the bastard had staged a scene between themself and Creed, thus making Mike chose between the two.
There had been no contest, he chose Creed, chose her for all the times he had failed to take care of her, and Cat had promptly decided he was better off dead than alive, not that Mike blamed him for that conclusion. However, he was now... still alive, and Cat seemed to be trying their hardest to make Mike's life miserable, not that anyone could make his life as miserable as he himself made it on most days.
The only light in his life, and also quite a big shadow from it as well (though not the only shadow) was the discovery of his son, Will, still being alive. It was hard to believe that the boy had somehow survived all these years... and had made his way here, to Mike. Thankfully, his son was nothing like him, taking after his mother more, god, Jenny had been one amazing woman.
Mike's face fell slightly, and the mental barrage of insults that had been streaming through his head directed towards Cat ceased as his mind was occupied by a more bittersweet subject. His lovely, decreased wife.
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MICHAEL FORD
Michael Ford is a 45 year old, man, he's stubbornly loyal to whatever cause he chooses, protective of his family and friends, he's a member of the Badlands. Michael has issues controlling his anger in most situations. He is a difficult opponent and well trained, feel free to power play nonviolent interactions though.