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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]

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.

[goldenglasses]

[He'll take your hand with a small smile.] But... you do a lot for me Meryl. You take care of me; make sure I have some supper and a bed waiting for me. You...

[Shyly] You give me a home to come back- to want to come back to. [Actually, he almost said need instead of want.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She looks at her hand. Usually, she has to take his, but... she turns red and ducks her head a bit. It's the least she could do... it's something she wants to do for him. But it doesn't protect him, right? She can't help him fight, right? Is it really enough? ]

Vash... i-it's not that much, I mean... it's something anyone could do, right?

[goldenglasses]

It might not seem like much, but to me it means a lot. It's not just something anyone can do. [He should know. 132 years later and your the first one to make him feel at home since Rem.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She manages to smile, finally. ] Really, Vash?

[goldenglasses]

[A shy, slightly embarrassed laugh. This truthful stuff isn't easy.] Really.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ Her smile grows and she squeezes his hand. ]

... Be more careful?

[goldenglasses]

Well, uh... I'll try?

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She leans on his shoulder. ]

You'd better be sure, this time.

Wow, XD I totally used the wrong icon a few tags ago <_< *love it when I do that*

[goldenglasses]

A-haha... sure, I'm sure! [That he'll try]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Mm... [ She mumbles and leans a bit heavier on him, still holding his hand. ]

[goldenglasses]

[It's okay, because after all that, he's feeling rather drained, letting his head rest back against the couch a bit more. Not letting go of your hand either.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She'll fall asleep against his shoulder. It's much easier to sleep with him beside her, right now. She feels safe, this way, for many reasons. ]

[goldenglasses]

[He agrees, falling peacefully asleep beside her.]