24th Confession [Partially Accidental Video/Action]

[notabluesbro]

Ow, ow, ow, ow!!!

[This morning is starting off excellently, Wolfwood. Just peachy.

Ugh, what a headache. What a bodyache. They didn't have to be so rude about kidnapping him. Once the drugs have started to wear off and he can walk in a straight line, he'll retrieve the journal slung open against a tree and speak up into it, now that he notes it's recording anyway. Whelp, at least the journal was trying to offer an act of kindness. Even if it did squat... Nah, right now he was too worried about a.) Amelia's problems with Legato, b.) Vash being a dumbass while sick, and most of all, c.) how Milly's doing.]

[video]

Looks like I'm back. How long did they have me this time? [He makes a fist and presses his back grumpily; they also managed to give him back his clothes. How sweet.] And I think I actually got it good this time; no problems as far as I can tell...

...

Did I miss anything? Please tell me it was at least peaceful around here.

[Because we don't all have to come out of this annoyed, right?]

[action]

[You can catch him fully clothed and walking through or out of the forest. Maybe he'll stop by the restaurant or the bar. Gotta refuel myself, ya' know. Little does Wolfwood know, he's actually effected by his shitty luck mallynap: he can't answer any question untruthfully. Won't this be just good fun for a certain spikey-headed bastard. Otherwise, he's doing just peachy. B|]

Comments

XC

[notabluesbro]

I feel like we've had the 'life's not fair' discussion before.

8D

[goldenglasses]

And we're going to keep having it until something is done to fix it!

B(

[notabluesbro]

Now you're just being a big baby.

Did you rest like I indirectly told you to? Or has being at Luceti softened your ridiculous healing rate?

[Suddenly Private!]

[goldenglasses]

...sort of.

[Private]

[notabluesbro]

... sort of?

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Well, I uh, tried?

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

Why didn't you succeed. It's not rocket science, needle noggin—just sit in a bed and stay there.

[Huff. If you're still all gross when he gets back, he's making you sleep outside. Don't go making him sick, too.]

Why'd you private this?

[He figures you have a good reason. Unless you're trying not to catch Meryl's eye so she can properly beat you, or something.]

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Legato's at the clinic. He's had his new arm attached while you were gone. [And that is why it is now private.]

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

.... Right.

Things went smoothly, I hope?

[You probably already know by now that Wolfwood would have rather he fucked off with just his one stupid arm.]

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

[You and Vash both.]

Yeah, it did. I've been trying to keep an eye on him, but... he kinda caught on.

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

.... Yeah, I would have guessed. You're not the most subtle person, after all.

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Hey! I do my best! That guy is just creepy!

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

No shit. [But he's relaxed, anyway. As long as Legato hasn't pulled anything stupid, he's content with his away time.] But as long as everything turned out okay...

[by the way, been talking with Sanji--]

Hey, uh...Vash. You trust me, right?

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Wait, is this a trick question? I thought you said everything was alright! Where are you?

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

It's not a trick question! You just gotta tru--

I'm by the fountain.

Look, don't ask me anymore questions. Don't ask them until I say. Not even to ask why you can't.

[SIGH.]

[Private] 1/2

[goldenglasses]

[...]

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Hey Wolfwood, where do you keep your liquor around the apartment? [Guess who gets it?]

Re: [Private] 1/2

[notabluesbro]

In my dresser, and if you touch it I will gun you into the floorboards

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

WHAT KIND OF FRIEND ARE YOU?!

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

Hey, I thought you were suppose to tell the tru-[Gulp.]

I'm a great friend! A perfect friend! You've never had one better than me before! So you should never gun you best friend into the floorboards? [Huh, is that the sound of a dresser being opened?]

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS WHEN I GET BACK.

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

[And that would be the sound of Vash yelping in fear combined with a dresser being slammed shut and his feet pounding for the door. Someone's fleeing the apartment again.] What if I confess!? Aren't you suppose to forgive me?!

Re: [Private] 1/2

[notabluesbro]

LIKE I REALLY LISTEN TO CONFESSIONS AND FORGIVE IDIOTS WHO STEAL MY STUFF!!

Re: [Private]

[notabluesbro]

[But then, all the grumpy rage leaves through the soles of his shoes, and he surrenders to his exhaustion. Because being with the Malnosso'll do that to you.

A biting, annoyed noise.]

Keep it. I'm in too pissy of a mood to even care. Just don't ask me anymore questions, huh?

[Private]

[goldenglasses]

That bad, huh? [Probably a good thing he's actually headed to the fountain with this and a couple glasses in his hand. OH WAIT SHI-]

UH! AH! I mean! Lovely day? Crap! I uh- I mean! Nothing! Nothing!