Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-02-06 02:37 am
notabluesbro) wrote2011-02-06 02:37 am
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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]
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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[Also, nnngh, fingers are numb now. This is not helping at all. But at least he's gotten to the home stretch—sliiiides down the slope of snow. And there goes any adrenaline he had.
Just gonna.
Lay here for a minute.
...Nevermind the ground's cold too.]
Then again, I guess our worlds are pretty much lone rangers compared to a lot of the peoples here...
[And they're the most opposite you can get from each other, to boot.]
Then again, I think some of them come from the world before mine...
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... You mean the place called Earth?
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[Huff; he starts trudging his way through snow—why did it have to snow today. He's starting to feel a little drowsy, but he figures it's just the climb down. It's not like he knows what mild hypothermia feels like. B|]
... About 140 years or so back... everyone didn't have much of a choice but to leave it... Couldn't really survive there anymore...
[He stops, leaning his weight against a tree for a moment to rest. Yeah, still carrying his cross. He can't just leave it out there to rust away. It'd feel wrong.]
Don't know if I ever told you. But it sounds like people from my world might be from some people's distant futures.
...A little weird.
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Heh, that so? Maybe they can learn something from ya.
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[I don't always have to move, damn you. Just give me five minutes at this next rock. |(]
I admit, I've thought about it... telling people about what could happen. In case they'd all get to remember someday, when they go home...
But then again—Vash and Meryl and myself [and Milly]... probably wouldn't have ever been born, otherwise.
[Hard to make a choice like that, really: Healthy world with less death and lawlessness, or a world that's shitty, but has the people you care about...]
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I doubt you saying anything would erase your world. [blowing smoke out his nose] If there's one thing Luceti's taught me, is that the universe doesn't work like that.
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You think so...?
Guess you really can't change... what's already happened.
[...Aaah, it was a stupid idea, anyway, Wolfwood.
But look—]
Huh, finally. I can see the station from here.
[after five more minutes, promise.]
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... Oi. Keep walking.
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Oh, come on. Just a few more minutes... I'm tired as hell...
[Stupid talking book... Er. Sanji. Whichever.]
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Idiot! Your body's trying to shut down on you!
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Aaand he shifts to sit up, managing a half-assed lean. He really should be taking what you say a little more to heart, but hell, he just feels dizzy thinking about it.]
But I feel fine—not even shivering, anymore.
It's just right over there anyway.
[...but maybe you're right... :|a]
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Where the fuck is that Broom Head? -- And you, get on your damn feet.
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Calm down over there, I'm moving, I'm moving. Don't need to get so huffy.
[See, I feel warmer already.]
Nami said something about blankets; I'll just get some of those.
[...]
Or was it Vash who said that?
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How far did you get with Eferin?
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Aaah... Well, I'd been using him on the way over... but I'm not good enough to keep a decent-sized fire lit for very long before I need a break.
I'll, uh. Make a camp fire... or something like that...
[And at least he's in the station now.]
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You do that. [Sanji will be
loomingsupervising.]Re: [filtered]
[Except when I close the journal.
Like this. 8D]
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He's free to pick up his package anytime this week]
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YOU KNOW
FEELING CONFUSED AND ALL THAT]