SOUNDTRACK 022 // WRITTEN

[lukanightfever]

[Something isn't exactly right when a creature made to sing makes a written message, fortunately it's not that there's anything wrong with her voice. She simply finds this easier. The fact that it's done in the middle of the night may serve as an explanation as she doesn't wish to wake anyone up

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash is up late tonight. Having just returned from the draft and not sleeping well, he catches this post as it goes up. He's also too lazy to grab a pen so he speaks at the written message.]

No, I have never felt that kind of useless before, because I know when I was born I was given a blank ticket. It's up to me to figure out where that ticket will take me. No one else can tell me where it will take me and what I'll do to get there. And it's never filled, because the destination is always changing.

You may feel like you can't do anything now, but you can always change that and you don't know what the future will bring. It may surprise you.

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[goldenglasses]

Wow, I'm not sure I could keep up with so much work.

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[lukanightfever]

I'm sure you could, there are many human singers in my world and they do the same if not even more work.

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[goldenglasses]

Yeah, well, I'm not much of a singer.

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[lukanightfever]

But you play music, don't you? I'm sure I've heard you lately.

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[goldenglasses]

Oh, well, I play the harmonica a little bit, nothing serious.

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[lukanightfever]

It still counts, if you become good enough you could go on concerts around the world.

[There's the sound of giggles filters through the journals.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash's own awkward feeling laugh joins those giggles.] I don't know, I don't think I practice seriously enough for that.