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 who the hell even invented this anyway? that was what he figured bitterly as he threw the line out across the ocean, watching and waiting impatiently for a fish to bite. seriously, who the hell came up with an idea of throwing a fucking string with bait at the end into the water to catch a fish? if he didn’t have anything better to do, he definitely wouldn’t have been standing there at the end of the dock, waiting for something to bite.
he’d never truly had the patience that most people he met had. he sort of figured his short temper was something he couldn’t truly get rid of, no matter how hard he tried. he glowered as he shifted weight to one leg, tapping his foot absently. maybe fishing would fix that (he said, sarcastically to himself).
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Fishing was one small area where Salem had some proficiency. Years of being out on the open ocean while needing food to sustain yourself meant you learned how to fish really quickly. It took patience, strength and then some dexterity to prepare the fucking thing once you've hauled it out of the water. Raiding the mainland for supplies only supplemented their diets so much, after all.
Salem hadn't been fishing since joining the Badlands though; there wasn't any need anymore, and hanging out for hours on the dock would only be depressing. Still, his feet had carried him down to the shore that day and he noticed Addy standing at the end of the dock with a line in the water.
Salem climbed up the dock and walked towards Addy, keeping his footsteps as quiet as he could; he didn't want to be responsible for scaring off the fish. "Never took you for the type, bud." Salem commented quietly, coming to a stop next to Addy.
[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]
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 salem quietly walking over- why was addy somewhat not surprised by that? he looked over his shoulder at the man as he quietly said some comment about how he never took him as the type to do this. huffing a slight breath, he shook his head and looked back out onto the waters.
“i’m not,†he decided to not be the biggest ass to salem. for once. fishing fucking sucked; he might as well try and keep company while it was there so he didn’t go fucking insane. “there’s nothing else to do.†that was his reasoning; nothing else to do. he spent most of his time in the casino- but even sometimes the casino left him feeling bored and seeking something else to do.
“shit. at this point i’d rather be doing nothing.†he looked to the side to look at salem. a pause, before, “how long does it take for them to bite? shit’s taking forever.†since salem was probably an expert at this. wouldn’t hurt to ask. (not that he even knew salem was an expert; he just assumed that the odd man did odd things, such as fishing).
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Salem rocked back and forth on his heels, gazing out at the water as Addy replied. Addy's tone wasn't exactly welcoming, but it wasn't hostile; and Salem was more inclined to give Addy a bit of leeway in the friendliness department, considering he was snippy to everyone.
"I can think of a few things." Salem said, letting a small smile crack through the quiet melancholy that took him whenever he was this close to the ocean. "But doing nothing sounds better than all of those ideas, frankly." Salem added, though perhaps that was just because he enjoyed lazing around for long periods of time with small bursts of activity in between; maybe Addy was a more active person than him.
"That's a pretty open ended question, friend. It could take a few seconds or a few hours." Salem answered simply. "What kind of fish live in these waters?" He decided to ask; he hadn't done much coastal fishing in his lifetime, and the Badlands might have an entirely different ecosystem than what he was used to.
[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]
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You'd think fishing was the sort of thing they could kick back and enjoy. Something quiet, low effort (until it came time to reel the fish in, anyway), and productive. Aside from the smell, what wasn't there to love? The smell. The smell was fucking terrible, and so was getting the bait together, and dealing with the fish once it was reeled in. Yeah, fishing was a last resort for Cat, but it was good to see other people doing it.
"Talking scares them away." They said, approaching Addy and Salem with their hands in their pockets. "If you're gonna just sit around on your ass, might as well do something useful."
/ninja'd smh
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 07/25/19] 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
⇥ 07/16/39 ⇥ Saw their parents announce their vow renewal
⇥ 07/14/39 ⇥ Attended Blake and Eddie's wedding
⇥ 06/26/39 ⇥ Led a raid on the Insurrection
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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ 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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I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
[align=center] SOMEBODY [I]SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————
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 oh, god, salem was getting all quiet and weird. almost sad. he’d been around someone who was rather quiet and weird, melancholic to a certain extent that he knew what it felt like. a gentle rainstorm at his side. he glanced over at salem before shaking his head and looking back out across the ocean. while salem didn’t mind doing nothing, addy sometimes… well, it depended on his mood, he guessed. relaxing wasn't exactly something he was best at; he was used to always being on edge, being slightly paranoid or annoyed by something.
but right now, lazing around doing nothing was way fucking better than waiting for fish to bite.
salem asked what kind of fish lived in these waters. “hell if i know.†he shifted his weight onto one side. “hopefully ones that don’t take all damn day to bite.†the few minutes he’d been here already felt like hours. turning his head over his shoulder just enough to see catalyst strolling over, he rolled his eyes. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you fish.†guess it was both his and catalyst’s last resort. finally something he respected (because, seriously, who the fuck enjoyed fishing?)
