Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2011-09-06 05:50 pm
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.]
[Voice//Filtered from Legato]
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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Is it higher?! It's a lot higher than that isn't it?
[Voice || Weakly filtered from Vash] I just had to...
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Tch. Not really. And maybe there's a reason he doesn't wanna tell you.
[That said, Sanji doesn't sound very convinced in his own argument. >> Because fuck knows why Vash is shy about a bounty]
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[Now that he thinks about it... how did he get a bounty anyway? Isn't Vash a protector of peace or some crap? They're pirates so of course they have bounties. But what did Vash do to deserve one?
Maybe it's best if no one finds out why...]
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HNNN! Now I REALLY want to know what it is! I'm already too determined, I can't stop halfway through!
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<small>[Don't mind Vash s he hacks everything about this ever/Private]
Please don't tell him. I really was kidding!
[With the telling part at least. So what if he was using a
biglittle truth to be silly.][Oh silly Vash. NOW YOU REMINDED HIM/Private]
[You done fucked up now, Vash. Sanji didn't even remember that incident until you brought it up]
Aaaah that bounty.
You seem pretty damn nervous for some shit that's not true, Broom Head.
[Vash is good at that/Private]
It's kinda hard to pick up ladies if they think you're some dangerous criminal, don't you think? [And by ladies, he might mean friends. It's kinda nice not being asked about WHY his bounty is so big.] Ahaha, wouldn't you be nervous about that too?
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[Frank, but not unkind] Don't bullshit me, Vash. [He thinks it's obvious enough to assume the bounty you fed him was somewhat close to the truth]
And you're talking to a pirate; part of the allure is a high bounty to impress the ladies.
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Nope.
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I'll definitely find out! No matter what I have to do I'll definitely figure out what it is!
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Yeah, but I'm not like you guys though! I'm a pirate, so to me having a huu~uuge bounty is a big deal!
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