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[ADDY.]

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— addy never took himself as the type to live near the beach. however, fast forward all these years and he was at the badlands - a place by the coast - and now, here at northstar. he sat on the port and looked out across the ocean and towards the setting sun. he looked almost defeated because of the thought. however, as much as he hated to admit it, the salty sea breeze was practically home to him. he took a deep breath and then shook his head. at least at the badlands he had almost everything. he was second in command. he had friends. he fit in.

here, he felt like a nobody all over again. a misfit that didn’t quite belong in this goody-goody group. i mean, for fuck’s sake, they almost hadn’t even gotten in to the group. the only reason he got let in was because lucerne had connections with that mickey guy.  if that alone didn’t scream that addy didn’t belong here… his legs dangled over the edge of the dock, absently swinging as he sat, lost in thought.

// just a chill thread of addy at the dock watching the sunset.
who even knows okay

[Amy Ray]

//tw for arson/burns

She didn't belong anywhere. She'd believed that for a long time, years and years and years. The only time she even felt such a feeling was with she'd been with Jaime, and, well, with Jaime gone Amy couldn't help but feel like she'd never feel like that again. But that was okay, she didn't have to belong, or feel anything. She was cold and analytical, and her one task was to survive and have as little negative impact on the world as possible. It wasn't much of a life, but it was all she was deserving of.

Once upon a time, Amy had been somebody. Not a star in the eyes of anyone except her girlfriend, but she was known. The third child of Geoff and Eliza Felix. All the many people that orbited her father and her elder sister, they'd been eyeing her. Waiting to see how she'd turned out. Did anyone guess what she'd do? Amy doubted it. Looking at her back then, there were no signs that she was capable of anything like that. Even now, would the burns on her hands indicate she was capable of arson?

Probably not. If she were to guess, they'd think she was the victim. And in some ways, she was. She'd lost the only person that had truly loved her, had to flee her family, and now lived a life of solitude. But it was hard to play the victim of a fire she started when she wasn't the only girl that had been in that warehouse.

Growing up, she hadn't lived by the ocean. There'd been a river, but she rarely went near it. After leaving home, she found herself near the coast. She'd fallen asleep on the beach only to be awoken by the tides washing over her. That wasn't a mistake she'd be making again. She came to realize she liked the water, liked listening to it and watching it. It was calming, peaceful. She still dared not swim, but Amy would often prefer observing to doing.

So when she wandered by the dock, her eyes were fixed on the sea and sunset. She didn't notice Addy until she was a few feet away from him, and if she had remained oblivious to his presence, she might very well have bumped into him. It was with that realization she uttered a quick, premature "sorry!"

[spoiler=Tags || Updated 11/25/19]General
— Amy Ray | Previously Lessandra Felix | Only responds to Amy
— Cis female | Feminine pronouns (she/her)
— Twenty years old | Birthday is 5/26/19 | Gemini
— Member of Northstar District

Relationships
— Homosexual | Homoromantic
— Single | Not looking
— Still not 100% past the loss of her first love
— Guarded and distrusting | Lots of walls
— Doesn't let people in easily & takes all relationships slowly
— Geoff xx Eliza | Sister of Selena, Aaron & Isabel Felix

Physical
— Health: 95% | Typical wear and tear from traveling alone
— Amy is biracial, and her skin tone reflects that - not as pale as her father but not as tan as her mother. She has long dark brown hair that is almost always tied back in a severe ponytail - with some allowance for her bangs. She's about 5'6" and likely to grow another inch or two more yet, and has a lean build. She has brown eyes that seem to hide haunting memories - while not dark-intentioned there is rarely light in them. She has a scar under her left eye and severe burns on her hands, arms and legs as well as freckles on her face. She has three piercings in each ear and one in her belly button. She keeps herself clean and well-groomed, her eyebrows maintained and when possible her legs and underarms shaved. Typically she wears an off-white shirt and blue tie and black slacks that have seen better days and been mended and repaired repeatedly.

