When it came down to being, seemingly, the last two humans on the planet (or at least in the general vicinity—— Yeah, Yancy can’t say he wouldn’t be pointing a gun as well, if he has one. Hers looks a little unique though; slowly, he lifts his hands, the struts and supports of the old warehouse groaning around them being the only noise for a long moment.
“Hey— No harm, yeah?”
Narrowing her eyes, Chell takes another long moment to just look at him. Silently studying and judging him. Debating on whether or not to trust him. ‘No harm’ the man says ‘no harm.’ It was almost laughable considering everything was out to harm her.
Slowly, very slowly, the portal gun is pointed away from him. Temporarily tucked under her arm to free her hands so she could use them to ‘speak.’
“Alright. No harm.”
Chell had been told a long time ago that the portal gun shouldn’t be pointed at other humans, but rules had also stopped applying to her a long time ago, so she wasn’t above using it as a weapon if she had to.
[She looks pretty happy for someone who’s been caught in the rain without an umbrella.]
To help you remain tranquil in the face of almost certain death,
smooth jazz will be deployed in
- 3+ years in the tumblr rp game.
- one liners, paras, gif/icon chats.
- multiverse, crossovers, aus.
- Sort of selective with followers.
There’s a small pause, then Chell tucks the device in her hand under her arm and signs.
"I had a pretty good life. And then you showed up."