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[goldenglasses]

[Today is the day Vash hates the most out of the year. The anniversary of the “Big Fall”. The day the ships crashed into the planet Gunsmoke. The day Rem died. He heads out early and quietly, his usual smile gone, he can’t even muster enough energy to put up the mask of a smile he usually wears.

Most of the day he’ll be sitting quietly around the

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[floralprophecy]

((I can't remember if they've ever exchanged names... orz))

[Sees you in the forest!] They have grown up nicely, haven't they?

[goldenglasses]

((We can say they did? At some point? *can't remember either*))

Ah, they have, although I'm a little worried. The book said they're the type that will come back after the winter, but... it's going to be hard to watch them die. [A little too focused on death today for some reason.]

[floralprophecy]

((Sure ^^))

They don't die, Vash. They just go to sleep for the winter.

[goldenglasses]

Go to sleep... it's a nicer way to think of it. [But they still look like they're dying.]

[esper_flight]

[Okay, the crying gets her attention. Worried, Terra wanders over.]

Vash? What's wrong?

[goldenglasses]

[He doesn't look up, just keeps his head in his hands.] I just miss someone.

[esper_flight]

[She moves to sit beside him, though mindful to give him plenty of room.]

I'm sorry. Did they return home?

[goldenglasses]

...

...yeah. She was returned home. [It was true, even if it happened months ago. It still hurt right? And it was easier than explaining everything.]

action--Good Spirits

[lists_to_port]

[Jack slides into a seat at the bar beside his friend and orders a bottle of rum. It's going to be a long night.]

Evenin', Vash-lad.

action--Good Spirits

[goldenglasses]

Hey Jack, how's the monkey?

[lists_to_port]

There's a reason I'm out here at the pub, Harold. I can do nothing with him at the moment, he's pining for Barbossa. You look to be pining a bit yourself.

[goldenglasses]

Ah, I guess I am. [He's a little defensive tonight. He doesn't need you possibly mocking Rem.]

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[crisis_rain]

[HOLY SHIT YOU'RE IN THE BAR. /CREEPS IN. Raven was enjoying a nice drink at his table, when he finally catches a glimpse of Vash in the corner of his eye. Oh, he's seen that guy before, so let's shuffle on over and be annoying.]

Hey pal, what's got ya so down?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[JUST FOR YOU! Vash looks up when he hears Raven.]

Oh... I'm just missing someone.

[Action]

[crisis_rain]

[He sits down next to Vash, taking a drink from the bottle of red wine he brought over.]

I think we all fit inta that club, kid. So, who was it? Friend, family, lover?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

I guess... she'd be more like... family.

9 o'clock on a Saturday...

[wanderer_jack]

[Walking in from the cold and bitter wind was the samurai, a scarf tucked around his face and hat tilted down. As he removed tilted the hat back and uncurled the simple scarf, Jack caught sight of his new-found friend sitting at the bar, a heavy weight it seems on his shoulders. Quietly, Jack walked to stool next to the gunfighter and took a seat. He asked in a soft voice:] Long day?

But today is Tuesday!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash tries to give Jack at least a hint of a smile, but it's a weak one.] Yeah, you could say that.

Regular crowd is still shuffling in...

[wanderer_jack]

[Jack nodded slightly. His eyes stared deeply at the bar surface, as if trying to find the solution to all the world's troubles within it.]
Frank, do you...ever think about to the world you came from?

*too tired to think of clever things*

[goldenglasses]

To be honest... I don't really like to think about it.