Nicholas D. Wolfwood (
notabluesbro) wrote2011-09-06 05:50 pm
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27th Confession [Action/Voice]
[Wolfwood was happy to see the ugly scratch on his forehead was gone, and most of the flexibility of his good shoulder had returned to him. The soreness that would have dragged itself along in the days to come have long since passed, but he's far more annoyed at the sling he was forced to wear on his arm. Immobile. Unable to really carry his Punisher around (and that's just one of those weaknesses, on casual days, isn't it?).
Not to mention, with Milly on him about keeping rested and not getting into anymore trouble—just imagine the finger wagging and the never-ending questions about this and that and do you need new bandages?—he can finally wander out without feeling like a kid sneaking out of a window. But what is this? A few... confused, unfamiliar faces?
New Feather Time. Wonderful. Time to find a spot to sit and crack open that journal of his to check in on everyone. Everyone.]
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Sounds like we have some new people falling in. Or swimming in. Or climbing down. At least you don't have to worry about getting stuck waist-deep in desert sand here, now that that's all gone; I showed up there, and let's just say it's a doozy trying to get back to village life.
... But showing up in the middle of the ocean would have been pretty bad, too.
[He rubs his chin.]
Ahhh, shit, has it really been over a year?
[One extra year of living. He's pleased to consider it.]
How many people share a year here with me, huh? Felt pretty short.
Anyway, the name's Wolfwood; if you have any questions, I wouldn't mind answering them. Though I suggest the nice little list in the journal about anything and everything. Now that the draft is behind us, we might just have a moment of peace around here for settling down...
[If you want to run into him any other time, go right ahead. He's at the plaza, but he'll also stop by the weapons shop and walk out with a huge box under one arm. Despite the weight and the old wound on that arm, it's pretty effortless. Don't mind the kitten with the donut-shaped mark over its eye following him. That's just Vash's kitten. :|
He's a creeper like his mother. Can't shake him off.]
((ooc: if you signed up for a kitten (or want one, since there are still a few untaken), there will be an ooc post and an ic post by milly-mun about picking them up from the house! They're all ready to go.))
Not to mention, with Milly on him about keeping rested and not getting into anymore trouble—just imagine the finger wagging and the never-ending questions about this and that and do you need new bandages?—he can finally wander out without feeling like a kid sneaking out of a window. But what is this? A few... confused, unfamiliar faces?
New Feather Time. Wonderful. Time to find a spot to sit and crack open that journal of his to check in on everyone. Everyone.]
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Sounds like we have some new people falling in. Or swimming in. Or climbing down. At least you don't have to worry about getting stuck waist-deep in desert sand here, now that that's all gone; I showed up there, and let's just say it's a doozy trying to get back to village life.
... But showing up in the middle of the ocean would have been pretty bad, too.
[He rubs his chin.]
Ahhh, shit, has it really been over a year?
[One extra year of living. He's pleased to consider it.]
How many people share a year here with me, huh? Felt pretty short.
Anyway, the name's Wolfwood; if you have any questions, I wouldn't mind answering them. Though I suggest the nice little list in the journal about anything and everything. Now that the draft is behind us, we might just have a moment of peace around here for settling down...
[If you want to run into him any other time, go right ahead. He's at the plaza, but he'll also stop by the weapons shop and walk out with a huge box under one arm. Despite the weight and the old wound on that arm, it's pretty effortless. Don't mind the kitten with the donut-shaped mark over its eye following him. That's just Vash's kitten. :|
He's a creeper like his mother. Can't shake him off.]
((ooc: if you signed up for a kitten (or want one, since there are still a few untaken), there will be an ooc post and an ic post by milly-mun about picking them up from the house! They're all ready to go.))
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[... Oh. She was actually a little curious about seeing one in action after reading about it in the guide. Oh well.]
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There's a cat staring up at you from the floor. Followed by a horde of 2 month old kittens. The mother is particularly horrifying, right? I mean, look at those eyeballs. :|]
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[And a scruffy-headed preacherman is poking out curiously.]
Oh!! You're from next door—Nami and Sanji's place, right?
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[Oh look at that. |D Wolfwood with a kitten. Sanji senses a possibly trolling opportunity and waltzes up.]
Oi, you still haven't gotten rid of them yet?
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Not yet, no. And unfortunately, this one's staying.
[He says unfortunately, but he actually likes Donut a hell of a lot more than Kuroneko.]
Milly's supposed to be setting a day for getting them all to their new owners, anyway. Not that they all have one yet.
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Must be weird to think about that first day here, right?
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[Not that he sounds like that's entirely the case.
Because obviously, Luceti.]
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Oi, Wolfwood! I need to ask you something! Something about... Vaaaaaash. [He says his name all mysterious like.]
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Oh, God Almighty, it's Luffy and he wants to know something.]
Yeah? Go ahead and shoot; what about him?
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<small>[Don't mind Vash s he hacks everything about this ever/Private]
[Oh silly Vash. NOW YOU REMINDED HIM/Private]
[Vash is good at that/Private]
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[... Right, a name would be nice.]
My name's Anodrac.
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[And was sunburned to a blistering crisp by the time he made it to the village.]
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He notices the poncho and smiles a little.]
Livio's, huh? He not much for sewing?
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