THROUGH ADVERSITY ✯✯ MEETING, 4/29 - 5/5

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Lestat wandered over, not really interested in what was going on, but having nothing else to really do. He leaned against the wall and halfheartedly listened. If Claudia didn't show (which was always a possibility, considering she rarely made appearances during the daylight due to her condition), he'd probably have to repeat the information he heard here. At the news of having to redecorate, though, his interest piqued. He had quite expensive tastes and quite enjoyed likening his surroundings to his fancies. He could definitely help in those regards. Then there was a promotion of someone who he didn't know. He threw a glance at the older man, hearing his exclaims in French, quirking a brow. Another French speaker? Stat was a native Frenchman, coming from a place of nobility and high class. He turned his attention back to Josie, half-smiling. "Understood, mademoiselle," he said.

[spoiler=BLOODLUST -✧- tags][size=8pt]WALKING, WAITING ✧ general
NAME ; lestat de lioncourt
  - NICKNAMES ; les, stat
GENDER ; male
  - PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; bisexual with male leanings
AGE ; 24
  - BIRTHDAY ; november 7th
ALLIANCE ; flintlock lodge
  - RANK ; member

ALONE WITHOUT A CARE ✧ appearance
HEIGHT ; 6'0"
WEIGHT ; 135lbs
DESCRIPTION ; lestat has thick, curly blond hair that falls to his shoulders. his skin is deathly white and cold. his eyes are gray that seem to absorb the colors around him, making them look blue or violet in certain lights. he's very slim and slightly taller than average, however there's faint definition of muscles under his almost translucent skin. his nose is fairly short and narrow, and his lips seem almost too full for his face.
CLOTHING ; lestat has a wildly varied wardrobe. he always looks good (usually too good for a post-apocalyptic society) because he's very into fashion. he likes wearing luxurious silks and plush fabrics, or leather and mesh. he definitely enjoys the punk movement, wearing heavy metal or rocker clothes. though, it's not uncommon for him to be sporting royal robes and high fashion outfits.
  - INVENTORY ; lestat doesn't usually carry much on his person, except maybe some daggers or food. he's musically inclined and likes having instruments where he goes. he has an old violin from an old lover he took that means a lot to him.

HOPING, AND HATING ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; enthusiastic, bold, academic, fun-loving, altruistic
NEUTRAL ;  fashionable, musical, attention-seeking, philosophical, moralistic
NEGATIVE ; defiant, arrogant, conceited, egotistical
MBTI ; entp
TV TROPES ; anti-hero, badass gay, character filibuster, manipulative bastard, übermensch
ALIGNMENT ; chaotic neutral

THINGS I CAN'T BEAR ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; hard
TRAINED IN ; blades
ATTACK IN ; bold #773b53
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; nonviolent powerplay
WILL CAPTURE ; WILL TORTURE ; WILL KILL[/spoiler]

[JOSIE]

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—「 ❀ 」 As a child, Jo's favorite time of year had always been the first few days after the snow melted. Everything was muddy — her knees, the dog's paws, the horses and cows — and all of that meant an extra few hours cleaning up, but there was something about that muddy mess that felt good. Perhaps it was because some part of her knew what was to come from all of it. A few muddy weeks and then flowers and green grass. She would tend to the garden and make sure that rabbits didn't steal the broccoli, though she would sneak them a few bits and pieces every now and then. She would repair the fence and make sure that the gate was shut tight, and she would sink her fingers into the dirt and work. Life had felt so simple, when the only thing ruling her day was the sun (and her parents, and a few hungry animals). Now things are different. She has decisions to make, though thankfully her mind isn't the only one behind it. Things are beginning to grow.

Perhaps that was the point she had been trying to make when her mind wandered to those muddy childhood afternoons: this was Flintlock's, but she was beginning to see things sprout. It was comforting, and the young woman feels much more relaxed than she had the last time she'd held a meeting. This time, it's accompanied by muffins — the old-fashioned sort, which were less sweet and not quite as rich, but still soft and delicious. They were still warm from the oven, too, and Jo figures that she'll grab one after she's done talking. Muffins and coffee, another thing that reminds her of home. Maybe this place is starting to be just that. Her growing comfort is obvious even in the way that she sits, which is... Not at all proper. At all. She sits backwards in one of the plain wooden chairs, her arms folded loosely on top of the backrest and her chin settled there as she waits for people to join them. As usual their meeting time had been distributed on the doors in neat handwriting.

"Good morning everyone," the director offers, voice light and warm. "I know a lot of you are new, so — well firstly, welcome to Flintlock Lodge. Secondly, we have these meetings every Sunday. We have food and a drink, but if you want to bring something of your own, feel free." Her smile, though still slightly shy, is bright and easy until the way her hands brush her hair behind her ears betrays some of her nervousness. "This is just where we share news and such. Speaking of that, Ellie mentioned last week that we had some visitors from Northstar and The Badlands. And Ellie and I have been invited to a... council of sorts. We shouldn't be gone long, and hopefully we'll return with good news. In the meantime, things should be kept running as usual. There are always some older members you can go to for questions." Although they hovered around the lodge and didn't speak too much, Jo trusted most of the NPCs that had been a part of this place for so long. Hopefully they would be able to help while they were gone.

"Before we leave, though, I'm going to start working more on redecorating the common rooms since we have more people. It could use a little bit of a makeover. Like Ellie said last week, we'd like someone to take a patrol out and look for animals both good and bad. We have rabbits, but new options are always nice. It would be nice if someone on the patrol knew how to use a gun. Just in case." The thought makes her nervous, to say the least — shooting animals, or there even being animals to shoot, wasn't something that she was looking forward to seeing. But still, not everything could be tamed, and she doubts that anyone would really try to tame any predator that wandered this far up the mountain. After a moment lost in thought, Josephine sighs and blinks herself back into the present. "If there's anyone who has medical knowledge, even just basic first aid, please let me know. I'd like at least a few more people here to learn."

Green eyes dart to Ellie, and she realizes with a bit of pride that she hadn't been constantly checking for approval like she had last time. (That wasn't to say that she didn't still want it; it was obvious that she did.) They'd talked about the next point a little bit, and the young woman shifts slightly before seeking out [member=8587]ROQUE[/member] in the crowd. "Roque? You've been a lot of help since you joined up, so Ellie and I wanted to offer you a promotion. It's tentative right now, if you keep this up you'll definitely keep it too. But basically you would pick one of our branches — I can explain those. If you need, I mean — and continue to help the lodge run in that area. Would you be interested?"

SUMMARY:
— Welcome to Flintlock! If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to PM me or [member=12]ALLOY[/member] ! (Also if you just want to plot or anything, ofc)
— Jo and Ellie have been invited to a meeting with the leaders of ND and BL to help sort out the Group of Captors. They won't actually be absent IC but she addressed it anyway.
— Weekly tasks will be up today now that we have more members! This week's project is redecorating and cleaning the common room.
— She's looking for someone to hold a patrol to check mostly for animals around the lodge.
— She's also looking for anyone with medical experience that can hold a training session.
— If Roque accepts, he'll be promoted to trainee or ace depending on what branch he picks (I'm sorry Felix, Jo won't trust him as a combat Ace.)

[ROQUE]

felix. he/him. 20.

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