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He couldn't really say anything about the smell of such an activity. Sure, fish smelt bad, but hunger struck harder than any scent. And Salem didn't flinch easily, even when faced with the stinking shit of an existence he was currently living. He missed the ocean, the rock of the waves underfoot and the open, trusting bond of his crew.
But now he had Addy, and Cat, and whatever other fucks wound up in a place like the Badlands. It wasn't a great change of pace, but he kept his mourning for the quiet moments. And as Cat clomped up behind them, it seemed as though the quiet moment had reached its end.
"That's why we were keeping our voices down, captain." Salem said, lapsing back into the confident persona he loved so much. "Pfft, you say that like you don't spend just as much time lounging yourself."
"Well there's your problem; though there isn't any good way to know until you've pulled em out of the water, then." Salem chuckled softly at Addy's words. "Well, you could always get a tan while you wait."
He had to hold back a laugh as Addy snapped at Cat. Well, it made sense; fishing didn't seem like Cat or Addy's style.
[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]
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It seemed as if they'd walked in on and ruined a bit of a quiet moment. Eh, they didn't care much. Should they? Probably, but whatever. "Didn't know you had constant surveillance on me, Addy. From birth until now. Wait, is that what the shadowy figure following me was doing? My god, I was a fool." Really, did he expect anything other than a sarcastic and dramatic reply?
"Oh is that what you call that. I see." They rolled their eyes. Okay, that was true; they were lazy and tended to avoid doing anything laborious if at all possible. "That's the good thing about being the boss, isn't it? You can delegate and supervise and that's the job most of the time." But that didn't mean they were afraid of getting their hands dirty... It just meant that the "dirt" tended to be red and liquid. Cat snorted and rolled their eyes. "Or a sunburn. Get him as red as his hair."
[spoiler=IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 07/25/19] 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
⇥ 07/16/39 ⇥ Saw their parents announce their vow renewal
⇥ 07/14/39 ⇥ Attended Blake and Eddie's wedding
⇥ 06/26/39 ⇥ Led a raid on the Insurrection
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
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ 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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I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
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 now it was his turn to roll his eyes. “don’t flatter yourself,†he remarked, shrugging his shoulders. “even your shadow doesn’t want to fuckin’ follow you around.†not his best response, but it was still one that he made as he absently watched his line bobbing along in the water. shit fucking sucked. if the fish went ahead and began to bite on the hook it’d be great.
catalyst’s remark about being able to “delegate and supervise†most of the time since he was boss was enough for addy to put his hand behind his back and show them his middle finger, not looking back at them-- mainly because a ghost of a smile was tugging at his lips and catalyst didn’t need the satisfaction of knowing that they amused the shit out of him.
a pointed look at salem. “does it look like i tan?†it was getting hard not to find amusement in the two’s remarks, and as catalyst jumped on the bandwagon about getting a sunburn, he shook his head. the smile he’d been hiding creeping on his lips as he said an amused, “shut up. seriously, fuck you guys.â€Â
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Salem didn't stifle a chuckle and a grin at Addy's joke. While Catalyst ranted on about nonsense, Salem lapsed into something akin to contentment; it wasn't really honest to what he was feeling, but anybody looking would see he was happier while ragging on their boss.
"And I don't suppose you give your reflection any time off, either?" Okay, not his best tag-on, but he was working with what he's got. He glanced at the water, noticing the bobber bouncing along the waves; it didn't look like Addy had a bite yet, but perhaps he would soon.
"Hey, I don't profile based on looks. Maybe you're the type of person who enjoys looking like a ripened tomato." Salem quipped back, not listening to Addy's plea to shut up; he'd caught a glimpse of that smile, and he wasn't going to let Addy go back into stoic-mode without a fight. "Oh, and at least buy us dinner first." Salem added with a cheeky grin, offering Catalyst in his mind an opportunity on a silver platter to continue on the ragging train.
[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]
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