#shehowlie

[noetic-noesis-noein]

@shehowlie​ entered the shop

   Without looking up from her notebook, she continued to write while humming, “Hello, welcome to Laster’s Mend, Rentals, and Repair. I’m Arden, give me a yell if you need help with anything, hun.”

[classicbludxctor]

[ @shehowlie - from here - x ]

“Nailgun.” Val nodded, observing Heta’s tests and the room around them. Hm. “I used one back when I was the Medic here.” He started to explain, almost wistfully, “Used it to bust sentries. Two nails per shot.” He shrugged, “Guess they got rid of it.”

He glanced almost absentmindedly at the research, “...Spiders?” an eyebrow was raised back at the Healer, “What kind of medical use could you have for spiders? Genuine question.”

He’d been out of Mann Co. for some time, so the curiosity was genuine. Running a hand through his hair, he watched the Healer, “Sorry - been outta the business for a while. I’m curious to see what you new guys have been up to. What sorta nonsense Blutarch has been throwing on you.” He grinned, “Can you believe this matusa was a Medic here once?” 

[albinismuncovered]

@shehowlie liked for a lyric starter!

“It’s the time of the season, when love runs high.”

Tanner sighed wistfully. Watching all the young couples come and go, during not quite October, but still close enough Halloween candy was being put out, was enough to warm his cold, dead heart. He crossed his legs from his position on the bench and stretched, cracking various joints.

“An absolutely wonderful time of the year.” He ooked towards his benchmate.

“Wouldn’t you agree?”

[redbritishsniper]

The Narrator + 🎨 and 🐕?

🎨 - My Muse will describe any Talents or Special Skills they posses🐕 - My Muse will describe their pets, a pet they wish to own, or a pet they once owned

I rarely display any talents or any special skills since why bother as I'm working as a Sniper. Then again, I stand correct on what I said, I don't really show it to anyone. One of them however involves traps, dangerous ones. I don't use it on them but I do however use it for contracts Miss Pauling gives to me. Another kind of talent I have is hunting.

Gotta give credit to Papa for teaching me how to hunt when I was little, probably to deal with my lack of awareness and because Mother was teaching Nathan her subjects in medicine. It proves to be useful to watch my targets while setting up traps in the safety of their place and I don't even need to pull out my rifle to attack from afar.

My pets consisted of three animals; two dogs and one cat. I thank the stars my neighbors made no complaints on them or management sending me a warning letter for having pets in the apartment.

My dogs are Zeus the Shiba Inu, my precious boy, Dante Jr the Dalmatian and such a stupid idea of me to name him after my ex and yet it stuck with him, and finally Dalmatian my cat. Silly name for her but I like since it was actually Daithi who named her. She's my sweet fluffy girl and the boss of those two. I love three of them so much and you cannot make me decide the better pet.

[bruisedknuckledbuckshot]

🥨

@shehowlie

Send '🥨' to go for a midnight snack run at the local convenience store with my muse.

Angel is staving for stronger coffee than what lies in RED’s cabinets, something to actually wake him up better than what is happening now. He has died more times on the battlements than he has in a long time. Of course there are reasons for the lack of sleep causing his shitty performance but like hell he is going to talk to anyone about it. That and maybe some junk snacks. Like the type that could knock out anyone after consuming so much. So either a sleep coma or hyper drive. He could use some of that plus he is just- hungry. And really did not feel like cooking.

Snatching the two person truck keys off of a hook that held a couple of other vehicles, Angel double checks what he grabbed with bloodshot eyes. Didn’t want the ambulance, sure as hell wasn’t thinking of even touching sniper’s van. Just- really making sure as to not want to grab any other transport. Those obviously belonged to someone else. So company car it is. And he picked right he first time. Nice.

Shuffling into the dim lighted sky, Angel yawned loudly, having dressed a little casual but still relatively the same. It gets cold out at night anyhow. Kinda sucks he is going alone since everyone else was either doing their own thing or went to sleep already. No friends around here either it seems.

[themultiversemercs]

❝So, Arch... Do you have any Christmas plans... or traditions?❞

There was a flicker in his smile, that hairline fracture in his mask when she asked him, hanging for a moment before he leaned forward in his seat, shaking his head to respond at first. "Not this year. Drane and Junkie are doing their thing as a family this year, and usually we're in the field when it does happen."

Arch took a mouthful of his coffee before continuing "Traditions? I used to religiously watch the queen's Christmas speech, something instilled by mother dearest. That, the polar express, and if I'm not working I smoke a cigar to remember my old man."

"What about you?"

[redbritishsniper]

☢?

☢ If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?

(Oh fuck this is hard. It's goes down between my mom's carbonara or the broccoli spears. Either one of them.)

[redbritishsniper]

❝It seems my instincts were correct.❞

Upon her words, the Sniper narrowed her only eye at the other woman. "Your instincts?" What did she mean by that? "Pray tell, why do you say that? And why is it correct too?"