Crusader of love and peace

[Vash has started to keep to himself more the past couple days. Rem's arrival had almost made him forget this day, but he could never really forget.

Today he heads out early, trying to leave the new house before anyone else is awake. He finds a spot near the fountain to do some early morning people watching before getting up and heading to the bakery. He stops outside, knowing this isn't really where he wants to be, it's just habit. He turns and heads to the flower shop instead. He doesn't stay long, just long enough to make sure that everything is still running smooth without Aerith.

He checks the time to duck over to Good Spirits quickly. He wants to be there and gone before Meryl's shift. He orders a couple of beers before he starts growing restless again. This wasn't right either. What was he suppose to do on this day? How could he ever fix this mistake?

Without much thought he grabs a couple bottle and heads out into the forest. He walks for a bit before just sitting down against a tree inspecting his find. People said this blue stuff was strong, now seemed to be a good time to try it out.

Some point in his drinking his journal falls out of his pocket and starts to record. For awhile it records very little until suddenly-]

CRASH!

[There's the sound of a whiskey bottle shattering as it's thrown against a tree. It's followed by silence that is slowly broken by soft sobs.]

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I - I didn't mean to.

(ooc: Anyone who wants to talk to Vash before he gets himself drunk is free to call for him over the journals! He'll have it on him all day! Or run into him pretty much anywhere.)

[Vash had only just gotten off work and hadn’t checked his journal yet. Missing all those lovely little warning posts. Besides when he checked his journal this morning, he hadn’t had a chance to look at it the rest of the day. Although he had fallen asleep during work, even though his dreams hadn’t been bad at all, (nice dreams in fact) they had kept him up all night missing Rem and wondering who that little boy that looked almost exactly like him was suppose to be. Either way, he has some more information for Luceti’s favorite non!Gun!totting priest.]

Hey preacher-man! I had another dream I thought you’d be interested in! It was in another desert town, only you were there this time, and you know what? I’m pretty sure you were trying to kill me. Something about money… and a family… it turned out alright anyway… I think? We both oddly had ketchup bottles on us and pretended to be dead. Weird, huh?

Oh, and then you-

Grrrrrrrrrr.

N-n-niiiiiice doggie. Good doggie! Stay over th- NO! I said stay! Staaaaay! These are my donuts you big, scary, looking horror you!

Grrrrrr!

AH! Here then! [There’s a quick whoosh sound as Vash tosses a bag of donuts, but apparently that could be seen as a sign of an attack as the dog gives a bark and Vash lets out a scream and starts running.]

GAHHHH! GOOD DOGGIE! NICE DOGGIE! PLEASE DON’T EAT ME!

[Luckily for Vash the dog was more interested in scaring the idiot off. The chase doesn’t last too long, but feel free to catch Vash running with a dog behind him.]