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[goldenglasses]

[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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[goldenglasses]

We'll think of something.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Right. Let's go see what we have, okay?

[goldenglasses]

[Nods] Sounds good.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Is there anything you're hungry for?

[goldenglasses]

Donuts.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She sighs and laughs some. ]

I thought as much. I think we have some, though.

[goldenglasses]

[He'd complain that they're probably not fresh donuts but decides he doesn't want to bring up the passing of time right now.] Sounds good.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She smiles and leads the way inside. ] They'll be in the pantry... as for dinner... donuts won't cut it. It's a blizzard out there, so we need something nice and hot.

[goldenglasses]

I'm sure we could throw some leftovers together and make a stew or soup or... something.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Mm! Yeah, I think that'll work.

[goldenglasses]

[He shuts his eyes for a moment and takes in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. Yes, good to be alive right now.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Go ahead and sit down. I'll start throwing something together.

[goldenglasses]

Are you sure? I could help.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

If you want to, I can't object.

[goldenglasses]

I can help. [Yes. Keeping busy is something he’d like to do right now. So he’ll give you a hand Meryl, but do you pick up that his movements are just a bit more clumsy than normal? His fingers bump a bit awkwardly on items he reaches for as if he made a mistake gauging how far away things are.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't notice, at first... then she starts to watch his motions out of the corner of her eye. The more he does it, the more she gets distracted by it, until she stops completely to watch him move. ]

[goldenglasses]

[It seems to happen more when he reaches for things on his right but when you stop he’s going to stop himself finally feeling your eyes on him.] Uuuhh… something wrong Meryl? [Playing dumb? Yes.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She shakes her head. ]

No, no... hm, could you get get the pepper out of the cabinet. It's on the middle shelf.

[ Yes, she's testing him. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Oh. You’re mean.] Sure. [He goes and reaches for it - at first bumping it a little farther back with his fingers before grabbing it and handing it to you. YOU SAW NOTHING!]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

... Vash, what's wrong?

[goldenglasses]

[He’s quiet for a bit. Debating lying and saying he’s just tired. That is part of it. He’s tired and stressed. He’d rather have you not worry but decides with you - he’ll tell the truth.] I… can’t see out of my right eye.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

... You... That's right... the death penalty.

[goldenglasses]

It’s not so bad really! It could have been a lot worse. Just need to get use to it is all.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Mm... it'll take adjustment. I'll help the best I can, okay?

[goldenglasses]

Thanks Meryl. [He'll stop bumping most things after today. Right now he's just a bit stressed and having a little trouble focusing.] It'll be alright.