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["A word in my defense, Captain. Apples seem to be very popular this time of year."

He knew this dream. He knew it as more than a dream. A memory. The way the kids bit into the apples he bought instead of the ice cream they had demanded. Those young lives so full of energy and life. They had been so kind. Looking out for each other and the people who lived in the city with them.

It was a good city. It had been a great city. One of the largest on the planet. Filled with so many different lives and voices. He had played with those kids and they had so easily welcomed him into their group. What had he done for them in return?

"Oh. Hey, Vash."

What had he done in return?]

[A green eyed cat watches as her pet tosses and turns in his bed. He was usually so quiet when he slept that this was all just a bit unnerving to her. She tries a few meows to try to wake him, but it fails and she moves to jump onto him. Only as Kuroneko jumps from the desk to the bed Vash's journal falls to the floor. It shows nothing but the darken floor, but the audio picks up everything for those up early around 3am.

It starts off with unintelligible moaning. The very keen ears might be able to pick up a few words like: Stop. Light. And jumbled pleading. It grows in intensity and volume until suddenly the mutter stops and instead breaks into a scream.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH-AHHHHHHHHHHHH! GRAHHHHAAAH! NOT AGAIN! PLEASE NOT AG- [The scream cuts off as Vash fully awakens. Unable to catch his breath and breathing rapidly for a moment before the sounds of his feet hit the floor and they go running off out of the room followed by a door being slammed open. The audio goes quiet after that until Vash is finished emptying his stomach and returns to his room. Crying softly as he does.

Alert him to his open journal? Or for those who would rather speak to Vash in person the next day he'll be people watching at the fountain. Only lacking his usual cheerful smile and lost in distant thought as he sits on the fountain's edge.]

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[Talk about an early wake up call. But that voice... It takes a minute before he responds.]

That's one hell of a nightmare.

[It's in Seventeen's favor that he's a little delayed in speaking up. It gives Vash enough time to return from the bathroom.] Yeah... a nightmare. [He's a little torn. Seventeen knows of the lost city of July. He would understand why he deserved these nightmares. Would the android remember what the 21st of July meant to the people of Gunsmoke? Vash wasn't sure.]

[Oh yeah, the one thing he makes a habit of is not forgetting stuff. Just like majority of the people of Gunsmoke, he's not sure himself how this guy pulled it off or more important why. He can't see the humanoid destroying a city itself for kicks.]

You don't have to tell me about it. [Because he already has an idea. It was either that or 'Sacrifice God' back during draft times. Knowing he wasn't around during the time warp, well... it narrows down pretty good. Next part he kinda announces it.] I'll just come over with some Angry Orchard instead.

[So, it's too early for drinks, but who cares.]

[His first reaction was to tell Seventeen that he didn't need to trouble himself over him, but that is forgotten for the moment.]

Angry... what? [Vash is more of hard liqueur man. Doesn't exactly keep up with ciders.]

[Oh yeah. It's payback time. If only Vash can see his grin. He can play invite-himself over too.]

You'll find out soon enough.

[And click.]

[Vash sighs, realizing he's not going to be getting much a choice, he decides to at least get dressed. He doesn't bother with the red coat, but will be wearing a pair of jeans and a grey hooded sweater on top. No, he doesn't care that it's summer.]

Edited 2014-07-21 13:49 (UTC)

[Nope, no can do cowboy. And please, everyone over dresses from your world, it's perfectly natural. Besides, both are up and like either of them can go back to sleep. Well, Seventeen can if he tries. It's not long until Seventeen arrives with a black t-shirt and jeans. The bandanna is gone at least.

Sadly, he's a droid again, but hey, it's what he is. He'll just have to swing with it. Once he arrives at the apartment complex, he makes his way upstairs to the right floor and gives a knock. Of course on one hand, he has a case of cider.]

[Over dressing keeps sand put of unwanted places! Not to mention the bitterly cold nights, but tonight Vash just wants to hide his scars. The only ones showing are the large one on the back of his right hand and around that thumb from when it was sewn back on once. With his hair down in a mess of unruly bedhead.

Vash opens the door with a small smile. The best he can muster at the moment.] So you can knock. Was thinking that you didn't know how for while there.

[Well then, he arches both eyebrows from that response before quickly relaxing them while keeping a simple grin. Did that comment bother him? He keeps a relax nature despite it, calmly with a shrug.] Sorry to disappoint you. You did answer, as to be expected. Or would you have had it differently?

No, it's just nice to know you won't always invite yourself in to sit on the couch. Although it is a really nice couch. I can see why you do it, but less time waiting for the door to fix itself this way. [He's of course kidding.] Come on in and get yourself comfortable. Is that the angry orchard stuff? I haven't heard of it before. [He chatters on in an attempt to ignore conversations he'd rather not have. It wasn't like he had just woken half of Luceti or anything.]

[Seventeen walks right in ignoring most of his chatting. The guy is still inviting him in. After walking in, Seventeen waits until Vash closes the door before continuing the conversation.] It's not hard liquor, but it's alright.

[And good flavor. Something he probably would drink if he was part of Vash's world. He sets the case on the counter and opens it up. He takes out two bottles and hands one towards Vash.]

Yeah? [Vash takes the offered bottle With his left arm the top very easily twists off and he takes a swing. It's much too sweet for his own taste, preferring the burn of hard liquor, but he could easily see why someone would like it.] Not bad. Thanks for stopping by with some, but you really didn't have to.

I doubt anyone could go back to sleep waking up like that. [Yep, he mentions that while flicking the bottle cap off the top with his bare thumb.]

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I'll have to be more careful with my journal. [Because Seventeen was totally talking about his own sleep in Cash,s mind.]

I wasn't talking about myself. [Like he cares, nope.] What was that all about anyway?

[Vash sighs. Knowing he had to eventually talk about it, but wishing he didn't.] How much of my world do you remember from that experiment? Like what my bounty was for. Or well, the bigger items from the bounty.

Besides you having something to do with July? [Which is still a surprise to him.] Was that it?

Yeah. The anniversary of that day is coming up. I guess you could say it's been on my mind a lot lately because of it.

It's hardly a guess.

Well, that's is what that was about. Just a dream about that day.

Still, I find it hard to believe. What are you going to do about it?

Well, seeing as it was just a dream? I was planning on trying to forget about it and go back to bed. [Well, stay up all night long, but he doesn't want to keep Seventeen up with him so he'll say he was planning on sleeping again.]

[Dude, Seventeen suffered from sacrifice dream for almost a month. He's lucky Seventeen isn't one to question further. He just smiles doubtfully.] Whatever man.

[And he'll just start walking towards a window leaving the ciders behind, except his bottle of course.]

Edited 2014-08-10 01:24 (UTC)

[Vash is a little surprised, but also thankful that Seventeen isn't pushing the issue.] Should you be drinking and flying?

Does it look like I care? [Seventeen opens the window and jumps out. He's still hovering by the same window.] Besides, it's more fun this way. You should try it.

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