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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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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.

Got it.

[After a while, he does finally see the station in sight—and he goes to it, finding it inconveniently hard to stay awake; but he manages to walk himself inside long enough to find some blankets and lay against the nearest sturdy wall.

Lucky lucky, it's helping him quite a bit, especially after he starts up a fire. His fingers don't look as blue, anyway. This triumph calls for sleeping through my unfortunate flick crisis.]

[Vash knows exactly where the station is. Having trekked out to it's location a couple times to check and to be sure it was well stocked for any new feathers that might show up. Vash is going to feel much better when it's finally in sight.]

[We hope Vash knows the lovely Nami is making him carry all the supplies 8|a Including extra winter clothing, a blanket and a thermos of hot tea. |D]

[Oh, that's just peachy. Because Wolfwood is knocked right the fuck out on the ground in the station. He's at least got a blanket, but he was a little too dazed and confused to really do much else. At least he's not moderately hypothermic anymore. *_*b

He cracks an eye, looks at them, and then just sort of... rolls over to continue his sleeping.]

[Vash is actually use to being a pack horse. Of course... he's not as quiet about it as Sanji would be.] Aw, come on Nami. Can't you at least a little bit?

[Oh! Look! It's a Wolfwood!] Wolfwood! You're alright! [He's so glad!]

[No... wait... are you... going back to sleep?]

[...]

OH WAKE UP YOU LAZY PRIEST! I AM NOT CARRYING YOU AND YOUR CROSS BACK TO THE VILLAGE.

[...A dazed look in your direction, followed by a few confused blinks.

And then he just rooolls the fuck back over. Screw you and your loud noises, spikey.]

Here, let me try. [Crouching down by his side all caring-like.]

OH MY GOD HELP! KNIVES AND LEGATO ARE MAKING SNOWMEN!

[WHAT WHAT WHAT]

[LET ME JUST REACH INTO MY JACKET FOR A GUN AND HERE IS A GUN I WILL USE TO SHOOT THINGS WITH MAYBE—

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[looking left]

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[looking right]

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[looking disappointingly at the two in front of him]

...'the hell.

[This? This is Vash laughing his ASS off. At the image of his brother and Legato playing in the snow AND you're reaction.] Morning Wolfwood! Time to get up now!

Hey, Wolfwood. Hot tea? [She's offering you a cup, man. TOTAL LACK OF REPENTANCE.]

[Putting a hand over his chest now. That was cruel and unusual punishment, yelling at him like that. :'|

But still. It's cold, and the blanket feels much better. So...]

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...Can I go back to sleep now?

I was kinda thinking we'd go home first, you big baby.

The cold is what's making you drowsy-- if you go back to sleep out here you risk not waking up again ever. [She grabs one arm by the wrist - not the one he's still waving that gun around with-- and puts the cup of hot tea in his hand, wrapping his fingers around it.] Drink up.

[Uuugh, rubbing his eye before finally putting away that gun (oh right he forgot he drew that). What is this, tea? Or coffee? ...Well, I guess, if it's warm...]

...I'm not that cold, though...

[Drinking it regardless. :|b]

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[Action] And I shall point a lovely Nami to this thread when she wakes up! 8Db

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