[Accidental Voice//Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Accidental Voice]

[Vash had been mentally preparing himself for this day. Yet, he still wasn't ready when May 9th came around. The day his life had changed forever. For whatever reason his journal kicks itself on and it catches sight of Vash cleaning a large cross. Only one of the arms is open showing a row of handguns. Vash is very carefully giving the Cross Punisher a full tune up and cleaning. At the moment he's got one of the smaller handgun apart and checking it for any possible malfunctions before giving it a cleaning and putting it back in it's place.]

Hard to believe it's been another year already. [He talks out loud to himself. Or his two cats as he's unaware the journal turned itself on.] Noah would be two years old today. I'm sure that kid is doing just fine. After all, with parents like that no wise person would stand a chance messing with him.

[He dabs at an eye that's starting to water.] Don't worry; kid. We haven't given up on you. It may take a little more time, but I promise to find you. I will. [His hands slip and he ends up dropping part of the gun. With a soft chuckle he picks it up again. Dropping things when no one was around to see. It just wasn't like him.] Heh. Opps.

[Vash falls quiet as he continues on his chore. His back turned to the camera, but he often drops things and has to pick them up again. The outlaw's shoulders start to shake the more his fingers fumble and yes, those are soft sobs that can be heard. Thinking he's alone he's not at all ashamed by his tears.] I just... I really hope- where ever you are... I hope you have a happy birthday, Noah.

[Action]

[When he's finished his task Vash will clean himself up and hit up his usual haunts as he leaves the ice building. Helping with the flowers at Azalea. Working with a happy smile and having lunch at Seventh Heaven. Now that his death penalty was removed he'll pick up a "light" snack of a dozen doughnuts from the bakery. Munching them as he takes a short walk around the forest before winding up in Good Spirits to end the day.]

Comments

[Voice]

[snapturtle]

[B'Elanna doesn't really know Vash very well, but when she sees this... its a little disturbing. This is certainly a far cry from the goofy, jovial blonde that she's become acquainted with.

... Does he even know the journal is on? ... Maybe she should clue him in.]

Hey... you okay?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash jumps at hearing another voice in his house. His sharp senses not having alerted him to anyone opening a door or window to get in. Although he would have been impressed by someone coming in via the window. He turns and with a smile mixed of amusement and pain it doesn't take him long to catch on his journal has turned itself on. He could have sworn he had a brick on that thing just before.]

I'm alright. [He sets his tools down to approach the journal. Still not too ashamed by his tears. When one loses a child; missing them and crying over their loss is not something to be ashamed of in his mind.] I-- I'm just missing a couple dear friends of mine.

[Voice] Pfft Wow wrong journal. I'm on a roll today XD

[snapturtle]

[Poor guy. She feels for him. She misses some of her friends too.]

I understand.

If I may ask... who's Noah?

[Voice] XD No worries I have those types of rolls ALL the time!!

[goldenglasses]

Noah... [He takes a deep breath as he shuts his eyes. Knowing this was going to be hard to say. He takes a moment to compose what he needs to say in his head before speaking it. Knowing that if he pauses or stops it will be harder to get out.] Noah is my godson. He was born here in Luceti and when his parents were sent home the Malnosso took him away from me. [It's not until it's all out that he opens his eyes again.]

Voice

[takesyoubytheheart]

[Mickey is still a relatively new friend to Vash, but to the mouse, he already thinks of them as close. So he speaks as gently as he can.]

I'm sure they'll have a real happy birthday.

Voice

[goldenglasses]

[He's a bit surprised by the voice. His journal hasn't decided to turn itself on in some time. Vash takes a quick swipe at his eyes as he tries to put a smile on his face for Mickey. He's not really happy, but faking it is just so natural these days for him he can't seem to stop it.]

Ah, Mickey... yeah. I- I'm sure he is too.

Voice

[takesyoubytheheart]

[Mickey's own smile is genuine, but he can tell something is off.]

Hey... would he want you to strain so much?

Voice

[goldenglasses]

[With a mother like Milly?] Heh, no. He wouldn't. [And a father like Wolfwood?] Actually, he'd probably hit my knee for it until he was old enough to reach the top of my head and tell me to cheer up already. Heh. Hehe. [The laughter is weak, but he's trying so very hard.]

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang saw the message over the journal, but he decided not to say anything. It didn't seem right when he was in such a raw state.

But Aang is at the bakery when Vash arrives. He waits for the right opportunity. Then he quietly approaches the older one and wraps him in a hug.]

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Aang may be a bit surprised by Vash's actions when he first enters the bakery. Thinking most people who heard the message have said their peace to him he goes about the day assuming everyone else had missed it.

