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The discovery )

[He rushes into the room, the crib was indeed empty. No amount of staring was bringing the child back. Wolfwood was dead and Noah had no where else to go. Luceti was his home. His mind was racing, trying to think of anything at all that he could do, coming up with nothing. He couldn't even really remember going into his room and grabbing his journal.]


WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH NOAH?! I know someone from the Malnosso must be listening to this! He had no home to go back to! What have you done!? Give him to me! I can care for him! If you dare lay one FINGER on him in anyway way I'll be sure you regret it. [He's not sure how yet mind, but he's done playing any sort of nice now.] Give. Him. BACK!

[He doesn't know what else to do. Anyone near House Five can probably hear the sounds of crashing once in awhile. Although Vash doesn't stay there for very much longer. Anyone who goes in to inspect the place before the house fixes itself will find several large holes the size of a fist in many of the walls, a coffee pot still full, and in his room several smashed snow globes, flowers, and even his red coat.

Eventually towards evening when he's a bit more calm he'll leave a message for anyone who didn't understand his earlier angry shouting.]


For those who knew them, Wolfwood, Milly, and Amelia have all been returned home.

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