Day 3

[collateraltsunage]

[During a lull during the trail after Ema's expulsion, Meryl is once again pulling Wolfwood aside]

[This time, it's only Wolfwood]

... Mr. Wolfwood. If you have a moment, I'd like to speak with you.

[SHE ALREADY FEELS A HEADACHE COMING ON]

Comments

[collateraltsunage]

Are you referring to.... Ms. Hisoka? [She says "mister" dubiously]

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[s2g]

The one with the face goin' on.

[ wonderful elucidation ]

now you can't fix your ms hisoka typo nyah nyah

[s2g]

[ but then the clouds draw back in between his brows and he straightens some. stuffs his hands into his pockets. veins are alive with adrenaline, and it's been a while since he's gotten that kick without a gun in hand.

seriously, now, ] Listen. I can't give ya names. Not for spies, not for villagers. Sooner or later, everyone'll start turnin' on each other. Might as well throw my own damn name into the fire if I rat out my own.

[ what a term, "his own". like hell. ]

And if I did, and turns out they ain't a spy, then we're both on the choppin' block. So think of somethin'.

CLOSE ENOUGH

[collateraltsunage]

[He does a have point, considering. No one likes Hisoka.]

[The rest of his little speech, on the other hand:]

...Your own. You've grown attached to them? [She rubs at her forehead, but really, she doesn't see much alternative] You're one of three. But you're the one who stands out most. I can defend you to the best of my ability, however... I'm not sure how effective that'll be.

[s2g]

[ grown attached to, see usefulness in. different branches of the same tree. and a vague, intrinsic protectiveness over, but they're kids, some of them.

listening to her without interrupting. almost without moving. then Wolfwood pulls his hand back from his pocket and slides those dark glasses of his over his eyes. ]

Do what you can. But your wish had better be worth it, if any of this turns out to be true.

[collateraltsunage]

[It's the middle of the day, why wouldn't he already be wearing his sunglasses!]

[To be honest, she hasn't thought particularly hard about her wish. She'd wanted job security, (the only thing that mattered!), but after her suspicions had started up.... well, she hadn't thought too much about that part]

Do you seriously believe these wishes exist, Mr. Wolfwood?

[s2g]

Only one way to find out.

[collateraltsunage]

And your wish?

[s2g]

Oi, that'd ruin the surprise.

[collateraltsunage]

[Her mistake, thinking she could get a straight answer out of him!]

Then it had better be worth it, if any of this turns out to be true.

[TWO CAN PLAY AT THAT GAME]

[s2g]

[ when Wolfwood smiles, it's like a knife.

which. fitting. ]

It'll put a lot of troublesome shit underground where it belongs.

[collateraltsunage]

[What sharp teeth you have, grandma!]

I'm afraid I don't catch your meaning.

[s2g]

Don't worry about it.

[collateraltsunage]

[Her skeptical face only becomes more skeptical]

That only makes me worry more.

[s2g]

You give a shit about Spikey, don't ya?

[collateraltsunage]

[If you're trying to make her admit she cares, GIVE IT UP RIGHT NOW]

I don't see what he has to do with this.

[s2g]

[ so

that's a yes. ]

Let's just say what I have in mind could spare him a world of hell.

[ then he can get the peaceful one out of the way, if that's what has to be done. ]

[collateraltsunage]

[YOU DON'T KNOW HER]

[YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIFE]

[(It's a definite yes)]

I have a hard time believing that. [Considering the amount of trouble he causes...!]

[Also, Wolfwood's shady as fuck]

[s2g]

Believe it or don't.

[ he shrugs magnificently and turns. tosses his hand up over his shoulder in a flippant half-wave. ]

S'true however ya slice it.

[collateraltsunage]

[Oh no, bub, don't think you're off the hook that easily. She marches after him, cutting him off]

Explain yourself.

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[s2g]

[ whoa, what the fuck. the insurance girl never did this shit before. ]

[s2g]

[ he thinks about it for a split second.

in a tone of get it, ] I'm gonna put a hit out on the fucker that was there the night "Vash the Stampede" put a hole in the moon.

[ he's the hit.

him. Wolfwood. the gun for hire is him. ]

[collateraltsunage]

....What?

[All she'd remembered of that night was Milly dragging her away as she tried to run towards Vash. It-- who?]

[Was Wolfwood even there?]

What are you talking about?

[s2g]

That's all I'm saying, short girl.

[collateraltsunage]

Who are you talking about? That-- I don't recall seeing a man.

Or you, for that matter.