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[Vash has been putting this off. Someone he doesn’t trust, taking him, and poking at him leaves a bad taste in his mouth; but with Knives here…]

[Filtered to John // 100% Unhackable]

I need to speak to you.

[Filtered to Wolfwood and Meryl // 100% Unhackable]

Where are you? I need to talk to you.

[Filtered to Knives // 100% Unhackable]

…

[Yeah? What were you going to say to him? Behave while I’m gone?]

[End Filter]

[After business has been taken care of and he’s talked to those he needed to, Vash heads out into the forest aiming for a river. It’s long past time to intensify his training with the spirits. For those who have gotten to know happy and laid back Vash - this is not him. He’s taking this training with Sona very serious right now and isn’t very chatty. His glasses are on.]

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No, I can do this over the journals. [Then again... if you figure things out. He should do this face to face.]

But, I'm not too far myself. Might as well meet up.

[He nods to that.]

I'll be waiting outside of the apartments, when you get here.

Alright. I'll be there soon. [Off he heads!]

[And here he waits. While he's not entirely sure what you want to talk about, he has a few ideas that could very well be the case, with someone like you. But more importantly, he knows that he's going to probably need a new pack of cigarettes.

See? Already smoking one by the time you get here.]

[And he starts out casual.] Hey, Wolfwood. [Don't you just love him sometimes?]

[Oh, come on, Vash. You know he's not casual about things like srsly-worded entries to meet somewhere. B|]

Hey.

[Straight to the point, as always:]

What's going on?

[Vash lets out a sigh. Might as well get it out and over with.]

I'm... I'm going to leaving for a bit. [Vash gives you a level stare.] And I'm not sure how Knives will take it if finds out I'm gone.

[Ahh, it was idea #3, in Wolfwood's head. Fantastic.

Of course, unspoken or not, he figures Vash knows he'll keep the peace and take care of stuff while the idiot's gone, if he at all can.]

Where are you off to, Needle Noggin? Don't tell me you're running off to get yourself into any trouble, with everything that's been happening recently.

[Damn it, he almost didn't want to warn you because of all these hard questions!]

No, no trouble. As long as Knives doesn't find out, I think things will be fine.

Oh, then you're just going on a hike for no particular reason?

[This face thinks otherwise, of course.]

No, it's just... something I need to take care of.

[He studies that look, is silent for a moment while the smoke drifts out of his shrinking cigarette, and then he patiently closes his eyes.]

All right. Just don't take too long, or you'll worry people.

[He was leaving Knives and Legato to Wolfwood's eye, which means this wasn't exactly about them. And if it wasn't, Wolfwood can only really say that this was none of his business; if he had something to deal with on his own, he wouldn't want Vash to pester him with the details.

So he's not going to to that.]

I'll try not to. Shouldn't be more than three or four days, I think. [That's how long it's seemed to take for others at least. Once he realizes that there isn't going to be too many prying questions, his shoulders relax just a little bit. He was not looking forward to possibly explaining how he had died a year ago.]

[He just nods at first. He doesn't have to say 'be careful', or 'come back soon'. Those are all things he knows Vash would be aware of people saying. And even during the past times Wolfwood'd told him those very things, he knows it was about as impacting as a silent nod.

Instead...:]

You should take yourself a bottle of whiskey, in case you need it.

[Yeaaaaaaah, he doubts the droids will let him keep something like that.]

Might not be a bad idea.

[He sighs, but it's not lacking the usual light-heartedness—hell, he even manages a tiny little smile at the thought of it.]

Always worth a shot.

Just, keep yourself safe. [That's all he asks. He's going to be pissed if he does this to try to protect people better to find out you died while he did it. |< ]

[Oh, don't be such a damn worrywart!]

I'll do my best. Promise.

Alright then. [He trusts you Wolfwood, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut he's going to worry anyway.]

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[Filtered//Unhackable] All good! Turns out I don't need to run off to NYC now! Yay phone interview!

Re: [Filtered//Unhackable] what a handy invention, the phone! |D

[Filtered//Unhackable] Saving me 160+ dollars!

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