So he's all smiles, laughs, and cheerfulness when he walks in. Just like it might have been any other day. Just excited at being able to eat doughnuts once again. A good chance to catch him in that hug is as he waits on his doughnuts.] Hey Aang. [Said with a cheerful smile expecting a greeting. A full hug does take him a little by surprise, but after a moment to catch up on the fact he's being hugged the gunman returns it.]

Heh. Thanks. [Aang. Someone who had actually gotten a chance to briefly meet Noah.]

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

Vash... Hi. [He remembers that one meeting vividly. And his heart aches because of it.

But he pulls back with a warm smile. Vash being able to eat doughnuts again was one of those little joys, those small victories of Luceti life. And Aang sure loved to celebrate the small victories.]

You know, I put together a whole lot of doughnuts today. I'm calling it the Vash Special.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Ah, really? [He wipes at a tear that was threatening to fall from his eye. Knowing if he started it would be some time before he could stop. He didn't want his sorrow to spill out into the bakery.] Well, I have to try one of them then!

[Written | Private]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Ginia takes her time reading over some of the conversations, making note of the pertinent pieces of information. A child born in Luceti taken by the Malnosso after his parents were sent away. It's a cruel thing to take a child away, especially when there were caretakers around.

She carefully chooses her words before writing them down.]

I'm sorry Noah was taken.

What does he look like? I'll keep an ear out for any information when I'm out on a mission.

[Written | Private]

[goldenglasses]

[It takes Vash a bit to respond to this message. When it does come it's a little slow and choppy. He can remember every fine detail on the baby, but writing it down was hard and he has to pause every now and again to collect himself.]

He'd be a toddler with dark hair. With beautiful blue eyes th-[The th- ends up being scribbled out. While he's tempted to be poetic; to say how he just knows that they'd be full of tenderness he stops himself. He does believe it because of Noah's mother being who she was, but for a description that might one day find him? He decides short might be better and easier to remember.] -- light blue.

Both of his parents were very tall, so he's probably going to be fairly tall himself as he grows up. [He continues on in fairly great detail. Even about the dimples the kid sometimes would get when he smiled. Basically describing a boy who would look something like this.]

[Written | Private]

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Dark hair, light blue eyes, probably tall once he was older. Ginia jots the notes down in her notepad. Ginia knows it's a slim chance she'll find out anything, but it's the effort that counts.]

What color are his wings?

[Written | Private] Well, that was an awesome stroll down memory lane!

[goldenglasses]

They're brown and black. They reminded us a little bit of chicken feathers. Heh, they're actually quite cute though.

[Action]

[spellfeather]

[The talk of family was certainly a very sensitive subject, and Karis was unsure if she should even respond to his accidental audio. What would she even say? She had no clue, and opted to not respond, though it certainly would linger in her mind, even when she ended up at the bar in Good Spirits that evening, completely ignorant to the possibility that she may bump into Vash while there.]

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Karis may be in for a small surprise when Vash eventually enters Good Spirits later that day. If he had spent the afternoon sobbing, which he had, it doesn't show in the smile he has on his face or the jovial tone to his voice.]

Hello, every one! Nice night out! HAHAHHAA! [He shouts it to no one in particular. Not even expecting a greeting back as he sits himself down at the bar.] Let's start with a glass of the good bourbon tonight! [He'll call out to the bartender. He hasn't yet noticed Karis in the bar.]

[Action]

[spellfeather]

[Vash's shouting makes her jump enough where she almost spills her drink. She simply stares, dumbfounded at how happy he seemed. Karis finally shakes herself out of her dumbfounded state to actually say something.] By the archmages Vash, you know how to make someone almost jump out of their skin by that shouting alone! [She smiles at her exaggeration.]

voice;

[unfringed]

Was Noah your son?

[He speaks hesitantly, because he knows what it's like with sons.]

voice;

[goldenglasses]

No, but he is my godson. The son of my two best friends. He's very important to me.

voice;

[unfringed]

Why do you say he "would" be two today? Did something happen to him?

[rashness]

'Ey Vash, what are you having today?

[ Rin is coming in to check on Seventh Heaven during his lunch break from the school. It's a much longer commute to here from the Battle Dome than from the school itself. But he wanted to check something in the kitchen to make sure Mecha Sanji didn't ruinate anything. And possibly cook up something for himself ]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is all grins and smiles when he sits down for some lunch. If he had been a crying wreak only a couple hours beforehand he shows no outward sign of it now.]

Hmmm, I was thinking a stack of salmon sandwiches would really hit the spot today! Need to keep up the energy so I can help clear tables in a bit!

[rashness]

Okay! How many of 'em!

[ Because that would be something to do - Vash can eat a lot! He says this with some gusto ]