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13th Confession [Action/voice]

[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.]

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[He manages a small, unsure smile—but a smile nonetheless.]

And... the girl never regretted decidin' to trust people?

[Heh. Ouch.]

No, she did. More than a few times. But in the end? The people that she chose to believe in who didn't let her down, or who did, but made up for it? They were worth it. They were worth all the pain that with the people who'd betrayed her. It was all worth it.

[He itches his nose awkwardly, flustering a little.]

Heh, then... then maybe I'll try trustin' more. If the girl did, anyway.

That might not be a bad idea. And Luceti's a pretty good place to try it.

[She can't help the glance to his bandages, but she figures that one kind of wound is more important than another, and she's not going to push... at the moment.]

[He nods.]

Mm... Y'know... it's kinda' weird. This place's really new and different, but I feel like it's familiar. Or somethin'.

I dunno.

[...oh boy, here we go - Katara's least favorite part. She sighs a little and then goes to make herself comfortable against the base of Wolfwood's tree.]

Did anyone explain to you about the people who are keeping us here?

[He blinks at her.]

Uh—yeah. There's a group a'people who kidnapped us, right? And there's a barrier, so we can't find 'em and stop 'em...

Yeah. [Sigh.] And sometimes they do experiments on us. The experiments can change our minds... or our bodies... So if it seems familiar... then it might be because you've been here before, but you just can't remember it.

[Or maybe that's exactly it.]

...Eeeh, I dunno...

I woulda' remembered a place like this... right?

I don't know... they made me younger once. And when they did, I didn't remember anything about being here before.

[...] But it's not so bad being here, right?

[He shakes his head quickly.]

N-no, I like it here a lot! Y'don't gotta steal your food, and people don't hurt you or ignore you, and there are things like trees and water!

[A nod and then - a quick grin.] And snowball fights.

[...]

Y-yeah... there's that, too.

[SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. SO FAMILIAR.

He reaches down, and gathers up a little snow. Packs it, just... like Katara had shown him, back then. He doesn't remember this, but he still does.]

[Smirk. Nicely done. One of her hands gets busy as her side.]

You're not going to attack me while I'm sitting down, are ya?

[...]

[Holding this snowball defensively now, kthnx]

That depends on what you're doin' with that snow next t'you.

[Griiin.]

Who, me? Nothing much. Just...

This.

[And that would be when she throws the snow at you. It will miss - quite deliberately - and she quickly rolls out of the way of the incoming (she assumes) snowball and to her feet.]

[Give him a second, he's letting out a boyish cry of surprise before ducking behind the nearest tree while throwing his own snowball.]

Hey, no fair! You're better with snow than me!

[But even as he says this, he's already scooping up more with his hands.]

So get better.

[She's moving as she speaks, coming around that tree with another snowball.]

You!!

[Gack, no!! Scrambling and throwing snow blindly behind him as he goes for another tree.]

[She laughs and dodges that, throwing this snowball again deliberately wide - just barely.]

You've got to aim before you throw if you want it to hit!

[sdsdkfjlkj Okay! Aim! Aiming!

And heeeere's the pitch!!]

[Ha-ha, much better! She's just a bit too slow in getting out of the way - intentionally so, but it's a kid, not a battle, and she can't help it - and that clips her in the shoulder.]

OH! Much better. Now try dodging this!

[And you'd better duck, boyo - that one's headed straight towards your chest.]

[HA, it didn't hit my chest!

It hit my face. |D]

Ack!!

[RETREAT, RETREAT. Getting behind a tree and trying to wiggle all this snow off.]

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