02-19-2020, 08:34 PM
tw. mention of a memory of a shootout
A screech resounded throughout the Lodge, Edmund’s heart leaping into his throat. That scream was familiar, one from his youngest sibling, Ida. He remembered that scream as it taunted him every waking moment of his day; her cries of fear the moment gunfire ricocheted through the Lodge barely a year ago.
That scream was familiar.
Scrambling to his feet, the very first thing Eddie went to grab was his rifle, hand almost growing white from the way he gripped onto it as he rushed down the stairs after the source of the noise. Into the lounge and-
His shoulders slumped. ❝ What’s your problem? ❞ Alfie asked, curling a lip as he looked towards Eddie. The burly man stood in the middle of the lounge, accompanied by Henry who was playfully trying to wrestle Alfie’s leg whilst Ida quickly sat down from where she had been standing on the sofa.
❝ What’s this? ❞ Ed uttered softly, vacant gaze shifting across the scene in front of him as Henry quickly straightened up, looking towards Eddie with eyes as wide as saucers whilst Ida peeked her head over the back of the sofa sheepishly.
❝ The floor is lava! ❞ Ida pointed out before springing from one sofa to the next with a squeal before Ed lowered his eyes with a stressed sigh. ❝ Right. Of course- ❞ He lowered his rifle, resting it against the wall, before Alfie piped up, ❝ Who all wants to play hide and seek? ❞
Eddie supposed that he was scared to be the cause of any more harm, because it seemed like if it wasn't him hurting, then it was everyone around him who was being hurt. He wasn't scared. He was terrified. It was a sobering thought, Ed wondered whilst he tried to slow his heart from slamming against his chest, leaning back against the wall. He was always terrified. He always acted like he knew what he was doing, but the truth was he'd never felt so out of control. So lost.
Henry pointed across the room towards Eddie, announcing, ❝ You count! ❞ ❝ Oh, I'm watching. ❞ Ed replied shortly, Henry pouting before throwing his hands into the air, ❝ Who's gonna count then?! ❞
[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 01/07]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
⋟ skipper 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 - 80% // current injuries: stitches on side of head where his head was slammed into ice and a chest infection following a near-drowning experience.
⋟ mental health - 70% // 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
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ 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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A screech resounded throughout the Lodge, Edmund’s heart leaping into his throat. That scream was familiar, one from his youngest sibling, Ida. He remembered that scream as it taunted him every waking moment of his day; her cries of fear the moment gunfire ricocheted through the Lodge barely a year ago.
That scream was familiar.
Scrambling to his feet, the very first thing Eddie went to grab was his rifle, hand almost growing white from the way he gripped onto it as he rushed down the stairs after the source of the noise. Into the lounge and-
His shoulders slumped. ❝ What’s your problem? ❞ Alfie asked, curling a lip as he looked towards Eddie. The burly man stood in the middle of the lounge, accompanied by Henry who was playfully trying to wrestle Alfie’s leg whilst Ida quickly sat down from where she had been standing on the sofa.
❝ What’s this? ❞ Ed uttered softly, vacant gaze shifting across the scene in front of him as Henry quickly straightened up, looking towards Eddie with eyes as wide as saucers whilst Ida peeked her head over the back of the sofa sheepishly.
❝ The floor is lava! ❞ Ida pointed out before springing from one sofa to the next with a squeal before Ed lowered his eyes with a stressed sigh. ❝ Right. Of course- ❞ He lowered his rifle, resting it against the wall, before Alfie piped up, ❝ Who all wants to play hide and seek? ❞
Eddie supposed that he was scared to be the cause of any more harm, because it seemed like if it wasn't him hurting, then it was everyone around him who was being hurt. He wasn't scared. He was terrified. It was a sobering thought, Ed wondered whilst he tried to slow his heart from slamming against his chest, leaning back against the wall. He was always terrified. He always acted like he knew what he was doing, but the truth was he'd never felt so out of control. So lost.
Henry pointed across the room towards Eddie, announcing, ❝ You count! ❞ ❝ Oh, I'm watching. ❞ Ed replied shortly, Henry pouting before throwing his hands into the air, ❝ Who's gonna count then?! ❞
[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 01/07]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
⋟ skipper 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 - 80% // current injuries: stitches on side of head where his head was slammed into ice and a chest infection following a near-drowning experience.
⋟ mental health - 70% // 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
⋟ husband to blake moray // cheating on her with multiple people
⋟ 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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