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[It’s a quiet day in Vash’s room; a quiet that is broken by a thump as his journal falls to the floor beside his desk. Then the camera is suddenly blocked as ~~death from above!~~ a black cat jumps down on top of the journal and begins batting and ripping at the corners of the flapping pages. The cat suddenly stops it’s attack and freezes up when a door opens and the sounds of footfalls can be heard followed shortly by the sloshing of water.

How dare the funny man in the red coat pay more attention to those flowers than her! Kitty is off and the journal is left with a view of Vash’s wall as he suddenly yelps as the cat uses her claws to get his attention.]

Oh, hey there kitty, shouldn’t you be in Wolfwood’s room terrorizing him? [There’s a soft mew from the cat followed by the squeaking of bed springs.] Hmm, you really do need a name, we can’t just keep calling you ‘the cat’ forever and Wolfwood was pretty adamant about not naming you Nichole. [A chuckle here. Yes, he finds himself funny.]

Hm, but what would suit you? Sally? Naw, you don’t look like a Sally to me. Hm, maybe Bailey or Buttons? No, not Buttons… Bailey isn’t too bad, but I bet I could do better. Milo - nah, that’s more suited for a male cat. Zig-zag? No, that’s just silly. Oh! I know! How about Tesla! I’ve always liked that name. What do you think? Do you like Tesla? [There is a pleased purring sound from the cat, from the name or the petting she’s getting it’s hard to tell.]

I think it will do. [A contented chuckle.] Never thought I’d have a pet. It’s hard to take care of one when you’re moving all the time. It’s nice. I think I kind of like staying in one place. Don’t you, Tesla? A whole year, I think that might be a new record.

[It’s Vash’s one year anniversary today! He’s so proud of himself for managing to not knock over any buildings during that time! You may have to yell a bit loudly if you’d like to interrupt this “important” conversation as his journal is on the opposite side of the desk. If you just keep listening you might hear more!]

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[Hoshit, a black cat? Soul has bad experiences with black cats, so this catches his eye.]

...That cat doesn't talk and do magic, does it?

Hmm? [Was that a voice? Vash falls silent for a moment, although there is a sound that sounds like someone getting up off a bed. Where did his journal go?] Hello?

[Sigh.]

Hey. [Louder this time.]

[Ah, there it is, there's a brief muttering disapproval directed at the cat before a filter goes up.] No, it's just a cat. It doesn't talk or have magical powers.

[A sigh of relief.] Great. Blair is the last thing I need right now.

... Hn, so you been here a whole year, then.

Yeah, I have. Hard to believe sometimes.

Hm. I've been here two weeks and I'm slowly losing my cool.

Definitely hard to believe you haven't gone insane after a year... Pretty cool of you, though.

Well, I kinda like it here. Well, when no experiments are happening. The forest is beautiful and there are plenty of nice people to talk to.

... You're one of those, "always look on the bright side of life," kind of guys, aren't you?

Yeah, how'd you know that?

... I'm psychic.

Oh.

...really? [Because you never know in Luceti.]

.....................................

No, not really! [Seriously, can't you detect sarcasm?]

Ooooh! Okay! Jeeze, sorry. You just can never be too sure around here. Aha...haha.

Edited 2010-11-15 20:33 (UTC)

... That so? [Never met anyone who was psychic... plus he's a n00b.]

Yeah, I've met a lot of interesting and unquie people during my year here.

[Pause.] Including psychics?

Not yet. [That he knows of.]

Hn. So far the strangest guy I've met is made of rubber.

Psychics seem average by comparison...

So you've met Luffy, I see.

[Wary look]... You're not apart of his crew too, are you?

Me? No! Not at all! I'm perfectly normal! [LOUD laughter.] No special powers or anything like him! AHAHAHA! Just normal little o'l me!

For some reason, I have trouble believing that. [Dry dry voice.]

[The laughter stops and he takes on a rather utterly confused tone.] What? That I'm not part of his crew? We're not even from the same planet.

