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[goldenglasses]

[There is a small thump as the journal falls onto the floor and opens up. There is a side view of Vash’s room with various items being tossed around. The room is in a disheveled mess only getting worse as he throws more stuff around. Vash, however, at the moment is out of view.]

It was right here! [There’s a small whine to his voice.] Swords don’t

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[oda_hates_me]

Oi, keep it down. Some of us have headaches, Broom Head.

[goldenglasses]

[Wait... that voice... but... AHHHHHHHHHH! THE JOURNAL IS OPEN!] YOU HEARD ALL THAT?! [Because you know... yelling more will help.]

[oda_hates_me]

YES. NOW SHUT THE HELL UP FOR A SECOND.

[goldenglasses]

Ooh man... I wonder how much it picked up...

[mikangirl]

What have you lost?

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[goldenglasses]

Stupid journal.

[goldenglasses]

...a sword.

[mikangirl]

A sword? I thought you were a gun man.

[amber_arcangel]

['Sup. Kohaku doesn't sound like her normal, happy self atm...]

...What have you lost??

[goldenglasses]

A sword...

[amber_arcangel]

Have you looked everywhere?

[goldenglasses]

Everywhere in my room. Which is where I left it.

[alwaysmoony]

[gently] I think it's everyone, actually.

Is there anyone else who knows about the sword?

[goldenglasses]

I don't think so... I haven't told anyone about it.

[alwaysmoony]

Or you don't remember doing so.

Is there anyone you would tell?

[goldenglasses]

No one besides the owner. Who I just found out must have come home over the weekend! So maybe I gave it to them!

I love it when LJ eats my tags. I REALLY DO.

[chiisaichou]

[There's a low, long groan from her end. Miyabi had been fortunate enough to have been kept home, despite the odd weekend she seems to remember almost nothing about. So, she'd been curled up in her bed, trying to sleep off the aches and pains from her mallynapping as well as the migraine.

The loud voice that woke her up is not a welcome thing right now. So please excuse her as she replies in a soft, groggy, and heavily irate tone.]

Nyeh...Wad'ya want?

I love it as much as when my cat attacks my keyboard and deletes everything...

[goldenglasses]

MIYABI!!!! You're BACK! Are you alright!? Are you safe!? When did you get here! [Because yelling helps.]

1/2 - Haha, sounds like my sister's old cat.

[chiisaichou]

[Oh, sweet Mother Goddess...h-he's so obnoxiously loud! Miyabi cuddles up tighter in bed, curling the blankets around her throbbing head. She then look back into the journal with a smile as sweet as a highly venomous reptile.]

Yes, I'm back; yes, I'm fine except for a terrible headache; yes, I'm safe at home in bed--...when did I get here? Oh, well. And I...think I got back a few hours ago? Salt must have carried me back home. I don't remember much at all.

[And now she pulls the journal close, smiling into it. That smile could melt icebergs.]

Oh...Vash, dear~? ♥

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[chiisaichou]

[Brace yourself...]

YOU ARE BEING EXTREMELY LOUD!!