[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[The feed starts as Vash's journal thumps to the ground, the journal looks up at the gunman resting in a hammock. Although he's a bit too lanky for it so his arms and legs dangle off the sides as he snoozes. There's the sounds of tiny mewing as little kittens try to claw their way up and down his arms and legs. There's another snoozing quiet

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[Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Wolfwood's already made the wonderful journey back home a few hours ago, so he doesn't have to deal with things like.... appearing in the fountain. Or falling on top of spikey-headed people. There's a beat as he stares blearily at the journal, contemplating if he should just ignore it.

He really should. It's probably just Vash being at the wrong place at the wrong time, resulting in injury.

Hrmmmmmm.]

What is it this time?

[Honey I'm home and blah blah blah.

He'll try not to mention the sling and the stitches, until he can find a suitable healer. The people who fixed them last time went on home. :|a]

1/2 [Voice]

[goldenglasses]

THIS TIME!? Well, this time it's-

2/2 [Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Wolfwood! You're back!

[Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

I'm back, and you're loud as hell, needle noggin.

Don't tell me-judging by the thud, I'll say someone's went and fell on you.

[Again.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Livio.

Re: [Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

...

I'm not surprised. So, how's it feel to get hit by a meteor?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Like several things might have been broken.

Where are you? [BECAUSE HE MISSED YOU AND WANTS TO SEE YOU'RE OKAY!]

Re: [Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Mrrr. He flips over and decides he should probably move around if he didn't want to feel so zombified. Maybe making a pot of coffee would get him moving better.]

I'm at the house; got dropped in a few hours ago.

...

Non-literally, thankfully.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Oh! I'm right outside! I'll be in as soon as I get Kuroneko off Livio.

Re: [Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[He wipes a hand across his face at that. Can't go a few minutes without being maimed or crushed or something, can you two. :|]

Have fun with that; I'll just be making myself something to eat.

[Maybe he should try waking Milly up... Naaah. She needs all the sleep she can get, after that shitty ass draft.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Well, even if he doesn't keep his journal open, Wolfwood should clearly hear Vash's screams of terror in the backyard as he faces the wrath of an angry mother cat.]

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[not_a_bluesbro]

........

Re: [Voice]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Eh, oh well. Walks off for breakfast.

Mmmmm, breakfast ~_~]

[Voice --> Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Yeah, you enjoy that breakfast. Eventually Vash enters the house with a trail of mewing kittens following him and his face looking like it lost a fight with a shredder. Kuroneko seems proud of herself at least.]

[Just Action muahahaha]

[crybabyofdeath]

[Yeah he'll just... follow Vash indoors like an awkward turtle. Without a single scratch on him because LOLHEALING. He kinda feels bad he was responsible for Vash's bodily harm.]

[ACTION!!!]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[When they come in, Wolfwood's too busy putting jelly on toast, one-handed. You both have blood on you; Kuroneko must've been particularly fierce this morning. Lucky him. :|a

POINTS at Vash and has no room to say this because LOL he looks way worse off.]

You look like cat crap.