AYE AYE CAPTAIN | joining

[KHAOL CORATIO]

KHAOL CORATIO

✯ — RUN AWAY FROM THE PAIN

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to be alone was something khaol had become well accustomed to, though that didn't mean he enjoyed it. he'd always been a people person, to have others around him made him feel like he really existed, rather than just being there. though unfortunately, after events of the past, he was forced to make his own way, to carve his own path. he'd stopped at a few different places, each one a little different than the last, though there was one thing, one place, that he'd always heard about. the typhoon. a place for mistfits and troublestarters, and while khaol would like to believe that he was not a troublestarter, he was certainly a mistfit. someone who had been cast out from society at a young age, someone who had been thrown away and discarded from the very moment he'd taken his first breath. a mistfit, was just the polite way of describing him. it was these rumours, these speakings of a place that he might really belong, the thought made him jittery. surely it would say something if he couldn't even fit in amongst a society of mistfits. though those anxieties were to be pushed to the side, the black panther teetering curiously on the border.

this was it. the typhoon. for a moment, his eyes cast down to the shackle around his ankle, the panthers ears flicking back briefly, the hoop earrings in his left ear the first real sign of his arrival. his bright, yellowy-green eyes observed the terriory around him briefly before he sucked in a breath, first impressions were important. a sloppy grin, one that was almost always associated with khaol, swung across his maw. "aye!" ah, was that appropriate? he'd heard they were like pirates or something. yeah, that probably wasn't the right thing to say... well, there was no taking it back. "khaol coratio, here to join, or whatever it is that you guys say around here," well, that was pretty lame, and kinda cocky, then again that summed him up just a little too well. hopefully his ever dashing grin would make up for any misunderstanding that arose.

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✯ — MALE. THE TYPHOON. HARD. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.