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notabluesbro) wrote2011-06-23 01:14 am
notabluesbro) wrote2011-06-23 01:14 am
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25th Confession [Written/Action][Early on the 23rd for MAXIMUM HEAT WAVE]
[Wolfwood's annoyed. Vash was snatched up just as things were getting calm, so to appease his gnawing aggravation over needle noggin's surprise vacation, he took to the lake more often; shockingly, he was getting pretty good at it, and as the days wore on, he was clearing more distance without stopping for a breather. Not to mention, staying stationary in Luceti meant losing muscle mass, and he had no room for losing the ability to tote that heavy son-of-a-bitch gun.
Of course, that talk with Sanji a few days back had him thinking. Always thinking, this one. He sits under a tree by the lake, still wet from the swim, with pen in hand. The question really takes him back. Reminds him of Vash and the girls, and of himself.]
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Hey, a question—how many of you were nomadic? Traveled from place to place, not really labeling one single town or house as a home?
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And what d'you think of being stuck in one place?
[Afterwards, he starts back home after practicing Fire and his just recently sought-after wind magic (he spends a great deal of his time dealing with the spirits, now, because getting better and stronger was important; protecting people was important). Catch him on the way back if you want, or out training in the fields, or prior, at the lake. Whatever floats your boat.]
Of course, that talk with Sanji a few days back had him thinking. Always thinking, this one. He sits under a tree by the lake, still wet from the swim, with pen in hand. The question really takes him back. Reminds him of Vash and the girls, and of himself.]
[Written]
Hey, a question—how many of you were nomadic? Traveled from place to place, not really labeling one single town or house as a home?
[....]
And what d'you think of being stuck in one place?
[Afterwards, he starts back home after practicing Fire and his just recently sought-after wind magic (he spends a great deal of his time dealing with the spirits, now, because getting better and stronger was important; protecting people was important). Catch him on the way back if you want, or out training in the fields, or prior, at the lake. Whatever floats your boat.]
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... and private filter. He smiles a little.]
No kidding, huh? Even needle noggin? I can't imagine him staying in a place for too long, twitchy legged as he is.
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Well, he'll be back, then. He always comes back.
[He's learned. The idiot can come back, even when you see him die.]
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[Maybe exaggerating. MAYBE.]
That said, are you at least having a decent day?
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We'll need to go to the beach and get you guys lessons when the idiot gets back.
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I can swim... well, a little. I've been here longer than the rest of you, remember.
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[~Optimism~! Now with more dark humor.]
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