you've been acting awful tough lately

[reassures]

Date & Time: The 8th, from 12pm - 3pm
Location: Outside town
Characters: Nill and YOU
Summary: Nill promised to meet an anonymous person on the network, and has decided to send smoke signals with cigarettes to find them. Also action spam.
Warnings: None! Will be updated if needed.

[It's a strange day that finds Nill smoking during daylight hours, but one way or another she's found herself doing exactly that. Small promises made and easy modes of identification, she supposes - she'll end up going through half a pack by the end of this, but it's worth it if she can actually manage to help the person she promised to help.

Even so, it's not difficult to tell that it's a strange sight, a blond girl bundled up, sitting on the trunk of a fallen tree beside one of the better-known ways to town, just... smoking. She doesn't appear to be going anywhere, apparently comfortable where she is, though she smiles at anyone that spares her a glance while they're on their way. She'll be there for most of the early afternoon, from noon to about three, and will welcome anyone that feels like sitting with her.

Hopefully it won't decide to snow while she's sitting there. It's cold enough out as it is, and a new layer isn't going to make her stay terribly pleasant.]

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[reassures]

[She glances down at her thighs, as if the idea hadn't really occurred to her. She still had a pretty decent chunk of time to wait, so even if it looked a little awkward, it might be worth trying out.

Stan gets to his feet then, and she gets ready to type up a generic "see you later", since it seems like he's ready to go, but then...

She remembers the conversation she'd had with Kate what seems like forever ago, and that Stan was one of the people she had lied to. She makes a gesture for him to wait a moment, and after struggling to find words, finally holds up the tablet again.]

I lied about my age when I told you about it. I'm sorry.

[lazyinlove]

Okay.

[That earns Nill a slight eyebrow quirk, but not any sort of huge reaction. Everyone lies about their age sometimes, it's no big deal. Maybe she had a good reason. Not that he can think of one, honestly. He's not someone that people usually bother lying to like that. But he's not going to throw any stones here, either.]

[reassures]

[The general lack of reaction is a little odd. He doesn't even seem slightly bothered, and the ease with which he takes it in stride is... nice. Really nice. It makes her feel a little worse about it.]

Thank you.

[lazyinlove]

I'm 16. But I'll be 17 in ten days.

[That's a second chance, by the way, Nill. Take it.]

[reassures]

[She seems confused for a fraction of a second, but it passes quickly. Her expression immediately brightens, and she stands, quickly typing again.]

That's great! I could try to make you something, if you'd like.

I'm 20 now, but my birthday isn't until August.

[lazyinlove]

That's what you said before.

[Nill's inability to keep her lies straight notwithstanding, there's something important to be considered here.]

...Something like what? A cake? Or a sandwich?

[Or food of any sort really.]

[reassures]

[It is, isn't it. Sometimes you just get a little flustered and repeat stuff, which is.... rarer when you're typing out all your responses, but these things happen.]

I could make you a cake and a sandwich if you want. Is there anything you really like?

[lazyinlove]

Both?

[His mouth is watering just thinking about it. Oh, man. What he wouldn't give for a pizza or a sandwich or anything that he used to take for granted. Even a bowl of cereal to fall asleep in in the morning would be amazing. It's tough to even think of what his favorites used to be, but he'll have to try. Is spaghetti something you can put on a sandwich? Maybe he'd better keep it simple.]

Chocolate. I-what is there? Do they have elk burgers or something? Roast something or other? Just no rabbit, right?

[reassures]

[It might be hard. She doesn't have everything she needs, but at the very least, she could find a bakery in town for the cake. And she could definitely manage a sandwich. ...Finding something other than rabbit might be a little difficult, but probably not impossible.]

I'll see what I can do, but I think I can avoid rabbit. And I'll remember chocolate. Your birthday is on the 18th?

[lazyinlove]

[That's more than good enough for him. Stan is about to answer when he hears a familiar sound. The farmer's enormous feet, no doubt about to catch him slacking off instead of earning his hay. So he quickly hugs Nill, dreaming happily of birthday dinner, and dives around the corner of the next building over.

Yep, it's the 18th. But he doesn't care what day she delivers on anyway.]

[reassures]

[Oh. She certainly wasn't expecting that. The hug catches her so off guard that she doesn't have the time to do more than just wave at him as he leaves.

But Nill will definitely remember the date.]