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10th Confession [Voice/Action][Afternoon of Dec. 4th]

[Heeey, Luceti. So Vash decided to try being like his brother today by deciding he wanted to kill the humans— just a few hours ago, in fact, in which Wolfwood nearly choked to death on his coffee and went out to find the idiot. What ended up happening was a wonderful little ~~conversation~~ fight that ended with gunfire, a tree toppling over, and a flash of light within the forest bright enough to alert anyone near that lake or forested area. Regardless, Wolfwood's counting his blessings: he's not dead, Vash isn't dead, and most importantly, there's still a completely unharmed, whole village.

~~but oh god Moro is going to bite his face off~~

Folks, he's damn happy to know that, despite a little environmental damage (I am so sorry, tree), everyone's safe. But there is the problem of Vash being an ass to the people he cares about. And the fact that he threatened to kill them. And the fact that he flapped his gums and told a lot of people a lot of things he'd never want them to know. So there's a voice coming over the journal, a little winded:]

[VOICE//Filtered from Vash, in case he tries to look back on this >.>;;]

All right, Luceti. If you spoke to that guy Vash lately—y'know, tall, blond hair, giant red trench-coat—I just want you to know he was affected by this damn experiment, and that none of the crap he said was him. I think a good amount of you figured as much, but for the people who don't: he was changed. And if I know that needle noggin'd moron, he's going to change back pretty soon, and then beat the shit out of himself internally for saying the things he said.

[He huffs, a short, winded huff. Smoking a cigarette, because honestly, this was a wonderful time to be smoking.]

... Seems like a lot of the people get screwed over by these Malnosso jerks. But the best we can do is try and not give them the satisfaction of disrupting our day-to-day life mentally... Ha, easier said than done, right? But it looks like a lot of people are slowly getting back to normal.

That's good.

[a pause, and then casually spoken:]

With all that outta' the way, it's all dealt with, so don't worry about any of the threats he made. He's not about to follow through on any of those any time soon.

[Another huff, as he inwardly winces.]

By the way, if there's any good healers out there, give me a ring, huh?

[Geez, Luceti is feelin' the hurt today. :(]

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[For anyone who was keeping an eye out for Vash or going off to see if he was up to something, you can find him. Er, sort of. Wolfwood'll be walking down the trail of the western lake, taking the less people-infected routes—unconscious Vash on one shoulder, tied up by the cloth that should be around the cross-gun he's holding in the other hand. He's ruffled, bloody, and looks like he's wanting to light something on fire. But don't worry, he's cool.

He's on his way back to the apartments, so this poor priest can do a little whiskey-drinking before he digs that bullet out of his right shoulder. >:( ]

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Oh, ah. I already dragged him back over to the apartment.

[What? Asking for help is lame!]

Don't worry, though, the actual injuries are healed...

[Geez, Wolfwood 8| All the cool people ask for help. But oh okay, that sounds...better than she was thinking for a second there.]

Then I'll bring Chopper round-- actually, just wait a second, I'll get him to talk to you first before we leave.

[BRB hunting up a reindeer 8Db Please stand by.]

[Then there's a mixture of voices talking to one another. One voice belongs to Nami, and the other is a mellow, soft sound. That...quickly changes.]

[When Nami's voice trails off, the journal is picked up again. There's a reindeer peering irritably into it.]

Another one? Jeez. Fine. Wolfwood, right? If I'm going to be any help at all I'll need your blood types. You know at least that much, or am I going to have to dig out some O-type?

...I'm a blood type O, but I don't know about Vash. So... might as well dig up those O's...

[What... What are you? A raccoon?]

[He grunts, then starts rustling around in the background. He's a reindeer, man. A...very angry reindeer, at the moment. First impression go?]

I got the short list from Nami. The long one would help more. [A pause and half-snort.] Do us both a favor and be specific the first time.

[Oh, yay, first impressions. Fortunately 1/3rd of the doctors he'd met are kind of serious guys if not dicks, so he's prepped.]

I got it, doc, no need to snort.

[Noted. He'll apologize later, really >>]

Then let's hear it. What should I be expecting?

Nothing much.

[He really means that, for the most part. 8^D

Time for science! Or in Wolfwood's mind, a shitty day at work.]

The wounds themselves are all healed up thanks to a few magic users around here—Vash's was a couple of bullet-wounds to the right shoulder and upper arm. Bleeding was stunted—not really able to keep up too well with how much he lost, but I'm guessing around 14 or 15 percent.

Mine was in the right shoulder, just under the collarbone. Lost a good deal of blood getting the bastard out; my heart rate's up and I'm having a hard time keeping balance. About a liter or more.

[As far as he can surmise. He clenches and unclenches his hand, moves his arm, noting the sluggishness.

