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“Oh Mister Marshall~”
“I got something for you~”
(( DAMN YOU TUMBLR. Ate my words. ))
You okay there?
Milly grinned widely and rubbed the back of her neck nervously. “Oh course I am!”
(( Was not sure if it was directed to muse or mun, but just in case mun: I am okay. Just going through a rough patch at the moment that’s made me really slow. I am still around. My apologies to the other RPers as I may still be on and off. Thanks for checking up on Milly though, she really appreciates it. ))
What happened to yer face? - gasbacktheoutlaw
"Oh, this?" Milly held the ice pack on her bruising eye firmly. "Ahh..." she thought for a moment. "Bar fight. I guess they thought I was a part of it." She sighed. "It took me a while to get away without my stun gun."
|REACTION MEME| Bruised and Broken Version
"Woah, when did you get that?"
"Who did this to you?"
"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"
"You’re saying this was an accident?"
"What a shiner!"
"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."
"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"
"Does it hurt when I touch it?"
"Let me kiss it better."
"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."
"Another fight?"
"What happened to your face?"
"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"
"Let’s get you to bed."
"Let’s get you to the hospital."
"Why are you so calm about this?"
"You’re bleeding!"
"What are friends for, ey?"
"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"
"You need to look where you’re going."
"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."
"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"
"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"
"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."
"You’re the clumsiest person I know."
"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."
"How could you be so careless?"
"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"
"H-how many of them were there?"
This tree makes の sense.
*spits coffee*
Are you fucking kidding me.
#For the people who don’t know:#The character ‘の’ is pronounced as ‘no’#Also the tree is shaped like の#’This tree makes no sense.’#You’re welcome.
"I want the K."
2: Cheek Kiss
"Hey, Big Girl!" Grinning cheerfully from behind her, Wolfwood snuck around to her side before giving the insurance girl a peck on the cheek.
Milly blinked and turned her head to look for the priest, only to go “oh” when Wolfwood pecked her cheek. She smiled sweetly at the display of affection. “Hey Mister Priest!” She said. “Anything new?”
Interview with the Outlaw (Starter for GasBacktheOutlaw)
Gasback watched the girl ramble on and on, and when he heard the gun hit the floor, he wondered just how strong this woman was. “Not money,” He agreed. As the girl finished, he almost had an evil grin that went to his eyes. “Then I’ll to make use of yer sevices.” He intended to have it come off as creepy as he could make it. He picked up the gun of hers, shit it was heavy- how can she look so frail?
“This is what we’ll do. The gun stays with me and you ask yer questions,” He smirked. “And when you go a turn in yer little assignment, it remains here. You won’t get it back unless you come back wid a printed copy of yer paper, along with other… things.” Lifting the gun he added, “You seem real desperate, and I’m assuming this isn’t cheap. These are my conditions.”
“Leave it?” But the story could take days to be printed! “C-Can’t I just run your errands, or something?” No, he seemed set on the conditions he laid out. Milly swallowed. It wasn’t that she ran into trouble often. But it was her safety. Would she really give up her only defence just to interview this man?
It wasn’t long before she realized that she would. Holding a defiant hand out the outlaw, she nodded. “Ok! Fine, I’ll do it.” The firm better appreciate this.
Legato, Alucard, Milly
"I hate you… Alrigh’, marry Milly, that’s the easy one. An’ between those two creeps, Legato’s gotta go, so…"
"Kill Legato, marry Milly, an’…"
"Don’ make me say it…"
"Daw, mister preacher! I had no idea~!" Milly loudly, giggling.
"Well yer easily the best choice outta them!" His face was still red, but he offered her an embarrassed smile. "Sides, any guy’d be lucky to have ya as a wife."
She blinked that the last statement, a little embarrassed herself. "Gosh, thanks for thinking that!" She figured it was her turn to return the compliment. "I think you'd make a nice wife too!"
Legato, Alucard, Milly
"I hate you… Alrigh’, marry Milly, that’s the easy one. An’ between those two creeps, Legato’s gotta go, so…"
"Kill Legato, marry Milly, an’…"
"Don’ make me say it…"
"Daw, mister preacher! I had no idea~!" Milly loudly, giggling.
(Sexual Twister) Milly blushed a bit the position they managed to land on. "Uhm!" She /could/ move out, shift out of the way, but then she'd lose... so Milly opted to swallow her pride and close her eyes. If /Wolfwood/ noticed, maybe she'd win! "Y-You're move..."
"Uh, y-you sure this is how this game’s supposed to be played, Big Girl?" He shifted uncomfortably but didn’t move. She’d said you weren’t supposed to, right? Oof, this game was strange and uncomfortable!
