[ WEEK THREE ]

[sheriffexe]

WEEK THREE

CURRENT POPULATION: 35 It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings. ... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours! Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss. This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.

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[thatsthespirit]

[Milla's gonna protag whenever she can, tbh. it's just in her nature! as is stubbornly pressing forward, no matter what]

[when released, she takes a few steps back and hoists her pickaxe so it rests on her shoulder again]

. . . thank you.

You don't have to come with me, but it's important to me that we press on. You understand, right?

[tightly]

[ Sorry, Milla.

She does understand, but she cannot condone it.

In that spirit, as soon as Milla is no longer facing her, Chane springs into action. The safest way to incapacitate someone is to temporary cut off all oxygen to the brain. By wrapping one arm around Milla's neck from behind, that's exactly what Chane does. Even if she struggles or flails, Milla will be sleeping soundly within a few moments.

When she wakes up in a few hours, she won't even have bruises about her throat. Not that Chane is expecting gratitude.

Once she's sure Milla is subdued, she affixes the other woman over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and exits the mine. ]

[thatsthespirit]

[. . . in hindsight, she really should have seen this coming. Chane was just as stubborn about leaving as she was about staying]

What in the--?!

[she can barely get the words out as Chane grapples her from behind, and although she grabs the other woman's arms tightly in an attempt to escape, it's to no avail. within a few moments, her body goes limp, allowing Chane to do with her as she pleases]

[DAMN HIT]

[WHY DO PEOPLE FEEL THE NEED TO KNOCK HERO OUT FOR HER OWN GOOD SO OFTEN]

[Gaius would approve of you, Chane]

[tightly]

[ A few hours later, Milla will wake up in the inn lounge, having been laid on a couch. Somehow, there's a soft quilt tucked up to her chin and a gentle cushion under her head. ????? ]

[thatsthespirit]

[well]

[at least the pillow is soft]