Personality
— Amy is generally a serious person and doesn't take a lot of time to have fun. She isn't a stranger to it by any means, nor does she consider it an enormous waste of time, but she rarely feels it has room in her life. She's usually very guarded and doesn't let people in very easily and prefers taking relationships slowly. It can't be said whether she's particularly honest or dishonest, or loyal or disloyal - there are certain topics she will not speak of and will lie about though she usually prefers to be candid, and while not inherently disloyal she has betrayed some that were close to her. She is a very stubborn and bullheaded individual and once she's convinced of something there is no way to convince her otherwise. Typically Amy is a woman of logic more than emotion and keeps said emotions on a tight leash (though she feels her emotions very strongly), she is still dictated by a strong sense of what's right and wrong and does her best to stay in the right rather than the wrong and feels a deep sense of shame whenever she hurts someone - which she (to her own horror) is indeed capable of doing. She tries to be pacifistic but when forced to violence or thinks it's the right thing to do or when her temper is tried too much, she will lash out, often regretting it later on.

Interaction
— Typically pacifistic but can be pushed to violence
— Rarely starts fights | Will try to finish them
— Roughly medium physically | Medium-hard mentally
— [member=439]Amy Ray[/member] attack in bold underline #916A7E
— Nonviolent/peaceful powerplay allowed
— No kill/capture/maim/etc without permission
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— #pyresfancy —

[LUCERNE.]

    Lucerne never quite fit in anywhere. He was the odd piece trying to fit into the wrong puzzle. One could try push the pieces together, but it'd never quite work. All of his life he'd almost grown accustomed to the feeling of being invisible to the world. He wanted to be somebody, and yet he felt lost in a faceless crowd.

But he felt safe here. For the first time, Lucerne began to wonder if this was what it felt like to fit in somewhere and honestly it made his heart feel so alive. He had support, he had people actually happy to spend time in his presence. He would always be strange and perhaps sometimes daunting to others, but here it felt like people appreciated him for it.

He didn't know whether Addy felt the same way, he contemplated as he wandered carefully down the dock towards Addy and Amy, hands clasped together comfortably behind his back. He seemed to be doing well, but then again Lucerne was only taking in account their time alone together. It'd been a long time since the two of them got on so... well to put things lightly.

❝ You were in such a reverie, I was fully anticipating you to topple Addy into the water. ❞ Lucerne pointed out matter-of-factly, the slightest of smiles twitching briefly on his lips. If that did ever happen, Lucerne wouldn't dive in to help Addy; after all, he wasn't really the best at swimming. Addy would likely have to save him instead.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 12/08]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 northstar district // formerly an officer in the badlands
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february
⫸ moved to ND - twenty sixth november
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 - 100%
    ¬ none

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 often interested in any romance
⫸ owns a dog named faline
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    ¬ sees him as his person
    ¬ loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ 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
⫸ TW. he is a recovering drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine

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[ADDY.]

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— a quick “sorry!” was enough for him to turn his head and look over his shoulder. amy. he knew bits and pieces about her - well, actually he knew next to nothing about her, save for the fact that her name was amy and she apparently got lost in thought from time to time. he gazed over at her for a moment, about to open his mouth to make some arguably-snarky reply-

“you were in such a reverie, i was fully anticipating you to topple addy into the water.”
addy looked over towards lucerne as the man was closer. “yeah? you were just going to stand there and watch that shit happen?” nice to know lucerne always had his back. still, even while he seemed to be almost attacking the man with his words, there was still that glint of fondness, a twitch of his lips amid the “i don’t give a fuck” attitude.

fuck. he hated being soft, sometimes. he turned his gaze back out towards the water, then, and the man boldly remarked, “if i go into the water, i’d take both of you fuckers down with me.” he might as well barely know amy; however, he liked to think he didn't treat strangers any different than he did anybody else in his life.

[LUCERNE.]

    Lucerne's lips curled downwards ever-so-slightly. Well he couldn't do very much to warn Addy, it'd all happened so fast. But, regardless, he'd still repeat Addy's words beneath his breath mockingly, childishly, as he looked out at the ocean. Trust Lucerne to get the very last word in. ❝ Perhaps I thought a swim would do you some good. ❞ He finally remarked, quirking his brow before the faintest on smiles glimmered on his lips.

