notabluesbro | 24th Confession [Partially Accidental Video/Action]

Ow, ow, ow, ow!!!

[This morning is starting off excellently, Wolfwood. Just peachy.

Ugh, what a headache. What a bodyache. They didn't have to be so rude about kidnapping him. Once the drugs have started to wear off and he can walk in a straight line, he'll retrieve the journal slung open against a tree and speak up into it, now that he notes it's recording anyway. Whelp, at least the journal was trying to offer an act of kindness. Even if it did squat... Nah, right now he was too worried about a.) Amelia's problems with Legato, b.) Vash being a dumbass while sick, and most of all, c.) how Milly's doing.]

[video]

Looks like I'm back. How long did they have me this time? [He makes a fist and presses his back grumpily; they also managed to give him back his clothes. How sweet.] And I think I actually got it good this time; no problems as far as I can tell...

...

Did I miss anything? Please tell me it was at least peaceful around here.

[Because we don't all have to come out of this annoyed, right?]

[action]

[You can catch him fully clothed and walking through or out of the forest. Maybe he'll stop by the restaurant or the bar. Gotta refuel myself, ya' know. Little does Wolfwood know, he's actually effected by his shitty ~~luck~~ mallynap: he can't answer any question untruthfully. Won't this be just good fun for a certain spikey-headed bastard. Otherwise, he's doing just peachy. B|]

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[Well, now that he knows he's stricken with something from the Malnosso, he'll have to be cautious around you, huh? :|

... But he finally sees you, and smiles. Oh, honey. He's missed your confusion.]

Just turn yourself 90 degrees to the right, big girl.

[Oh gosh he's alright, he's not hurt, he's in one piece, he still looks the same-]

Don't you dare tell me to stand back and let robots take you away from me ever again, don't you dare!

[And now here comes the patented Milly Thompson hug.]

Are you alright? Did they hurt you?

I'm fine, I'm fine. Just the usual headache. But I get those just being around needle noggin, so it's nothing serious. [He puts his hands on her shoulders, happy to at least manage to stay upright this time |D;]

Are you okay, too?

[Because I love ya' and all, but I'll probably end up telling you to stand back and let them take me again, you know.]

Me? I'm just fine, even better now.

[You are exasperating; don't think she doesn't see you skirting around that scolding Mr. Priest.

She brushes her fingertips through his hair.]

Where does your head hurt?

[Ha. He takes her hands and pressed them to each temple.]

Here. But it's feeling better since I woke up.

[Takes her hands away, and instead quickly presses a kiss against one temple, then the other.]

Is that better?

[Since he has to be particularly honest--geez my head is killing me--he'll just have to work around his problems, by adding his honest opinion.]

Not really, no... but hey, I got free kisses out of it.

[and he gives her a peck on the forehead.]

... Sorry. About worrying you again.

[Just... leans in and hugs him then, adding a heartfelt snuggle to the package too.]

I think it's going to have to be an occupational hazard if I want to be with you, Mr. Priest.

Just... don't do it too often, okay?

I'll do my best.

...

[Um.]

Hey, Milly? I gotta tell you something. I sort of have a little problem the malnosso was nice enough to give me. I sort of just learned about it, actually...

[Pulls back to look at him, wide eyed and fearful.]

You said they didn't hurt you! What's wrong?

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Nothing, nothing! I told you they didn't hurt me. It's just... [Whelp.] If someone asks me a question, I'm compelled to answer it. 100 percent truthfully.

Really?

[Looks thoughtful for a moment then smiles mischeivously.]

Do you like Meryl's cooking better or mine?

[FU—]

Meryl's.

[... XC]

[Blink. Blink.]

Oh.

[Do you feel bad, Mr. Priest? It's like you just kicked a puppy and- oh wait, she's giving you a sheepish smile.]

Then I'll just have to learn to get better.

[You're not the only one looking sheepish.

I TOLD YOU NOT TO ASK ME QUESTIONS.]

If it makes anything any better, you cook better than the other three people in the house.

Oh, it's alright. Meryl is a very good cook, and I was never the best growing up. But don't you worry Mr. Priest, I'll get some cooking books and I'll try and do my very best to get better.

[Seems to be considering something for a moment... then...]

Where are you ticklish?

[... 8U]

My ribs—

Milly!!

[CUT IT OUT]

[Smiles. Deviously.]

One more! One more, I promise. Then you get to ask me three things and I promise I'll answer them truthfully.

[Grooooannsdadslkf]

...Not like I have a choice...

[Hit me with your best shot. My body is ready.]

...Do you really hate the cat, or are you just pretending?

I hate her, but not enough to kill her.

[That's got to be a good answer, considering how often he threatens bodily harm against that stupid cat.]

Or, at least, I can handle her as long as she's not under my covers scratching my leg up.

Thank you.

[Smiles, and quickly kisses his cheek.]

Now you can ask me anything for your three questions and I promise to give you my honest answer.

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