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[The journal falls open just in time to catch a pained gasp, followed by some rather upset sniffling.] T-t-that hurt! B-but R-R-Rem said dreams aren’t s-suppose to hurt! It’s so cold. Rem! Kn-nives! [Finally the journal catches a glimpse of little Vash as he shakily tries to stand up in it‘s view. His trade mark spiky hair is gone. Instead it falls most the way down his back, but those eyes and that mole are the same. He‘s also severely underdressed in just the new feather pants. Look ma! No scars!] W-Where are you?! Joey? J-Joey, can you h-hear me?! W-what part of the s-s-ship is this?!

[There’s a pause as if he’s waiting for someone to answer, then he tries to take a step forward. Instead of moving his feet come flying out from under him and he lands hard on ice again with a frightened yelp. Once he gets his breath back the soft sobbing starts up again.] Rem. P-p-please help me, R-Rem. Where are y-you?

(ooc: Space and time? What is that? Whoever wants to run into poor Vash is welcome. He’s stuck out on the frozen lake!)

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[This is why you always wear layers, kids! Kenshin is out taking a walk when he spots a child who's extremely under-dressed for the weather. He makes his way over and pulls off his kimono, handing it to the kid.]

Here, you must be cold. Are you lost?

[Vash slowly reaches out for the kimono, but he's not looking at it. He's too busy staring at shock at you.] You're not suppose to be awake yet... did Joey wake you up?

[Kenshin gives the boy a blank look and then shakes his head.]

This one isn't quite sure what you're talking about, young one. Who's Joey?

Joey's the c-captain. He decides what to do. We haven't found our new home yet! Rem says that all the s-sleeping people aren't suppose to wake up until we find it! [He finally takes the kimono, but is too distracted to put it on.]

[Seeing the boy's confusion, Kenshin kneels next to him and drapes the kimono around his shoulders. A newfeather, then, or near enough. He isn't going to press the issue. What's most important is that he get inside, out of the snow ~~(and that Kenshin doesn't look like a pervy old guy with candy and an unmarked van)~~.]

This one is very much awake, as you can see. Come on, you must be frozen.

[He takes the boy's hand.]

Were you on a ship before? [Kenshin's thinking of the kind of ship with sails and a rudder, but the idea's the same.]

[Rem didn't think to teach Vash about Stranger Danger while he was on a ship with only seven people on it. Nope, she just filled his head with dreams about how great it will be when there are lots of people around again. So he takes your hand with no hesitation at all.]

Y-y-yes. The s-ship to find a new h-home! [Give him a second. Snuggling into the clothes.] Where's R-Rem?

[So it's a really good thing that Kenshin isn't a creeper with candy and a van, then. Good to know. The rurouni smiles when Vash finally figures out that clothes are for wearing. He doesn't want a small person freezing to death on his conscience.]

A new home, mm? And where is this new home?

[He frowns. Oh dear.]

...This one doesn't know a Rem, young one, though it's possible that there might be a Rem in the village.

W-we don't kn-know yet. We s-still have to f-f-find it. [Even with the clothes it's going to take a bit for the shivers to slow down.]

V-village? [And finally taking note of those wings, he tears up a bit.] Are... a-are we dead?

There's a town not far from here. We can go there to get warm, if you'd like.

[He sighs. What sort of life could this child have led before if that's the first thing he thinks?]

No, we're not dead. We're somewhere else now, that's all.

[He smiles and holds out his hand.]

Come, tell this one about the new home you're looking for.

[Vash grips tightly to your hand and arm as he stands unsteadily on the ice. He's fallen enough times and doesn't want to fall again - so sorry for that death grip.] But! I c-can't be somewhere el-else! R-Rem says there's no air-r in s-space!

[Progress! Kenshin doesn't mind the death grip, especially if it means that the boy will actually come with him instead of standing out in the cold and freezing to death. The rurouni starts gently pulling him in the direction of the town.]

Oro? Space?

[He's going to keep that nervous, death grip on your arm as he takes each tentative step. Every so often, starting to slip and somehow squeezing your hand even harder when that happens.]

Yes. S-space.

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