Vash the Stampede (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
goldenglasses) wrote2014-09-24 09:13 pm
goldenglasses) wrote2014-09-24 09:13 pm
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[Action/Accidental Music]
[Forest]
[It was getting colder so Vash was spending more time out in the woods. Enjoying the nature that was turning colors and feeling just a little sad watching some of the flowers he had planted in Rem's memory dying once more.] Well, little guys. I suppose it's nearly time for you to sleep again, huh? [Yes, he talks to flowers.] You were very pretty this year. I'll-- [He always sees Rem in his mind when he's out in the forest, but then she's just suddenly there. Vash's heart clenches tight in his chest for a moment as she looks down at something he can't see. Not that he notices, too busy staring at her happy smile.]
R-Rem! You're back! I can't believe it! [She was alive again. Where he can finally see her in person again.] Rem! [Why wasn't she answering him? He steps forward to touch her.] Ah, maybe you don't remember- [Something wasn't right. His eye sight had picked it up right from the start the way she wasn't quiet there. Yet his mind refused to believe it.] It's me, Vash. I've grown-- [Only he can't deny what his eyes see once his hand passes right through her arm. It's also then that he realizes he's been crying the whole time.]
Rem. [Even though she is nothing but a memory he can't look away. Soaking in this rare moment to see her. The ghost of her laughter in his mind. Or did he really hear it? Then the image starts to fade.] No. Don't go, Rem! Please don't go. [The plea is empty. He knows she's not really there. Yet it hurt to watch her go once again.]
[Outside Houses 6 and 5 - All week, any time]
[It didn't take Vash long to figure out what was going on. As soon as he did he parked himself outside houses 6 and 5. Either standing or squatting quietly between the two buildings. Eyes calm as he stares at the empty homes. For hours and hours nothing will happen, but Vash has a hundred and thirty years of practice under his belt. He hardly notices the hours ticking by. Only noticing days by the sun setting and rising which is when he heads home for bed.
Eventually his quiet and patient waiting will be rewarded by brief images throughout the days. A pre-teen Wolfwood dragging his cross behind him gets a smile from the gunman. Then there's a man with a long nose making a snowman in the front yard. He can almost smell the cigarette smoke as he watches Sanji yell from the kitchen window. At one point Meryl walks by. Seems she was upset by something that day, probably something he did. A man with white hair sits quietly on the roof. The roof seems to be a popular spot as Nami suddenly drops in the day after. One of his favorites is watching Milly wrangle a Christmas tree into the house with Noah in her arms.
He's happy to wait for the images to come. These now being the only way to see his family.]
[Accidental Music]
[It's a bit after watching a certain skeleton fade through the front door of house six does Vash think of something to do to pass the time between the next glimpse. He takes a now well used harmonica and starts to play. Of course he doesn't realize that the motion to take out the harmonica has turned the recording to the journal on. At some point the song will slowly change into another song. Eventually he'll catch on his journal is recording, but even after his turns it off he'll continue his vigil and play bits of songs he's heard during his time his time in Luceti as best he can on his humble instrument. Uncaring whatever the weather may be that day.]
[It was getting colder so Vash was spending more time out in the woods. Enjoying the nature that was turning colors and feeling just a little sad watching some of the flowers he had planted in Rem's memory dying once more.] Well, little guys. I suppose it's nearly time for you to sleep again, huh? [Yes, he talks to flowers.] You were very pretty this year. I'll-- [He always sees Rem in his mind when he's out in the forest, but then she's just suddenly there. Vash's heart clenches tight in his chest for a moment as she looks down at something he can't see. Not that he notices, too busy staring at her happy smile.]
[Outside Houses 6 and 5 - All week, any time]
[It didn't take Vash long to figure out what was going on. As soon as he did he parked himself outside houses 6 and 5. Either standing or squatting quietly between the two buildings. Eyes calm as he stares at the empty homes. For hours and hours nothing will happen, but Vash has a hundred and thirty years of practice under his belt. He hardly notices the hours ticking by. Only noticing days by the sun setting and rising which is when he heads home for bed.
Eventually his quiet and patient waiting will be rewarded by brief images throughout the days. A pre-teen Wolfwood dragging his cross behind him gets a smile from the gunman. Then there's a man with a long nose making a snowman in the front yard. He can almost smell the cigarette smoke as he watches Sanji yell from the kitchen window. At one point Meryl walks by. Seems she was upset by something that day, probably something he did. A man with white hair sits quietly on the roof. The roof seems to be a popular spot as Nami suddenly drops in the day after. One of his favorites is watching Milly wrangle a Christmas tree into the house with Noah in her arms.
He's happy to wait for the images to come. These now being the only way to see his family.]
[Accidental Music]
[It's a bit after watching a certain skeleton fade through the front door of house six does Vash think of something to do to pass the time between the next glimpse. He takes a now well used harmonica and starts to play. Of course he doesn't realize that the motion to take out the harmonica has turned the recording to the journal on. At some point the song will slowly change into another song. Eventually he'll catch on his journal is recording, but even after his turns it off he'll continue his vigil and play bits of songs he's heard during his time his time in Luceti as best he can on his humble instrument. Uncaring whatever the weather may be that day.]
[Voice]
[THE OTHER VASH HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT A JERK THE FEW TIMES THEY'VE TALKED OKAY. He spoke to his nice personality so few times before Vash died, he's come to think the mean one is the real thing, just like the first time they met.]
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W-what did I do? Was my playing really that bad?
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Do you have any suggestions on what I could do better next time?
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[...he doesn't sound pissed off. Shikamaru wasn't prepared for this response.]
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[He knows you can do that for guitars and stuff.]
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Maybe you need to clean it?
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Clean it? [As the harmonica was a gift, Vash has always tried to keep the instrument clean, but he's happy to give the kid a compliment.] Oh! Good thinking! Yeah! It has been awhile! I'll give it a clean when I get home. Thanks!
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[...] You seem really happy.
[Said as if this is a strange thing. It is to him at least - he doesn't know what to make of it.]
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Am I really that grumpy?
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Um. It's okay. [HE THINKS...] The important thing is you apologized. I mean, you mean it, right? You're not lying just to get me off your case?
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But I'm not sure I'm the same me that you know.
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[Not to mention one who cared less about his looks. No more broom hair or trademark red coat like Vash now wears.]
Would it be alright if we start over?
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Yes. That's fine.
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[Vash clears his throat a couple times the grins wide with excitement in his voice.] My name is Vash! A pleasure to meet you!
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