Milly Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
stungunning) wrote2012-04-12 10:21 am
stungunning) wrote2012-04-12 10:21 am
13 [action/voice]
Action:
[Earlier today, Milly's been waddling around Luceti to get some exercise. She looks about 27 weeks pregnant now and is sporting a noticeable bump. With about one month left to go, she's decided to do some shopping for baby clothes and some more things for her; with how quickly everything's going it seems like her clothing doesn't last longer than five minutes before she has to go and get something bigger. There's still big things like a cradle and a changing table to get ready before the baby arrives, but that's not something she's doing today. Today is about teeny tiny little pairs of socks in a myriad of pastel colours and little onesies with snap fasteners.
Later, when she's all shopped out and weighed down with baby clothes, she'll be taking a quick breather on a bench with an enormous bag of warm sausage rolls from the bakery, which she will be proceeding to eat as a power-snack before returning to Trigun House, where she makes a journal entry.]
Voice:
You know what I would really, really like right now? A really big, giant baked potato with lots of butter and covered in melty cheese with bacon bits. And even though something like that is always best served with two cups of pudding afterwards, I just can't bring myself to eat it right now, the smell makes me feel dreadfully sick to my stomach, and it's the saddest thing in the world because I have all these pudding cups getting closer and closer to their expiration date and nobody in the house eats pudding the way I do, so they're going to all go to waste. It's a terrible shame.
Oh, that's a good idea! I will give all those pudding cups away to a good home if anybody wants them. You just have to promise me that you'll eat them responsibly and not waste a single bite. There's nothing worse than wasting pudding.
[Is that a wobble in her voice? Yes it is. Giving away all that lovely pudding that she desperately wants to eat but can't without feeling sick is just about one of the saddest things she's ever had to do. She's quietly terrified that this temporary pudding issue might wind up being permanent.]
I think I might just have a few donuts. And maybe put some bitter caramel sauce on my potato. Does anybody know how to make bitter caramel sauce? And it's not dangerous to eat donuts with hot sauce, is it?
[Earlier today, Milly's been waddling around Luceti to get some exercise. She looks about 27 weeks pregnant now and is sporting a noticeable bump. With about one month left to go, she's decided to do some shopping for baby clothes and some more things for her; with how quickly everything's going it seems like her clothing doesn't last longer than five minutes before she has to go and get something bigger. There's still big things like a cradle and a changing table to get ready before the baby arrives, but that's not something she's doing today. Today is about teeny tiny little pairs of socks in a myriad of pastel colours and little onesies with snap fasteners.
Later, when she's all shopped out and weighed down with baby clothes, she'll be taking a quick breather on a bench with an enormous bag of warm sausage rolls from the bakery, which she will be proceeding to eat as a power-snack before returning to Trigun House, where she makes a journal entry.]
Voice:
You know what I would really, really like right now? A really big, giant baked potato with lots of butter and covered in melty cheese with bacon bits. And even though something like that is always best served with two cups of pudding afterwards, I just can't bring myself to eat it right now, the smell makes me feel dreadfully sick to my stomach, and it's the saddest thing in the world because I have all these pudding cups getting closer and closer to their expiration date and nobody in the house eats pudding the way I do, so they're going to all go to waste. It's a terrible shame.
Oh, that's a good idea! I will give all those pudding cups away to a good home if anybody wants them. You just have to promise me that you'll eat them responsibly and not waste a single bite. There's nothing worse than wasting pudding.
[Is that a wobble in her voice? Yes it is. Giving away all that lovely pudding that she desperately wants to eat but can't without feeling sick is just about one of the saddest things she's ever had to do. She's quietly terrified that this temporary pudding issue might wind up being permanent.]
I think I might just have a few donuts. And maybe put some bitter caramel sauce on my potato. Does anybody know how to make bitter caramel sauce? And it's not dangerous to eat donuts with hot sauce, is it?
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