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Mar. 5th, 2011 12:51 pm[It’s been a few days since the draft, but even though he hadn’t been sleeping very well the last couple nights, last night was better. Really, it’s hard sometimes to feel down with Milly around again. That unshakable optimism must be contagious. Or maybe it was the fact that he hadn’t had any feeling of Knives being close since he returned from the draft. Maybe he was sent home! That would be nice.
They had all been brought together again. It feels almost like a dream as it would have been impossible back home, but now not only were the four of them together once again, they had a home together. A place they always knew where to find each other at the end of the day. It was also hard to believe, as he thought about it, how many friends he had grown so close to after being here for over a year. Good friends.
Really, it’s hard to hate Luceti when it’s given you all that.
So Vash is visiting his favorite spots. The flower shop is first on his list, then it’s to the bakery for some lunch! He’ll take his haul of donuts to the fountain to catch up on his people watching until they’re all gone. He doesn’t have too long to linger there, with the weather warming up and the snow melting he heads out into the forest to see if any of the flowers he’s planted have started to grow back yet.
Okay… so that’s a bit of a disappointment - BUT IT’S OKAY! The snow is only just starting to melt so they still have time to wake up and start growing. Besides, he likes the snow, he’s a little sad to see it go. He thinks Milly would have loved to play in it.
He had intended to head home after checking on the flowers, but it was so nice out that he changed his mind. Opting to pull his harmonica out and practicing a bit on it. Of course as the journals like to do, it turns on against his will and records the music that he plays for awhile. Then he talks out loud to himself for a bit.]
I can’t wait to see your flowers bloom again, Rem. I know they’ll be beautiful when they do. I’ve been trying to take very good care of them for you.
It’s nice here, when it’s quiet like this. I haven’t forgotten what I have to do back home, but I really like these peaceful days here.
[A pause.]
I did the best I could, Rem, but I’m not sure if I really did anything at all. I wonder what you would have done differently. Was there something I didn’t see? Something else I could have done? I sometimes wish you were here with me again.
[This entry will be locked from Knives, Legato, and Yuber by the end of the day.]
They had all been brought together again. It feels almost like a dream as it would have been impossible back home, but now not only were the four of them together once again, they had a home together. A place they always knew where to find each other at the end of the day. It was also hard to believe, as he thought about it, how many friends he had grown so close to after being here for over a year. Good friends.
Really, it’s hard to hate Luceti when it’s given you all that.
So Vash is visiting his favorite spots. The flower shop is first on his list, then it’s to the bakery for some lunch! He’ll take his haul of donuts to the fountain to catch up on his people watching until they’re all gone. He doesn’t have too long to linger there, with the weather warming up and the snow melting he heads out into the forest to see if any of the flowers he’s planted have started to grow back yet.
Okay… so that’s a bit of a disappointment - BUT IT’S OKAY! The snow is only just starting to melt so they still have time to wake up and start growing. Besides, he likes the snow, he’s a little sad to see it go. He thinks Milly would have loved to play in it.
He had intended to head home after checking on the flowers, but it was so nice out that he changed his mind. Opting to pull his harmonica out and practicing a bit on it. Of course as the journals like to do, it turns on against his will and records the music that he plays for awhile. Then he talks out loud to himself for a bit.]
I can’t wait to see your flowers bloom again, Rem. I know they’ll be beautiful when they do. I’ve been trying to take very good care of them for you.
It’s nice here, when it’s quiet like this. I haven’t forgotten what I have to do back home, but I really like these peaceful days here.
[A pause.]
I did the best I could, Rem, but I’m not sure if I really did anything at all. I wonder what you would have done differently. Was there something I didn’t see? Something else I could have done? I sometimes wish you were here with me again.
[This entry will be locked from Knives, Legato, and Yuber by the end of the day.]
