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[After taking a few days to himself to fully process the whole "return to life" thing, Vash is finally getting out to visit the people he said he would.

His first stop is Flonne’s Flower Shop of Love. He’s hoping Flonne is there today as he doesn’t know where she lives. (Seeing the flowers is also a plus!) His next stop is Kohaku’s place! He makes a pit stop where he thought Miyabi’s house was only to be disappointed that he can‘t see it. Silly snow. Then finally the last stop he makes is the Straw Hat residence. For those he’s visiting he looks perfectly normal except for the small bags under his eyes. Someone hasn’t been sleeping well lately. At some point during his walking he pauses to jot down a note in his journal.]

[Written // Filtered to Adell // 5% Unhackable]

If you’d still like to talk I’d be happy to meet you somewhere. Just need a time and place.

[Voiced // Filtered to Guy // 90% Unhackable]

Guy… I wanted to thank you… for looking after Meryl while I was [pause] gone.

[Feel free to bump into him while he walks from place to place!]

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...a little. I didn't want to keep her up.

[that gets a nod of approval. Yes, Nami needs her rest.

And ah, there it is. Sanji pulls out the weapon and closes the drawer with his other hand. But he doesn't hand it over yet. In fact, he isn't looking at Vash]

Don't worry; I'll keep this short, Vash.

You've got your reasons for not wanting to kill, and I don't care about that. [inclines his head to the side, slightly] I just want to know why you didn't call anyone for help.

[Vash takes a deep breath and lets it out. He was kind of expecting this after talking to Nami.] If I had… I wouldn’t have known who would have showed. I didn’t want to give Yuber anyone else to target.

So the concept of a filter is that hard for your brain to wrap around.

I thought of one; but I didn't have time. [Voice hardens slightly] I was a little preoccupied.

[Sanji pauses; Broom Head's got a point there, but he's not ready to back off]

So you had no choice? That's a load of bullshit.

[He’s getting a bit tired of being called out for the choices he made. While he knows he could have made better ones - this was one he wouldn’t back down on. He tries to keep his voice calm and neutral.] No. I could have made a post asking for help. And what should have done if Eiko had been the first to arrive?

It takes two extra seconds to put up a shitty filter. If you could've made a post, you could've done at least that fuckin much.

[Sanji's calm is slowly beginning to dissolve. The grip on Vash's gun grows tight] Are you telling me you couldn't hold him off for that long?

[Vash stays calm for now.] I could have made a voice post while dodging. Adding a filter would have required more focus.

Is that so. [His voice is hard, distant. He hates you a little right now, Vash, because you can be calm about this and he's unraveling. And he's not sure who he's blaming: himself or you]

... Tch. It won't make a difference anymore, will it? He killed you either way.

[Vash is only remaining calm because he realizes shouting back isn’t going to solve much, but that comment hurts. He’s just going to turn his head aside slightly and stare at the floor.]

[Sanji's shaking is becoming progressively more pronounced, it's a damn good thing that gun won't snap under the force of his grip, until abruptly he stops and releases a large, shaky sigh]

... Idiot.

[his mouth twitches. Damn it, he's no good at this when it's a guy. This would be a lot simpler if Vash were a woman, but no time to be wishing for stupid shit]

Don't make... the ladies worry over your shitty ass like that.

I'll try not to. [It's a flat answer, mostly said so you know he heard you.]

[He considers throwing the gun at your head but decides that's rather rude, even for him. So he'll turn and approach you now, though he keeps his gaze flat. A lot of the fight's gone out of him.]

Oi. [holds it out]

[He reaches for it.] Thanks for taking care of it for me. [The tips of his fingers brush against the gun a bit awkwardly right before he grabs it.]

[That was... strange. Is he that upset or something? He takes in a sharp breath and meets Vash's eyes. He's scrutinizing you now, meeting your eyes and he's not letting go of your gun yet]

... Something wrong?

[Okay. He wasn’t quiet expecting you to not let go of his gun. Letgo! It’s his! He looks up and meets your gaze Sanji.] Just… tired. [Those dark rings under his eyes are a testimony to that.]

[Yeah, there are rings there, and he can tell. A frown sharpens out of something that might be worry, but he won't comment since he can guess the reasons behind the sleepless nights. He drops his gaze and looks at the floor.]

I'll make you something later. It should knock you out for the night.

[Sanji's grip finally slackens and he lets go, turning away, hands hastily stuck into his pockets before they do something stupid. He feels like he should say something else. It's just... a lot harder than he wants it to be, and that makes him twice as tense and shaky, and just-- Damn it.

He brings a hand to cover his face. It's either that or a cigarette]

... Welcome back.

That’s alright. I’m not really… comfortable taking something that would knock me out.

[He takes his gun and slips it into it's holster, already looking a bit more relaxed with it’s weight back where it should be.]

Thanks. Good to be back.

Edited 2010-01-18 07:39 (UTC)

Alright.

[he doesn't have much else to say to you, Vash. He doesn't necessarily feel better, but he supposes that'll just come with time. For now, he'll dig that necessary cigarette out of his pocket and stick it in his mouth without lighting it, just to give his mouth something to do. He makes a slow path for the window]

[Vash wonders briefly if he should leave, but can’t leave things like this.] I heard you’ve gotten your whole crew back now. I’m glad they’ve all come back now.

[fishes for his lighter]

The ones that are here, anyway, yeah. Maybe my crew will catch a break now.

I hope so. You guys could use a break. [Small talk going good so far...]

[lighter has been required! Sanji will now proceed to light his cigarette before he answers you.

Click.

Click.

Click.

.... Click. Click. Click.

Deeeep breath. Then let it go. Though the success of that breath is called into question when Sanji lets his head thud against the wall and starts laughing]

... I don't suppose you'd let me borrow your gun, Vash.

...I don't think you can light a cigarette with a gun.