His stamina was shot to hell, so it was even harder to figure it all out just by how his body felt alone.]

Edited 2010-12-05 04:25 (UTC)

The bullets have already been retrieved? [There's a mix of relief and irateness, but he doesn't press further. The bullets are out and the wounds closed...that's what matters most.] Never mind; I'm on my way. Update me as your conditions change.

Understood.

[Not a minute later the blood and equipment is all ready to go. Chopper hoists the box onto his back, then exits towards the door...which he expects to be unconditionally navigator-free 8|]

[Oh, you mean that navigator at the front door? Who's got her coat on and is tugging her boots on over still-tender feet as you approach?]

[Yes! That one. 8||]

[He stares at her for several moments, considering. She shouldn't be walking anywhere, but having her long couldn't hurt.]

[...]

You're not walking. [And he leans down, motioning her to climb onto his shoulder.]

[Blink. She'll consider that for all of ...oh, two seconds. But nope, more than willing to take you up on that, Chopper. Feet hurt and all.]

Sure thing. [Climb climb settle.] All set.

[And so! Several minutes later, there are two (2) pirates trudging through the apartments...probably pretty loudly. And knocking on the door because it's polite. Anybody home? Still alive in there?]

Door's unlocked.

[Wolfwood will be busy sitting on the couch—there's a giant cross-shaped gun with a black jacket hanging off it in the corner, leaving him in his white collared shirt that's got blood from him and the other guy stained into it.

He opens one drowsy eye when you get in. And smiles faintly.]

Wow... you're a lot bigger than the guide makes you look.

Edited 2010-12-05 05:49 (UTC)

Different form. [To prove his point, Chopper maneuvers Nami off of his shoulder, sets her down, and changes back to the more cuddly-looking reindeer from before. He flips the lid off the box to hand her a bottle, cotton swabs, and a sphygmomanometer.]

Take their blood pressure and find a workable vein. [He starts taking small poles out of the box and twisting them together, giving a slight smirk that's probably meant to indicate a sense of humor.] You should probably start with Vash, since he looks closer to being dead! Neither of you are allergic to iodine, right?

[Chopper, you are downright creepy like this. But even so, she trusts you. 8| She'll throw Wolfwood a faintly apologetic look as she rounds past him and goes for Vash--

--huh. That's a new look. On the other hand, tied up natural disasters are much safer. She'll take her coat off and sit on the edge of the bed, pulling Vash's sleeve up so she can get to the arm. Don't mind her, doing nurse stuff. :|b ...well, she can manage blood pressure and IVs, at least.]

[After all the healing from earlier and time to rest; Vash's head has been feeling much better. At some point during the day he had gone from completely out to just resting.

He felt safe, comfortable, relaxed and... someone was touching him!]

[Vash's eyes snap open as a growl grows from deep within his throat and he jerks upright.] LEGATO! How dare you talk ba- [This wasn't the forest. His arms were tied around his back. Something has happened and all he knows is he wasn't going to stick around to find out. He leaps from the bed-]

[-and promptly falls to the floor, having not realized that Wolfwood had taken the time to tie his foot to the bedpost. He's going to lay there with a string of words escaping his mouth that would make Sanji blush. Be careful. He'll bite.]

[And he offers Nami a 'what is going on with him' glance before sighing and accepting that the fate of his blood is in a... weird... dog-deer thing. Hush he's never seen a reindeer.]

Nah, neither of us are. I think.

[Like he knows what that needle noggin'd idiot is allergic to—]

["LEGATO! How dare you talk ba-"

THUD]

Oh, goddammit!

[He hops to his feet, entirely uncoordinated on them at first, and yanks a holster with a gun in it from the counter as he goes toward Vash's room. Nami, please kick his ass if he's trying to be a douche.

Good thing he tied his ankle to the bedpost. 8|]

[Right you are, Wolfwood. Hmm, think this qualifies as being a douche. :|]

Shush.

[Sorry, Mr The Stampede, your nurse comes loaded for bear today. D'you feel that cold metal poking against your ribs? No? Well, you will in a second. Have a nice, bright flare of painful electricity being delivered at close quarters. |Db]

[DID YOU JUST SHUSH HIM!? Oh no, a human does NOT shush a superior being! He's just about to turn around and tell you this when... what is that? Oh shit.

Vash screams as damn that hurts!]

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[Action] S'okay Wolfwood we'll have your post back to you in a minute 8Db

[Action] Yep! Just a little compromise is in order >>

[Action] What? But I was looking forward to screaming matches! D8

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[Action] 2/3 Evil Vash lies in his comment spam

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Re: [Action] So so evil. 1/2

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[Action] But normal Vash also lies HOW DO WE TELL THE DIFFERENCE D8

[Action] One has a thin mustache he twirls~ 1/2