Five | Action | Backdated to after Milkfield event

[snipingmissy]

- Morning, 1247 Williams Rd and anyone who wanders by the front door -

[Riza was still feeling painfully guilty about the things she'd done while being droned, and when she wasn't feeling guilty for attacking every person she came across she was trying to shove the memory of being murdered--and waking up fine the next day as if nothing had

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[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

[Dempsey was busy wandering around town, looking for something to occupy himself when he ran into the familiar blond.] Hey there good lookin'.

[Afternoon] Yessss XD

[snipingmissy]

[Black Hayate barked at the stranger's approach, and Hawkeye took a moment to brace herself before replying. This man's favorite pastime seemed to be irritating her.]

Hello, Mr. Dempsey.

[Afternoon] Lol. X3

[zombee_slayer]

How's it going hotness?

[Afternoon] :3

[snipingmissy]

I still can't grasp your fascination with temperature, Mr. Dempsey.

[And Hayate will be damned if he's ignored. He steps on Dempsey's shoes and barks, wagging his tail so hard it's shaking his whole body.]

Black Hayate! You know better!

[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

Hm? What's up mutt? [He reaches down to pet the dog's head.]

[Afternoon]

[snipingmissy]

[Hayate barked excitedly, a wiggling ball of fur. He puts his paws on Dempsey's shoulders now that the stranger was at eye level.]

Hayate! You know better, down.

[Hayate yipped and put his paws back on the ground, rubbing his face against Dempsey's hand.]

Sorry about that. He's very excited to meet new people.

[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

He's a hell of a lot better than the fucking mutts that I usually deal with.

[Afternoon]

[snipingmissy]

Hayate's been very well trained.

[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

So were the ones that I dealt with.

[Afternoon]

[snipingmissy]

Don't insult my dog.

Hayate, come.

[Look! See how quickly Hayate follows instructions? She crouches next to the dog and scratches his ears.]

Good boy, Hayate.

[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

I wasn't insulting him sweetheart.

[Afternoon]

[snipingmissy]

Do you have a compulsion that prevents you from calling people by their first name, Mr. Dempsey?

[Hayate whines because he can tell Mama!Hawkeye is annoyed at this funny stranger.]

[Afternoon]

[zombee_slayer]

Maybe... [He may actually give her a better answer as soon as he figures out what that word means. It sounds funny, compulsion.]

[Afternoon]

[snipingmissy]

And what sort of answer is 'maybe'?

[Not amused.]