Vash the Stampede (
goldenglasses) wrote2011-07-21 07:31 pm
Entry tags:
- a wussy outlaw,
- amelia,
- drunk,
- emo,
- emo kills remember?,
- giles,
- grune,
- hates this month sometimes,
- hating himself today,
- he misses that left arm sometimes,
- jigen,
- jilly,
- keimi,
- livio,
- lost july,
- lost july anniversary,
- lost july happened in july go figure,
- madoka,
- meryl,
- not afraid to cry in public,
- real men cry,
- rem,
- ruto,
- san,
- the sixty billion double dollar man,
- trying to forget,
- wolfwood
[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.)
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.)

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What happened?
I had to break the icon chain
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Jenora rock? [The closest thing he can connect with that was when he fought Dominique. He had left the insurance girls there, but he hadn't exactly disappeared. No, he had tried to disappear after Augusta.]
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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.]
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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.]
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