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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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[not_a_bluesbro]

[He's quite aware of what day it is, and while he doesn't know much in the way of what happened, he's pretty damn aware that it makes you all emo. Even so, he'll leave you to yourself-sometimes people have to just have a moment, and for once you're actually moping about something he'd deem mope-worthy.

So expect him to hang around the apartment and leave you to your own devices, this day.

Don't get into trouble while you're out and about. B|]

[not_a_bluesbro]

...That explains a few things.

[Leans back, waits while Vash is stuck in the past. Explained a few things indeed. He breathes smoke while he mulls it over. Knives was a lot like Yuber, then, on that front. Saw things that were human as little bugs. That was it, wasn't it? But how did it end up like that?

He doesn't say any more, because there aren't any questions. Vash didn't know why Knives flipped ideals, don't know how it all went to hell. So... there was noting else he could question.]

Sounds like this Rem was a very brave woman.

[He'd have to thank her for that, sometime, if he ever officially kicked the bucket again.]

[goldenglasses]

She... was... very brave. [Here comes the tears.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh man, the tears, they're expected.]

Her hopes and dreams won't go down without a fight then. Even if that planet likes to wrestle the idea of peace, I think... it can get better...

[Slowly, very slowly. There has to be a point where it does, or else they'll all just fade away and leave it a lifeless world again. He doesn't like to think that way. But it does cross his mind.]

She's the one that you got most of your ideas from, isn't she?

[goldenglasses]

[He puts a hand to his mouth and nods.] Do you... do you really think it could be more like her Eden someday? [I mean... if even you believe it, then maybe it really could happen.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

I want to believe it. I can believe it. It'll take a long time... and you know... there will be deaths along the way. Stupid, wasteful ones that don't make any sense. But if that hellhole can be even a little better, it can make a world of difference.

That's what I'm hoping for, anyway.

[Wolfwood's killed a lot of people, Vash. He has plenty to think about in that area-he even still finds some of them necessary, some that he'd argue would make the place better. He still believes that, too, that some of those killings were for a good cause. It'd be stupid for him to lie about what he felt on that issue.

But. The happier people get, the less people die, the better the planet would be. He'd have liked to see that, for the girls and the kids back at the orphanage...]

[goldenglasses]

[He wipes his eyes.] I won't stop until it is. [And he means that.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Ugh, you always make me more unmanly with your crying and your making me be all idealistic and philosophical and uuuurgh.]

Yeah, yeah, I figured that much.

...So, how old are you, again?

[goldenglasses]

[He takes a deep breath and lets it out.] I'm a hundred and thirty-three now, if I haven't lost count. [He's not exactly happy about that. He's not really comfortable talking about things that points out he's not human.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

Geez, I would have lost count way before 133.

[He blinks, rubbing his chin. Curious.]

So you know your birthday, then?

[AKA when is that, anyway?]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, I still know. [Try a little haaaaaaaaarder.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[oh goddammit, he'll just ask Meryl. >:T]

[FINE]

What day's that?

[goldenglasses]

[HA! She doesn't know!]

...does it matter?

[not_a_bluesbro]

Fine, I'll just call you the 'mysterious old fart' from now on. [Hmph.] You don't tell people because you don't want them to know your age? You're in Luceti-this place has goddamn wolf gods and demons in it, and you're still playing little Mrs. Timid-toes over here??

[He kicks at Vash's leg as he says this.]

12

[goldenglasses]

Give me a break! It's not something I go typically around telling people, alright? Besides, "oh, and by the way I'm not human", doesn't come up in conversation usually. [Kicking you back, you jerk.]

12/12 I guess <_<

[goldenglasses]

Besides, it shouldn't matter. ...right?