13th Confession [Action/voice]

[notabluesbro]

[Of course, Vash wasn't the only kid Legato ran into. The ass confused the hell out of him, but moreover, he wondered if he really was going to be 'trained' by someone. Trained to fight, right? And he said he'd be skillful, too... But right now? He called him useless. Incapable. Just some stray dog.

"If you think yourself capable, that is something you must prove."

Nicholas wanders into town and takes a seat at a bench, with journal in hand. Considers using it—even if it is confusing, and even if he's not the kind to spark up conversation. Instead he simmers a little, brow furrowed, reaching down and shaping snowballs before throwing them at the nearest building totally sorry if he doesn't see you coming around the corner or something. For some reason, he feels like he's done this before. Something about the whiteness of all this is familiar, but... ah, well. He's too busy trying to decipher what that blue haired guy told him.

He was worth something. Wasn't he? Or was what every said true...]

[Voice]

How do y'prove you're worth something...?

[After that, he decides to go back into the forest and try to talk with that Eferin guy. Things weren't as bad as last time; he even got to actually speak to him, without any running or cursing. Even if it meant sucking up to the bastard, just a little. He's in the forest, sitting on the gnarled roots of a tree, lighting and putting out the end of a thin twig. It takes all of his concentration, but it's worth it. His pants leg has a hole burned into it, but whatever burn mark was under it has been wrapped up by a ripped shirt.]

Comments

[all7seas]

A test!

[not-a-blueskid.livejournal.com]

...What kinda test?

[He doesn't like the sound of that, sir. Not one bit.]

[all7seas]

A challenging, worth-proving test.

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

[fksdlfkjlk GODDAMN!]

I got that, old man. I mean, what's the test?

[all7seas]

Oi! Not old, me.

...

Do you really wish to take this test, then?

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm. What to do, what to do.]

...Depends on what it is. I ain't gonna do anything if you're just playin' me for a idiot.

[all7seas]

Who, me? I'd never do that, lad.

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

Then what's the test?!

[Oh my GOD you're so aggravating! D8<]

[all7seas]

Why, to face down Death, of course.

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

...Face down death?

[all7seas]

Aye, face down Master Death; prove the worth of your mind, your body, and your soul.

[not-a-blueskid.livejournal.com]

Don't be stupid. Why the hell'd I face down somethin' like that on purpose.

[all7seas]

Well no one takes a test by accident, now do they?

[notabluesbro]

... That's...

That doesn't make any sense, bein' dangerous like that!

[all7seas]

Then I guess we have our answer, don't we!

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

So... I'm not worth anything 'cause I won't face death?

[all7seas]

Come now--I never said you were worth nothing, lad. But perhaps you'll have to go a bit longer not knowing what it is you ARE worth, savvy? No man knows until he's tested; should he hide from the test, well--he'll never know.

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

But... I wanna know right now...

[all7seas]

Well I could always try to kill you, if you like?

[not-a-blueskid.livejournal.com]

...













You're crazy, old man.

[all7seas]

And you're indecisive. And afraid. Child.

[notablueskid.livejournal.com]

I—I ain't afraid! I'm just smart enough t'know if you run lookin' for danger, you'll get hurt! What's wrong with that?

[A little sharp and defensive?

...maybe V_V]

[all7seas]

Face him down, and you'll get your answers. More than I can give you, boy.

[not-a-blueskid.livejournal.com]

... Fine. F'that's the way I can find out...

[all7seas]

Yes?