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[greasemunkygal]

Who: Mikaela & OPEN
What: Searching
Where: Zone 6
Summary: After Mikaela fell asleep with Ironhide and actually got some rest last night, she got up nice and early this morning and headed out to search by herself. At least she’s armed this time.
Notes: Feel free to stumble across her. I’d prefer it if there were multiple threads as opposed to a

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[theheterodyne]

Agatha wasn't usually in zone 6, but she'd been feeling a bit adventurous that day, so there she was, walking along a road with rather questionable-looking shops.

She was surprised to see a human girl with her head in her hands, sitting on a bench, and slowed down.

"Are you all right?"

[greasemunkygal]

Mikaela hadn't exactly been expecting company. Another persons voice jerked her out of her rather comatose state and she smiled vaguely at the newcomer.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Just fine." She coughed and rubbed at her still slightly burning eyes and tried to smile again.

[theheterodyne]

She didn't believe the girl. With eyes like that and looking tired and unhappy, there was no way she was fine.

"Lost?"

Without waiting for the answer, she sat down next to her on the bench.

[greasemunkygal]

Mikaela didn't mind if it she sat down with her. Honestly, she could use the company, even if she didn't know the girl.

"Mentally or like...actually lost?" Mikaela laughed hollowly, watching her as she sat down.

[mayflyhunter]

Without any warning, or any outward signs that he understood the meaning of the word "space", Vash the Stampede flopped down on the bench beside her. There was a paper sack in his lap, and his expression was unreadable. He didn't say anything for a moment, being mercifully silent for the first time since he'd arrived.

"So I got to thinkin'," he said, as if they'd just been having a conversation. "People're right. I needed some kinda job. And y'know what? They pay you!"

Brightly, he reached into the sack, and held out what looked like a hot dog. "In food!"

[greasemunkygal]

Mikaela jumped when Vash flopped on the bench next to her, staring at him with wide eyes until she registered who he was. She had...not been expecting such abrupt company. His silence was a little unnerving, he usually isn't that...quiet.

Okay, he wasn't EVER that quiet.

She blinked at him when he spoke, and at his question shook her head helplessly. She had absolutely no idea where this was going. So, when he pulled what looked like a hot dog out of the bag, she could only stare.

And stare a little more.

Then laugh.

"Well, getting paid in foods' as good as anything, right?" She grinned, leaning back. "Where're you workin' that pays you in hot dogs?"

[mayflyhunter]

He held the hot dog out a little more, offering it to her. It might have seemed like the most inane kind of topic ever, but she looked better now. At least for a second.

"Hot dog stand in one of the parks!" he said brightly. "They make donuts too, but uh..." His grin faded a bit as he looked back down at the bag. "They uh... ran out."

Yeah that was what happened.

[greasemunkygal]

She stared at the offered hot dog in confusion for a moment before taking it with a genuine smile. He'd definitely pulled her spirits up from the low they'd been in.

"They...ran out of donuts? Really?" She watched him carefully, trying not to grin. "'M sure you could find another stand somewhere..."