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[goldenglasses]

[After a bit of extensive training this afternoon, Vash headed into the shower. In fact he was just about done when he heard a crashing noise followed quickly by Meryl yelling. After swiftly wrapping a towel around his waist he ran out of the bathroom to witness the droids filing into his apartment.

Great. So much for declining the invitation to join the war efforts.

So after a brief struggle at home Vash can be seen, but mostly heard, being dragged to the tunnels by the droids still only dressed in only a towel.] Didn’t you hear me you big, stupid bucket of bolts! I don’t want to go! Let go of me! OW! Stop it! That hurts! Geez - at least let me get my coat. Let go! Let go! LET GO! LETGO!LETGO!LETGO!LETGO!LETGO! I said LET GO!

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[markofthewise]

[Maybe keep it for good, jeez naked man.]

... given that, feel free to cut ahead of us in line.

[goldenglasses]

[For a brief second his considers trying to hide behind something, but he knows deep down that won't really work. And if these kids were going, maybe he could at least try to keep people protected.] Ah... thanks.

[markofthebrave]

[She glances over to him. He didn't want to be here, that was obvious. She can tell he's been through a lot (those scars are kind of obvious), and she remembers seeing him practicing... maybe it's just bad memories, or maybe it's something else, but either way...]

It will be all right, Vash.

[markofthewise]

[Sokka nods in agreement, echoing her sentiments. He knows how Vash is about killing and this is a war they're going into.]

We're all in this together.

[goldenglasses]

[Hey, usually the cheering up is his thing.] Thanks guys. I'm sure it will all turn out alright in the end.