[Action - Backdated to early this morning *kicks work*]

[goldenglasses]

[Early this morning Vash awoke from what he thought was a bad dream. Although he could hardly remember the details; but just opening his eyes in bed and he had never felt so thrilled to see color. He practically leaped out of bed, practically because leaping typically means landing on your feet and not your face. After a quick recovery he runs into Rem and Meryl’s room. Watch out you two your suddenly returned gunman is in the hugging mood. The kind of hug that involves swinging if you’re short enough.] AHHHH! It’s so good to see you! [Feel free to let the guy know he’s been gone a few days and it wasn’t quite a dream.

Then when he can escape Rem and Meryl or they kick the extremely happy man out he’ll be around town practically skipping everywhere he goes.] AHHH! It’s a great day~! [He’s happy to see all the people and he’ll be making a stop to check on Katie specifically, he can’t shake this worried feeling he has about her. And if you’re a friend of Vash’s and he knows where you live he might be stopping by. He just wants to see everyone and validate that yes - everyone is still where they should be. But beware... he hugs.]

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[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She tucks some of her sleep-mussed hair behind her ear. ]

Yes. Where did you go, Vash? I didn't hear any signs of struggle over the network. You didn't -- the butterflies, they didn't get you, did they?

[goldenglasses]

I... I don't know. I remember going to bed and I had a dream that I was in Luceti except it was all gery and there were no people. It was so lifeless. No wind, no birds, no sounds at all.

No... there were some people there, but not many.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She heaves a sigh and rests her head on Vash's chest. This has been a stressful week. ]

But you're not hurt?

[goldenglasses]

No. [He's a bit unsettled now that he's starting to realize maybe that did happen.]

Really? A week?

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Yeah, more or less. Close enough. But, you're safe so... it's okay. I was so scared those things killed you...

[goldenglasses]

I-I'm sorry. [Man, he's been saying that a lot lately. Sighs.] I'm just glad it's over; if it was real.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

It's alright. [ She sighs and straightens herself up, smiling tiredly. She hasn't been sleeping well since he left. ]

I've told you one hundred times, I'm used to it.

[goldenglasses]

Sorr-I mean... not sorry? I mean... uh...

What's for breakfast?

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ To shut him up, she relinquishes to her relief and gives him a strong hug. ] Welcome home, Vash.

No, no thinking until after coffee. Breakfast after life blood, got it?

[goldenglasses]

[Hugs back. Human contact never felt so good.] Thanks Meryl.

I think I can agree to that. And as punishment for disappearing again I'll even make the coffee.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She can concur, smiling at the returned hug. It makes her feel secure. ] You're welcome.

Promise not to make sludge?

[goldenglasses]

Are you saying I can't handle making a pot of coffee? [Getting up to do so.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

That's exactly what I'm saying.

[goldenglasses]

Awww... now that's not nice.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I'll take it back if the coffee's good.

[goldenglasses]

ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLRIGHT THEN! [His GO face is on!] I'll show YOU who can make a GREAT cup of coffee around here! [To the kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitchen!]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Alright, then. I'm a connoisseur, so I'll be judging harshly!

[goldenglasses]

HAHAHA! Well, you're going to be BLOWN away by MY coffee! [Or so he hopes.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I hope that you don't literally make it explosive, Vash.

[goldenglasses]

Well, I bet you've never had coffee that explodes before!

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

That's probably a good thing.

[ And she's... now noticing she's still in her night clothes. She gets behind him and starts shoving him out of the room. ]

Now.. let me get dressed. I-I'll be out in a minute!

[goldenglasses]

Alright, alright. No need to get pushy!

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She closes the door quickly behind him. She'll change while he makes coffee. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Starts making coffee - hold the dynamite]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ And out she roams, dressed now. ]