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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sarah you're breaking my heart with this

[reassures]

You're welcome. I'm always happy to share.

[With a friend goes unspoken, but it hangs in the air nonetheless. Nill finished her cigarette not long ago, but the empty butt still hangs between her fingers, for no reason in particular. ]

I'll be sure to let you know. Thank you.

[She giggles, very softly, before her smile spreads into a gentle grin.]

I have more cigarettes-- if you would like to meet like this again some time, I'd be more than happy to share again.

heh heh

[retraced]

[More...well, he's sure that now that he's had a taste of it again, it will be difficult to put the patches back on or try and rely on quitting cold turkey. It's a routine of quit, failure, quit, failure, and this was the longest and best attempt thus far. It was only fitting, really, that he wait until after Oz had left again to find himself weak enough to start again, just as he had been the first time he'd smoked.]

Oh. Um, maybe we can...trade? [Why does this feel like an illegal tradeoff here.] If there's a pastry that you like or - any type of food, I can bake.

[The only thing that he's sure he'll be able to continue doing to keep from feeling entirely useless.]

the worst

[reassures]

I love pastries-- I love baking, too.

[Her expression brightens a little. Not that it wasn't bright before, but now it's a little more carefree. The kind of look someone gets when you mention a silly little hobby that they actually really love.]

Maybe we could bake together sometime. I haven't gotten to do something like that since before we arrived on the moonbase.

[And before that it had been since Siren's Port. She only really went to the cookie baking thing once.]

[retraced]

[Baking with a pretty girl. Oz would kick him over and step on him from overwhelming jealousy. The correct answer here would be to say no, it's okay, he'd rather pay her back by doing it himself and not letting her bother with any of the work. Except...she does seem excited about it, which he can understand. The kitchen in the moonbase must have been a blessing to so many, but to a man who finds as much joy in cooking as Gilbert does, it had been a painfully long and frustrating ordeal.]

That would...um - if you want, there's plenty of space in the kitchen that we've cleaned out so...that would be fine.