NOTHING INSIDE // OPEN, HUNTING

[freddie]

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— everyone seemed to be minding their own as they all prepared to go to war with bluestem. they didn’t seem to want to misstep; they were all working hard to prepare, scavenging up whatever supplies because you could never have too much. fred felt excited about the war, even as part of him felt a bit uneasy. one one hand, his fingers itched with anticipation at the thought of bloodshed. he’d sent many people to their grave before, and his hands were aching to get back in action again. but then, other thoughts would start to arise. what if he couldn’t protect everyone? what if something happened and mollie got hurt?

he figured he’d do his part and go out on one of many hunting trips. walking ahead of the group confidently, he hummed absently. “here’s a way to never miss your shot,” he pointed out smugly, drawing up his rifle dramatically as if he was taking aim. “pretend they’re a bluestemmer.” perhaps that statement could be a bit ill-stated, considering his cousin was a member of the group.. even if it was, he seemed rather unfazed. lowering his gun, he sighed as he glanced around. “maybe we should set up some traps, while we’re at it. i don’t think we’re going to find any deer at this point.”

[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]

[COLT MADISON.]

[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— colt was trailing a bit behind freddie, less than eager to walk anywhere close to him. he was clutching his gun close to his chest, head down, focused on keeping himself from shivering in the sub-zero temperatures. despite his heavy jacket, the light dusting of snow that was floating down from overhead accumulated on any bare skin with a biting cold. he was just about fully recovered from his bout with hypothermia, but being out in all of the snow and ice always brought back bad memories from the night of the blizzard.

"pretend they're a bluestemmer." colt looked up with a slight frown. he was well aware of the political goings-on at the lodge. he was more than willing to prepare and fight for flintlock in the war, despite only recently joining their ranks. it would be interesting to see how everything played out. he sighed, tucking his gun under his arm and shoving his gloved hands into his pockets. so - freddie wanted to set traps. "i say we push on a bit further. haven't been out long. we can set traps on the way back," he grunted, doing his best to be civil. he wasn't in the mood for a petty argument. too cold.

[MOLLIE.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]With the war between Flintlock Lodge and Bluestem Prairie looming, Mollie wasn’t sure whether she should even be here. After all, she was barely a Flintlocker — her sole reason for sticking around was to be with her sister and Freddie — and it wasn’t as if she’d been too helpful in providing much for the group apart from her company. She’d pull her weight the best she could, at least to provide for herself so that she wasn’t wasting any of their precious resources, but when Freddie suggested a hunting trip, Mollie knew that perhaps this was her chance to really give back to the group that provided shelter for her all this time.

Leather boots crunched through the snow as Mollie followed the group, holding her rifle close to her torso whilst eyes sifted through each space between the trees for any sign of movement. Fred began to speak, Mollie chiding the moment he mentioned the Ranchers with, ❝ Freddie. ❞ She couldn’t say she could blame him for his distaste towards the group, but he had family in Bluestem. Despite this, she rolled her eyes with amusement, then glancing over towards Colt when he and Freddie began to talk.

Freddie had nothing good to say about the kid, but Mollie couldn’t see what was so infuriating about Colt. Mollie only imagined that Freddie Stirling’s poor ego had gotten bruised and he’d had a vendetta against Colt since. Honestly, the kid looked harmless to her, nothing to get riled up over. ❝ He’s right, y’know, Freds? ❞ Mollie pointed out, glancing over towards her lover before looking down at the snow. ❝ Looks like this is all a fresh layer of snow; any animal tracks we find will be recent. ❞

[freddie]

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— eyes wandered over towards mollie at her warning tone, raising a brow as she lightheartedly rolled her eyes. mollie wasn’t the type to stick around in one place for too long, and he knew that. and still, she stuck around the lodge arguably longer than she’d stayed in any other group. fred couldn’t get too arrogant of course; he knew that she was staying so she was close to her sister. still, all the same, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had some part in it too. was he someone worth sticking around for, in mollie’s eyes?

“he’s right, y’know, freds?”

“molls.” apparently he wasn’t worth biased judgment as she quickly agreed with colt’s idea. he felt shocked that mollie, of all people, would side with colt instead of him. glancing between the two, he hummed a short note. it seemed fairly obvious that colt wasn’t in the mood to fight. freddie wasn’t wanting to have some little squabble either. some things weren’t worth his time and effort. he probably would have had a different opinion, had mollie not chimed in. shrugging, he looked back ahead. “alright. whatever you two say. maybe we’ll find something soon.”

[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]