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Vash the Stampede ([personal profile] goldenglasses) wrote2011-07-21 07:31 pm

[Accidental Voice / Action]

[Vash has started to keep to himself more the past couple days. Rem's arrival had almost made him forget this day, but he could never really forget.

Today he heads out early, trying to leave the new house before anyone else is awake. He finds a spot near the fountain to do some early morning people watching before getting up and heading to the bakery. He stops outside, knowing this isn't really where he wants to be, it's just habit. He turns and heads to the flower shop instead. He doesn't stay long, just long enough to make sure that everything is still running smooth without Aerith.

He checks the time to duck over to Good Spirits quickly. He wants to be there and gone before Meryl's shift. He orders a couple of beers before he starts growing restless again. This wasn't right either. What was he suppose to do on this day? How could he ever fix this mistake?

Without much thought he grabs a couple bottle and heads out into the forest. He walks for a bit before just sitting down against a tree inspecting his find. People said this blue stuff was strong, now seemed to be a good time to try it out.

Some point in his drinking his journal falls out of his pocket and starts to record. For awhile it records very little until suddenly-]


CRASH!

[There's the sound of a whiskey bottle shattering as it's thrown against a tree. It's followed by silence that is slowly broken by soft sobs.]

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I - I didn't mean to.

(ooc: Anyone who wants to talk to Vash before he gets himself drunk is free to call for him over the journals! He'll have it on him all day! Or run into him pretty much anywhere.)

[Action]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 02:28 am (UTC)(link)


Where I'm from we call it "No Man's Land"

[Action]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 03:14 am (UTC)(link)


It's a dry, sandy planet with two suns. It can be a hostile place sometimes, but our future is bright.

[Action]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I think so, but that depends on if you're from the same universe as Wolfwood.

[Action] icon is relevant to that second half of the tag. Livio you awkward dork.

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-09 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
We were friends in my universe Ah, unless you mean here in Luceti. We've meet a couple of times.

[Action]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-11 06:53 am (UTC)(link)


You know... in my dimension you were really a good guy. Even with all of the differences I don't think that's changed.

[Action] /saves the manga exposition speech for another tag

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
We were friends back home

[Action] I can almost hear the flushing sound of this thread

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-16 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
It's a long story. But... if you don't mind that I'll tell you.

[Action] I figured now would be a goos time to cut off this comment /punches writer's block.

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-08-19 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
We first "met" when I was a member of the Gung-Ho-Guns. I was different back then, I lived only to follow orders. Before I had changed my master wanted to hunt down Wolfwood for betraying him.

I had to break the icon chain

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
It's a long story. [But you are his friend, you asked, and you deserved to know.] After you disappeared at Jenora rock [and if Vash didn't blow a hole in the 5th moon in his world this would require a lot more explaining, but he'll just get this over with and continue regardless.] Wolfwood became traitorous, shooting our former Master and planning on killing Knives himself.In the end he couldn't kill Knives, however he robbed our Master the use of his legs. While the duty of the Eye of Michael was to Knives, our master had taken it as a personal grudge to make Wolfwood pay for his treason. He was a cruel man, with a fanatic devotion to his disciples. Despite his deep running hatred, the opportunity didn't arise until after the ark. [THAT. obviously will require more explanation later. Or right now. Vash's call because I'll break off the tag right at this point anyways.]