[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash can be found today fairly deep in the woods. He went out that far in order to not be disturbed, but like that really matters in a place like Luceti. He’s rigged up a target on a rope that he’s run through several of the branches so that he can stand at the far end and yank on the rope and have the target swing down

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[aphephobic]

[Hisoka's been using the woods for similar reasons, especially since the latest New Feather cycle has left the village particularly noisy. He's within earshot when the target practice commences and, naturally assuming someone else is getting killed given the slant Luceti's taken lately, rushes toward the sound, a hand hovering over the concealed gun at his side. It's almost disappointing when he's close enough to tell that it's just a marksman nitpicking his work.]

He would've been dead enough. What's the difference?

[goldenglasses]

If it will save a life? It is not.

[aphephobic]

There are other ways. [Says the gun-concealing hypocrite.]

[goldenglasses]

Oh I know; I prefer the non-violent ones myself!

[aphephobic]

If you insist. [He straightens, a bit overformally.] I'll leave you to your practice then, Mr... [Deliberate trailing off while Mr. Pacifist inserts a name.]

[goldenglasses]

[And this is where Vash wonders if you know the name of the man killed and decides to just go for it with a goofy grin.] My name's Vash.

[aphephobic]

[Oh, he knows. That crime scene Vash left behind gave this little empath quite a bit of trouble shortly thereafter. Have some business!face.] It was you.

[goldenglasses]

[Yeah; he was afraid of that. Sighs.] Yeah... it was me.

[aphephobic]

I don't suppose I could get you to chat about it a little.

[goldenglasses]

[He doesn't really like to talk about it; but to warn people about Yuber... he sighs.] I suppose.

[aphephobic]

The dying part. Can you describe the experience to me? [There's a bit more than mere morbid curiosity behind it, though perhaps there's a better way to phrase the question.]

[goldenglasses]

[So he expected something like - what kind of powers does Yuber had? Why did you fight him? Did you injure him? Something along those lines. So this question really throws him.] The… dying?

[aphephobic]

[He's asked most of the questions he'd want answered about Yuber already.] Yes, you heard me.

[goldenglasses]

[He doesn’t even like thinking about this so talking is even harder.] Well… [Long pause] I guess… my body just felt heavy and I felt really tired. It’s… pretty hazy really. Next thing I remember was waking up in the forest.

[aphephobic]

[He nods, eyes running along Vash's figure appraisingly.] So you weren't conscious at all during the part in-between? No out of body experience, no big white light?

[goldenglasses]

[Shuts his eyes thoughtfully.] Not that I can remember... clearly; but a week passed. Something must have happened. [He might have seen something; but honestly it was such a traumatic experience he can't say for sure.]