OOM: William Evans Visits Miami

[luvs_yogurt]

Michael's on his way to the door, his polo shirt and jeans dusty from training with Duncan and a lasso out by the stables most of the morning and a pair of new work gloves hanging out of his pocket already showing signs of wear. He's got a lot on his mind, not the least of which is a small list of items he's on his way to retrieve before heading out to Ellen's world again to fight robots - because that's something that happens now that Milliways has become a considerable part of his life. Spy, cowboy, futuristic robot slayer... why the hell not. Sure beats posing as another millionaire playboy looking to score hot guns.

But then there's also the question of if he should go ahead and start working on the matter of finding this spy that's responsible for his burn notice before the guy finds him... assuming they don't already have a target on his back when he goes through the door.

It's those thoughts that make it so he doesn't even see William when he brushes past him; "Excuse me..." he mutters in a soft, distracted tone - not stopping his steady steps.

Comments

[not_his_pa]

"I will and I know you do,"

That's what he respects and likes about Michael, he follows through.

[luvs_yogurt]

Understood, he pushes back up his shades and pats William's shoulder again.

"Once we go through, I've got a job to do before I head back to Ellen's world. In a couple days I should be back out working on my horsemanship. You should come make sure I'm doing it right."

Hearing the bartender's voice coming close, he almost pushes William through the door with him.