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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.]

Comments

[knightofratatosk]

N-no, I meant... killing Kefka won't bring the person he killed back.

Sorry mun is tired. Lol

[goldenglasses]

No. It wouldn't.

That's okay, this mun should be in bed too

[knightofratatosk]

And it makes the people who cared about Kefka sad too.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. It does.

[knightofratatosk]

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

[goldenglasses]

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

[knightofratatosk]

...

[This is not making him feel better.]

[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.

[knightofratatosk]

There used to be more good people here...

[goldenglasses]

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

[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?

[goldenglasses]

We'll be alright too. Mistakes are made - but as long as we realize that... the ticket to the future is always open. There's always hope.

[knightofratatosk]

Always open...

[Emil stopped believing that he'd ever be able to get home a while ago, but this man sounds so sincere and that phrase sounds so nice that he almost finds himself believing it now.]

... um, I'm Emil. It's nice to meet you.

[goldenglasses]

[He holds out his hand.] My name's Vash. It's nice to meet you Emil.

[knightofratatosk]

[After a moment of hesitation, he'll take the hand and give it a gentle shake.]

Have you been here for very long? I don't think we've met before.

[goldenglasses]

Compared to some? Not long. About three months now.

[knightofratatosk]

I've been here for a year and a half, but sometimes it seems a lot longer than that.

[goldenglasses]

[Small smile] But I'm sure you've made some good friends in that time haven't you?

[knightofratatosk]

[Aaaand drooping now. He has, but so many of them have been sent home lately...]

[goldenglasses]

[Ack! No! Don't do that!] And-uh... well I mean... you get to meet a lot of people who you would normally never get a chance to meet! And uh... [Fishing in the dark] and isn't it better to meet someone even just once than to have never had those fun times?

[knightofratatosk]

I guess so...