goldenglasses | [Action/Voice]

[Vash has been dumped into the forest unceremoniously after his first trip to the labs. They were nice enough to leave his journal beside him but not his clothes. Which is making it not only hard to hide his old scars, but even harder to hide just how hurt his right arm is in just the new feather white pants. Arms aren’t suppose to be at those angles or bleed so much.

After some time he’ll manage to push himself up into a sitting position and rip his pant legs to at least make some bandages for the deeper cuts. Besides the arm he does have some bruising for being a stubborn captive and is a bit pale with some very dark circles under his eyes. He knows he looks like crap so it takes him a bit before he finally opens his journal being careful to show only his face.] Ah, sorry if I worried anyone, but I’m back now.

Luka are you alright?

[Filtered from Rem and Meryl // 40% Unhackable]

Ah… is there anyone at the clinic who can set broken bones right now? Ah-haha… and if possible, don’t suppose I could see a male doctor?

[And with that Vash is going to rest against a tree for a bit before attempting to get up and make his way to the clinic through the forest to avoid as many people as he can.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[A-ah! A women's voice... her name was-]

Selphie! Ah, I'm glad Luka's alright.

A hand? Oh-ah! AHAHAHAHA! No, no! I'm fine. Never felt better!

[Ow...]

That's my name! Mhmm! A lot of people took good care of her.

Hmmmmmm... you're a bad liar.

Ah, we are? [Of COURSE we are. I can't be at least lucky to have missed ANOTHER experiment. I'm sure I've been dropped right into the middle of it. Why do the gods hate me so? Is it the hair? I don't think it's the hair. I'm not even on Gunsmoke anymore... oh man, can't a guy ever catch a break?]

We sure are! Hey! Quit thinking like that!

Now then, didja need help?

Thinking? Huh...?

Ah, no! I'll be alright, I think I know where I am now.

I can see what you're thinking, silly!

Are you sure?

Oh, is that the experiment then? You can just see my th-

-YOU CAN SEE MY WHAT!?

[Oh MAN! Oh crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! People can see my THOUGHTS?! Wait... then she can see... AH! Uh... tree. Think of trees. Ahaahaha! Pretty trees!]

[You get giggles, Vash. Lots of giggles.]

I can see yours and you can see mine. It works both ways!

But I don't want people to see my thoughts!

Ah, sorry?

It's okay... I mean, everyone has to suffer with it after all. At least you told me about it.

Someone had to!

Thanks, maybe I can stop something really embarrassing from popping out.

[Like an imagine of himself with ALL his wonderful, horrible scars.]

Um... ow?

[font face="verdana" color="blue">[What the...?!]

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

It's nothing... [Whimper]

Nothing my foot!

They're old.

They just look like they hurt... Are you sure you don't need help getting back into town?

Ah, I'm fine. Some friends are coming for me.

That's good.

T-thanks for worrying about me though, but I'll be alright. I've been through worse! [Laughs shyly]

You're welcome!

[Action/Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice] 1/2

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice]

Re: [Voice]

[Voice]

[Voice] - orz... I apologize for my html fail. D:

[Voice] It's cool! HTML fail happens

[Voice] - more often than it should

[Voice] - scolds it

[Voice] - scolds it too

[Voice]

[Voice]