notabluesbro | 28th Confession [Lotsa' Action/Video]

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28th Confession [Lotsa' Action/Video]

[Wolfwood had been taken Sunday night, but surprisingly, they didn't keep him for long. Monday afternoon spat him right back out onto normal Luceti grounds. And to what? To being miniature again. Four years ago, Nicholas had ventured Luceti, looking unkept and nervous. Now, he's still unkept, but in a way that seemed to just be a lack of caring—clean now, free of dirt, but still carrying the bruises of struggle. Where they were once from running amuck on the streets of Gunsmoke, they were now marks of success or failure during training.

His hair is always a mess, of course. Who needs brushes. :|

But that's the least of his concerns! He's more occupied with his cross. Yes, that big, hulking cross, you know. The one Wolfwood could carry without any difficulty? Well, Nicholas has his, and he's busy with huff-puffing across the forest with it. It's on his back, but he's not the usual straight, dignified 20-something. No, he's hunched and might as well be relabeled The Little Engine That Could.

... time for a break. He sits under the trees near the lake, careful to keep away from it, and runs a hand across the journal. He remembers this place... though he never thought he'd be back. Four years may seem long, but really, it's hardly any time at all, is it? The 12-year-old opens the book up and looks at the set-up, remembering.

This button, right?]

[Video]

This thing's working, right? Is this really Luceti, or am I just having a weird dream? Feels real enough... but... I didn't—I mean... I didn't remember it. Why didn't I remember anything? [He runs a hand through his hair.] I shoulda' remembered something like this... even just a little, I definitely woulda' remembered.

[... Hm.]

Say, anyone knows if there's a kid here with long blonde hair? Blue eyes? Name was Vash. Did he make it back home, or...?

... Guess I should find a way back.

[And so he goes, with some effort at the 250+ lbs on his back! And he's a little lost, because while he remembers Luceti, he doesn't remember it that well to know his way through a dense forest. If anyone'd like to help him out or run into him, that'd be super duper. Otherwise, when he finally does get back to the village, he's hitting up the bakery after walking around to recollect his bearings and memory. One may find him in said bakery with his crazy-ass cross that's still an entire head taller than him, munching on a plate of sweets.

:|;;; it's so tasty okay

And of course, he'll give the strawhat kitchen a visit. He remembers you, Sanji. Very well. You and your shitty kitchen. Hmm... Challange accepted. He'll consider this task training, too. CAN HE GET PAST ANY OF THE OBSTACLES?! CAN THE FRIDGE BE OPENED WITHOUT DOOM AND DISCORD THIS TIME?!?!]

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[That look that just dares him to laugh almost breaks Vash, but he manages to bite his tongue. Poor Wolfwood, did he really get that heavy thing so young? Alright, enough teasing... for now.]

You want to know a neat trick I learned here?

[He wipes his brow of sweat, before HMPHing. You've already made it a little too easy to not listen to anything you offer, Vash.]

What, you're gonna' show me how to make hair defy gravity or somethin'?

No, I was going to teach you how to know which way is north without a compass, seeing as the village is north of here. But if you're not interested...

I don't need you to tell me anything! I can do just fine on my own!

[/grump]

Adults are pretty worthless, anyway. How do I know you're not just some creepy guy who'll lead me off a cliff?

Because that's too much work, if I wanted to kill you I'd just have to lean a little weight on that cross of yours and squash you.

Although that kid you were asking about, he your friend?

... S-something like that. [He looks to the left, itching his chin.] He's... a friend, I guess. I don't have any other ones like that.

Like that? You don't mean you don't have any other friends, do you?

Nah. I don't have... time for that. [He hesitates a bit.] Look, that's not important! Just tell me how to get to the village!

[He still keeps his gaze elsewhere. Asking for help... he's never been very good at it.]

You said there's a way to tell?

[WIBBLE FACE!] That's... so... sad! [Rushing in to hug the poor kid.] Oh, Wolfwood! Life must have been so hard for you!

[ADSFJSLK /STRUGGLE STRUGGLE

/FACEPALMING YOU RIGHT IN THE NOSE WTF]

GET OFF ME, YOU BROOM-HEADED WEIRDO!!

[Vash tries to hug and cries for Wolfwood for awhile longer, but he can only hang onto a squirming kid for so long. Eventually Wolfwood will be able to wiggle himself free.] But, that's so sad!

[skfjsldkj FREEING SELF THANKS.]

It's not that big a deal! I don't need anything like that, okay?

[Geez, what a weird adult.]

But everyone needs a friend!

Hmph.

[When he finally looks back, his gaze is sharp.]

How'd you know my name??

Heh, I guess I should have introduced myself earlier, huh? [And with a big, goofy grin he holds out a hand for shaking. The grin should look a little familiar, but bigger.] My name is Vash.

So, do you still know how to play chess? Or do you still suck at it?

[You know what this calls for? This calls for his cross being lifted with some difficulty to point at you. >:^|]

What'd you do with the girly-haired kid?! You'd better fess up, you weird stalker!

[yeah right kids don't turn into adults in four years.]

[Vash balks, but not at the gun. He doesn't seem to care at all about that. Nope, he balks and covers a hand over his hair.] My hair wasn't THAT girly was it!?

... You're kidding right? People don't grow up that much in a few years!! What'd you do?!

Well, remember how people say time is weird here? They sent me back home, then brought me back many years into the future. To me, it's been a very long time since I've been here. [Eh, close enough.]

...

[squinting now. You do look like him...]

Oh.

[:C That sucks. I liked you my size.]

H-hey now! I may be a bit bigger but I'm still the same person, aren't I?

That depends! Are y'still a big baby who I'd need to help all the time?

Because you shoulda' really grown out of that, if you are.

[Pout!] I wasn't a big baby!

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