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[Today was good and windy out. The perfect chance for Vash to try to contact Kipinn. So today he’s found himself sitting in the middle of a clearing, eyes shut as he tries to contact the spirit. Only problem? He’s never been good at sitting still in a meditative like state. So his mind starts to wander.

Just little thoughts here and there. Wondering what Meryl might be cooking for dinner tonight. Friends he should try to reconnect with. Man, it‘s really cold out. Hopefully he‘ll hear Kipinn soon, maybe he should have brought a hat out with-

Of course. Becoming a killer isn’t the end of the world.]

…Legato. [Vash’s face grows dark and he tries his best to keep the man and what he’s said out of his mind, but now that he’s started, he just can’t stop. He thought he had gotten past this, but now with Legato here... can he really fix such a huge mistake?

And it was a mistake. He didn’t see a better way in time!
Don’t you want to face what you have done?
He wasn’t ignoring it! He moved on. Dwelling forever on it wouldn’t help!
I don’t want to be forgotten.
How could he forget!?

So for the next couple hours until he can get himself back under control. Vash can be found with a grimace on his face changing from upset to angry at himself now and then.]

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lol that icon

[after-march.livejournal.com]

You've almost convinced me to go the donut route. Almost. If they've got a kind with chocolate somehow involved I'll go for it.

He does love his donuts~

[goldenglasses]

Of course they do! All the best bakeries have to have some kind of chocolate donut!

Seriously.

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Alright, I'll give it a chance. [April realizes, as she sets foot on the path into the village, that she's never missed the city so much in her life. All it took were three lost hours in the forest to make her long for New York badly.]

Wait til you see the show.

[goldenglasses]

Sounds great! [Leads the way to the bakery.]

THE SHOW /kicks netflix queue

[after-march.livejournal.com]

[April trails behind a bit. He feet ache. She kind of wants to go home and curl up now, but he's SO HAPPY about these donuts that she'll continue.]

It will get to you EVENTUALLY!

[goldenglasses]

[He slows a bit with a friendly smile.] You know, you don't have to come if you're tired. You won't appreciate the donuts or cookies if you pass out while trying to eat them.

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG MY LIST IS

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Hey, I am in no way ready to pass out. I'll be glad to take a hot shower and drop into bed when I get home, though; I won't lie about that.

*kills your list except for Trigun*

[goldenglasses]

Mhm, that does sound good. We should get our donuts to go I think.

:O

[after-march.livejournal.com]

[April laughs.] Alright. Hey, I know what Luceti needs: a massage therapist. Everyone would be so much happier around here if we had one.

>D

[goldenglasses]

I bet they could make a killing if there was any money here.

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[after-march.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I wish there WAS money here. It would make it feel a lot less like we were being kept in a zoo or something.

[goldenglasses]

I don't know, I kinda like it! I get all the donuts I can eat now instead of afford. [Or you know... he can eat all the workers at the bakery can make. Oh yeah, and that whole thing about the bounty on his head being worthless now. That's pretty great too.]

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Riiight. Okay, I'm not going to rain on your parade, then. [Bounty?]

[goldenglasses]

Oh, you can rain on my parade any day! [The sixty billion kind of bounty~]

[after-march.livejournal.com]

[Wow.] Vaaaaaaaaaaaash---that's not a prelude to more fairy talk, is it?

[goldenglasses]

Oh no, sweet April! Never~ You asked me to stop!

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[goldenglasses]

[PICTURE OF INNOCENTS! Opening that bakery door for you~]

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Such a gentleman, Vash...

[Said teasingly, but she means it. He is so much more chivalrous than the average New Yorker. April walks inside, breathing deeply; nothing better than the smell of fresh baked stuff.]

[goldenglasses]

I do my best! [Was that teasingly? Yeah, he's acting like he totally missed it as he follows you in and also takes a deep breath. On the smell of fresh baked goods he couldn't agree more.] So were you able to decided? Cookies or donuts? Or both!

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Yeah, this is the kind of choice you want to make, you know?

.....Both.

[goldenglasses]

Great choice! May I suggest either the peanut butter or chocolate chip cookies? They're some of the best here!

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Chocolate chip! [There's really no other option.] Although I've always been a fan of oatmeal cookies.

[goldenglasses]

I could order some of those too!

[after-march.livejournal.com]

Really...hmmm. Okay, go for it, why not? If anything's left over, Derek and Don will eat it. [And...Raphael would, if he hadn't been stolen by the Malnosso.]