[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Since being dropped in the river and being possessed which he wore himself completely out flying all around, Vash went and got himself sick. So he's been hiding out in his room sleeping these past few days.

Only his cats don't like this lack of attention and have been causing trouble. Today they've knocked his journal off the table. When it starts it's a bit boring. Just a lump of blankets in the bed snoring away. Which the cats don't take long to disturb as they are hungry. One is slightly larger and all black and the other looks just like the first, only with a brown circle around it's eye. The two team up to jump up on the softly snoring figure. The bigger one batting at the puff of blonde sticking out.]

Mmhmm. Kuro-Kuroneko. Trying to sleep. [The lump of blankets flops over. That is a stuffed-up Vash noise coming from it. Together the two cats start yowling.] Stop guys. I know you're hungry. Just- let me sleep a little longer. [Hm. The food bringer doesn't seem to understand. The black cat extends it's claws and makes a swipe at the lump.] Ow-ow-ow! Okay! Okay! I'm up! I'm up!

[The blankets are thrown back and Vash sits up in his pajama pants, but to make room for his large green wings he's not wearing a shirt. Which means all of his scars on his chest can be seen and very clear that his left arm is a fake. His long hair a mess of bedhead and his face slightly flushed with a light fever. The cats jump off the bed and run out of the room as he stands and shuffles out. Then all is quiet for a bit until Vash eventually shuffles back into the room and falls face first onto the bed. Followed almost immediately by the black cat who settles herself into a comfy ball in the small of his back.]

You didn't even TASTE it! [Grumbled into his pillow as Vash is just too tired at the moment to move. Not too long after Donut jumps up on the bed and takes his usual sleeping spot on the back of Vash's head. Unless someone feels like speaking up and letting Vash know his journal is on the floor he's going back to bed.]

Comments

[Written]

[therewerefifty]

[...huh. Those are a lot of scars.

Maybe you and Manji would get along :|a Well, not her business. She does note (a) he's still possessed, and (b) he's got a fever, so courtesy makes her ask. Though she writes, so he might not get the message for some time.]

Will you be all right, Mr Vash?

[Written]

[goldenglasses]

[It takes several hours before Vash will respond. He's too busy sleeping for one. Eventually he'll write back.]

Yeah, just a small cold. I should be well and back to work soon! Hope you aren't missing me to much!

[He even takes a few moments to draw a happy smiley face next to his response.]

[Written]

[therewerefifty]

[AND THEN IT'S AN ENTIRE DAY before she writes back, because having received no immediate response she put her journal down and forgot about it. Whoops. what is technology But she chooses not to address that last part.]

Get better soon. The restaurant could use you.

[Written//Filtered 100% from Knives]

[goldenglasses]

Sure, I'm sure the "restaurant" could use me. You know, you could come visit me and cheer me up a bit if you're feeling lonely~~~

[Written//Filtered 100% from Knives]

[therewerefifty]

[And then there is no response, because Makie doesn't like this sense of humour. Ha. Ha. Ha. She'll leave you to wallow in misery.]

[Written//Filtered 100% from Knives]

[goldenglasses]

[Aw, too bad for Vash. He actually could have used some fun entertainment while being stuck in bed.]

[Voice]

[wildbluevagner]

[Oh... it's that guy he dunked into the river while Twila'd. Here's the immense guilt.]

Are you okay, man?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Really Kurt shouldn't feel too bad. It was mostly Vash's inability to sit still for more than five minutes that really got him sick. The dunking did help, but it wasn't that alone that caused this.

Vash doesn't answer right away. Or well, he does, but it's mutter into his pillow and most of what he says is lost to it.]

Mmmrm.. hmm... rghw... five mor... gmmhr... mrrmmmhmm... ood.

[Voice]

[wildbluevagner]

What? Five... more... food?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash finally starts to push himself up right. Blinking for a few minutes as his brain slowly catches up with him. Huh, his cats didn't usually bother talking to him, did they?]

Huh? Hello? [With a yawn he rubs at his eyes. Was he hearing things?]

[Video]

[misterbrief]

Wake up, idiot. [SO NOT SURPRISED.]

[Video]

[goldenglasses]

Huh, uh-what? [Vash slowly starts to sit up. Upsetting Donut from his perch on the man's head. Give him a moment. He's still half asleep and almost thinking he's hearing things.]

[Video]

[misterbrief]

Argh, I said wake up! Your journal is open on your floor you moron! [That was definitely more of a yell than a statement.]

[Video]

[goldenglasses]

[The angry shouting of Vegeta breaks through Vash's slightly feverish and sleepy mind. The second cat being thrown off as he quickly sits fully up.] Vegeta?! [He looks over at the desk where his journal should be. Yup it's gone.]

Oh crap! [Vash grabs a sheet and covers himself as he reaches over to grab at his journal. Honestly, he doesn't care if Vegeta sees him. Vegeta he's sure has seen his fair share of scars before. Not everyone else has.]

[Video] LOL YOUR ICON, BEST ICON XD

[misterbrief]

[Vash is totally right- Vegeta couldn't care less about all the scars across his body nor the fake arm. He's got his own share of scars all over his body from combat.

He really doesn't have to freak out and cover himself, jeez.] What, are you naked? Get some clothes on then! Disgusting.

[Video] I love having excuses to use it!

[goldenglasses]

I have pants on! Geez! I just didn't want to cut up all my pajama shirts to fit these wings!

I'm going to skin those cats.

[Video]

[misterbrief]

You could always just throw them out the window instead, but skinning them seems like a acceptable idea as well. [He totally heard that! Saiyan hearing ftw.]

Anyway, I didn't wake you up so we could discuss your nightwear issues. I've got something I need to ask you about.

[Video]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. What is it? [He reaches over with a yawn to the box of tissues to blow his nose. Wanting Vegeta to just ask his question so he can go back to sleep.]

voice;

[entreats]

[ She doesn't think much of the scars after the stuff she's seen. Really, Ange's more interested in the cats.. ]

I don't think they're leaving you alone that easily. They think they're in charge here.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

[It takes Vash a minute before he groggily sits up. Did he hear a voice? He looks around for said voice as the cats move to get comfy in his new position.]

Huh? What? Am I dreaming? I fed them. [Isn't that good enough?] Hello?

[Hey. Wait a second... his journal isn't where he left it.] GAH! What did you guys do with it this time?! [He decides next best course of action is to wrap himself up in a sheet. As that journal is open somewhere in this room.]

[entreats]

.. Come on, stop freaking out.. [ She lets out a sigh. ]

You can hear my voice, right? Just follow where it's coming from and you'll find the journal. It's not difficult.

[goldenglasses]

[In all fairness he had been half asleep - in fact more than half - the first time he heard the voice. Once covered he does indeed follow the sound of the voice to find the journal on the floor. With a shy smile he laughs weakly at the camera.]

Ah... hello.

[entreats]

Hi.

[ At least she's calm about it. Don't worry, Vash, she doesn't really care about how embarassing all of this might be for him. ]

Having fun with your cats?

[goldenglasses]

Not really no. Don't suppose you know anyone looking for a pet, do you? [He's kidding. He's actually grown very attached to his "adopted" family.]

[entreats]

I don't think this whole thing was such good advertisement for them.

[ Although she's more joking than anything too, just with her own deadpan tone.. ]