[He is definitely not grinding his teeth...]

That you're normal.

Oh, well, I guess I am a little taller than most people. Does that count?

Edited 2010-11-16 03:31 (UTC)

[Takes a minute to regain his cool. Really, he can deal with dumbasses. He deals with Black*Star all the time, right? But Soul gets the feeling Vash is just playing the fool and that is what's pissing him off.]

... No. Dunno how you're not normal, but that show you put on made it pretty obvious that you're hiding something. [His tone also says that he doesn't really care to know what it is Vash is hiding, he's just stating it because he wants to make a point.]

[Shrugs with a sigh as if he's bored.] If you say so.

Hn. Whatever it is, that's your business. [Small grin.]

You're a cool guy, you got a name?

Me? Cool!?

[And then quickly speaking in a deep, 'manly' voice.] Uh-um, I mean of course I'm cool! Probably the coolest man here! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[Then back in his normal voice, like he wasn't just acting like a deep.] Oh - and it's Jordan.

[He suddenly regrets calling you cool.]

Ah... Right. [>.>]

[You just can't stop lying can you, Vash? Now he just doesn't even know.] .... Jordan, huh? [skeptical, unsure]

Yup! What's your name friend?

It's Soul.

Soul, huh? I like it!

Thanks...

I'd say I like yours if it was your real name. [He's about 50/50 on that, actually, but he figures this is the coolest way to find out.]

Uh... okay.

Then what's my name then? As I apparently don't know my own name.

[So you like playing hard to get, do you, Vash?]

Hm... you look like an Ogilvie Stickbottom, to me.

Ogg..vee what?

Ogilvie Stickbottom. [Completely casual.]

Stickbottom is easier to say though. [This is your new nickname, Vash.]

Stickbottom... riiiiiiight.

[Nod.]

So, Stickbottom. You like music?

Yeah, who doesn't like music? I've been learning how to play the harmonica lately too.

I've met a couple people who don't like it. Ch, uncool.

[Ah~ Harmonica, a blues instrument, the sister genre of jazz. He smiles pretty genuinely at that.]

I'll have to hear you play sometime.

Oh well, I'm not too great at it just yet. Still just learning. [He's past the horrible and bad stage, but still very much amaturish.]

[He nods, understanding the beginner's feeling.]

Ah. So there're music teachers in this place?

(ooc: also, I forgot to mention before that Soul chose Stickbottom because Vash has a broom head so the rest of him is the shaft. Hence, Stickbottom :'D)

Yes, my friend Brook has been teaching me how to play. I haven't yet thought up an instrument that he can't play and play well.

(ooc: Awesome! You get a gold star for new creativity!)

[Soul raises his eyebrows at that. A diverse musician. Impressive.]

Really. [More statement than question.] Hn. I should meet this guy.

(ooc: /WINS)

Well, uh... just keep your mind open when you meet him. He's a good guy.

An open mind...? [What do you mean by that, Stickbottom?]

Well, you see... Brook, well... he's kinda... a skeleton.

[After seeing the Demon God Asura reform himself from a sack of his own skin, Soul isn't that shocked, but he still blinks a couple times, absorbing this information.]

Huh. He's just bones, then?

And hair. [He rocks that afro.] He's really a good guy.

[Okaaaaay...]

Guess I'll have to see for myself...

I guess so. He's a great teacher if you were interested in picking up an instrument.

Ah. I play. Heh, I think it'd be cool to pick up a new sound from a skeleton.

That's a good way to think! [Better than being afraid of him.]

Mmn. Thanks, Stickbottom.

I'll be down at the Good Spirits bar. Heard they got a piano there.

See you around.

...enjoy yourself, kid.

Vash? You've been here that long?

[GAHHH! The wall is calling his name! Oh wait. His journal has gone missing. Stupid cat! Give him a second to get off the bed and pick it up.

Oh, and suddenly there's a filter on here.]

Ah... yeah, time sure does fly, doesn't it? Ahahaha...

Are you alright?

