[PRP] Lost and Confused. (Millie/Ofie)

[Alicia Firestar]

Millie couldn't even defend the next attack as the hunter's weapon sliced through her shoulder.

She wasn't even going to bother attacking this time.

Against any law of common sense, the reaper unsummoned her weapon and continued a run.

HP: 17  

[Rown]

Ofelia raised her hand, ready to attack....when she suddenly stopped and looked down at her hip. "Oh flippin' Hell." The attack stopped just as swiftly as it had started and the hunter turned around and started to look, clearly searching for something. "Hey kiddo, while we were playin tag didja see where Ah dropped mah pouch?"

Apparently Ofelia had no concept of 'you just attack the crap out of this girl' or 'she's running because she's scared, not playing'. That was why she casually asked such a question, sighing all the while.

Also chasing someone down and hitting them with your weapon wasn't really 'tag', now was it?  

[Alicia Firestar]

Millie didn't stop running, but she turned to look at the hunter that called out a question.

The hunter had stopped. Millie wasn't sure who was more bonkers at that moment... her for taking away her only means of attack or the hunter that had just stopped because...

It was in this instant that Millie tripped over a log and fell flat on her face. Losing her entire train of thought, she looked around for the exit from where she was, but her head was pounding so loudly in her head it was hard to think straight.

Near the log was a small piece of leather. "Is this it?" Millie called.

Hopefully in the time it took for the hunter to come over and reclaim whatever it was, Millie could escape somehow... If her legs would only respond to her commands to get up...

HP: 17  

[Rown]

Ofelia looked at the small piece of leather the Halloween kid held up and shook her head, actually dismissing her weapon away to make a point and some motions. "Nah, it looks more like an actual pouch an' not one'a those stupid things ya see on TV." The redhead mimed with her hands what her idea of a pouch was, completely forgetting that she really had threatened and injured this poor child to the point that asking something of her was sort of cruel.

Her miming indicated more of a small bag rather than a pouch, and she pointed to her hip. "It'd be small 'nough ta hang off mah belt loop but big 'nough ta hold cookies an'....oh, wait." The teen stopped in her speech and started back over where she'd been before, her back turned to the little girl. If she wanted to run now would be the time and Ofelia likely wouldn't even notice. "They're back were we started our game'a tag. Forgot Ah set 'em there so we could eat 'em afterward."

The use of 'we' was a little creepy.

Alicia Firestar

 

[Alicia Firestar]

Tag? .... Tag?

Millie blinked, perplexed.
How was this a game of tag? And what did she mean by... 'we'? Millie put a hand to her injured shoulder and pulled it off to examine it.

Yup. Still covered in blood. This hunter was clearly insane.

But thankfully preoccupied for the moment. Shaking, hurt and way more tired than she needed to be, Millie debated between trying to find an exit and finding this hunter's bag so she could hide it to give her more time.

Standing up or running more didn't sound appealing for the moment, so instead Millie opened up a small skull box on her belt to take a swig of a black swirling potion.

"Blech" Millie wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue. It tasted horrible. Millie stared at it debating on taking another swig or not. She certainly didn't want to waste it on something so silly as a run in with a crazy hunter, but it really did work wonders at numbing the pain she was in. If only it didn't taste horrible...

Rown

 

[Rown]

"Oh hey, yer still here!" Ofelia's voice called loud and over the area as she stood up from where she'd stopped to bend over, a small pouch indeed in her hands. "Good, good. Ah thought ya'd take the time ta run away....not that Ah'd really blame ya. Yer kinda young an' cute so makes sense ta flee from strangers. Not that Ah'd really know, Ah never listen ta mah own advice."

The redhead kicked her shoes off as she started back over to the Halloween student, her hands digging into the small pouch as she approached. There was no hesitation in her movements, no fear that at any moment a weapon could be drawn and she'd be attacked. No, instead all of Ofelia's focus was on the pouch and whatever lay within. "Ya want a cookie?" She stopped awfully close, her had pulling out what looked to be a heart shaped object. A sugar cookie from the looks of it, decorated pretty gaudy for an upcoming holiday event. "Wait, can yer kind even eat cookies? Ah know what's her name called 'em 'spookies' or sommin', but Ah dunno if they're made fer yer stomachs. Hmm." Ofelia paused in her thoughts and shoved the offered cookie into her mouth instead, apparently forgetting she'd offered to share.

Alicia Firestar

 

[Alicia Firestar]

Millie gave the hunter a quizzical look for having somewhat of a worry for what a cookie could do to her after savagely attacking her only moments before.

"I think sugar is pretty universal..." Millie said wanting desperately for anything to get the taste out of her mouth.

Remembering her earlier blunder in Christmas town with the JOY candies and the icing snow, Millie turned somewhat pale. "On second thought.. maybe not." Christmas town was a different thing entirely, but what exactly would human food do?

Watching the hunter warily, Millie shifted her weight to a kneeling position. This would make it easier to run if whatever was in the bag ran out and the Hunter decided to spontaneously start up a new game of "tag".

