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๐๐๐๐: Earline-Byron Eagleton
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Early, E.B. (formerly)๐๐๐: Twenty-five
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Europa
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐: April 3rd
๐๐๐๐๐๐: Aries๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: they/them with he/him being acceptable
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๐๐๐๐๐: Claude Morgan
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๐๐๐๐: Scruffy, floppy black hair that they often equates to string. Likes to keep it semi-short, tucked into an unflattering, black skull-cap where the ends peak out.
๐๐๐๐: Deep amber in the sun, turns an almost black in the dark.
๐๐๐๐๐๐: 5'6'' (and no, if you're wondering, they don't like jokes about it... except by themself)
๐๐๐๐๐: Scrawny is the word most commonly used to describe Early, though he prefers to use sinewy. They have more muscle than what meets the eye!
๐๐๐๐: Tanned, olive-toned.
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Unknown to many, but Early has a prosthetic, metal left foot. Their right earlobe is also missing a chunk. Beyond this, they have a tattoo stemming from their neck to their mid-back. It's of a hand reaching out to an eye, similar to the drawing here. If asked, they will be hard-pressed to explain the significance, but they will tell you about how the eye is the evil eye, supposedly protecting his back from foes of all walks (even ones they can't see).
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๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: jovial, funny, lackadaisical, expert-level procrastinator, extremely lucky, charismatic, wary, competent in very few areas, emotionally-obtuse though often considered overly emotional by many, unhinged by some metrics (not their own, though), instinctual, energetic
๐๐๐๐๐: songs with trumpet or bass, screaming, feeling out of control, interrupting people (it's only because they have something 1. much more urgent to say or 2. you're boring him!), talking, being late, novelty lighters, joking about things that make others uncomfortable (in particular, cracking up about his foot in front of his uncle)
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: being put into a state of urgency, phantom pains, not doing their morning routine, getting shot at, tears, side-eyes from his uncle, life, being late, was getting shot at already mentioned? Early cannot recall, tripping and falling, people they deem to be 'too stiff'๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: besides piloting ships and hunting down criminals, Early doesn't do much.
๐๐๐๐๐๐: Please reference the Hobbies section.๐๐๐๐๐๐: Taking off their beanie and putting it back on after mussing up their hair, braiding stray threads off their worn clothes together, taking their ring off and flipping it across their knuckles.
๐ ๐๐๐๐: [Redacted], though to be for real, he does not like isopods (as a concept), the thought of their ship exploding, or the harrowing unknown of dying (please don't ask him about his thoughts on death, as we will be here all day).๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐: Once more, please reference the Hobbies section.
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โ โ Before Earline-Byron was Early, they were E.B., consisting of a world of juvenile beauty that Early has yet to replicate (despite their best efforts). E.B. had both of their feet, and ten toes instead of five. Falling into his uncle's possession, he quickly stopped enjoying being referred to by the childhood nickname. Except, Cab continued, thinking it was better to pretend innocence had been preserved when it wasn't. Eventually, by the time Early was fourteen, the nickname ceased to be uttered. Now, they will blow a gasket when it's mentioned. Uncle Cab can attest to this, having damn near lost an earlobe.โ โ However, for the sake of honestly, let's discuss E.B. Father was average, so was Mother. Well, no, not exactly. Rather, they were normal to E.B., and that was more than enough for the trio. While born on Europa, the family quickly took to a more nomadic lifestyle, one that Early mimics now in the same model of ship he continues to fix up, even though it is considered ancient by most standards. It wasn't until after E.B. lost their foot that they realized why they were on the WillaKatt, living there instead of on a planet where he could go to school and have friends their age. His father and mother, while loving parents, had a penchant for the more criminal side of life. Stealing, to be frank, and Earline never thought this odd or immoral until well after their deaths. In fact, even now, he finds it hard to condemn them for the behavior. How is he much better, stealing lives from others?
โ โ The end of the Eagleton family went like this: Minnie Eagleton was setting the Katt up for launch, preparing to leave the station they had stopped at. Hudson Eagleton was cooking dinner. They hadn't left on a mission in a few days, finally around E.B. long enough for him to get some much-needed socialization. Early was happy, jubilant, to have their parents home, not being sent off to find some unknown riches they barely saw a pinch of.
โ โ In a way, Early was glad his mother was killed first, shot upon their entry. They hadn't bothered to cover their faces, and E.B. saw the aquiline features of the one with the gun, his mouth popping open into a petite O in surprise. His first reaction was not to cry, but rather to look at his mother, who was crumpled on the floor. Their father heard the noise from the kitchen, leaving the rice on the stove to burn, and scooped up Early. Tucking him into the vents, Hudson trapped E.B. in the same hiding place for his gun, which he pickup in a fluid motion that Early still relives. Then, he left his child, rounds pinging across the ship.
