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[goldenglasses]

[Vash can be found sitting on a bench in the plaza, his glasses on and a very grim look upon his face as he looks the place over. He’s thinking back to the incident with Kefka. A man died and he hadn’t been able to stop it. There must have been a way. What had he missed? He’ll be sitting there for a while, teeth clenching as he tries to figure out what he did wrong. Meryl is welcome to pick up/comment on the sober mood he’s probably been in the past day or so.]

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[goldenglasses]

[With a sigh and a shrug - if you can't beat them - downs his bottle.] GAHHHHHHHHHHHH! It does!

[goldenglasses]

...and snowball fights? Those are fun too.

[knightofratatosk]

... what if this is what the Malnosso want? To trap us here and then trick us all into fighting each other?

[crisisrain]

But ya feel better once it settles. It's like walkin' into a desert!

[goldenglasses]

Mmhm... not quiet...

[crisisrain]

Well I'm done. Nice ta know I can still drag ya out fer a drink haha! Go on ya should get back home yerself, before a certain someone starts gettin' worried sick.

[He throws a packet of mints on the table.] Eat a few of those so I don't get blamed fer the alcohol on yer breath.

[goldenglasses]

[Picks up the mints with a grin] That's probably a good idea.

We'll have to do this again. [Winks] After dinner of course.

[crisisrain]

If we're goin' on a date then you can wear the dress.

[He waves a friendly goodbye and walks out of the bar. Ffff wry you have to die?!]

[goldenglasses]

Maybe... they did pick some dangerous people to mix together.

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

Eh. Lots fun. Stitch like.

[knightofratatosk]

...

[This is not making him feel better.]

[goldenglasses]

No way Old Man. Dresses don't do anything for my figure. [Waves after you. I'm sorry! Blame Yuber.]

[crisisrain]

[So shouting back through the door.]

YA'D LOOK BETTER THAN I WOULD! HAHA!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash shakes his head with a small laugh.] Crazy old man... [Then gets back up and goes back outside to meet up with death a couple other people.]

[goldenglasses]

[Eventually Vash catches on that his emo is spreading and lets out an embarrased and slightly nervous laugh] Ah-ha... but there are so many GOOD people here that they certainally outnumber the bad - so maybe they're here by a fluke or something.

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[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

Hee, I guess you're right~ I'm glad I have such good friends like you, Vash.

[She leans over to maybe give his cheek a hug or a pat or something, but she miscalculates the distance and--Oops! have a ponclet falling right into your coat, Vash. WHAT WILL YOU DO?]

NYAAAH!

[knightofratatosk]

There used to be more good people here...

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[goldenglasses]

GAHH! [FLAIL OF COU-waiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. That may squish her and that won’t be good. He’s going to stand perfectly still.] Uhhh… are you alright?

[goldenglasses]

I dunno... most of the people I've met so far have been really nice and good people.

[goldenglasses]

[He leans down and starts packing some snow.]

[knightofratatosk]

But a lot of people have been sent home too.

[goldenglasses]

But I suppose in a way - that's good. We may miss them but at least they're not here anymore.

[knightofratatosk]

Y-yeah, they're safe from the Malnosso now. They don't have to be experimented on or kidnapped or anything like that.

[goldenglasses]

Excatly. I'm sure those sent home will be alright.

[knightofratatosk]

But what about us?