No, I’m not so sure anymore. She certainly didn’t think it was supposed to get like this. “I still have one free hand- I-I can spin for you!” Jeez, this was very awkward. “But after that you’re on your own!” Milly laughed loudly and nervously, leaning forward a bit putting a little bit of distance from them to spin, her body shaking from the awkward angle she was holding herself. “L-Left hand, blue!”
Interview with the Outlaw (Starter for GasBacktheOutlaw)
It normally took a lot to startle the gunman. Seeing a small (relatively speaking) woman jam a giant stun gun to his door to keep it from closing was almost more than enough. He lifted his gun, clicked, and aimed. “Don’t. Move.” Yeah, no, simple didn’t explain why this woman was capable of carrying that thing. Simple did not explain why she seemed so desperate. Simple was simply not what he was seeing. But he did see a look of determination on her face. He could make this work… “Drop yer gun,” he commanded. “And give me one good reason help you. Yer not giving me anything.” He growled. “You should know I take things. Not give them.”
It would make a great story! Before she didn’t see it. An interview with a wanted outlaw? Who would benefit from that? It wasn’t until this precise moment, she finally understood. Yes, this would make a great story. She could see it now; Milly Thompson, reporter, is found dead today…. She shuddered at the imaginary headline. Even more so, with that gun in her face. “I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She quickly let go and held her hands up. “J-Just! I-I don’t know!” Great. So Gasback wanted something in return? Uhm… “I-I don’t have much on me…” Money didn’t seem to be his goal here. “…A-And I don’t know if you want anything else.” He didn’t want her stun gun, did he? She hoped not.
How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?
Milly probably think herself as good looking as the next girl. She knows her height is a bit unusual for a woman, but she doesn’t let that phase her, since many men on Gunsmoke are just as tall. She knows her unusual strength with her stun gun may distort any image of beauty people may of her. As for vain…. I personally don’t see her as the vain type, unless she likes someone and makes an effort to improve on her looks. But things like that seem to be too far for her to really focus on it. She’s too focused on Meryl and Vash and Wolfwood.
Interview with the Outlaw (Starter for GasBacktheOutlaw)
At first the gunman simply stared at her, listening for any hints of a trap, looking past her for any “friends” of hers, and just calculation how dangerous she may be. When she finished her rambling Gasback growled down at her. All of that, nearly giving him a heart attack and that’s it? An interview?
He’s decided that Milly wasn’t much of threat, but she was still certainly not welcomed. There’s still much planning to be done. “I ain’t got nothin’ to say to you,” He said, starting to close the door. “Go bother someone else.”
“W-Wait!” Milly didn’t hesitate this time, she quickly jammed her stun gun to keep the door from closing. “Please! I-It’s just a few simple questions!” Panic overload. “Please, it’s just a simple interview, it’ll help a lot! And I-I’m not going to be using any identifying names or directions, so please!” Desperate pleas. This was her first assignment, and she wasn’t going to fail.
Vash smiled towards her, though it didn't quite reach his eyes at the same time. Something was hidden behind them. ''SO... I see you got a new job, huh?''
"Yeah! It’s kinda exciting, very similar to what I did before," Milly’s smile was genuine, she felt a little at peace again. "To think writing to my family would have worked out for me!" A pleasant surprise.
Interview with the Outlaw (Starter for GasBacktheOutlaw)
Gasback was huddled in on himself with a map laid out before him. He was trying to scheme for his next big entrance when the sound of knocking startled him. “What the hell?” He burst the door open, gun ready and aimed. No one was supposed to know about this place! But when his eyes laid on the woman before him, he hesitantly lowered it. “What do you want?” He didn’t hold back the growl nor the glare. He may have not shot her, but he intended to be intimidating, frightening. No need to kill anyone just yet.
Milly almost shrieked at the outburst, jumping back and trying so hard not to reach for her stun gun. STAY CALM, she screamed to herself in her mind. REMAIN CALM. THAT’S WHAT MERYL WOULD DO.
“H-Hello, Mister G-Gasback!” She straightened up. “M-My name is Milly Thompson! And I c-come from The Daily Mei newspaper, a-and I was wondering if I can have a few words w-with you, please?!” Jesus, this is a lot harder to do. Milly internally cursed whoever came up with this idea. Oh no, Vash was “too dangerous” they said. “Too risky.” How about Gasback?!
Interview with the Outlaw (Starter for GasBacktheOutlaw)
Milly gulped at the door infront of her. Geeze, this was scary. Sure, she dealt with one outlaw that particular outlaw was kind! Sweet, even! But Gasback!?
The newspaper firm sent her out to look for and interview Gasback. Seems he broke out of federal prison. It took Milly a long time to find any reliable leads. But here she was.
Outside this little shack.
In the middle of fucking no-where.
This is where those leads led her. She didn’t even know what to offer the outlaw, donuts being more for Vash than anything.
She gulped, offered a silent prayer to whatever god there may be, and with a shaky hand, knocked on the door.