[Center][color=f49ac2][h2][b]Millie[/b][/h2][/color][/center]

She lifted her hands in the air as the man looked down at her and reached for his weapon.  She made a loud tsking sound, ready to pummel the fool if she had to.  Hadn't his momma ever taught him how to react to a lady?  But then again, she had just watched some girl drown her babe.  Luckily it seemed he found her to be no threat.  Kitty padded his way up to her and sat back on his haunches.  Pale blue cat eyes searched over the man before the cat yawned, stretched and leaned against Millie.  She lowered her hands and stroked the giant cat's head.

On the roof.  What a bunch of idiots.  Millie huffed as she watched one of them create a bridge and they crossed to the next building.  Stupid.  If one of them fell it was she who would be having to do so much work.  MTP was an ass for making her come here.  Well, he hadn't made her do anything.  He had just heavily implied that some important people might get wounded.  And she, being who she was, couldn't let that be.  It was then she noticed the cult and made a swift movement to stand in an alleyway between the buildings to hide.  She had attempted to grab Turkey's hand to pull him with her but found his weight and frame were far too much for her to budge.  Kitty almost tipped from her swift movement, made a huffing sound, and then followed her into the alley.  She did not have long before the tall Turkey asked her about some nut named Bob.

As he described the person her eyes grew wide and then slanted in anger.  [color=f49ac2][b]"Ach yeah, that's the roight fookin' coont.  Though he gave me some stupid name thinking he was bein' all cleverly.  Bob's a good, hearty name.  Don't you be messin' about with his ilk.  Avatar o' Chaos he be.  His type sow nuthin' but troubles and dead in thems wake."[/b][/color]  She had a sour, pissed off look on her face.  Millie's mouth was pulled down in an impressive frown.  If there was one thing a person could quickly learn about Millie it was that nothing was said in a simple yes or no when a paragraph of colorful language would do the trick.  And also, she was very bad with names.

[color=f49ac2][b]"Ach, there be no way I can be speakin' that name.  You gotta change it," [/b][/color]she said quite matter of factly, crossing her arms beneath her bosom and nodding.  If he didn't change it, she was going to continue to call him the wrong thing. [color=f49ac2][b] "I be Millie.  That be Kitty.  And our friends be making their escape." [/b][/color] She pointed up as the last of them got onto the roof across the way.  It happened to be the building to which she stood beside now.  [color=f49ac2][b]"Like theives we oughta be trackin' them, silent as the night.  Though, with yer build I don't be imaginin' that you be silent nor sneakin' about much.  Like a roight damn sign you be."[/b][/color]  She looked him up and down appraisingly.  [color=f49ac2][b]"Or will ya be surprisin' me, boyo?"[/b][/color]

Millie was not the subtle type though and the thought of having to track them through the town made her want to do some dishes very angrily.  She glanced about her and noticed a large stone.  Picking it up, she chucked it to the absurdly tall guy.  [color=f49ac2][b]"Think you could throw this up there toward 'em?  Grab their attention?  Don't you be hittin' none of 'em.  I don't want to be dealin' with dead weight."[/b][/color]


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