16th Confession [Voice/Action] Forward-dated to the 25th

[notabluesbro]

I—

I CAN'T DO IT.

[Hey, Journal, hear Wolfwood Milly yell in frustration. Anyone who's actually walking by would know why—after holding a cigarette inches from his her mouth, 'Milly' throws it on the ground and stomps on it violently. How could he possibly smoke in Milly's body? It just feels wrong. Drinking basically has the same feeling, really... Hell, it's not like he knows the body isn't really hers, not in their world. So he will be nicotine deprived for the next few days in his valiant, difficult efforts.

Miserable. Just miserable!

Granted, he's still carrying around a cross like it's nothing, so it shouldn't be too hard to figure out who he is. For now? He's just running around seeing what the hell's happened here. After all, people are in a panic, and he's needing to find people he knows to figure out what the hell is going on. This just had to be another event, right? First, he gets some normal-looking lady clothes for his bizarrely tall girl body (goddamn Milly, you're HUGE). He visits the apartment and eats, and then proceeds to go crash in his bed and try to sleep it off. Same as usual.

Except, fuck it, he can't. So instead he'll just be listening to all the panicked posts on the journal while shaking his head.

Her head.

...Eh.]

Comments

Re: [Action]

[iamnotmilly.livejournal.com]

I don't know—never went out to find a way to stop, really.

[But he blinks at that.]

...can't stop? You go back and forth a lot?

[Action]

[big-little-tits.livejournal.com]

Yeah, between Nami and my partner back home. [He lets out a breath and runs a hand through his hair.] My partner's a flat-chested shorty. [Just to give you an idea...]

Re: [Action]

[iamnotmilly.livejournal.com]

... Really. That's some really shitty luck.

...


Do you call her that to her face?

Re: [Action]

[big-little-tits.livejournal.com]

... Sometimes. [Most of the time.]