Millie started pulling gauze pads and medical tape out of the box, placing the precious potion back in the small box.

As an afterthought, she tucked a pen in her waist belt so it was more readily available and relaxed a little more now that she had somewhat of a backup if she got into more trouble.

"Wouldn't you know better than me?" she asked as she started pulling off pieces of tape to put around the edge of the gauze.

Rown

 

[Rown]

"Eh? Know 'bout what?" Ofelia chewed on the cookie in her mouth before crouching down to get more level with the girl. "Ah know next ta nothin' 'bout yer kind, kiddo. Jus' like Ah'm pretty sure ya know nothin' really 'bout us Hunters either, 'cept our job is ta kill every last one'a'ya." The cookie was chewed and swallowed, the teen wondering if maybe she made them a bit too sweet. She'd have to ask Melvin when she got back if he liked how they tasted. "So maybe we should do a test? Here, go 'head an' try one." Ofelia reached back into the pouch and pulled out another cookie, this one covered in what looked to be sprinkles and a piss-poor spelling of 'I love you!'.

"Ah think Ah got some milk somewhere too, in case ya need ta wash it down." The redhead half expected the cookie to be swatted away, the kid looked pretty wounded and unhappy. "Or wait, ya can't really eat while yer bandagin' yerself up. Need a hand there, kiddo? Belldee said Ah was pretty good at it, or sommin'."

Alicia Firestar

 

[Alicia Firestar]

Millie looked at the gauze she had just prepared, a bit dumbfounded. Putting it on her own shoulder would be a lot more difficult with her one hand than if someone else did it... so why not?

Millie offered Ofelia the gauze she had already prepared and began working on another one.

Millie laughed as a thought occurred to her. "Well, wouldn't that be easier if you did know? Just line the area with plates of cookies! They really do smell the same..."

Millie's lighthearted joke was defiantly funnier in her head... If Millie had thought about it for a few minutes, giving her enemy tips on how to poison them probably wasn't very funny at all. Millie was too preoccupied with the gauze though to even take that thought a bit further.

"It just seems kinda strange not to know about the thing you're fighting. Don't you guys have classes?"

Rown

 

[Rown]

"Hey now, to a chef cookin' an' bakin' are one's life works. Usin' somethin' yer proud of ta kill others is jus' shameful an' a waste." Ofelia plopped the cookie she'd offered into her mouth and held it with her teeth. The gauze that was held out was taken and placed onto the girl's shoulder, skilled hands easily placing it and wrapping it so nothing would move. "Think of it like...bein' a teacher. Wouldja go 'round killin' people wit' books or chalk? Those are the tools'a yer trade, have some pride in 'em."

Her words were mostly muffled though by the cookie she held in her teeth so it sounded a lot like 'mmmfff affhh mmmhdhdhdd 'em.' Eventually the teen decided it was best to just eat the cookie and so she shoveled it in, chewing and swallowing as fast as she could.

"An' hell no we don't got classes. Where Ah come from b'for Deus got me Ah was told stuff that bumped in the night wasn't real - ya honestly believe humans are taught that ya are?" Ofelia narrowed her eye and lowered her eyebrow. "While Ah know somme'a ya might delight in the panic an' stuff the rest'a us would be in trouble. Mass panic kills people, kills things. Innocent people would die 'cause'a mistakes an' that's shitty."

Alicia Firestar

 

[Alicia Firestar]

"Not real?" Millie echoed quietly. Why did that sound so familiar? Millie tried wracking her brain for whatever it was the hunter's words reminded her of but it was like trying to remember the lyrics to a song you only heard once years ago.

There was something she was supposed to remember... something not real and something Millie felt was immensely important. Had she forgotten her father's death day?

Mindful of her company, now was probably one of the worst times to dwell on that nagging thought that bugged her. She could easily spent hours trying to figure it out and sitting next to a hunter who might not have that kind of patience was not at all a wise idea. Millie hoped she would remember it later and let the thought go begrudgingly.

Millie shivered at the thought of what might happen if all humans suddenly stopped believing and stopped being afraid of anything that scared them.

"I suppose that's the best way to keep anyone from being afraid of anything." Millie said sadly. "Though we don't want people dead. It's not good for us either."

Millie snickered at her apocalypse scenario and a sudden realization.
If every human did suddenly stop being afraid, everyone in Haloween town would be okay and thriving.
After all, Millie was sitting next to a member of a whole society who wouldn't forget them or let them go. Ever.

Millie stood up as she saw a familiar door in the distance. "Hey, I gotta go." She turned to the hunter and walked backwards, slowly at first and smiled. "Thanks for the game!" she called before breaking into a run towards the exit.

Millie hoped that was the better thing to say to someone who was supposed to be an enemy. Thanks for patching up someone you're supposed to kill on sight and having this nice chat. was probably tasteless and would be quick to rile the Hunter's anger, but Millie really did want to thank the hunter somehow.

After all, the hunter had given her a spark of interest in her studies at any rate.

[[exit]]

Rown

Sorry that took so long and sorry I didn't leave anything to reply to. ^_^; We'll have to get together again anyways to exchange names razz