Of course, none of his words were out of malice. Never with Addy. He continued to talk about how he'd pull the both of them into the water, Lucerne turning his head to look toward Amy. Oh, she was probably so confused by this interaction, he could not help but feel somewhat apologetic. Finally, Lucerne hummed beneath his breath before uttering, ❝ I may possess a lot of extraordinary skills, but swimming is not one of them. ❞ That would be the closest Lucerne would get to admitting that he could not swim.

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 12/08]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 northstar district // formerly an officer in the badlands
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february
⫸ moved to ND - twenty sixth november
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 - 100%
    ¬ none

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 often interested in any romance
⫸ owns a dog named faline
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    ¬ sees him as his person
    ¬ loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
⫸ storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ 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
⫸ TW. he is a recovering drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine

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[Amy Ray]

//Amy: didn't grow up around dogs. Also Amy:

She stepped away from Addy as Lucerne spoke, wrapping her arms around herself. "I would not!" She said defensively, some bite in her voice. Not much, a pug facing down two bulldogs. No, she wasn't a pug, and they weren't bulldogs. Well, the redhead maybe, the other man was more of a borzoi.

Addy threatened to take both her and Lucerne down if he was pushed, and she took another step away from him. "I can't swim either." Not well, anyway. She'd gone into the river near home a few times, but always ended up having to be saved by a cousin. She could at best keep herself afloat long enough to grab onto the poles keeping the docks up.

[spoiler=Tags || Updated 11/25/19]General
— Amy Ray | Previously Lessandra Felix | Only responds to Amy
— Cis female | Feminine pronouns (she/her)
— Twenty years old | Birthday is 5/26/19 | Gemini
— Member of Northstar District

Relationships
— Homosexual | Homoromantic
— Single | Not looking
— Still not 100% past the loss of her first love
— Guarded and distrusting | Lots of walls
— Doesn't let people in easily & takes all relationships slowly
— Geoff xx Eliza | Sister of Selena, Aaron & Isabel Felix

Physical
— Health: 95% | Typical wear and tear from traveling alone
— Amy is biracial, and her skin tone reflects that - not as pale as her father but not as tan as her mother. She has long dark brown hair that is almost always tied back in a severe ponytail - with some allowance for her bangs. She's about 5'6" and likely to grow another inch or two more yet, and has a lean build. She has brown eyes that seem to hide haunting memories - while not dark-intentioned there is rarely light in them. She has a scar under her left eye and severe burns on her hands, arms and legs as well as freckles on her face. She has three piercings in each ear and one in her belly button. She keeps herself clean and well-groomed, her eyebrows maintained and when possible her legs and underarms shaved. Typically she wears an off-white shirt and blue tie and black slacks that have seen better days and been mended and repaired repeatedly.

Personality
— Amy is generally a serious person and doesn't take a lot of time to have fun. She isn't a stranger to it by any means, nor does she consider it an enormous waste of time, but she rarely feels it has room in her life. She's usually very guarded and doesn't let people in very easily and prefers taking relationships slowly. It can't be said whether she's particularly honest or dishonest, or loyal or disloyal - there are certain topics she will not speak of and will lie about though she usually prefers to be candid, and while not inherently disloyal she has betrayed some that were close to her. She is a very stubborn and bullheaded individual and once she's convinced of something there is no way to convince her otherwise. Typically Amy is a woman of logic more than emotion and keeps said emotions on a tight leash (though she feels her emotions very strongly), she is still dictated by a strong sense of what's right and wrong and does her best to stay in the right rather than the wrong and feels a deep sense of shame whenever she hurts someone - which she (to her own horror) is indeed capable of doing. She tries to be pacifistic but when forced to violence or thinks it's the right thing to do or when her temper is tried too much, she will lash out, often regretting it later on.

Interaction
— Typically pacifistic but can be pushed to violence
— Rarely starts fights | Will try to finish them
— Roughly medium physically | Medium-hard mentally
— [member=439]Amy Ray[/member] attack in bold underline #916A7E
— Nonviolent/peaceful powerplay allowed
— No kill/capture/maim/etc without permission
[/spoiler]

— #pyresfancy —

[ADDY.]

