2nd Confession [Action][Future-dated a little]

[notabluesbro]

[His back feels like shit.

...Maybe an exaggeration, but it still stood—something about the nakedness of his back was driving him insane. And that probably ruined vertebrae? It made him feel awkward and stiff at the shoulders all day prior. Strange how some things are even physically etched into your make-up over time. Forget the mental aspect of it, there's something a little more parasitic about that damn cross.

Behold, Luceti, he's emerging from the Smithy looking a lot more like himself: black suit, sure. Cigarette dangling on his lips, yes. Bitchin' Sunglasses, check. But now he's holding that ginormous cross like a shiny new present all for him. Untouched, it seems. Good. He didn't plan on showing it off any freaking time soon, but... still, he felt like he had to carry it—

Wait, what was he planning on doing with the damn thing? Carry it around the village?

Siiiiigh. Wolfwood, come on, think a little. Just shape up and get used to it...

...

He slings it over his shoulder like usual and automatically regrets this move.]

SON-OF-A-BITCH!!

[O-oh, those wings, those piss-ass wingsssss D'X

...

Yeah, good morning, Luceti.]

[You'll also catching him walking back toward Vash's place with said cross, looking a little less like he's about to kill a small furry creature. Don't mind him too, much... He's just, uh, avoiding forests because holy shit did you hear about the giant wolf?]

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[brewinthunder.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

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[notabluesbro]

[No, no, give him a moment, he'll just lean on his cross to recuperate; when he hears the question, he turns around to face her, one eye closed tight—a reminder of why you shouldn't throw 250+ solid pounds of metal on your wings.]

Aa, sorry about that, just a miiinor miscalculation there.

[Practice. Practice'll make perfect.]

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[brewinthunder.livejournal.com]

I... tried to warn you about them.

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[notabluesbro]

I know, I know—just a little scatter-brained; I've definitely learned my lesson about 'em.

['Look before you swing.']

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[brewinthunder.livejournal.com]

Does it still hurt?

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[He was too far away to see who had yelled, but when Wolfwood passes by, the expression on his face is enough to tell him that this was the guy. Okita has a basket in his arms as he's going out to the grocers' after his shift at the Center.]

....having a bit of trouble, are we?

[notabluesbro]

[He doesn't look at you at first, but puts up a 'come oooon' hand and replies—the sight of a man who was depressed via intense pain. At least he didn't eternally lose the Punisher in death. There's something to focus on.]

These wings are just awful.

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[A new person then? Okita turns and looks at the stranger, tilting his head.]

It takes some getting used to, I admit. Would you like something to help them stop aching so much?

[notabluesbro]

[He rubs his head, finally looking at the young man.]

Medicine for it, you mean?

I'd be really grateful for it, though if it's just short-term I'd rather suck it up and start getting used to it. Or at least just learn to keep them well out of the way.

[He shifts his cross and looks at his back. One couldn't see his wings—they were under a black jacket, above a white button-up—but he sure as hell felt them. Might have even seen a dotted outline through ache alone.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

They'll ache for the first while when you have them, but yes, medicine. A salve for the muscles.

[Souji leans slightly to see if he can get a peek at the man's back.]

It would help if you didn't keep them covered.

[love-me-venus.livejournal.com]

H-hey! You know there's kids listening too! You really should watch what you say...

[notabluesbro]

[dfdjfhksdf]

[I don't care I'm in pain—]

You're absolutely right, miss! I apologize.

[love-me-venus.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not as though you did it on purpose, right? Everyone makes mistakes.

[notabluesbro]

Aaah, if mistakes weren't allowed then we'd all be in pretty big trouble! Thanks for telling me, though. I'm not very good at keeping my cursing under wraps, I guess.

[cough why is he a preacher again cough]

And who's the lovely young lady who's been so nice to me here~?

[love-me-venus.livejournal.com]

**Lovely! Insta-blush! You found the button!**

M-minako. Minako Aino. And who are you? You're new, right?

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[markofthebrave]

[Katara was just about to pop in to the smithy to check on her brother when the man walking away lets out that curse.

She immediately rushes over.]

Are you all right?

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[notabluesbro]

[He sighs and props up his cross; at least he could literally feel himself recuperating from that...]

I think I broke a wing or two, buuut—I'm fine!

[Totally being dramatic.]

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[markofthebrave]

Heh. [Mmhmm. If he broke a wing, he'd be dead. So she's not really worried about that. In fact, she visibly relaxes, though he does get an assessing once-over. If he's returning it, he'll notice the small curved night at her belt and the waterskin on her back.]

You should be more careful. I know the wings are easy to forget, but they're really important here. [Peering peering to the side to try to see over his shoulder now.] It might help if you let them out until you got used to them.

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[notabluesbro]

[But of course! Wolfwood is always attentive! Or mostly.]

You think so...? They just so goddamn dinky looking...

[He has brought shoulders, this is totally disproportionate to his frame and omg they're so prissy.]

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[markofthebrave]

[A shrug, barely blinking at the cuss. The benefits of hanging out with pirates.]

Yeah, but we all have them. So unless they're bright pink or something... [A pause.] They're not bright pink, are they?

[Because she'd feel really bad about teasing him after she laughed herself silly.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Waiting at home for you.] Oh good! You found it! [He feels so much better knowing it's back with you. It vanished on him when he got here.]

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[notabluesbro]

[There's a nice loud thump as he sets it down.]

You can imagine the fun time I had adjusting this thing for my back. 200 plus pounds doesn't really work well with these fluffy little sprouts on my back.

[Grumpy look, who has a grumpy look?]

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[goldenglasses]

Aha... did you remember that before or after you threw that on your back?

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[notabluesbro]

You can guess.

[;A;]

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[goldenglasses]

[Chuckle.]