Trigun Drabble for mistressrenet.
mistressrenet requested a Trigun drabble, citing the word "unworthy." I did not use this word, but I kept it in mind thematically as I wrote. Hopefully this is conveyed, but if not I have this amazing cop-out of a note. :p
Title: The Group Stops at a Hotel for the Night, Wanting a Warm Bed. Vash Just Wants...
Author: rainjewel
Vash pauses by the door. It’s late, so late that everyone else is asleep, or at least should be. Vash has been out, watching the stars. Watching the town; watching the surface of the sand, daring it to break beneath his feet and swallow him whole.
It’s hard sometimes. Sometimes he gets down, can’t think of anything else but dying. He knows he’s not supposed to, that something like him should be above it.
Wolfwood is just behind the door, leaning against the wall and smoking one long, crooked cigarette. Vash still can hear his prayers, mumbling through the smoke.
Sorry jaina-- the W/M just is not turned on tonight. :(
Title: The Group Stops at a Hotel for the Night, Wanting a Warm Bed. Vash Just Wants...
Author: rainjewel
Vash pauses by the door. It’s late, so late that everyone else is asleep, or at least should be. Vash has been out, watching the stars. Watching the town; watching the surface of the sand, daring it to break beneath his feet and swallow him whole.
It’s hard sometimes. Sometimes he gets down, can’t think of anything else but dying. He knows he’s not supposed to, that something like him should be above it.
Wolfwood is just behind the door, leaning against the wall and smoking one long, crooked cigarette. Vash still can hear his prayers, mumbling through the smoke.
Sorry jaina-- the W/M just is not turned on tonight. :(