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[endthem]

[he doesn't bother with any false cheer this time, or an attempt at any other personable inflection. He leaves it to fall at its natural hollow monotone, speaking somewhere near the journal but not directly to it. It's monologue time.]

The new year--a time for reflection and promises... and comically well-timed, it seems. At least, now I think I

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Sometime later on in the day!

[chibiremlover]

[Where is Vash? He's trying to fine tune some of the snowman making skills he's learned. He's in the plaza, slowly rolling a fairly large snowball for the base, as he thinks quietly to himself. He's kind of hoping someone will come by to join him; if not at least there are lots of people walking around for him to watch here. That's his favorite part. Seeing all the people walking around.

He just wishes Knives and Rem were here to watch with him. Rem would be so proud of all the friends he's making and he just KNOWS they'd love Knives too.]

[endthem]

[for now he'll simply watch, standing under the overhang of a nearby building. His master would have wanted him to keep an eye on Vash in this state, keep him close... so that's exactly what he's doing]

[chibiremlover]

[Vash continues to build his snowman, stopping now and then, thinking back to Rem and Knives. He also gets distracted by a stray person now and then. A couple might even catch his staring and chat with him for a minute. One will even help him with his snowman for a second when he asks. Eventually the snowman will be finished, but it's still not quite right yet. He moves for the clothing store to find some clothes to dress him up in.]

[endthem]

[and, like the stalker he is, Legato will follow. He'll hang around outside the clothing store, leaning against the wall and waiting for the boy to reappear, monitoring his motions while he's inside.]

[chibiremlover]

[Vash's movements in the store are slow. Browsing the clothes and moving back and forth. After some time, Vash comes bounding out again. Arm full of extra winter clothes to dress the snowman in.]

[endthem]

[it's a good thing he's so patient, then. He waits just a moment after Vash goes bounding past, pushing himself easily away from the wall]

Enjoying the snow, Vash?

[chibiremlover]

Yea- [Wait. He's pretty sure he would have remembered talking to someone dressed like you before. He's not scared that you seem to know his name. Maybe it had something to due with that weird journal thing. After all, he's been giving no reason to doubt people's action towards him are intended for anything other than nice things. Yet. So for now he only turns back to you, full of curiousity.] -how'd you know my name?

[endthem]

[Legato smiles through a pleasant enough mask, carefully hiding whatever is turning inside]

I know many things about you, Vash.

[chibiremlover]

You do? But... how? [Yeah, no one has bothered to explain what age he SHOULD be, but you know what they say about curiosity.]

[endthem]

Oh dear... I see that no one has taken the time to explain things to you. That's a pity.

[chibiremlover]

Things...? They explained the wings and how time stands still until we go home and things like that. [Is that what you mean?]

[endthem]

Time doesn't only stand still here. It loops and backtracks and plays all kinds of tricks.

For instance... I know you. But, you don't remember, because--to you--it hasn't happened yet.

What... I thought I answered this. LJ DID YOU EAT IT!?

[chibiremlover]

...what? [Are you talking time travel or something nuts like that?!]

om nom nom

[endthem]

[yeah, isn't time travel awesome?]

The important thing is that I've known you, and your brother, very well for many years.

Tastes like donuts?

[chibiremlover]

Y-you have? [That's not possible.]

[endthem]

Yes. I know Master Knives especially well. I work for him, back home.

[he continues walking toward the square, looking as though he expects little Vash to follow along]