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[Vash may have been turned into a 134 year old human, but he's sure as heck not letting that stop him. He's managed to find himself a walker with a seat on it so he can move around a bit and rest when he needs to. After the last few days of rain he decides he's going to head outside.

It's a long and slow trip. As he needs to take a lot of time to stop and rest, and with only one arm the walker is a little hard to push, but he'll eventually get to all his usual stops. Seventh Heaven, the Bakery, the Flower Shop, Good Spirits, and he'll also be spending some time around the fountain.

During his people watching by the fountain he'll pull out his journal.] That was some rain we just had. I just wish there was a better way to tell it was coming then my joints getting stiff and sore! Couldn't something nice happen instead? Mmhm... [He trails off. Forgetting what he was just talking about. A few minutes will pass then he'll notice his journal is open.] Oh! This silly book. I guess I should say something now that it's open. That was some crazy rain we just had! I just wish my joints wouldn't get so sore before it!

[Respond with cation people of Luceti. As Vash is in a bit of a rambling mood. He will continue to ramble on into the journal, often repeating himself, until he eventually falls asleep for a bit.

After his nap, which if no one comes by to wake him, may be a long one he'll work his way home to House Five. Where he'll sit himself down in the armchair he has basically claimed as his own during his old age to wait for supper.]

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[He wishes he could get mad at Vash sometimes. Seeing him go from youthful guy to old man is jarring, and even worse, the ailments that come from an old body... but then he remembers how much Vash would have given to age along with everyone else. He wonders what it'll be like, when he inevitably outlives Meryl and Milly... Hell, even if they all stay here for decades, he'd have to even watch Wolfwood get old.

Do they just come back young? New? He's not sure.]

Not giving them to him, she says...

[But he's in relatively decent spirits, smiling at Milly.] Hey, I bet Noah could eat the whole pot. He's already showing great promise, y'know.

[Spoken as he sleeps a powerhouse nap in the other room.

He will be hungry as hell when he wakes up, that's for sure.]

[Milly's cheerful, Wolfwood is giving her a hard time, and Vash is cheerfully munching away on donuts; in other words, it's completely normal. Amelia gives Vash a nod, then shoots Wolfwood a half-hearted glare as she walks by.]

Means more food for me.

[Since she wasn't kidding when she mentioned the aroma. Amelia's hungry, and she looks back at Milly.]

Is it going to be ready soon?

Well I don't think it could be too much longer; maybe another ten minutes or so just to let the rice absorb all of the chicken stock. I don't want it to be all soupy, there's just nothing worse than soggy risotto.

[Vash smiles, taking another bite of that donut and letting himself fall deeper into his chair. It was all just so nice. Hearing everyone talk with a delicious donut in his hand and dinner just about ready.

Does it get any better than that?]

Great!

[Thoughtfully, itching his chin—]

Should I get the kid up? Better have everyone at the table so we can have your risotto together.

[Whatever the hell risotto is. Wolfwood's no cook, here.]

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[In that case, Amelia's grabbing plates. She can't cook worth a damn, but at least she can set the table.]

If you say so. [She's with Wolfwood on this one. So long as it tastes good, Amelia's pretty much content to eat whatever Milly puts on the table.]

Oh that might be a good idea, then we might get him to sleep a bit longer tonight if he doesn't get so long this evening. Would you mind getting him up? He can watch us from his chair and we can feed him a little early.

[She beams at the others.]

Gosh it will be so nice when he's on real food with the rest of us.

[Yeah. It will be nice. He can just picture it now. The group of them around the dinner table, with little Noah, just a bit older, grabbing at all the food with them.

Heh, he'll have to learn to eat fast around here.

He wants to say that out loud. Even thinks he might have, but he's suddenly so tired. He decides that he'll just shut his eyes for a moment. They'd wake him when the table was set and he needed to come out to the table.

Eventually the donut falls out of his relaxed hand.]

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