06-29-2019, 03:09 AM
AND CHANCES ARE, THEY WON'T GO FAR | | |
Salem had been sober for far too long, frankly. The last time he'd had a drink had been- gods, nine days ago? Back when he was still commanding his ship and had access to a nice liquor cabinet. He'd been collecting bottles after arriving in the Badlands, but it was nowhere near his old collection.
He frowned when he imagined Captain Shire drinking any of his liquor; he knew it'd most likely happened already, but it still felt violating and wrong. Well whatever, Shire would pay for it in time.
It was safe to say Salem wasn't in the greatest mood, but his spirits still lifted as he noticed someone approaching the city. He saw no reason to not greet them, so the man approached with both hands hooked around his belt and a mildly sleazy grin stretching over his features.
"You look lost, are you aware you're in the Badlands?" Salem asked, resisting the urge to call the other man "kiddo". He was still getting used to the idea of not being the youngest around here and well- frankly, most of the people he'd met seemed so young.
"Salem, and you are?" He sprung into an introduction, reaching out one hand to offer for the other man to shake. It was still bandaged and bloody, and Salem was still sour after his initial joining and the questions his handshake had raised, but he wasn't fucking rude.
He frowned when he imagined Captain Shire drinking any of his liquor; he knew it'd most likely happened already, but it still felt violating and wrong. Well whatever, Shire would pay for it in time.
It was safe to say Salem wasn't in the greatest mood, but his spirits still lifted as he noticed someone approaching the city. He saw no reason to not greet them, so the man approached with both hands hooked around his belt and a mildly sleazy grin stretching over his features.
"You look lost, are you aware you're in the Badlands?" Salem asked, resisting the urge to call the other man "kiddo". He was still getting used to the idea of not being the youngest around here and well- frankly, most of the people he'd met seemed so young.
"Salem, and you are?" He sprung into an introduction, reaching out one hand to offer for the other man to shake. It was still bandaged and bloody, and Salem was still sour after his initial joining and the questions his handshake had raised, but he wasn't fucking rude.
[justify]No, I don't care what momma says, [abbr=Goes by Salem or Monty ✴ He/Him or They/Them Pronouns ✴ 28yrs Old ✴ 6'3" ✴ Former pirate captain ✴ Sexuality is a unlabeled free for all, romance is questioning]&[/abbr]
You'll wind me up, [abbr=Medium Physically ✴ Hard Mentally ✴ Attacks with whip, scimitar or revolver✴ Open to capture and maim if requested / discussed prior ✴ Not open for death ✴ Difficult but not impossible to defeat or subdue]&[/abbr]
Or you'll wind up dead [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic ✴ Ear-length dull brown hair ✴ Bright green eyes ✴ Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing ✴ Five o'clock shadow 24/7 but can never grow a real beard ✴ Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
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You'll wind me up, [abbr=Medium Physically ✴ Hard Mentally ✴ Attacks with whip, scimitar or revolver✴ Open to capture and maim if requested / discussed prior ✴ Not open for death ✴ Difficult but not impossible to defeat or subdue]&[/abbr]
Or you'll wind up dead [abbr=Guy Fieri aesthetic ✴ Ear-length dull brown hair ✴ Bright green eyes ✴ Three piercings on both ears (two on top cartilage, one large on lobe), and a lip piercing ✴ Five o'clock shadow 24/7 but can never grow a real beard ✴ Both pinky fingers cut off]&[/abbr]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]
TAKING LESSONS FROM THE DELUDED
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