โ โ When it was finally over and Early stopped covering their ears, they waited, hoping for their dad to come back. When he didn't, E.B. still waited. It felt like hours had passed, but in actuality, only a few moments had. The heat from the stove continued to warm the under-belly of the pan. The stir fry started to burn, and E.B. smelled it. Tempting fate, in hopes of saving the ship from destruction (after all, Dad was coming back), E.B. left their hiding place, shifting the vent cover and clambering out. Scurrying, he reached up and turned the knob off, saving the WillaKatt from certifiable fire.
โ โ Then, as luck would have it (this is the only time Early has ever been unlucky), the perpetrator walked into the kitchen. E.B.'s eyes widened, shocked into place, as he saw the slumped body behind the criminal. The man smiled, almost appearing sweet, and held out his gun towards the boy. E.B. turned to run when the shot rang out. However, it was unsettled by Hudson, who had tackled the man who unleashed it. Instead, the bullet settled into the back of E.B.'s ankle, cutting his Achilles tendon and shattering his tiny foot. It wasn't death, at least. The young child crawled back to the vent, hopeful that their father would keep the criminal occupied long enough. He did, and Early was back into the vent.
โ โ What happened next was an act of Earline-esq luck. Hidden again, E.B. listened as fists were thrown, grumbles resounded, and two more bullets were unleashed. Then, presumably the man who tried to kill them said, "Where's the little shitter?" Another twenty minutes passed, and Early was petrified that the blood from their ankle would eek through the vent. Their hands were stained red, and they began to cry, silently. Finally, the same voice eeked out as he passed through the kitchen, "I don't know what to tell you. He disappeared. Probably bleedin' out somewhere." Another voice chimed in, saying, "It's just a kid. Doubt he even knows about what his parents do." A final voice spoke with a determined disposition. "Fine." Somehow, this was enough for the criminals. Their footsteps vibrated through to the metal of the vent, until they were faint, and then they were no more.
โ โ When E.B. left the vent for a final time, they studied the blood they were leaving behind. Then, they went to their father, who had stopped breathing. Finally, to their mother, whose face still haunts his nightmares. Early won't talk about the amount of tears he cried, how their eyes were almost glued shut the next day with the effort and the swelling. Much of this isn't even known to Uncle Cab, who came after Early contacted him, using his father's communication device. He tried to ask Early about what happened, but he would only explain that his parents were shot by the same person who fucked their ankle up. Afterwards, Early would explain in greater depth, but it was all he could say until their left foot was patched up.
โ โ The WillaKatt, named after Willow, the family cat, was carted away and sold for parts, which helped to fund Early's prosthetic. This is a crime that Early has yet to forgive their uncle for, but it was a necessity. Now that he is older, part of him is grateful for this choice. WillaKatt Two is far nicer than the first, primarily because there aren't bloodstains and bullet holes (at least, not ones from his parents). Still, Early doesn't want to give Uncle Cab any credit, even if it's due. What happened post-massacre feels like more of a crime than being orphaned, at least in Early's eyes.
โ โ So, you're probably wondering how Earline-Byron found themself as a bounty hunter. Well, to understand that, you have to go back to when they were a criminal. Rather, an accessory to crimes, but still, a criminal all the same. Even after the death of Early's parents, Uncle Cab found it unavoidable to involve Early in the same fate. To his credit, this was also out of necessity, much like the selling of the WillaKatt. Uncle Cab, better known as Calloway by the general public, carried the family tradition (much like his brother) of involving himself with the seedier underbelly of the Solar System, and being quite good at it. Calloway is known for selling Soap Spirit, a hallucinogenic drug commonly confused for alcohol. As a former businessman, he came into the dealing industry prepared to wow, which is why Soap Spirit has a certain type of branding unfounded by many other illegal substances. Cab created a self-image of badassery, referred to as Sir above all else. His employees, while provided health care, are forced to kiss his knuckles before speaking. He became a king, by all definitions, and this forced Early into the royal family. It suddenly made a lot of sense as to why Cab was only allowed to see Early under the supervision of his mother...
