notabluesbro | 27th Confession [Action/Voice]

[Wolfwood was happy to see the ugly scratch on his forehead was gone, and most of the flexibility of his good shoulder had returned to him. The soreness that would have dragged itself along in the days to come have long since passed, but he's far more annoyed at the sling he was forced to wear on his arm. Immobile. Unable to really carry his Punisher around (and that's just one of those weaknesses, on casual days, isn't it?).

Not to mention, with Milly on him about keeping rested and not getting into anymore trouble—just imagine the finger wagging and the never-ending questions about this and that and do you need new bandages?—he can finally wander out without feeling like a kid sneaking out of a window. But what is this? A few... confused, unfamiliar faces?

New Feather Time. Wonderful. Time to find a spot to sit and crack open that journal of his to check in on everyone. Everyone.]

[Voice//Filtered from Legato]

Sounds like we have some new people falling in. Or swimming in. Or climbing down. At least you don't have to worry about getting stuck waist-deep in desert sand here, now that that's all gone; I showed up there, and let's just say it's a doozy trying to get back to village life.

... But showing up in the middle of the ocean would have been pretty bad, too.

[He rubs his chin.]

Ahhh, shit, has it really been over a year?

[One extra year of living. He's pleased to consider it.]

How many people share a year here with me, huh? Felt pretty short.

Anyway, the name's Wolfwood; if you have any questions, I wouldn't mind answering them. Though I suggest the nice little list in the journal about anything and everything. Now that the draft is behind us, we might just have a moment of peace around here for settling down...

[If you want to run into him any other time, go right ahead. He's at the plaza, but he'll also stop by the weapons shop and walk out with a huge box under one arm. Despite the weight and the old wound on that arm, it's pretty effortless. Don't mind the kitten with the donut-shaped mark over its eye following him. That's just Vash's kitten. :|

He's a creeper like his mother. Can't shake him off.]

((ooc: if you signed up for a kitten (or want one, since there are still a few untaken), there will be an ooc post and an ic post by milly-mun about picking them up from the house! They're all ready to go.))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

DON'T TELL HIM! Just tell him I don't have one!

.... Why is this, again?

Because he won't ever let it go! I don't really want people to know about that here! [They might start to think he's scary!]

... Fine, fine. Still don't see the big deal, but if you say so.

Thanks, Wolfwood. I just... [He hesitates a moment.] I don't want to have to explain why it's so big.

Right, right. [He knows just how bad it is, to explain something like that.] Just so long as you realize there are other things that you should probably get out there one of these days.

This is a place where you can actually be yourself, without someone trying to drag you in for a bounty. Learn to use that advantage sometime, huh?

I'm trying! I'm trying! [Some what.] The bounty is just one thing I'd really like to leave behind.

Then give him a small bounty or something. Tell him you... I don't know, stole candy from a baby or something. Be creative.

Isn't that lying? [When everyone is always telling him he shouldn't lie so much.]

Look, you want to get him off your tail about something you'll never want to talk about with anyone here. Lying isn't a big deal for this. The bounty isn't important, so make it unimportant.

[The bounty isn't important. Yeah, but the action behind it was. Was he being unfair to all the people he hurt by keeping it hidden? Let's just keep that kind of thinking to ourselves.]

I'll think about it.

Good. Think on it.

[He can tell what you're thinking. Honestly, it's not rocket science, once someone knows you a few years.]

This is Luffy; it shouldn't be that hard to convince him of something.

I don't know. Every now and then he kinda reminds me of Milly.

You'd be surprised. She's starting to get really good at telling when I'm pulling her leg.

Heh, can she? That's good for her!

Not so good for me.

Even better!

Gee, your sympathy is overwhelming. I'll remember this for the future.

And if you remember I should mention to Milly you don't like that she's getting smarter?

Hey, that came out of your mouth, not mine. I just said she was getting better at reading me. I'm sure she'll appreciate that vote of confidence.

Exactly, and when I said it was a good thing you made me feel like it was a bad thing, threatening me and all!

... [chin scratching at that] I've never had people able to read me so well before. That's all.

Heh, it's not all bad now is it?

... Heh.

I guess not.

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