5 • [voice]

[endthem]

[it's the first day that he's really been able to move, and he's not wasting the opportunity. Pushing himself carefully up in bed, he opens the journal and props it in front of him. There is a clear view of blue hair, tired-looking gold eyes, and bandages across his upper torso. He puts up no filters, gives no preface, just speaks into the journal

Comments

[goldenglasses]

[Not completely make up for it... but maybe a little? Please? Even just a little?]

Feeling better I take it?

[Can you hear it in his tone, Legato? He's not happy you felt the need to shout that over the journals, even if it is true.]

[endthem]

[oh, he hears it. And it brings a smile to his face. You're already managing to cheer him up, friend]

Much.

[goldenglasses]

Fine. Just don't go opening those injuries by moving around too much. You're not seeing things anymore, so you can take care of yourself. [Because he's not going to help you anymore.

...as long as he can't see it.]

[endthem]

[a very small chuckle]

Thank you for your concern.

[Private//Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is quiet for a moment and then... huh, a filter goes up.] I just did what I had to. It didn't matter that it was you. I couldn't let anyone just bleed to death in the woods with an experiment like that going on.

I didn't do it just because I thought it would make up for it. [He would have done it for anyone, but it did mean something to him that it was you. He's just not going to admit it so you can throw it back into his face.]

[Private//Voice]

[endthem]

Good. Because that would be a ridiculous notion.

[Private//Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Don't think Vash isn't going to TRY to find some way to make up for it, but for now that's all he says. He closes his journal.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, did you just close that? Because there's a hand coming out of nowhere in front of Vash to grab him by the collar. Wolfwood isn't very happy, you know, and the look on his face'll tell you that much. There's a seething tone from the black-suited figure-]

I can't believe you.

<_< Vash is in trouble... mun is laughing

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't fight the collar yank, doesn't even make an embarrassing choking noise, he knows better than to try to joke this away. You're angry - and with every right to be. He waits a moment before speaking, choosing his words carefully.]

Wolfwood, I couldn't just leave him. Leaving him, knowing he'd just bleed to death on his own, would be the same as... [A pause. He was going to say pulling a trigger and killing him, but that's too close to home with what he was thinking about when he closed that journal.] ...as killing him myself.

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT YOU'RE IN TROUBLE!! >:U

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Aha, no. The grip on the collar only tightens, shakes faintly.]

I'm so goddamn sick of hearing that same old argument-after everything he's done, after how much of a monster he's proven himself to be, you still help him? He deserved this. You tell me otherwise.

[I dare you.]

But it's all your fault! If you didn't SHOOT the guy in the first place!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash takes the abuse, actually a bit happy that you're upset over the fact that he helped Legato and isn't bringing up that killing comment the man made.]

Everyone deserves a second chance. No one deserves to die while people stand idly by and refuse to help when they can.

W/E, W/E!! YOU SUCK.

[not_a_bluesbro]

How many people do you think he's killed?!

[If there's a wall behind you, Vash, you might wanna prepare to get shoved into it.]

Not everyone he murdered got a second chance. They're all dead and gone and never coming back. And he's completely content, knowing that. You had no right...

[He trails off in his anger.]

He deserves to die a thousand times over. And I'll shoot him again if I have to.

*wibbles at*

[goldenglasses]

[Vash slams into the wall, letting out a small grunt as he hits. Then waits silently and calmly for you to finish. Well, looks like his guess that the bullets came from you was a good one.]

That doesn't solve anything either. Killing him doesn't bring them back either. Trying to solve violence with more violence doesn't solve anything, it just creates more sadness.

INEFFECTIVE!! >:|

[not_a_bluesbro]

[The air around Wolfwood is definitely chilly.]

...Did you ever tell that to him and get a reply you were happy with?

[He turns and starts out of the room, shoulders tense.]

But you're right-killing him won't bring the people he's killed back, right? Even in Luceti, they're just empty corpses back home.

[He's surprisingly calm in his words, stuffing his hands in his pockets and leaving entirely.]

Cigerettes?

[goldenglasses]

Wolfwood... wait... [That's not what I meant? True, but it's still a fact. Wolfwood was dead back home because of Legato. He just... couldn't let Legato die.

He doesn't say any more. Just letting his words die out there. He also doesn't make a move to follow you. It might be best to just give you your space for now.]

...fine... :'(

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Sorry bro, still a little tender about the whole 'I could vanish back to being dead randomly and also my killer is here and also you totally stopped him from dying'.... thing.

Give me a few days to brood.]