โ โ Early fit into the Soap Spirit business in one important way: transportation. Well, prior to this, he was actually an errand boy, a glorified janitor in many ways. They were either bottling the drinks, pasting on labels, carrying boxes from one ship to another, hiding the shipments in boxes marked for cereal, etc. This went on for several years, from the age ten until seventeen. Then, finally, Earline was ready for their metaphorical crowning. Rather, they could now pilot a ship, and that made them viable for a promotion: errand boy, again, but this time he could get arrested. Thus began Early's life of being a transporter, hiding shipments in the belly of his new ship: WillaKatt Two (the only upside to this gig) and discovering the merits of misdirection. In particular, Early began well-loved by their uncle for their ability to get shipments in on time (or just a little late) while still stopping at Venus before going to Mars or Pluto before Europa. Given his age, Early was seen as a planet-hopping orphan, and their bright demeanor often allowed them to get away without being searched. Furthermore, he wasn't known for his connection to Cab, who had by and large neglected his old identity in favor of a new, fabricated one. It worked quite well for a time, until it didn't.
|=โ โ Early was caught one time, as a result of an almost-robbery. It was like a nightmare come to real-life, except really it was deja vu. WillaKatt Two was infiltrated while, ironically, Early was stopped on Europa. They had been in the kitchen, much like his father had, and a duo of grifters had snuck in. One shot at him, clipping his ear, but they had made the mistake of thinking they caught Early off guard. Pulling the gun out from the waistband of his pants, he shot both of the robbers, unsurprised to later find out they were from a rival group who wanted the Soap Spirit for themselves. This was the second case of Early having terrible luck.
โ โ Of course, this led to him being caught (seeing as it is quit difficult to hide dead bodies, and he was parked right outside a law enforcement station), and the book was thrown at him. They were nineteen at the time, and something about the fact that they had gotten away with this scheme since the inception of their time as a pilot frustrated the law and the various guards at the various Gates. Not to mention their higher ups were also angry, completely unamused by the trickery. As what happened to all of Cab's employees that were caught, he did not come to Early's aid. This was expected, but it didn't hurt any less.
โ โ When the judge provided their sentence, she looked Early in the eye, studying their face, which was still unscarred and fresh. "I would think that what happened to your parents would've taught you better." Her eyes had narrowed at Early, and her emotions were clear. "Not only that, I thought they taught you not to take the first job ever offered to ya." While it appeared that their parents and this judge had history, it didn't occur to Early at the time. The judge's words had struck deep, and they realized how foolish they were acting. The worst was to honor their parents was to end up just as dead as they were, and with Cab unwilling to even help him legally, it was apparent how likely that could be. With the judge's words, his right earlobe twitched in pain, brushing against the bandages that covered it. Early understood.
โ โ Following the sentencing and his time served (three months followed by three years of probation; apparently, whatever history was there allowed him to get off easy), Early returned to Cab, who thought that business would proceed as usual. When it didn't, he damn near tore off their head. "What are you going to do without me?" He had laughed, his spittle covering Early's face. They shrugged, simply said, "Maybe I'll try my hand at hunting." When Cab laughed again, he patted the kid on the shoulder, and told him that was just fine as long as he didn't interfere with Soap Spirit. So, a tenuous deal was struck, though mostly because Cab thought Early would do bounty hunting for six months and come crawling back.
โ โ When Early didn't, Cab began to taunt them, invite them by for a monthly dinner only to berate them for choosing a job so unstable. Early, unbarred and free from living under Cab's thumb, shot back that it wasn't any less stable than a job drug-running. His uncle rolled his eyes, and they returned to dinner in silence. This monthly dinner still occurs, even as Early heads into his mid-twenties. Cab is convinced that eventually, Early will return.
โ โ What Uncle Cab does not understand about Early is why he chose bounty hunting in the first place. Furthermore, he doesn't understand why it's far more fulfilling than a life living in the shadow of Cab's ego. Explaining all of these elements is of no interesting Early, who is quite happy with their uncle living in the dark. Not to mention, it is hard to reason out why bounty hunting is more fulfilling that drug running. It certainly doesn't pay as much, at least not as consistently. It doesn't save him from the potential of rubbing elbows with the men who killed their parents. In fact, it makes that more likely. However, it provides unknown hope, something Early prefers over the certainty of working for Calloway. He might not become like his parents, something that's guaranteed in the criminal profession. Beyond that, they're good at their job. In the six years since they began hunting, they've learned how to actually be a decent shot and how to sniff out where criminals might be. His job history provides a gleaming resumรฉ for the position, and Early enjoys being good at something.
โ โ Not to mention, they might finally discover what their parents were up to, what led to their deaths. Was this Bonnie and Clyde pair really as criminally-inclined as they seemed? If they were, why'd they die? Early feels these questions tug at their heartstrings with every hour, every moment where they find themself in a state of stillness.
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