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[If you happen to be walking in the forest this afternoon, you may notice something strange. There is a man lying in the snow who apparently thought it would be a good place for a nap. And napping is just what he’s doing at the moment. Thinking that maybe the past couple months have only been a dream - that is, until he starts to wake and notices two important things. He’s cold and wet. Gunsmoke is neither cold or wet so then - it was real? His eyes finally snap open and he bolts upright. He’s breathing heavily as he waves a hand in front of his face before something else hits him.] Meryl! [Snatching the journal at his side Vash will be opening it and nearly shouting into it.]

Meryl! [He quickly softens his voice and puts a soft smile on his face. He’s really back - no need to worry people so much by freaking out.] Uh - everyone. I’m back. I’m sorry if I worried you, but I’ll be home soon.

[He makes good on this by standing as soon as the post is done and making his way back home. He’s stumbling a bit as he makes his way back to community building 4 but otherwise looks fine.]

(ooc: May be slow tagging back. Going to bed soon. I WAS going to post this tomorrow but a few people wouldn't stop complaining. So. I decided to post and not tell them. HA! Revenge! I think?)

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People are capable of anything if only given the chance.

[She's not entirely sure if she's willing to believe that, but if he is indeed telling the truth? That's... bad news for her, to say the least.]

Then... what if they aren't given a chance? [Because she certainly doesn't want her fate to change, and seeing as hers is intertwined with that of someone else here in Luceti... she might just have to make sure that he won't get a chance to change it. Just to be safe.]

No one should be allowed to take that chance away from someone. All life is important.

But... there will always be people who will try to do so. [Herself included, not that she'll say that out loud...]

One day... we will all live in peace. Where people can live out their lives in peaceful days without war and violence.

A place without war and violence... Are... you certain that such a place can exist? [As she said, there will always be people who will resort to violence for some reason - whatever that reason may be. She of all people should know that. And as long as people like that exist, such a "perfect" world simply doesn't seem possible to her.]

Well, it will take some work, but one day there will be.

One day... [Well... That day certainly won't be as long as people like her exist, that much is certain.

...Closing the journal now.]