Characters: Vash the Stampede and
vatheon Location: The plaza
Time: Noon
Style: Any and everything!
Status: Open
Man... He knew a guy could hallucinate if left out in the desert too long, but he hadn't been doing so badly, right? Slipping the glasses from his eyes and tucking them away, Vash sighs. "Man, maybe this is some kinda sign that I shouldn't be going after Knives after all..." Not that he'd listen. He's never been much too good at that, and besides, God himself could tell him to turn back and he'd keep on going. Things with his brother have to be settled once and for all.
Running a hand through his hair to try and make it go back to being properly sticking up, Vash grins up at the fantastic sight above him. "Although I gotta say, as far as hallucinations go, this is the most impressive one by far!" Adjusting Wolfwood's cross on his back, he looks around, past the large coral in the middle of the plaza. Despite his own words, he has a feeling this isn't a proper hallucination... Or at least one helluva doozy of one. But he just grins and sets off in a random direction, soaked to the bone and wondering just when the hell he'll be able to set this monster of a cross down.