MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
“Soups good.” Milo mumbles as he fucking struggles between focusing on his summoned creature to keep it up as well as the harpoon. With a huff, he manages to shoot the gourd he’s aimed at, though not without a struggle, and when he looks back up to search for that bat he’d summoned? Yeah, that’s gone too. There’s a quiet little ‘goddamnit’ that leaves him under his breath before he’s shaking his head and able to pour all of his focus into the harpoon this time.
He watches while he aims as many of the gourds go to follow Locke and Milo decides to try and pick off the ones that have decided to remain, whistling at the sight of Jack’s destruction. “Oy, nice one Cap’n!” He’s really impressed to be honest, feeling quite a bit more like he’s pretty useless in comparison. Still, though, he tries. He aims for another gourd, hoping that without having that summoned bat that he might be able to actually not struggle this time.
He watches while he aims as many of the gourds go to follow Locke and Milo decides to try and pick off the ones that have decided to remain, whistling at the sight of Jack’s destruction. “Oy, nice one Cap’n!” He’s really impressed to be honest, feeling quite a bit more like he’s pretty useless in comparison. Still, though, he tries. He aims for another gourd, hoping that without having that summoned bat that he might be able to actually not struggle this time.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
