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[He was dreaming, he was out in the forest, but this wasn’t like most of the dreams he had that were in the forest. He was fighting someone, but who…? Legato? No! It was---!!] Wolfwood! [His stressed brain works over time as it seems to take everything in at once. He’s in his room. Something cold on his wrist - handcuffs - his ankle too. The end of the fight comes running back to him. Wolfwood was alive and taking safety measures.

Good. He deserved to be chained up like a monster. Just thinking about what he’d done makes his stomach turn. Without even really thinking about it he slides himself up trying to bring his knees to his chest. He should call for Wolfwood, make sure he was alright and to get out of these chains, but… he just couldn’t look him in the face right now. I tried to kill him. Ugh. He lowers his head; afraid he really was going to be sick.

Then sometime after one of his roommates have set him free and he can get to his journal he‘ll put up a filter, although it takes him a long time to speak into it after it goes up.]

[Filtered from Legato // 100% Unhackable]

[At first his speaking is very quick and precise, like he’s rehearsed this. That won’t last long though.] Everyone, I’m sorry, if you spoke or met me recently that… it… it wasn- [A sigh and maybe what could be the sound of a piece of paper being crumpled.] I can’t say it wasn’t me, it was… but I would never… what I said these last couple weeks, I would never normally say or do those things. I am so sorry. So, very sorry. [He not even going to bother to ask you all to forgive him.]

[Filtered to Kaori // 100% Unhackable]

Are you alright? I… I’m so sorry that I hurt you.

[Written to Legato // 100% Filtered.]

[Vash hesitates on this. He’s pretty sure Legato would also rather pretend the last couple weeks didn’t happen, but still, Vash couldn’t do that. He also couldn‘t bring himself to speak it either. So after a long pause he quickly scribbles.]

Thank you.

[This post may or may not have been made from within Vash’s closet. He knows he has to go back outside at some point - even just to make sure Legato hasn’t gone on a rampage - he’s just not ready to face people yet.]

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I'm sorr- I uh... okay.

Jeez.

[Some of the conversation's tone has been shattered with that last outburst, meaning he can either retreat or plow ahead. And that former option is looking enticing. Vash will be Vash, and Sanji knows better than to beat his head against a wall with arguments like this.

However, there's one more point Sanji wants to make before he does anything else, and his expression smooths back into seriousness]

I don't care if you believe me or not, Vash, but for the record:

[He points at the journal]

I don't give a shit what you are, got that?

[A small humorless laugh. He wonders if you'd think the same way if you knew what he could do. In fact, before this event and the nasty reminder of just how destructive he could be, he probably wouldn't have cared as much if people found out.] Alright. Thanks, Sanji. [He's trying his best to sound sincere about that anyway, but it's hard when you think of yourself as a monster.]

[One way or another, he'll beat it into you.

But there's a time for backing off. He's said all he's wanted to say]

I'll drop by sometime this week, alright?

You don't have to.

No shit, Vash. That's not the point.

[He opens his mouth to spit out some lie about how he's alright. He'll be fine, but no. Sanji would probably pick it up anyway and he said before he was going to at least try to be more truthful with him.

So instead of trying to put on a fake smile and telling him he was alright, he just sighs.]

Maybe, later in the week will be okay.

[There's a slow, but ultimately accepting nod to Vash's answer. He'll take whatever honesty offered]

Alright.

Just-- take care of yourself in the meantime.

Don't worry, I think Wolfwood will beat me if I don't. [Sorry Sanji, the fake smile and joking is still just a natural thing now to him. Friend or not it still slips by at times.]

[In Vash's defense (for once), there's some truth to that statement anyway - Wolfwood will beat him.]

Good luck dodging.

[A soft hum to show he heard, but really, he has no plans to argue with Wolfwood for awhile right now.]

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