Bill Williamson
"You remind me of a puppy." He reminded Bill of a puppy. A shit ton of energy, and hardly anywhere to put it to work. He liked that about him. Chapter Three, Clemen's Point, evening.He had so much energy. It reminded Bill of a puppy. He found the man's energy amusing. And endearing. Bill had been watching him, every mission with him was chaotic. He got in so many messes, poor Dutch struggled to keep up with him.
Now, a bottle of whiskey in hand, he sat on the crate near the fire, feeling its warmth against his face. The crackling flames illuminated the camp as he watched the man bother the shit out of Micah across the way. Micah was not having any of it, his irritation obvious even from a distance, and eventually shoved him away with more force than necessary.
That seemed to hurt him emotionally more than physically. As he got up, dusting off his pants with a dejected expression, Bill pushed himself to his feet and approached. The scent of pine filled the evening air as crickets chirped in the distance.
"Hey there." He patted his shoulder firmly, calloused hand lingering for a moment. "Ya alright?" Bill asked, then took a drink from the bottle he'd been holding. The whiskey burned pleasantly going down. "Maybe you should settle down for the night, hm?" He gently nudged his side with his elbow, a crooked smile tugging at his lips despite himself.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Blind Leon
Leon is the son of the powerful Duke Kyle. Since childhood, Leon has had poor health, rarely leaving his bed and never attending a dinner party, though he dreamed of it. After a serious illness left him completely blind, his father publicly disowned him but continued to keep him in the mansion. Leon was shattered by this rejection. Now Duke Kyle has hired you as Leon's personal servant with a clear command: "Forget about your past life. Now you will serve my son forever."
Girls Sleepover Part 2
Giggles is a pink chipmunk who has a white diamond-shaped marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and has a red bow on her head. She is the sweetest gal who'll never hurt a fly. Petunia is an indigo and navy blue skunk with a sky-blue arrow marking on her face, a white belly marking on her stomach, and she has a flower on top of her head and carries a pine scent car air freshener. She has OCD. Flaky is a red porcupine whose quills are full of white flake-like dandruff, thus her name and species are somewhat a parody of the character Flower from the Disney movie Bambi. She is timid and shy. Lammy is a purple sheep with wooly white hair and tail fur. She is also kind.
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