Crusader of love and peace

[Vash was sore. Spending several weeks combat testing for the Malnosso was a pain, but the points he earned that he one day hoped to spend on seeing Noah one day were hopefully worth it.

Long hair still tied back in a pony tail, wearing the green long sleeve shirt and brown pants that he wore during the combat tests, and sporting a few new bruises and a slight limp, he drops himself in Good Spirits first. Needing a good stiff drink.

It's while nursing his fourth or fifth drink that he eventually opens the journal.]

[Filtered 100% from Knives]

Hey there. I'm back. Sorry, I was gone a little longer than expected. Hope things weren't too hectic at Seventh Heaven without me. I'll be back to work tomorrow. Oh, and as long as things are working normally around here still, welcome to all the New Feathers. Hope your stay here won't be too horrible or long!

[For the next few hours Vash will be working his way through a bottle of whiskey. Then it's off to the grocery store to restock his apartment. Speaking of which, the very moment he gets back to community building four he'll be attacked by a couple cats who have missed their favorite scratching post. Feel free to run into him at any point in his wanderings today.

After relaxing just a bit at home, Vash does finally decide to open his journal just once more.]

[Private to Knives // 100% Unhackable]

I'm back. [It's all that's said for now. He's not really sure he wants to talk to his brother anyway. Still, one never does make the best choices while buzzed.

It's later on when he finally checks his calender and sees just what day it is. Or close to. July 21st. They just had to bring him back in time to remember the anniversary of the destruction of the city of July. He was going to need a lot more alcohol over the next couple days.]

[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!]