Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-01-08 06:29 pm
notabluesbro) wrote2011-01-08 06:29 pm
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14th Confession [Video/Action]
[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.]
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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.]
...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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...and my hair wasn't that girly.
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It was the girliest hair I've ever seen on a boy.
Our childhoods here don't matter either, then, and yet somehow, we're both drawn to peering back into something we're long rid of. I wonder why that is.
[Said seriously, but casually, as if it were a simple topic.]
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And you couldn't hold out in a snowball fight to save your life. So much for being such a skilled gunman.
[Wait, are we having a conversation through a door?
...
That's not remotely weird or new for our idiocy.]
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At least I wasn't afraid to go into buildings. [And the door is there for his own protection too.]
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[His stomach growls. Crap... he's going to have to go out there eventually isn't he?]
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Or you were just being foolish, seeing as you tried to steal from pirates.
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But he let's you leave, sitting against the hallway wall.]
Hey.
...
Huh, it's weird to think the first time you technically tried donuts was a place that won't even effect your life outside of Luceti. That's pretty sad of you—ever consider kicking the habit, before you have a heart attack from all those pastries?
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You ever think of kicking that smoking habit?
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[He proceeds to start SMOKING. 8)]
No can do—if I got too long without them, I'd probably wind up actually throwing you into a lake.
HOW DID I KNOW YOU'D USE THAT ICON!?
/SMOKES SMUGLY
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Oh fuck time and space, you get a pop of fire right into whatever food you're planning on eating. DO YOU LIKE WEARING YOUR EDIBLES ON YOUR FACE, NEEDLE NOGGIN? B|]
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Also THIS ICON ALWAYS—!!]
Next time it'll be that broom-headed hair of yours.
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...
You have a little, uh, tomato sauce. In your hair.
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But Vash, red is your color, isn't it?
[Passing you up to go to my room. He's so content, he doesn't even notice Kuroneko trailing him—which is fantastic, because he closes the door right into her face. |D
WHAT A NICE DAY TODAY IS.]
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