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[goldenglasses]

[It's late at night and he's camped out in one of the new feather stations. Like most nights this past week he's unable to sleep. He misses Rem and Meryl had been gone for so long. What could they be doing to her? It made him feel so helpless, he couldn't save and protect anyone he cared about. Meryl... she must be so scared. And Rem, he had left

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[not_a_bluesbro]

[JUST AS YOU'RE ABOUT TO EAT THAT SANDWICH there is a whap of Wolfwood's hand hitting the back of your head as he walks by. Like a damn priest-ninja. The fact of the matter is, he figured you'd be coming around pretty soon. He's got your weird calendar almost figured out.]

Welcome back, spikey.

[Oh hey, sandwich stuff. Gonna just make me one. `_`]

You left your kitten to scratch up my door, y'know. I had to take care of it and that little demon cat.

[goldenglasses]

Ow! You didn't have to hit me for that! I'm sure Donut wasn't that much of a handful! He's still just a kitten! Or are you really getting so rusty you can't even handle a little cat without me?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Didn't hit you for that.

But that's beside the point. You shouldn't go making the girls worry about you like that. Or did you forget that around here, when people up and vanish it might be because they're kidnapped?

[Point point]

The slap was for not leaving a decent note.

[goldenglasses]

...oh. I'm sorry about that. [What can he say? He really wasn't thinking past he needed to put some distance between him and that empty room.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[If Wolfwood were more callous, he'd tell Vash to face it head on and deal with it instead of running off and scaring and/or worrying all the people who've come to care about him here. We're not talking 'tell me about your feelings' status here, Vash. Just don't vanish on us without some warning.

Of course, Wolfwood would have said that a few years ago. Now, he's a little different from the kid you were trying to convert to pacifism. A little nicer about things. Considerate. He flops down in his own chair, munching on a sandwich.]

I knew you'd say that. Hate to say it Vash, but you're a pretty open book.

[goldenglasses]

What can I say? You're right. I shouldn't have made you guys worry. I'm sorry, next time I'll leave a note, alright? [That had better be alright, because he doesn't really want to talk about it right now.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

I didn't say you had to say a thing.

[He's entirely unfazed, casually reaching over for the book laying on the table.]

But whenever you do have something you want to say, let me know. Or Milly. She's a pretty good speaker and listener, y'know.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, I know she is. [A small, but honestly happy smile.] She brought me out some donuts a few days ago. [And had a heart to heart, but that stuff is private.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

Well, she knows how to get on your good side, at least.

[Smirk, because he figured as much.]

I'm thinking she'll probably make dinner then, now that you're back. Otherwise she might just hog-tie you in the kitchen if you plan on going out.

[goldenglasses]

No hog-tying needed tonight. Dinner sounds pretty good.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Good! And make sure you grin big and say it tastes amazing. She's been practicing her cooking, y'know.

[goldenglasses]

Hey now, is a priest really asking me to tell a lie? That doesn't seem right at all!

[not_a_bluesbro]

Are you saying it won't taste amazing?

[goldenglasses]

You seem to think it won't.

[not_a_bluesbro]

Nonsense! I'm just warning you ahead of time not to say anything otherwise, so I don't have to break your toes with my heel, or something.

[goldenglasses]

Threatening me with bodily harm and telling me to lie? You really are a horrible priest!