CTRL + ALT + DEL [battle training]

[capt. salem]

AND CHANCES ARE, THEY WON'T GO FAR | | |

Salem blinked as Cat examined themselves, and then burst out into laughter. He'd expected the leader to maybe brush it off, or maybe be into it, but he hadn't really been expecting that. Maybe Catalyst wasn't so bad; they were at least fun to tease.

Salem smiled, feeling a bit less tense now. "Well, I guess the fun kind of training will come later." Salem commented lightly, still continuing to stretch for what time he had before the training started. He didn't want to pull anything, and the movement gave him something to do.

[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]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]