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[Vash felt himself starting to wake up. Only it was a strange sort of feeling. He wasn’t cold and he was comfortable. It was something he hadn’t felt in the past couple weeks and for the past few days any changes that happened between bouts of sleep wasn’t a good thing.

As he dragged his tired and worn senses out of rest he then remembered that Meryl had been with him. With an arm he reaches out, touching the shoulder next to him, still too tired to make a coherent sound just yet.]

-A few hours later.-

[Now fully awake Vash opens his journal, holding his head, sounding tired, and dizzy.]

[Filtered from Legato and Yuber // 100% Unhackable]

Hey, I’m back. [Is the wind suddenly picking up?] I should be home soon. [Yeah, the wind is picking up.] Hope I didn’t - WHAAAAAAA! [In mid sentence Vash is sent spinning off like the Tasmanian devil, dropping the journal too the ground. Opps. Hope that house was empty. Because the Humanoid Typhoon has just taken out the living room.]

Ow…

(OOC: Vash has been turned into a literal walking typhoon! Feel free to talk to him over the journal or run into him anywhere around town/forest as he attempts to get home. He can go wherever the wind takes him! Trying to keep this lighthearted so no major injuries if you wish to get caught in a whirlwind with him. Also, if you want something broken just let me know in subject line or hint to it in brackets! Otherwise I won’t have Vash break anything without permission!)

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[Assuming it hasn't hit five o'clock yet?

That hand does nothing but produce a mumble hidden under the covers - possibly of the deep, non-female kind. And the body next to Vash shifts a little, starting to roll in the gunman's direction]

[Huh, that shoulder seems broad enough to be Meryl, but the voice is all wrong. Vash moves to take his hand away, but instead of bringing it up to rub at his own eyes he finds it hitting someone's else face instead.

Wait a second. That kinda feels like it could be an eyebrow, but... it's curly?]

[It is curly!

... And twitching.

Because somebody's touching him, and Sanji's rapid approach to consciousness suggests he knows it's not a woman]

Nnngh.

[Huh, that doesn't seem right. The only one he knows with a curly eyebrow is Sanji and Sanji wasn't here.

Unless he was back.

Vash groans and forces his eyes to finally open and stare right into Sanji's face. GAH! Why must he be so close!?]

Uh... good morning?

[It's the voice that signals Sanji to open his eyes, staring right back at an all-too familiar face... in intimate detail. 8|]

[...]

[... Holy shit it's a Vash!]

[-- It's a Vash...]

[--in--]

[--HIS--]

[--BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED]

WHAT THE HELL, SHITHEAD.

Ahahahaha! I guess I'm back! HAHAHAHA!

Your bed is pretty comfy!

[Indeed you are. Welcome back, Vash. Sanji's missed you!

Have a foot lodged in your face.]

[Vash missed you too!

But not your foot. Before he even has time to scream Vash is lauched off the bed. Sanji may notice an extreme increase of wind in the room as Vash goes flying backwards and through the wall. And crashing through the wall of the house next door.

BUT HE'S OKAY! He's a twitching, groaning mess, but he's okay!]

So good to be back.

[That's right. >E And stay out!--]

[... Um.

Well shit. He didn't mean to kick you that hard. Sanji stares blankly at hole before it occurs to him he might wanna check on the Broom Head; he's not entirely sure that was all his strength to begin with.

Er. He'll just use the handy-dandy opening then.]

... Vash?

I'm fine. [Sitting up and rubbing at his head. Nope. He's not even phased. Back home this was almost a daily thing after all.]

No, I mean-- [Picking his way through the debris pile, as silent and quickly as possible - not that it'll do much good. Suffice to say, Nami-san's probably up and ready to tear someone to pieces thanks to all that noise.]

Oi, what did they do to you?

Hm? [He looks upwards in thought before shrugging.] I don't really remember for sure. [There were needles and other things he care not to remember, but as for a goal, he's clueless.]

You might wanna find out soon.

I didn't kick you that hard.

Well my face sure thinks you did. [Whine. Complain.]

Your face can go kiss the shitty wall again. [Look at all the shits Sanji gives]

Your hollerin' probably woke up Nami-san!

My-?!

MAYBE I WOULDN'T BE HOLLERIN' IF YOU DIDN'T KICK ME!

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