Yeah, I just see the cat decided to make a play thing out of my journal instead of you know... all the toys I've brought her to play with instead.

Cats do that a lot. Al has two, and sometimes it's difficult to keep up with them.

Yeah, she can be a trouble maker, but at least I'm not her normal target.

And who might the poor soul be?

My friend Wolfwood, she finds his bed to be the most comfortable of all the beds!

Does she often kick him out, or share?

Well, usually what happens is that Wolfwood yells then tries to kick her out.

Is he allergic?

No, I guess he's just not a cat person.

That's too bad. I wonder if they'd get along if he was.

[Vash shrugs] I suppose it doesn't matter. He already tried to give her away once and she found her way back, so I guess we're just stuck with her.

Tried to give her away?

Yeah, gave her to Jack Sparrow. He didn't like her much either I guess.

Good thing she doesn't have to spend any more time with him.

I think Jack feels the same way.

She hassled him too?

Considering how quickly he tried to return her? I wouldn't be surprise.

Could you tell her I applaud her work for me?

One moment! [Vash leans away from the camera for a second to scratch Tesla behind her ear.] Do you hear that Tesla? Winry applauds your great work! [The kitty purrs happily at the scratching as Vash leans back towards the journal.]

She says thanks.

She's very welcome. How've you been, Vash?

[Well, I ran into my mortal enemy bleeding to death during the last experiment and saved his life, which made my best friend hate me, oh - and the mortal enemy didn't appreciate being saved so he rubbed the lowest moment of my life into my face. BUT! That was last week and my best friend forgave me, by nailing my bedroom door shut, sooooooo-] Not to bad, really.

I'm glad to hear that. No need for a check up, then?

Nope! Not yet, I've been taking good care of it, now that it's stop raining monsters and earthquakes.

Great! Just let me know when you need a tune up.

I wouldn't go to anyone else, but I'm hoping Luceti stays nice enough that I won't need one right away.

Even if it does stay calm, you should schedule routine maintenance checks. That way it'll be sure to keep up when times get tough.

[Vash chuckles slightly to himself, he's so use to going years without seeing his mechanic that he's gotten pretty good at giving himself his own tune ups, but even he knows how good it feels to have a skill and being able to use it, so...]

I suppose it couldn't hurt to stop in sometime soon for a tune up.

[He didn't really like having to do it himself anyway.]

Just let me know when you can, okay?

Well, I'm free pretty much anytime. Well, except tonight. I told a friend I'd meet him at the bar later.

How about Wednesday? I'll be ready then.

Sounds good, I'll be sure to be there!

[Said more to herself. Guess she didn't realize she'd activated the voice function on her end as well. She'll get used to this talking journal thing, really, just give her a day.]

Cat Reaper would be a good name, too.

[And a voice come from away from the journal - as he hasn't found it just yet, but he heard you.]

C-cat Reaper? That doesn't sound like a nice name! [And the voice grows a little louder towards the end. Someone's getting closer!]

[Oh, it talked back!]

I suppose it is a bit grim. Midnight Sunshine, then, because she's black?

[And now the book is picked up and you can see a spiky headed man. Give him a few minutes to put up a filter.]

Well, that is a nicer name, but it's a bit long isn't it?

[Her ships were called Going Merry and Thousand Sunny.]

You can always give her a shorter nickname.

I'm thinking I'm starting to like Tesla.

Does it have any significance?

~~[Holy crap YES - just wrong Trigun universe.]~~ No, I just think it sounds nice.

Does your name have significance? Or does it also just sound nice?

I don't know. I don't think it has any real significance.

I'm sure it's a nice enough name, anyway.

Yeah, it's a pretty nice name. [And now that he's got things a bit more settled with his journal, he actually stops and pays closer attention to the sound of those coming out of it.

Don't mind him as he tries to get a closer look at your picture in that journal. You seem familiar.]

[That's an interesting face you're pulling in the camera. Robin giggles.]

I suppose you're not one for sharing, though?

Oh... sorry, it's just that, uh, well...

