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[It’s been a few days since the draft, but even though he hadn’t been sleeping very well the last couple nights, last night was better. Really, it’s hard sometimes to feel down with Milly around again. That unshakable optimism must be contagious. Or maybe it was the fact that he hadn’t had any feeling of Knives being close since he returned from the draft. Maybe he was sent home! That would be nice.

They had all been brought together again. It feels almost like a dream as it would have been impossible back home, but now not only were the four of them together once again, they had a home together. A place they always knew where to find each other at the end of the day. It was also hard to believe, as he thought about it, how many friends he had grown so close to after being here for over a year. Good friends.

Really, it’s hard to hate Luceti when it’s given you all that.

So Vash is visiting his favorite spots. The flower shop is first on his list, then it’s to the bakery for some lunch! He’ll take his haul of donuts to the fountain to catch up on his people watching until they’re all gone. He doesn’t have too long to linger there, with the weather warming up and the snow melting he heads out into the forest to see if any of the flowers he’s planted have started to grow back yet.

Okay… so that’s a bit of a disappointment - BUT IT’S OKAY! The snow is only just starting to melt so they still have time to wake up and start growing. Besides, he likes the snow, he’s a little sad to see it go. He thinks Milly would have loved to play in it.

He had intended to head home after checking on the flowers, but it was so nice out that he changed his mind. Opting to pull his harmonica out and practicing a bit on it. Of course as the journals like to do, it turns on against his will and records the music that he plays for awhile. Then he talks out loud to himself for a bit.]

I can’t wait to see your flowers bloom again, Rem. I know they’ll be beautiful when they do. I’ve been trying to take very good care of them for you.

It’s nice here, when it’s quiet like this. I haven’t forgotten what I have to do back home, but I really like these peaceful days here.

[A pause.]

I did the best I could, Rem, but I’m not sure if I really did anything at all. I wonder what you would have done differently. Was there something I didn’t see? Something else I could have done? I sometimes wish you were here with me again.

[This entry will be locked from Knives, Legato, and Yuber by the end of the day.]

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[You're leaning back now? GOOD! He'll turn around again now that he isn't going to get smoke blown into his face.]

I didn't realize you helped me out so much and followed me around everywhere just because I could find you good donuts.

Hey, good food is good food. And I happen to be a lover of it.

[oh, one of those donuts suddenly vanished. Where'd it go? Who knoooows.]

Hey! Stop that! [Sliiiiiiiiiiding down that bench.] Don't you have anyone else you could be tormenting?

[Oh hey, he's suddenly snacking on something. Probably part of a donut. |D]

Well, I could torment Sanji, but he's got a violent streak in him. I'm much safer bullying you.

[AM I JOKING OR NO—

Aww, hell, you know he means it. >:^D]

[Vash is going to pout and eat his own donut.]

I want my bed back. Shouldn't you be out getting Milly her own?

[He grins.]

If you weren't so busy stuffing your face with donuts, maybe you'd know I've already got that all handled. Unless you don't want that bed back. Which is fine with me—I'll just roll it down the stairs as promised, or something.

You did!? Great! Maybe I'll get some sleep tonight!

...leave my bed alone. I still don't know why I had to give up my bed. Aren't priests suppose to be charitable?

Oh please, you could sleep in a tree if you had to.

And besides, I've been very charitable. For example—would you like a cigarette, Vash?

Wolfwood, charitable is not offering someone something you KNOW they don't like.

Oh, whoops. I had no clue you weren't a fan of cigarettes. Aw, well, at least I asked.

YES YOU DO! YOU KNOW I HATE THOSE THINGS!

[Hell yes, he is in such a trolling mood today.]

What? I can't read minds, Vash. I'm just a humble priest, y'know.

Fine. If you're in such a sharing mood. [He holds out his hand.] I'll take one then. [Not that he has plans to take the whole package and toss them as far as he can once you take them out of your pocket or anything like that.]

[God, do you really think he'd fall for that.]

I'd rather you not throw my pack clear across the plaza, a-thank you.

Come on, I'm curious. You and Sanji seem to like them even knowing how bad they are for you. There must be something good about them right?

....

Nnnnnope, they're generally bad. On every level.

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Then why do you smoke them so much?

Aaaah, I don't know. It's hard to stop once you start. Guess it's just one of those addictions that sticks with you; I've gone a day without 'em, once, back home. But then I almost killed the bartender.

[EXAGGERATING OR NOT, who knoooows.]

All for a stupid stick that will kill you.

Give me one anyway. You offered.

[Because damn it. He wants back at you SOMEHOW even if it's just getting one away from you.]

[Smirk. He hands one cigarette over, and then proceeds to smoke his own, knowing you're probably just going to get rid of one.]

[You bet. And thanks! Now he knows which pocket they're in. You just enjoy that cigarette there as he turns the on you gave him over and over in his hands. Apparently trying to figure out the master secret to them. Then suddenly, without any warning, he's moving and attempting to raid that pocket of yours.]

[Oho. Go ahead. Take them.

He puts up no resistance; nope, he just smokes his cigarette all chill-like.]

[The lack or resistance concerns him a bit. Maybe it's because you have more... maybe it's because they're free... or maybe... just maybe... this pack is empty?

Checking that out.]

[Yeaaah, it's a full pack. Weird, huh?

But he's just chill as fuck. It's a mystery.]

Something wrong, spikey?

No. Nothing wrong. [Besides the fact that you're kinda creeping him out. Taking his donut bag and standing up. If he's going to do something to your cigarettes he'd better get his haul somewhere safe.]

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