MY OASIS // PATROL

[ASPEN B.]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]aspen has tried his best to avoid the current drama going down within the lodge. he’s never done well with highly emotional situations, they stress him out and make him uncomfortable. he usually never stays around anywhere long enough for things to transpire around him, but bowie’s interest in maxine seems to keep him tied to flintlock. all and all, he’s okay with staying, as long as he avoids being directly roped into the dramatics which he does appear to be on the right track of doing; well, as far as he’s aware, he’s ignorant to the fact that he’s competing with edmund for the blonde’s attention and affection. had he been aware, aspen would probably pack up and go, not wanting all too much to do with treating a woman as a trophy, or anyone for that matter.

in his grand plan to avoid awkward situations, bowie’s begin jumping on any excuse to leave the lodge so he doesn’t have to witness things go down. although, there is, apparently, some murderer on the loose; bowie prefers to just ignore the danger, opting for the belief that aiden’s death was the result of some freak accident. remaining relatively uninformed on the issue, he shouldn’t have too much of an issue holding onto that hope. plus, fred is a good comic relief. he follows a few people behind the leader, also nearly running into the back of the person who stops, narrowly avoiding a disaster. but, it happens anyway when someone slips into the river; aspen can’t hold in his laugh, leaning over a bit and resting a hand on his knee, “ [color=#80bfff]who knew a stream would take the next flintlocker out when there’s a murderer running around, “ he shakes his head, a small tight lipped smile on his face. aspen glances at maisie as she goes into nurse mode, “ [color=#80bfff]need help getting to them? “ he offers, positioning himself to offer the woman a hand to steady herself. even though he jokes, he knows hypothermia is a serious concern with cold water as well as any other injuries. however, he shoots a smirk and snicker to freddie because of the patrol and a show.

[freddie]

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— maisie looked at him with annoyance. freddie pursed his lips thoughtfully. so much for taking the fun, scenic route for patrol. “feel like any bones are broken?” fred’s eyes narrowed ever-so-slightly. most times he was fairly good at blending in among other, slightly-more-normal people. though sometimes it seemed like he lacked something that others noticeably had - empathy.

“broken bones?” he repeated casually, huffing a short breath before remarking lightheartedly, “what, are her bones made of glass?” freddie’s grandma could’ve taken the fall like more of a champ. he looked around at others as if to see if they agreed that they shouldn’t be coddling the other patroller - eyes briefly locking on on none other than bowie. bowie… what a goddamn legend. he knew he could count on him.

holding a hand out, he along with bowie helped the woman cross, along with her assuring that she felt fine all the while. what a let-down, freddie thought. looking towards the small body of water, he gestured for bowie to look at the steady stream. “ever considered surfing?” terrible idea. absolutely awful idea and fred knew it. though there was still a bit of amusement in the thought of pulling the other man’s leg whenever he had the chance.

[spoiler=tags ― updated 08/31.][size=8pt]◜BASICS ┊ THE CURSES OF DIAMONDS AND RINGS ◞
‣  ❝ frederick flynn stirling ❞ | freddie, fred, freds | male [he/him] .
‣ 24 years old . | june 20th; gemini.
‣  currently the warlord of flintlock lodge

◜PERSONALITY: ESTP ┊ ONLY AT FIRST DID IT HAVE ITS APPEAL ◞
‣  boisterous . adaptable . athletic . articulate . brilliant . captivating . charismatic . charming . clever . confident . precise . youthful . loyal . amusing. aggressive . deceptive . proud . smooth . stubborn . traditional . argumentative . conceited . difficult . greedy . power-hungry . impatient .
↳ lover of beer and attention
↳ considers himself royalty

◜ APPEARANCE ┊ NOW YOU CAN'T TELL THE FALSE FROM THE REAL ◞
‣ five foot ten & one hundred and seventy five pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair kept short and neat
↳ muscular, toned build
↳ blue eyes , often alight with mischief , a deceitful smile

◜ FAMILY ┊ EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH TURNS TO GOLD ◞
‣  kelby stirling x lydia clarks | whereabouts unknown
‣ has a brother named william and two sisters named harriet and lucy
‣ large family; multiple cousins and other relatives

◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ STATUES AND EMPIRES ARE ALL AT YOUR HANDS ◞
‣  bisexual ; monogamous | never had a serious relationship before
‣ current lover to mollie hawthorne
↳ no strings attached . sees her as a best friend . is terrified he has developed genuine feelings for her.

◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ WHO CAN YOU TRUST ? ◞
‣  [ 9/10 ] physically  |  [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ very difficult ] | difficulty w/ melees [ difficult ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ difficult ]
‣ [member=1512]elysian.[/member] | dm for any major plots .
‣  friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .[/size][/spoiler]

[ASPEN B.]

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]normally, bowie never really questioned injuries; what the hell did he know about medical shit? spoiler: nothing. so he didn’t question maisie’s concern, that is until freddie mentioned something. it did just seem like a little tumble, however who knows. his head tilts a bit, but bowie keeps his mouth shut, just offering the other man a little closed lipped smile and shrugged his shoulders. plus, he doesn’t want to make maisie feel bad about something she’s passionate about. the questions seem harmless enough. and, the woman is okay, letting bowie release a breath of relief.

surfing! oh god, it’d been awhile since he’s even really even thought about surfing. “ [color=#80bfff]i actually used to live on the coast, spent a summer or two catching waves, “ bowie grins just thinking about it, “ [color=#80bfff]so you surf? “ bowie makes the assumption since freddie had brought it up. “ [color=#80bfff]seams up your alley, no need to worry about falling, “ he tries to poke fun right back at fred, remembering the skateboarding day. bowie definitely isn’t as good at surfing as he is at skating, but being on the water is a whole different experience. honestly, he’d encourage anyone to at least do it once, just for the thrill.

[freddie]

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— patrols always worked wonders for freddie’s ego. there was something about wandering with a group of people - purposefully placing himself up in the front so he could be the center of attention - that could boost anyone’s confidence in themselves. not that freddie needed the boost, nor was he hurting nearly as much as others in the lodge. he tried not to cringe at the reminder of all the shit that’d been going on around the lodge. will and joey’s failed proposal, though not concerning him, still left an uncomfortable prick beneath his skin. that was his brother, after all - the second-hand embarrassment was enough to make him almost want to fume over it like his brother had been. stretching his arms above his head, he sighed casually.

good thing he never had relationship problems. people should really try to follow freddie’s lead when it came to their own lives; he was obviously quite the expert at knowing how to live. everyone around here concerned themselves too much with things like love - fred tried not to retch - or finding the dead bodies of those they loved. did people actually find aiden’s body, anyway? those that knew her seemed to be completely broken by her disappearance. unbelievable. ... how would he feel if mollie went missing? humming his thoughts to an abrupt stop, he cleared his throat slowed to a stop as they neared the small waterfall. yeah. people could use this fresh air, he reasoned.

he looked at the gentle water trickling down, slowing to a stop - much to the annoyance of the person behind them as they bumped into him, releasing an irritated huff.

“just because it’s a patrol doesn’t mean we can’t sight-see right?” he stepped over the small stream of water with a tiny bit of a leap. turning his head to watch someone else try and follow suit -- just to slip and go tumbling into the little stream. they stood up quickly and scrambled towards the other side.

“shit’s freezing.”

fred looked like he was trying not to laugh, voice wavering from withheld amusement as he remarked, “look out; it’s slippery.”

[MAISE.]

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