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[As the day starts to move more towards evening Vash finds himself waking up just inside the tunnel system. For once dressed in his normal clothes, but of course Vash isn’t the lucky type. There’s just a SLIGHT problem as he fumbles his journal out of his coat pocket. He opens it and speaks calmly, as if nothing was wrong.]

Wolfwood, I need a hand. [He’ll explain what and where he is once you can put a filter up for him.]

Everyone… please don’t respond to this unless it’s completely private. [Who knows who might be stalking this entry and he can’t filter for you right now, but he needed to get home somehow. He was going to freeze if he got lost in the forest all night.

For those who’d like to run into Vash; while he waits for Wolfwood, he works on carefully feeling his way up and out of the tunnel. He doesn‘t like the way it makes him feel when he’s down there. It always makes him feel weak and empty inside. Once he‘s out he‘ll find a tree to rest against with his eyes closed and sunglasses on. Doing his utmost best to look as if he‘s just taking a rest while waiting for Wolfwood. No need to suspect he‘s gone temporarily blind, right?]

Current Mood: disappointed

[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!]

Current Mood: content

[Today is the day Vash hates the most out of the year. The anniversary of the “Big Fall”. The day the ships crashed into the planet Gunsmoke. The day Rem died. He heads out early and quietly, his usual smile gone, he can’t even muster enough energy to put up the mask of a smile he usually wears.

Most of the day he’ll be sitting quietly around the square to people watch. Seeing people going about their days, looking happy to be alive, usually helps, but not today. Eventually he takes out the harmonica he’s been learning how to play and attempts to play Sound Life, but can’t get it just right. He gives up after a couple attempts and bows his head into his hands.] I’m sorry Rem… I haven’t… I… [I killed someone. I haven’t taken care of Knives. I left you. You were here and I wasn’t there to protect you again… And now he’s crying.

Later, when he can get a hold of himself, he’ll wander out deep, deep into the forest. A spot he picked because he felt not many people visited this area. This is where he planted the flowers that Rem left behind. He tends to them and spends a few hours practicing the Earth magic he knows.

As it starts to grow dark and cold he winds up at Good Spirits. He‘s got a bottle of whisky next to him up at the bar, but he‘s nursing that glass in front of him. Glasses pushed up on his head, even if he is indoors, and head bowed. He‘s not crying, just exhausted after a trying day.]

Current Mood: nostalgic

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