[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Thanks to Yuber throwing his search party into the lake; Vash has found himself joining the ranks of the sick. Although he tried to change out of his wet and freezing clothes right away it was too late. So he’s in bed with a light fever. And he might have fallen asleep with his journal open.]

Rem… it’s so hot and dry… [There’s a bit of muttering] …you’d like her. Mmmhm. [Some rustling as he rolls in bed] saw one… so red.

[Then he’s quiet for a few minutes]

Ahaha! Are all those donuts for me!? Oh! You shouldn’t have!!

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Yay for getting to use this icon!

[goldenglasses]

DONUTS!!!!!!!! [Eating one NOW!]

\o/

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She laughs lightly. That was Vash's normal self, alright. He was healthy. ]

[goldenglasses]

[Om nom nom! Between a mouthful] Mmmhm! These are so good!

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I thought this would be good medicine. [ She laughs a little. ]

*spams this icon like... whoa*

[goldenglasses]

They can cure everything! [Playfun grin] You should eat some too to keep from getting sick!

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Ah, no, that's alright.

[goldenglasses]

Thanks. I'm feeling much better now.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She nods. ]

You're welcome.

[ She pauses a moment. ]

Vash... what does... what does she tell you, in your dreams?

[goldenglasses]

Well, normal things I guess. A lot of times she sings. Actually... she tells me I'm too serious a lot...

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Haha, really? She thinks so? You must be a very different person, in there.

[goldenglasses]

Well... I do ask some serious questions sometimes...

[Sigh; playful pout] The meaning of life is so hard to figure out...

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I don't think it's something you can ever find a real answer for.

[goldenglasses]

[Nods] She says that everyone's ticket is blank. So I think she means that it's up to everyone to figure out what the meaning of their own life is.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I like that... I think it makes sense.

[goldenglasses]

She's pretty good a putting things in terms I can understand.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you still have her with you. It sounds like she's a big help.

[goldenglasses]

I was worried she would leave when... [Naw - he doesn't want to think about that] But I should have known better.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

You were the only one who would have left you.

[goldenglasses]

I-I'm sorry. For putting you through all that.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Vash, it's been a long time since then, for me. I'm just glad you're alright. What worried me the most was you.

[goldenglasses]

[hasn't been that long for him though - but he'll give you a smile] I'm sorry. I won't forget what you said that day.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

You'd better not!

[goldenglasses]

If I do - I give you permission to slap me. Just... don't think I'll let you get away with it ALL the time. [Like you do all the time anyway]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Can I get that in writing?

[goldenglasses]

I suppose - but I could just say you took advantage of my delicate state!