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one night. she just wanted just one night goddamn off to herself to go out and actually feel maybe kind of normal. but of course, tonight of all nights had to be anything but. catalina found herself caught in a crossfire so to speak. first there was silence, then chaos. her survival instincts kicked in, making a run for it through darkened hallways and beyond 'staff only' signs to try and find... anything... her dark chestnut orbs searched her unfamiliar surroundings for something... a door? a door!

she could hear the commotion on the other side of the wall, but unfortunately as the young woman tried to peak through she couldn't see much of anything. just that people were fighting and obviously someone was winning. cat used her size to her advantage, slipping through the crack in the door just at the right time. moving around the room, staying out of sight just enough to find herself on the other side of jason. not that she knew jason well enough to really judge his character in this moment, but part of her felt fucking relieved as she disarmed the men. checking the safety as she pushed a gun on into the back of her jeans, her fingers wrapped a little too tightly around the other firearm.

maybe it was because he'd worked the club a few times on her shifts. usually the busy nights too, ones where all the assholes who forgot how to read the no touching signs got especially rowdy. jason never seemed to have a problem kicking them out of the club, even if it meant tohum henchmen giving them shit for getting rid of the guys with the best coke. bare minimum, it meant she could trust him not to hurt her right now (and definitely not with these guns on her either). even now as he spoke in a low authoritative voice, intending to intimidate whatever threat he perceived was a moot point, because she wasn't a threat to him. "shhhhhhhh!" catalina hissed while reaching up to pull at the hem of his jacket to finally force him to crouch down on her level. "would you keep your goddamn volume down? you're going to give it away that we're here and i would like very much to get out of here alive thank you."

event starter for: anyone ! @factionstarters location: Silver Dreams (doorway of the back office)

"All clear." Jason heard one of the masked goons call out, his back pressed firmly to the right side of the doorway, weapon lowered but at the ready.

It was supposed to just be just a quick stop. Drop the cash off in the back office — then bounce and get his ass home and into a couple much deserved cold ones. But Jason hadn't even made back over the threshold of the door, knuckles still raw from the debt he collected earlier in the evening, when the commotion ensued and the footsteps sounded, fighter's instinct telling him to manipulate the element of surprise.

And so, that's exactly what Jason did. He struck just when the morons thought they were alone, knocking each one out swiftly and quietly to not to alert any unwanted attention. Yet, it was Jason who was the one who was no longer alone, still in the doorway snagging their weapons and radio when he had realized it.

“You got two seconds to explain yourself," He warned, voice low and unwavering as he got a better look at the unexpected company. “Or you're next.”

#threads: cat & jason.#jaymacavoy

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mem0rised · 22 days ago

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✟ ⸻ sometimes i wonder why people like that stick with this city. who am i talking about? that’s CATALINA 'CAT' TREJO, they’re a CLEAN CITIZEN that works as a STRIPPER/DANCER, if you can believe it. hard to believe from a TWENTY-SIX year old, right? word has it that they’re just as INTUITIVE as they are OPINIONATED, but i can’t help thinking about CHERRY RED LIPS & BLACK LACE WORN AS ARMOUR when i see them.

please note: cat’s secrets are pretty big plot points in her life so but they don’t necessarily need to be revealed just yet… in that case you’ll notice some unanswered questions and things that maybe even seem unfinished or not fully fleshed out in her lore but I promise it is!

basic information:

full name: catalina ines trejo

nickname(s): goes by cat exclusively

age: twenty-six

date of birth: november 30th

place of birth: queens, new york city

ethnicity: argentinian

nationality: first generation argentinian-american

sex & gender: cisgender female / woman

pronouns: she/her

orientation: bisexual

language(s) spoken: spanish, english

accent: new york-american

family ties:

mother: adela trejo

father: sebiastian trejo

siblings: two older siblings (one brother one sister), and a younger brother

pets: none yet

occupation:

position: stripper

location: turkish delight

personaity information:

element: fire

big 3: sagittarius sun, taurus moon, cancer rising

personality: empathetic, stubborn, outspoken, freethinking, realistic, resiliant, flighty, combative, unforthcoming, self determined

desires: financial stability, a fresh start, ???

