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[goldenglasses]

[This morning finds Vash waking up in the forest. He doesn’t remember much, except that his head hurts, but at least the Malnosso left him in his clothes for once. He sits for a moment, waiting for his head to clear a bit, before opening his journal.]

[Filtered to Meryl and Wolfwood // 100% Unhackable]

Uh, haha… I’m back. Hope you guys weren’t too worried, but I’m alright! [No he’s not.] I’ll be home soon.

[Filtered to Sanji // 100% Unhackable]

You’re pretty close with some of the other spirits around here aren’t you? I was wondering if you have any tips on getting in contact with Eferin, Kipinn, or Tsinku. [Yeah, he totally remembers you trying to electrocute him that one time.

After replacing his journal back into his pocket Vash heads for town. He wanted to be home soon, but it‘s actually going to take him a while as he gets closer and starts to feel excited to be home again, he suddenly drops to the ground. Snoring softly. Feel free to find him anywhere and in any position you find most amusing. You know - besides up a tree for example. You don‘t fall up trees!]

(OOC: Yup, Vash has been inflicted with narcolepsy for two weeks. Most of the time it will only be triggered by high emotions - or when I roll a ‘0‘ on the ten-sided dice that hates me. So sorry if he suddenly passes out on you during the upcoming days!)

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

... Stupid broomhead.

I'llmake you some food and get your bed ready for you.

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[goldenglasses]

Ah, thanks Meryl.

...I'm sorry, I didn't get a chance to warn you.

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

With him here... it would have been nice.

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[goldenglasses]

I'm sorry! The bots didn't really give me a chance! [Considering the last time they tried to grab him, he took them on a tour of the town - they figured quick and drugs would be better! 8|b]

...how was he while I was gone. No trouble?

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ ... She can't give him reason to leave. ]

No, nothing happened here.

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[goldenglasses]

[Sighs] That's good, I'm glad.

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Just come home...

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[goldenglasses]

Right away! [And by right away... we mean Wolfwood had to go get him because he fell asleep. But he'll get home eventually! Heck! Wolfwood even sneaks out to the bar later so they can have the place alone again. Like old times... aw.]

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I'll be there. [ And she will. She doesn't have much reason to leave, anyway. ]

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[goldenglasses]

[He'll come home with Wolfwood... eventually... he just looks tired, but otherwise alright!] H-hey there Meryl; sorry I'm late.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ What? Home late? See Meryl sleeping upright on the couch, in an apron. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Derp, look what you did now Vashy-boy. You fell asleep and made Meryl wait so long she fell asleep! Now for the hard decision - wake her? Or let her sleep? Which will end in a smaller beating?

Well, that couch in that position probably won't be too comfortable in a few hours. He'll gently tap your shoulder.] Hey there Meryl, if you're going to sleep on a couch might as well lay down on it.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She glances up, groggy, and mumbles something. ]

Huh... Vash...?

[goldenglasses]

The man that would slaughter the innocents? Does the most evil of evil deeds with the price of sixty billion double dollars on his head? Why, yes! I am that man!

[Maybe if he jokes and acts like everything is okay, she won't worry he took so long!]

Oh wait... you heard that one before haven't you?

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She groans sleepily and rubs her eyes. Sleep has not been her friend, this week. Not since she'd heard that man... That man... is looking for her. He knows about Guy and Guy doesn't seem to understand the situation as well as she'd like. She heaved a sigh and mumbles again. ]

Yes, I have... you're late.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, sorry, I ran into a few friends who were glad to see I was alright on the way here. [Lies, but you two are lying to him, so it's fair!]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Mm... [ She sighs again. She's too tired to rage against him and she seems to be struggling with not nodding off again. ]

Dinner's... on the stove.

[goldenglasses]

[He feels the same way, despite that nap.] Alright, thanks Meryl, but why don't you head to bed for the night? I promise; I'll be a good boy and will stay put. Well, at least til tomorrow.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

You've said that to me before...

[goldenglasses]

...I'm sorry Meryl. [Pft. Way to break his heart.] But I mean it, even if the droids come back I'll just... super glue my feet to the floor! If I leave, I promise I'll never eat another donut again. [Do you see how serious he is!? No really, it's said in a lighthearted manner in an attempt to lighten the mood, but he means it.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She leans her elbows on her knees and leans forward, running her fingers into her hair, stressed. She keeps her face there. ]

... I thought he killed you. I thought you were dead...

[goldenglasses]

[Takes a sharp intake of breath. Yeah, no amount of lightheartedness and joking is going to solve this right now.] Meryl... I'm sorry, he didn- you don't need to worry about that.

[He sits down beside you on the couch, putting a hand on your shoulder. Wanting you to face him, but not about to force you.] Legato won't kill me. [Well, he's not too sure about that really. Once he finds out about how death works here in Luceti he's not sure about anything.] If that was his goal... he could have done it long ago.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She does look up. She's not crying, she just looks exhausted. She turns to look at him. ]

... I know but... you were just gone, just disappeared. It was like you'd got up and left for no reason. I had no idea-- I couldn't help but think the worst, so I...

[goldenglasses]

[Crying or not, he upset and worried you again.] I know... how it must have looked. Meryl, I'm so sorry. [Not that the droids had given him a chance to make a fuss, but he still feels like it's his fault.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

It isn't your fault. I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't be scolding you. I just felt so helpless. I always feel like... like, in the end, I can't do anything for you.