...your name doesn't happen to be Robin is it?

How did you...?

[Inhale. Calm down. Exhale. Good.]

Indeed.

[Though she still sounds really confused.]

Uh, sorry, my name is Vash. [And by the fact that you were asking his name, he's going to assume you don't remember being here before.] I know some of the other Straw Hats.

Ah...

[Wait. Other Straw Hats?]

There are others here?

O-oh! You haven't found them yet? Uh, yeah! Luffy's here, Sanji, Nami, Brook, Usopp, Chopper, and Zoro.

[Everyone but Franky... Kuma's such a jerk.

Still, it's something to smile about.]

How fortunate. Where can I find them?

Ah! Well, they live in house six, but give me a moment and I'll see if I can call one of them over the journals.

Is there a map somewhere in this journal?

Oh! Yes, hold on! [After a little fiddling up will pop the guide, but focused on the map part.] There, that's the map and guide of Luceti.

Thank you, Vash. I ought to be able to find them on my own, now.

Alright! If you call for them over the journals I'm sure they'll respond quickly. [And he's going to try to get a hold of one of them anyway.]

[She has no idea what you mean, call for them, but nods her gratitude anyway.]

Mm.

[She'll figure out the little call box thing later.]

If you end up needing any help, just come back here and I'll be able to find them for you.

[Derp, derp, derp. Getting an entry ready to try to call for Luffy.]

You called her Tesla?

[You're going to have to wait a minute for his response there. It's going to take him a little bit to find the journal and put a filter up.]

You don't think it's a nice name?

It's a very nice name. [It's also completely wrong.] Does she answer to it?

I don't know, she doesn't seem to not like it. I think it will take a little time for her to get use to it after all.

Either way it has to be better than: The Cat, right?

Why don't you try-- [...hmm, to be honest cats don't really have names; that's a human thing. But they do allow themselves to be labelled.] --Kuroneko?

Kuroneko? Hm, it is unique. [If a bit strange sounding.]

It's French. For Tesla is a silly name.

Aw, you think so? [And here he thought he had picked out a pretty name!]

For a cat. It doesn't roll off the tongue.

Hmm, I guess Kuroneko does sound unique. I'll have to ask my roommates what they think.

Why not ask what Kuroneko thinks?

Alright, I guess I could. What do you think of Kuroneko? Do you like that kitty? [And there is some purring in the background.]

[And some giggling from this end.] Do you think she likes it, then?

Well, she either likes it or the petting I did to wake her up.

Maybe she likes both.

Maybe, I'll have to keep calling her both all week and see which one she likes best.

A whole year?

But you got a cat! Is it cute?

[Yeah, sorry, Vash doesn't see anything that's written right now, but he continues to talk to his cat.]

Do you like this toy, Tesla? Are you hungry, Tesla? Hey there, Tesla! Aw, good, Tesla.

Yeah, I think I like it. [Don't mind him, just testing out his cat's new name.]

[Grumble grumble.]

Did you like, hear anything I said?

[Huh? A voice?]

Wolfwood? Did you say something?

Uh, my name is totally not Wolfwood. It's Poland!

Oh... O-OH! Hold on! [And there are some noises as Vash quickly searches his room for his journal, before he finally comes on screen and throws a filter up.]

Ah... sorry, the cat must have knocked my journal over.

It's cool, I guess. Is...it a cute cat and stuff?

Yeah, I guess she's fairly cute. Hold on. [Moving camera to get a look at the sleeping cat on his bed.]

[...]

It looks weird.

You think so? That's how most of the cats look back home.

That's totally strange. But I guess it's kind of cute.

Well, cute or not, I guess we're kinda stuck with her.

Does she like, know tricks?

Does, pestering my roommate count?

I don't know...

Can it do flips while it does it?

No, but then again, it doesn't have to, to annoy him.

What does it do?

It sleep on his bed. [It exisits.]

That's a boring cat.

[Vash laughs.] You think so? Well, maybe it is.

