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17th Confession [Video][Daytime]

[The feed seems abrupt, from black-to-color in an instant as it falls and flips open to show a... snow-drenched area...? No trees showing—just an expanse of bright blue sky and white off the edges. And then a noise nearby, off-screen—]

THUD.

[Something falls across the screen, and it's not quiet for much after that, because this is a stunned-turned-angry preacherman appearing in the video feed, back turned to the camera as he grabs the side of his head in complete shock. Or maybe it's rage. Or maybe, just maybe, it's both. One may be able to figure out from the snow, whipping winds, and barren area that Wolfwood is in fact on a mountainside somewhere.]

WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!

[Last he remembered... he was just walking around town, same ol' same ol'... and then some brown-haired kid glared funny at him and he was gone. WHY DID THIS HAPPEN WHAT DID HE DO—]

Ah—Achtoo!

[ ..... Thanks, Katie. |D]

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Yeah, what about that time you bought that crappy motorcycle that broke and we almost died trekking across the desert? [And that's would be the sound of Good Spirit's door opening and shutting.]

[And Vash may get to hear the wonderful sounds of snow shifting while Wolfwood starts moving; the sound of climbing is pretty obvious in his voice.]

Hey, I helped you save your little friend from a house of bandits and got your ass back on track.

I loved that bike, just so you know. She's still missed.

You know I don't remember asking to be set back on track. I was kinda enjoying my vacation.

[Carry on your conversation, boys. Nami's just pinging Vash for a sec.]

Want some help finding him?

That actually might be helpful. You have a map of the place, don't you?

Yup. Got a fair idea of where he is, too. If you wanna swing by home and pick up some warmer clothing for the two of you, I'll meet you there. [Because mountains = kind of a lot colder than the village 8|a]

Alright, I'll meet you there!

Hey, hey. We don't all get to—

[WHOOP, almost slipped to my doom there. Phew. |D]

—have vacations when we want to. Besides, the Insurance girls missed chasing you around, anyway.

DON'T FALL! [Because that's obviously what you're trying to do.]

[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE]

LOOK, I'm not as monkey-like as you, all right?! I do better with my feet on a solid surface—Gah, dammit!

I dropped my good lighter.

Oh no, you can't smoke anymore. What ever will you do?

I hope... you get.... flattened by a tree.

[>:|

but no seriously, I'm getting tired. Time to move over to this ledge and take a break.]

I'll throw away your hair gel again if you keep it up, wise ass.

That'd be a waste. I can just get more from the store anyway.

Fine, I'll just cut your hair off the next time you pass out drunk instead. How's that?

You better not touch my hair you lousy priest.

I'm going to snip it all off.

And then you can be renamed Cue-ball Noggin.

You do that, and I'm going to lace all your cigarettes with hot sauce. [Just wait til April, Wolfwood. Just you wait.]

[SNRK]

Like hot sauce can stop me.

It sounds like someone wants me to ruin their entire week.

You know. It's pretty cold out. Maybe I'll just tell Nami I don't really NEED her map and suggest the two of us go back to the bar and get something warm to drink.

Oh. So you're going to leave me out here to freeze to death.

Well, then I'd have a whole week to myself with no one to shout in my ear about how they need help all the time. Ahhhhh, it'd be bliss! Maybe I'll even help myself to some of the booze in your room.

[And the apartment alone with Meryl agai- wait. Did he just think that? No. He didn't just think that. He was thinking about how she'd still be there to nag him too. Yeah. That's it.]

W-w-wouldn't that be just tragic for m-me...

[Okay, now he's starting to uncomfortably feel numb in his fingers. Time to stuff those bitches in his pockets. And try not to sound like someone's shaking him up and down wildly while he talks.]

Don't even think of touching my booze.

Then stay away from my hair. [Despite all the teasing, he is actually moving as quickly as he can.]

[He's going to just be quiet for the rest of the climb down, and by the time he gets to ground level, he opts to create a burst of fire for him to try and warm himself with, while he walks, like a lantern.]

Almost to the station. I think.

[Quick and to the point. *_*b]

Good. There should be blankets and things in there to warm yourself up with. Nami and I are about halfway there I think.

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