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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 2011-08-11 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.]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-09-16 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's hesitant to answer that, because now he's under the impression you didn't blow a hole in the fifth moon. Now to approach this delicately and-]

You... blew a hole in the 5th moon and disappeared for two years.

[He's about as conversationally delicate as a brick to the face. Forgive the lack of details regarding this they are pretty sketch. They didn't tell him everything just... most things.]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
There are... a lot of differences. [All things considered he's being patient with Vash in his state. Even if these topics tend to make him feel terrible and he's not well known for being rational when he's feeling really emotional and awful. Would you like him to continue his story?]

[identity profile] crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, yes there is. And he has a lot more black in his hair to boot. After waiting a moment, he'll continue his little story again, starting quietly.]

We went to the orphanage where we had grown up. He wanted to take everything from Wolfwood, and he knew that he would return if that place was threatened. Hiring mercenaries to act like an alarm. [Maybe if Vash wasn't drunk he would be able to see his distaste for this. Even when he was completely devoted to Chapel he still killed one of those fuckers for being a little too threatening with the kids.]

When they had been defeated it was my turn to fight. We had been close in the past, but at that point I was too devoted to my duty to care. Even though I should have been able to do it... he had such a strong will to live. [oh hello Vash don't mind his sudden case of mouth diarrhea as he just keeps going off and rambling. While he's certainly sad he's definitely calmed down a lot more. Whether the therapeutic act of spilling his guts out is to blame or the fact that this requires reliving a time where he was emotionally repressed is up for debate.]
Edited 2011-09-20 02:57 (UTC)