Mila Ludwig

EMESIS BLUE MILA & KLARA

she's concerned

she's concerned

What a calm, peaceful night at the RED base. The moon is shining, there's neither a Soldier nor Scout stirring, really, it's about as lovely as a night you could ask for. Peaceful and quiet. Except for one thing...

CLANG!

"Oh, you son of a bitch! I'm gonna lay you out!"

At this fine hour, likely sometime past midnight, the RED Team's Engineer has decided that this is the perfect time to finally replace the failing brake parts on one of the team trucks. While it's calm and nice just about everywhere else, in Dell Conagher's automotive garage it may as well be war.

He's been beating on a stuck rear brake drum for the better part of five minutes, and as the rubber mallet clutched in his hand flies out of his grasp for surely the fourth time in that five minutes, he bites out a series of curses more suited for his older brothers as he kicks the drum furiously.

"Stupid piece of shit," he growls. "God, I hate these damn trucks, weren't never a bigger piece of shit than these damn trucks–"

Mila followed the sound throughout the base until she reached Dell's garage. She quietly stepped inside, and for a moment, she watched Dell hammer the broken truck like it owed him something. She wondered why in the hell he wanted to fix one of the trucks at this godawful hour. Mila stepped closer, standing right behind him. 

"I, uh...I couldn't sleep," he says, embarrassed. "Reckon I may as well try'n do somethin' productive.

Of course, what he didn't say is that he often 'couldn't sleep', though in reality it was that he simply chose not to, finding it a waste of time when he could be working on something to help out the team.

“I have a lot of work to do”.

What a calm, peaceful night at the RED base. The moon is shining, there's neither a Soldier nor Scout stirring, really, it's about as lovely as a night you could ask for. Peaceful and quiet. Except for one thing...

CLANG!

"Oh, you son of a bitch! I'm gonna lay you out!"

At this fine hour, likely sometime past midnight, the RED Team's Engineer has decided that this is the perfect time to finally replace the failing brake parts on one of the team trucks. While it's calm and nice just about everywhere else, in Dell Conagher's automotive garage it may as well be war.

He's been beating on a stuck rear brake drum for the better part of five minutes, and as the rubber mallet clutched in his hand flies out of his grasp for surely the fourth time in that five minutes, he bites out a series of curses more suited for his older brothers as he kicks the drum furiously.

"Stupid piece of shit," he growls. "God, I hate these damn trucks, weren't never a bigger piece of shit than these damn trucks–"

Mila followed the sound throughout the base until she reached Dell's garage. She quietly stepped inside, and for a moment, she watched Dell hammer the broken truck like it owed him something. She wondered why in the hell he wanted to fix one of the trucks at this godawful hour. Mila stepped closer, standing right behind him. 

He's in his 'uniform' that's just a doctors coat from a Halloween costume. He is also holding a clipboard and red crayon.

@minidocofred

aw, of course you can

the squid, mushroom, and eyeball are not my characters! they belong to a relative of mine! you can find the attack and their user on art fight <3

"He has an apron on that's already stained with jam and a whisk that's too big in his hand.

@minidocofred

He runs off to somewhere.....

.... And comes back four hours later with a few slices in a plastic tupperware container, he has some of the filling on his cheek and his apron is mildly coated in the ingredients.

"Here you go! Papa had to help me but it's done!"

*she took it

i'll make sure to try it later

first. a minor with proshippers in their dni made a post pertaining to their dni. despite being in the dni in two ways. one for being proship and the other related to the post. leffee interacted anyway 🙄 talking about your boundaries is not an invitation to be bothered.

while i could not get the comments to appear, i was able to figure out it was leffee. when i unblocked them for a brief moment, the comment chain disappeared. the minor had also seemingly blocked leffee given the disappearence of the chain. it thus was clear that it was leffee. i did not want to ask the minor to unblock leffee only to get a photo of their comments. i do not wish to overstep. confirming that the comments are from leffee by unblocking and seeing the chain disappear is enough for me.

leffee has also interacted with another minor. this minor also has proshippers in their dni. and again. leffee is proship. as seen by their bio on that page.

there is also the post i reblogged from another user. where leffee was revealed to attempt to harass this person on steam. and also shown to be a nuisance to others on steam. i checked and i saw that leffee went on another profile and bothered them. give it up, leffee 🙄 get a hobby that does not involve the annoyance or harassment of other people.

for anyone who was unaware until now. i will include other screenshots i have shared before. so you may understand who we are dealing with. and. under them. i will paste the links to the posts i made of them.