two.
[Voice Post]
[After the fiasco last time Mildmay tried to use the journals, he wants everything to be properly planned out before he makes a fool of himself again. As such, you can almost hear him counting off discussion topics on his fingers:]
First, uh, I heard lots of folks's stories and shit, here. Stories I ain't never heard before. I'm a story hound, me, so if y'all know any worth telling folk about, I'm you're man for listening.
Second, you know, how d'you get home? Or send messages? I mean, I know nobody damn knows-- I heard it from enough of you motherfuckers, believe me-- but I figure it can't hurt nobody, just asking again. I got some... some family, I guess, and I'm pretty damn worried about what he's gone get up to without me.
Third, well... fuck. What do y'all do round here? Everything's free, so I figure there ain't no jobs, right? Except that's fucking boring. Which is to say, I guess... [Now or never, Milly-fox.] I reckon I could lend a hand, if anyfolk need work done. I mean, if I can do it. I tended bar before, and darned trousers, and worked on a ship... but not all at the same time.
I ain't bad at cards, neither.
[And, rather abruptly, Mildmay cuts the transmission off. What? He hasn't got anything more to say.]
[ooc threadlinks: archie; cpt jack ( winry / mildmay / jack); horatio; anne; norrinton; rokuta; eleven; setzer; helios; en-ou; sayo, jilly coppercorn.]
[After the fiasco last time Mildmay tried to use the journals, he wants everything to be properly planned out before he makes a fool of himself again. As such, you can almost hear him counting off discussion topics on his fingers:]
First, uh, I heard lots of folks's stories and shit, here. Stories I ain't never heard before. I'm a story hound, me, so if y'all know any worth telling folk about, I'm you're man for listening.
Second, you know, how d'you get home? Or send messages? I mean, I know nobody damn knows-- I heard it from enough of you motherfuckers, believe me-- but I figure it can't hurt nobody, just asking again. I got some... some family, I guess, and I'm pretty damn worried about what he's gone get up to without me.
Third, well... fuck. What do y'all do round here? Everything's free, so I figure there ain't no jobs, right? Except that's fucking boring. Which is to say, I guess... [Now or never, Milly-fox.] I reckon I could lend a hand, if anyfolk need work done. I mean, if I can do it. I tended bar before, and darned trousers, and worked on a ship... but not all at the same time.
I ain't bad at cards, neither.
[And, rather abruptly, Mildmay cuts the transmission off. What? He hasn't got anything more to say.]
[ooc threadlinks: archie; cpt jack ( winry / mildmay / jack); horatio; anne; norrinton; rokuta; eleven; setzer; helios; en-ou; sayo, jilly coppercorn.]