saša milovanović (milo) | the general | mess hall | tagged: mess hall dudes | mentioned: n/a
- the general looked to olivia as she spoke, and they nodded. "yes... a troubling situation indeed. just stay at the ready until i say otherwise. we don't want to fire off in a crowd of our own, but i don't know the situation yet." milo murmured, reaching up o stroke their chin absently in thought. they snapped out of it as bellatrix spoke again, and they smiled warmly.
"i see. perhaps you'll have a chance to see them in action soon enough." they winked mischievously at her, before turning their attention back towards the crowd as the three of them approached. quickly, the general identified the group: jessica, standing to the side, bristling; shinoto and fireflies, too; xylas and tacet speaking in the background at one of the tables; and last but... definitely not least, mavis and some stranger coming to blows directly in the center of their mess hall.
milo frowned, arms cross behind their back as they stood at attention. a soft shiver ran up their spine, a ghost of a feeling. whoever this stranger was, she wasn't an immediate threat. "soldier macdounagh, what is the meaning of this? stand down at once!" the general barked firmly, clearly not asking. and all they wanted was a quiet day and a peaceful lunch...




