swear to me that if it isn't dead you'll all c[o]me back

[Paige]

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[I][b]She got horns like
a devil     

[B][I]You should see me in a crown

She sat on a rock at the beach, she hadn't said much since her rather extreme arrival. some of her clothes had rips on them, even the layers she had one all seemed to have at least one rip or tear in them. Her face still had blood from scratches and healing wounds. There was a bandage wrapped around her hand, it probably needed changing but she didn't have any on her.

When she left, it was definitely weird not hearing the ocean every morning or not smelling the nasty low tide. That's why she was there now, letting the wind blow her hair and not minding the smell of the water. She had somehow missed it, plus it would be the last place she really expected to be looked for, the first being Mord's or the casino. Though if someone did find her? She didn't care.

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[LUCERNE.]

— Lucerne found it therapeutic to find himself staring out at the crashing waves of the ocean. Especially after what had happened at the last meeting, he found himself gravitating towards the beach more and more - the buildings were a prime target, a place where he'd be happy to try and avoid the very best he could. And so, he'd spend more time at the beach. Perhaps in contemplation. Perhaps thinking nothing at all. Nobody would know by looking at him what was on his mind.

The beach was often quite quiet, the few passersby rarely stopping to talk to Lucerne anyway. He didn't mind, however - he was never known to be the most talkative anyway. But, eyes fell upon Paige sat staring on into the distance and Lucerne could not help but slowly make his way over, hands held comfortably behind his back. After all, he would not verbally admit it, but he was thankful for what she did for the Badlands last weekend, saving them all from the terror group. He stopped nearby, quiet and contemplative, as she watched out across the ocean. "What you did last weekend was an impressive act." He stated matter-of-factly, "Had you planned that... stunt?"

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family:raleway; font-size: 12px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 4/15]basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    — current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    — has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    — sees him as his person
    — doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    — loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // plot
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    — some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

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[Paige]

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[I]She got horns like
a devil     

[B][I]You should see me in a crown

She glanced over as she was approached. Noticing he really wasn't...going away, she looked completely towards him. She was quick to shift around enough that she'd be able to hide her hurt hand from view casually. Paige's eyes were quick to check him over, almost like she wasn't trusting him, a badlander. Like if she did? Something would happen to her. He spoke of her entrance back, when she showed up and shot someone with her crossbow. Something that at the time seemed so...automatic.

Paige shook her head when he quested if it was planned [b]"No...I heard the explosion and just...ran" she muttered, which was pretty much what she had done. She had heard the explosion on her way back and everything else just kinda happened. Like an instinct. Of course she'd shoot people that Cat shot at, that justified they were dangerous and she definitely didn't want to lose someone else. No. She had wanted to help.

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[LUCERNE.]

— Lucerne squinted his eyes very slightly as the woman quickly shifted around, noting to himself that it was as if she had something to hide. Of course, it was none of his business, though. Not like he even cared anyway. And so, shifting side to side uncomfortably, he refused to look over, instead peering out at the ocean. He'd not question anything, especially since he wouldn't waste his breath on a menial matter like that. He supposed that he barely even knew the woman as it was, and so if he were to question it she'd only respond negatively anyway. All Lucerne wanted to do was to ask about her return. After all, it had fascinated him and, the more he thought to himself, the more he wanted her to realize that wordlessly he was trying to thank her for being there. If it wasn't for her, those people would've still been out there, able to strike again at any given moment.

"Interesting." He mused quietly in response, seemingly almost dismissive of her words. Yet, he couldn't help but sound so mean - it was just the way he naturally spoke. It wasn't like Lucerne would've been able to have done what Paige had done. He was more naturally inclined to run away from danger rather than stare it in the face. If anything, the worst Lucerne would be willing to do would be to knock somebody unconscious. Maiming or death was a massive no-no in his mind. Paige was brave for thinking otherwise. "I doubt that anybody would be able to thank you enough."

[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family:raleway; font-size: 12px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 4/15]basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
⫸ faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    — current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    — has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    — sees him as his person
    — doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    — loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // plot
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
⫸ will be acting out of character as he is still grieving over the loss of his brother
⫸ TW. he is an active drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine
    — some interactions with him may be whilst he is under the influence of said drugs

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[CATALYST]

Considering everything that had happened, they'd barely had the chance to spare a thought towards Paige. Their first priority had to be securing the Badlands, seeing as there had been an attack in the heart of the territory. Not on the fringes, but on the casino, with snipers on the roofs. Ensuring no one else got hurt was vital, but now things had calmed down and they finally had a moment to talk to Paige.

They'd seen her from their house, sitting by the water. So, Cat headed down, though by the time they finally got there Lucerne was there. Alright, so perhaps they couldn't do the full interrogation they had been planning, but that was fine. "Yeah. Thanks." They muttered, stuffing their hands into their jacket pockets. "So... you good? I haven't seen you in forever." Great job, Cat.

[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 05/05/19]GENERAL  welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Goes only by Catalyst or Cat
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
⇥ Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
⇥ Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS  done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 04/20/39 ⇥ Released Northstar from Badlands occupation
⇥ 04/16/39 ⇥ Was saved by Sheogorath
⇥ 04/15/39 ⇥ Took the Badlands brand

APPEARANCE  dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY  if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS  dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
⇥ Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken ⇥ One Crush
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION  i'm taking back the c r o w n
⇥ Hard physically ⇥ Hard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
⇥ Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it
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[Paige]

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If I'm waitin'
it's on my throne     

[B][I]Come on, what's up, danger?

She snickered [b]"Not really, I'm just not a fucking [i]idiot." As far as she was concerned she simply did what everyone would've/should've done in the situation. At least she was able to do something this time, not just run for her life and hope to not get caught again. "I doubt that anybody would be able to thank you enough." "I don't want anyone to. I didn't do anything impressive" she argued, glaring over at Lucerne. She hadn't done a damn thing  worth of praise and she was going to stick to this forever. She literally just shot someone. That's all she did. She didn't save anyone or kill one of the snipers. She just shot some dumbass kid.

"Yeah. Thanks." She looked towards Cat "What the hell did I just say? Shut the fuck up" she muttered before looking away from them and back towards the ocean. Then she was just quiet. Silent, actually. Something Paige didn't really seem to do. "So... you good? I haven't seen you in forever." "No" she replied bluntly, though she had no intentions to explain it further.

//this real bad sorry

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[CATALYST]

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