Teach it to do flips. [Because that's what tricks animals do obviously.]

But I don't know how to teach it... anything!

You promise treats...or something.

Well, I suppose I could try, but I don't think I'd get very far with her. She can be a very stubborn kitty when she wants to be.

[He may or may not be hanging around the bakery. Hey, you can come down here yourself, so why should he tell you when he decides to eat your favorite foods?]

A whole year, huh? I wonder how much property damage that usually amounts to...

Hey! I'll have you know I haven't caused a single building to fall down while I was here. Well... one fell with me in it - but it wasn't my fault!

Edited 2010-11-15 22:24 (UTC)

[Clapping from this end, buddy.]

Congratulations! I'll bet Meryl is so proud of ya, spikey.

...Just try to keep it this way, huh? I don't want anyone knocking on our door to kick your ass for something. [Because I might just let them~]

Ha. Ha.

Where are you, anyway? The bar?

...Nnooo... just hanging around town. Nothing special.

[Because he doesn't need to hear you asking for donuts and/or complaining that he didn't drag you along with him.]

Though, it's your anniversary in Luceti. Maybe you should get yourself to the bar—though, this time avoid the 'so-sick-I'm-puking' stage of intoxication.

I don't know, will you be there to tell me when I've had enough? Otherwise I make no promises.

Fine, fine. I'll be there. Just give me a few more hours; I have someone I have to try talking to.

[He may or may not be scouting for spirits. Maybe. Possibly.]

...have to try?

Who are you trying to get a hold of? Maybe I know where they live?

Eferin, I'm thinking.

[Answer given! :D]

If that fails, I'll try the other guys out, but I'm not very good at throwing in the towel when there's something to gain.

Oh Eferin, I haven't tried him yet. Sanji... makes it sound like his training could be rough. Maybe I should practice a bit more what I've been learning from Kipinn while you're doing that.

Yeah, I got a little info from Sanji about all those spirits. Might as well get something with a little pop behind it, if I'm gonna' learn something... We'll just see how he tosses me around before I can be sure of anything.

If you survive put in a good word for me, will ya?

I'll tell him you're sensitive and need a little hand holding~

[teasingly, as usual]

Better than being burnt to a crisp.

Geez, you're really something. I doubt the spirit of fire is going to teach you if you openly admit how big of a pansy you are, needle noggin.

Right. I'll tell Meryl that we'd better stock up on burn cream for you.

...Thanks a lot, friend.

[dickface :(]

At least I'll have a way to light your coattails on fire, afterward.

You do that and I'll teach the cat to make your room it's personal litter box.

If that little hellspawn does anything to my room, and I'm pinning it all on you.

...Maybe literally.

Well, I won't teach him anything if you leave my coat alone.

But how else am I supposed to punish you when you act stupid? I only have so many nails.

You could, you know, not punish me!

[Ha. Ha. Ha.]

Mmhmmmmmm. No.

Aw! Come on, Wolfwood! I don't even deserve half the stuff you do!

When have I ever kicked your ass when you didn't deserve it?

One moment. [There's a pause as a drawer in his desk is opened and shut, then the sounds of him flipping through the pages of another notebook.] Shall I go through the list?

You... kept a list...?

Of course I do. I need to remember what I still need to seek revenge for. [No he doesn't it. That notebook is blank.]

Well.

I still stand by what I say. You need ass-kickings like plants need water.

I DO NOT! Besides I thought priests were suppose to be all about forgiveness anyway!

I forgive you.

Just... after I knock you upside the head.

[MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO ME?]

I also thought they were suppose to practice peace.

And you're very at peace when you're unconscious, right?

[♫ they see me trollin, they hatin ♫]

What kind of church man are you!?

[The badass kind, of course!]

I can tell you what kind of church man I'm not. It'll make things way easier to explain.

[Do you hear that sound Wolfwood? It's the sound of Vash smacking his forehead.]

...Don't tell me you're so lonely you're talking to a cat. After so long, you should've been able to make at least one friend.

