14th Confession [Video/Action]

[notabluesbro]

[Nicholas had been working his best at Eferin, and found slow but gratifying progress. He'd just finished up another attempt at learning and was working on going to visit Vash—perhaps get something to eat before that—as the sun began to set and the sky began to darken. But he wouldn't get to either place he was hoping for; Nick was suddenly taken by the arms, and despite his struggles, the last thing he remembers is the face of something inhuman and the sky rolling up into darkness.

...When Wolfwood finally wakes up later, he finds himself laid in the snow, with the usual white pants and lack of shirt. He's not far from the village though, and even in the dark, he can see it through the trees—strong orange glows. He smiles despite himself, sighing. He definitely can recall the experience with the Malnosso, and the later they decide to take him again, the better.]

Ugh, what...

[What time is it, anyway—looks like the sun just barely teetered out...

Oh, what—his journal's open and rolling, so he turns to it, rubbing his head.]

[Video]

Feels like I've been hit by a truck... but I guess I'm finally back again. What day is it, exactly?

[No, he doesn't remember anything from the past two weeks of being a child. Never fear, though—once someone blabs about it, or he finds that journal entry he'd made while he was small, everything'll start coming back to him, bit by embarrassing/painful bit.

Vash is also somewhere out there, too. Wolfwood'll probably find him soon. Probably in a tree, knowing his luck. -_-

But of course, when he finally gets dressed up in his usual attire, he'll be on the hunt for something good to eat. It feels like he hasn't had a meal all day, man.]

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[goldenglasses]

[How did you know he'd be in a tree!? It's like you talk to some greater force that decides these things for him!? That's where he is! Up a few branches, there's a rather upset gunman in a tree!] A tree! Aw, come on! Couldn't they at least left me my clothes!? It's freezing!

[He's working his way down the tree as he whines to himself.] They couldn't even bring me back so I could see where I'm going bett-

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[goldenglasses]

[CRACK!]

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[goldenglasses]

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[CRASH!]

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[goldenglasses]

Owwwwww....

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[notabluesbro]

[sdflksdjflkdsjfl WHAT'S THAT—]

[notabluesbro]

[He leaves the journal, because that unmanly yell sounded pretty damn familiar. But what the heck was he doing out here? Wait, why even ask—it's Vash. He's always doing illogical shit...]

[notabluesbro]

[Finally, in the dark but with the helpful glow of his journal, he spots the figure just beyond him, in the thicket.]

... Well, gee, I wonder who that could be.

You're still the crappiest tree climber ever, I'm noticing.

[goldenglasses]

[He's still as he landed, back on the ground and feet up over his head.] Wolfwood! You're back! [He twists to at least get into a position where he can look you over not upside down.] Are you alright!?

[notabluesbro]

[Squinting at Vash now kthnx.]

I'm tired and cold. What the heck's up with the get-up there?

Don't tell me you got your dumb spikey-headed self nabbed, too.

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[allbluebreasts.livejournal.com]

[That voice... Sanji isn't surprised to hear it. She figured it'd happen sooner or later, and notes both marked relief at Wolfwood's return, and that tight sense of loss when you say goodbye to a good friend.]

... Yo, Wolfwood. It's Saturday.

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[notabluesbro]

[Oh, it's a lady... a lady who knows his name.

...]

Oh—

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[notabluesbro]

[Curly eyebrow, blond hair covering the eye, same colors, same choice in outfits, same way of talking, familiarity with him himself...]

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[notabluesbro]

Let me guess—Malnosso got you?

Geez. I guess I've been missing a lot of stuff while I was out.

Which Saturday is it?

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[allbluebreasts.livejournal.com]

Eight of January.

... Your head feeling alright? [She completely ignores her own predicament in light of this. If he doesn't remember...]

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[notabluesbro]

[A noise of disdain goes here.]

My head is killing me, but other than that I think I'm all right.

[a thoughtful pause]

It's really been a whole month?

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[allbluebreasts.livejournal.com]

You'll wanna get it cleared soon. You weren't gone a month, Wolfwood.

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[sonatasedge]

It's saturday...

Why are you shirtless?

[Soul has never talked to someone at the end of a mallynap.]

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[notabluesbro]

Looking for more of an exact date, actually.

[Oh, yes. Ignore the shirtlessness.]

The damn Malnosso dropped me off like this—if I had a say in the affair, I wouldn't made them give me a shirt. And a jacket.

Maybe even a pair of gloves.

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[sonatasedge]

Huh... Didn't notice they took you too.

And it's January 8th.

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[notabluesbro]

Yeah, they're pretty damn good at taking people away. I would be surprised if someone was snatched today, too.

[He rubs a hand across his hairline, grumbling.]

...Almost an entire month... No wonder I feel like crap...

Mind if I asked if anything happened for the last four weeks?

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[sonatasedge]

I don't know a whole lot, was stuck inside most of the time [with pneumonia]. Vash was turned into a kid, though.

They seem to like doing that a lot. [Most of his experience of Luceti's weirdness has been encountering little versions of people he swore were adults the other day.]

[wanderer-jack.livejournal.com]

[In his wandering through the snow-blanketed forest, Jack drew to a pause at the tent-murdering shirtless priest.] Wolfwood?

[notabluesbro]

[He turns and offers Jack a surprised glance.

But it quietly melts into a welcoming smile.]

Oh, if it isn't the wandering samurai.

[wanderer-jack.livejournal.com]

What are you doing out in the snow without a shirt? [Perhaps it was custom of their world. Who knew with this odd lot.]

[notabluesbro]

[Groggily, he rises to his feet.]

Ah, well—you know how the Malnosso are. They snatched me up a while back and finally let me loose. I just wished it'd been in the village, personally, but beggars can't be choosers.