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— addy rolled his eyes at lucerne’s remark. “right,” he said, unconvinced. even in his asshole-ish behavior, he liked to think that some people could catch his sense of humor. then again, maybe it was something that it took being around him to get used to - that was what he figured, at least, as he noticed amy take a step away from him. fuck; people were so goddamn easy. did addy really look like the kind of guy who would--

he wasn’t going to ask that.

“you both don’t know how to swim?” he repeated, looking over his shoulder to look at them -- judging. definitely judging. “fuckin’ ridiculous. that’s what that is.” he seemed to be mostly talking to himself on that one, turning his gaze to look back out towards the ocean. for a moment there was that sort of silence between them. addy didn’t mind; he came here for peace and quiet, anyway.. though, after a while, he shifted slightly. kept his gaze on the ocean ahead of him as he bluntly stated, “... are you guys going to sit down or what?”

an invitation. company. it was one of the nicest things he could do in that moment, he supposed.

[Amy Ray]

"No it's not." She muttered, arms tightening around her body. "Not everyone has a beach to practice in." Though there was little doubt in her mind she could have gotten to one. It might have taken convincing her sister that she wanted to go to the beach, but Amy was no stranger to getting Sel to advocate for her when she really wanted something. "Ah yes, we'll sit down on either side of you, you'll put your arms around us in what we think is a friendly hug, then it turns out you decided the best way for us to learn was by exposure." She was making that up, she was fully aware of that, and she wasn't acting like it was true. At least, she didn't think it was. She hoped it wasn't.

[spoiler=Tags || Updated 12/14/19]General
— Amy Ray | Previously Lessandra Felix | Only responds to Amy
— Cis female | Feminine pronouns (she/her)
— Twenty years old | Birthday is 5/26/19 | Gemini
— Page of Northstar District

Relationships
— Homosexual | Homoromantic
— Single | Not looking
— Still not 100% past the loss of her first love
— Guarded and distrusting | Lots of walls
— Doesn't let people in easily & takes all relationships slowly
— Geoff xx Eliza | Sister of Selena, Aaron & Isabel Felix

Physical
— Health: 95% | Typical wear and tear from traveling alone
— Amy is biracial, and her skin tone reflects that - not as pale as her father but not as tan as her mother. She has long dark brown hair that is almost always tied back in a severe ponytail - with some allowance for her bangs. She's about 5'7" and has a lean build. She has brown eyes that seem to hide haunting memories - while not dark-intentioned there is rarely light in them. She has a scar under her left eye and severe burns on her hands, arms and legs as well as freckles on her face. She has three piercings in each ear and one in her belly button. She keeps herself clean and well-groomed, her eyebrows maintained and when possible her legs and underarms shaved. Typically she wears an off-white shirt and blue tie and black slacks that have seen better days and been mended and repaired repeatedly.

Personality
— Amy is generally a serious person and doesn't take a lot of time to have fun. She isn't a stranger to it by any means, nor does she consider it an enormous waste of time, but she rarely feels it has room in her life. She's usually very guarded and doesn't let people in very easily and prefers taking relationships slowly. It can't be said whether she's particularly honest or dishonest, or loyal or disloyal - there are certain topics she will not speak of and will lie about though she usually prefers to be candid, and while not inherently disloyal she has betrayed some that were close to her. She is a very stubborn and bullheaded individual and once she's convinced of something there is no way to convince her otherwise. Typically Amy is a woman of logic more than emotion and keeps said emotions on a tight leash (though she feels her emotions very strongly), she is still dictated by a strong sense of what's right and wrong and does her best to stay in the right rather than the wrong and feels a deep sense of shame whenever she hurts someone - which she (to her own horror) is indeed capable of doing. She tries to be pacifistic but when forced to violence or thinks it's the right thing to do or when her temper is tried too much, she will lash out, often regretting it later on.

Interaction
— Typically pacifistic but can be pushed to violence
— Rarely starts fights | Will try to finish them
— Roughly medium physically | Medium-hard mentally
— [member=439]Amy Ray[/member] attack in bold underline #916A7E
— Nonviolent/peaceful powerplay allowed
— No kill/capture/maim/etc without permission
[/spoiler]

— #pyresfancy —