[Whoops, give him a minute as he searches for the journal and then puts up a filter.]

Ahahaha... I do have friends. I was just... thinking out loud... I guess...

[No problem. Sano knows the books are tricky things. He suspects they're probably evil too.]

That still sounds kind of sad, you know.

So you've really been here a whole year?

Yeah, it seems so strange sometimes, like getting to see the seasons fully change. It almost feels like I just got here yesterday

What, you don't have seasons where you're from?

And speaking of, what about the people where you're from? Don't you wonder about them? Somehow I don't think the Malnoses leave letters telling them not to worry about their missing friend.

No, not really, [Awkward, shy laugh.] you see... I come from a desert planet. So it's either hot and dry, or really hot and dry.

As for worrying about the people back home, I was told that time stand still when we leave. A friend of mine from my world was here for a whole year before I came, but I had just seen her a day or so ago.

Tesla, hm? I'd say that's pretty fittin'.

[There's a surprised yelp and some loud bed springs as Vash jumps up off the bed. Then a few banging sounds before the journal is lifted into the air showing a blond spiky haired man.]

Oh? You do, mister?

[Well that certainly wasn't the reaction he expected. Well worth the effort though. This could be interesting...]

Knew a fella with one of the same name a little while back. Clung to him like the devil though.

[Don't mind Vash. He's just been working on putting up a filter while you talked. There! Finished!]

Oh... it's a boy's name?

[Interesting... so that's how you do those fancy filters, hmm...]

Pretty sure it was. But I imagine it's one of those that could go either way.

Maybe it is, like... Casey or something like that.

Right, right. Just like Casey. Tesla seems a lil' more unique though if y'ask me.

I thought it was unique too, and it seems to fit her. She's like no other cat I've known.

Sounds like she's pretty special to ya. Not every man takes so much thought for a lil cat.

Well, everyone deserves a good name, don't you think?

Sure enough.

Still don't think I caught yours just yet.

Oh, sorry, it's Chris.

Chris it is then. You can call me Gin.

A pleasure to meet you Gin.

So her name is Tesla, now?

[There's a yelp and then after a few uh... crashing noises the sound like books being knocked over he picks up his journal. He thinks about filtering this from Legato, but hell... he knows you're here if he's reading and he knows your his friend so it's kinda pointless.]

Ah-hahahaha. Do you like it? I've gotten a few other suggestions too. Like Kuroneko, Midnight Sunshine and uh.... Cat Reaper, but I don't like Cat Reaper.

Tesla sounds fine to me, Vash. It's kind of cute.

You think so? [It's hard to miss how proud he sounds over finding a good name for a cat.]

Yes. I think she'll really like it.

That's good! I was starting to feel bad always calling it The Cat. It deserves a name if it's so intent on living with us.

I guess it's earned a name by now.

I feel like it earned it's name when it first claimed Wolfwood's bed as it's own.

She's pretty brave... or pretty stupid.

[Amused laughter] I figure it's a little bit of both.

Accurate, if she's a member of our household.

She fits right in, doesn't she?

Mm, she does. I guess our little family did need a pet.

Family, huh? [He likes the word, and no, the journal wasn't suppose to catch that.]

I think it's a good word for us, don't you?

[He blushes slightly before answering.] Yeah, I guess it is.

I'm glad... I'm glad you're both here with me. It's really been two years now, and I don't know if I could have made it here this long without you.

It's hard to believe isn't it, but hey! I've gone a whole year without knocking over a building! [Aren't you proud of me!?]

...the earthquake doesn't count.

You've done pretty well, this year, Mr. Vash. Now, if only you can hold this up at home.

I'll uh... try!

Well... I guess that's a start.

Hey, it's not always my fault back home.

I know...

You're at home, right?

Yeah, I'm home.

Then... I'll be by soon, okay?

Alright, I'll wait for you. I won't go anywhere.

I'll see you soon.

Alright, I'll start some coffee so you can have a warm drink ready when you get here. [And that's just what he'll do.]

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