[Voice//Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Filtered from Legato // 40% Unhackable]

[The feed starts with what looks like Vash standing next to one of C4's outside walls while swaying gently side to side. One arm streched up above his head.]

Um, heh, sorry Meryl, but I don't think I'm going to make it home for dinner tonight. Wolfwood you can have my share, and do you think you could make sure to take Kuro- [Suddenly there's a violent shake as Vash is pulled... upwards? As he looks up to shout the video gets a slightly clearer image of what he's up to.

He's tied a couple sheets together and jumped out a window. And yes, those are droids attempting to pull him back up it.] Geeze! Can't you give a guy a minute!? The length I have to go through to leave a message...

[There's another strong tug as Vash gives a shout and nearly drops his journal as he hangs on for dear life.]

AH! Make sure Kuroneko gets looked at! [Tug.] Milly don't worry, I'll be back soon! [Tug.] Amelia, do you think you can water my flowers for me? [Tug.]

Whoops. This is my stop. I promise to be back as soon as I can, alright? [With that he swings on the sheet and crashes through a lower floor window. If that's your window he just crashed through? He's sorry, but he doesn't have time to clean it up. He has an army of droids to take on a running tour of the village before they finally catch him and drag him off to places unknown.]

Comments

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Don't worry. I won't. [Maybe. He'll see when he gets to that point, but while he's thinking about it he reaches over and takes his gun from it's holster and sets it on the table.]

I was wondering if you could watch that for me while I'm gone. [He really doesn't want to be picked up with it, but he couldn't bring himself to just chuck it in the forest either.] But if they come looking for it, you can just give it to them, alright?

[He's really hoping they won't, but he can't forget the first time he was taken and what they had tested then.]

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[notabluesbro]

[After a quick, stoic glance at his friend, he puts a hand on the gun, but doesn't move to take it anywhere. This could be the last time the two get to annoy each other for a few weeks...]

I'll tell 'em I pitched it in the lake.

[Consider that a 'of course I'll watch it while you're gone'. He's back to sitting at a chair, one leg crossed at the other's knee.]

They probably'll take me seriously, anyway.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, well, if I find out I have to go swimming for it. I'm going to toss your gun into the ocean. [He finishes the pizza and stands up. He really doesn't want to be here when they figure out where he went.]

Well, I better get going. Meryl will kill me if I let them make a mess in the kitchen.

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[notabluesbro]

[Smirk. Fine, he'll give you a more amused tone, just because it's better than the alternative seriousness.]

Yeah, you'd better stretch your legs while you can, since you're such an expert on fleeing in a mad panic, huh?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[He appreciates it. The joking helping to keep his anxiety away.] What can I say, I've had a lot of practice! [He gives a wave as he heads out the door.] See ya, later.

Re: [Action]

[notabluesbro]

... Yeah. See ya' later.

[He'd better.]