fears: ???, being unlovable, betrayal, lacking security

drugs/alcohol/smoking: sometimes coke to get through long shifts and boring clients, rarely, weed only

physical appearance:

face claim: maia reficco

hair color: dark brown

eye color: brown

height: 5 ft 3"

build: slim/petite, curvaceous hips

tattoos: some -- will expand on later <3

piercings: ear lobes on both sides

lore:

cw: emotional neglect, parental trauma, toxic relationship

catalina was more or less born the middle child of five, but still she was the youngest girl. and in many ways that meant she was both at times, invisible and so very much observed within her family dynamics.

her eldest brother being 12 years older meant he basically raised her and her younger brother. her parents, being immigrants to the states both worked to give their children the best possible chances they could. but that didn't mean they always made the right choices.

their father was both a physically and emotionally absent man; sebastian trejo was hard on his boys in the hopes of turning them into men and emotionally absent with his daughters out of fear of connecting to them and seeing them as multifaceted beings.

her mother on the other hand had a tendency to be a helicopter mother. overprotective and overbearing, which was obviously juxtaposed by her own physical absences. adela raised her children out of fear; fear of the world and how it might corrupt her children. all the while pushing her children further and further away from her. all her life catalina was subjected to non stop phone calls, and threats of to deny her autonomy. meanwhile her younger brother was practically allowed to do whatever he wanted. her family love a double standard.

growing up catalina was taught to fear power, not that she had the ability to wield it herself. this put her at a great disadvantage the older she got and she started to attract the attention of boys... even though she wasn't allowed to date, or wear makeup, or sleep over at friend's houses like a normal teenage girl, catalina still did all those things. how could she not? unfortunately though, it meant she was practically living a double life. unable to be totally honest with her family about who she was with, where she went and the things she did. when she finally found herself with a boyfriend at 17 she of course hid that from them.

cat hid the relationship long from her family enough for him to convince her to move back to texas with him after graduation to be closer to his family. long enough for graduate and not tell them until the week before she left. needless to say, shit hit the fucking fan. her family were furious and they told her to basically never come back if she actually wanted to go. and by that point, it was all she wanted... she wanted fucking freedom.

and for a while she had that freedom... until eventually she didn't. texas was isolating; she moved to a small town with her ex and knew no one. worked a menial job which went into a joint account. of course he always had to know where she was and what she was doing. it reminded her so much of her mother, and it made her fucking angry to be thought of in that was as property by the person who was supposed to love you most.

cat left eventually, but of course she feels stupid enough to have stayed as long as she did. her early 20's having proved an uncomfortable yet necessary growth period into realising her fucking worth.

now she's back in new york city, and has been for the last year now, working as a stripper at the turkish delight. her relationship with her family has since been reconciled enough to the point where they're on speaking terms, but that does not mean it does not come with it's challenges. she now remains the black sheep of the family, having been guilty of omitting so much truth whilst they refuse to acknowledge their part in her actions.

headcanons:

her working name at the club is cherry

more tba.

potential connections - please enquire within:

siblings: 0/3 an older brother, older sister, younger brother

clients: those who see her at the turkish delight

coworkers: fellow dancers or security/bouncers/bartenders at the turkish delight

possible romantic connection: m preferred age 27+ | cat does not need a knight in shining armour to save her and she's certainly not looking for one. she makes her own money, has street smarts and obviously is in her healing era. that being said i would love to see a romantic connection form with cat and the right counterpart who could handle her and her baggage. someone who understands there might be more than meets the eye and not to underestimate this tiny baddie.

anything!!

taken connections:

tba.

#faction.intro #character study: cat trejo.

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