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[voice] keepsthelight November 22 2011, 01:40:44 UTC
[asdjflsd] That's certainly a good thing to remember.

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Re: [voice] goldenglasses November 22 2011, 01:47:10 UTC
Yes! Say it with me then! Love! And! Peace! Love! And! Peace!

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[Voice] lostinmyway November 22 2011, 01:41:37 UTC
[Oh my, Vash seems very happy today. He made such a nice announcement--and she agrees a hundred percent! She just has one thing to add:]

And friendship!

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[Voice] goldenglasses November 22 2011, 01:48:59 UTC
Yes! That sounds great! Love, peace, and friendship!

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[Voice] lostinmyway November 22 2011, 04:21:47 UTC
They'll all make everyone happy!

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[Voice] goldenglasses November 22 2011, 04:31:27 UTC
Exactly! And how can someone not be happy thinking and shouting about that!

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mikangirl November 22 2011, 02:09:43 UTC
Congratulations.

[Like she needs to ask.]

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goldenglasses November 22 2011, 02:12:13 UTC
Oh, ah... yeah. Thanks? [Don't mind if he sounds a bit embarrassed. He's not really sure how to take a congratulations for something like this.]

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mikangirl November 22 2011, 14:16:48 UTC
Don't sound so awkward. Why wouldn't you be happy he's gone?

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goldenglasses November 22 2011, 20:37:23 UTC
Ahh, well... [And he'll just trail off there. He doesn't want to talk about it and he's pretty sure you don't want to hear it.]

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action bernardelli November 22 2011, 03:31:31 UTC
[ Meryl is on her bout of Vash duty, on the edge of the bed by him, stitching up holes in clothes that have been worn too long, and thinks on how long they must have been here to have worn holes in their clothes. Everyone had been here for quite a time, herself the longest, and the warmth of the desert seemed almost dissolved from her skin.

Vash is quiet and for as much as she has always complained and carried on about his loudness, she does not like his quiet. Even the painful sounds of his despair were better than a quiet Vash. But, it couldn't last forever. She was hoping, in her heart, and she would believe in it as she knew she and everyone had to believe in him. Still, she was just impatient, sometimes, and watching over him makes her even more anxious.

A sigh.

She places her work down and touches his hand, feeling the reassuring warmth of his skin. ]

Just what do you think you're doing, Vash? Making us worry again... can't you even feel us? [ Her fingers curl on the back of his palm. ] Can't you feel me here, Vash?

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action goldenglasses November 22 2011, 03:35:16 UTC
[If Vash can feel the touch on his hand he shows no sign of it. The only movement being the steady rise and fall of his chest. He continues to sleep, unaware of the anxiety he is causing around him.]

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action bernardelli November 22 2011, 04:05:36 UTC
[ She feels no motion. She frowns and her small shoulders drop. ]

You're so stubborn, Vash. Even like this, you're stubborn.

[ She's quiet, for a spell, still keeping a palm on his hand. She swallows and decides to move. Just a little closer to him, she thinks, but up to touch his hair at a comforting distance. ]

Look, you haven't gelled your hair and it's falling all over. We can always tell when you're not alright. Your hair just does whatever it wants... and you need a shave again, too. You need to wake up or you'll start looking like you've been out on the streets all week.

[ She gives a small laugh, but it's empty and her smile drops right away. Her fingers find his cheek, rough in spots from the start of stubble and she frowns. ]

Wake up, Vash. There's a lot of things I need to tell you, someday, and I can't do it if you're asleep like this.

[ She leans, embarrassed at herself, but this made him listen to her before. He won't feel it, regardless, she thinks. A bit of selfishness, but fairy tales say the feelings in your ( ... )

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action goldenglasses November 22 2011, 04:21:13 UTC
[For a moment Meryl may be fooled into thinking nothing has changed, but at the kiss, something does. His breath becomes just a little more uneven and his eyes start to move slightly. As she moves back he makes a small tired sound, his eyes finally starting to open, slowly. As if his eye lids are too heavy to keep open as he fights to stay awake.]

M... Meryl?

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[voice] fffffacepalm November 22 2011, 03:36:10 UTC
'Made of love and piece?'

Sounds like you've had a bit too much peace, if you ask me.

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[voice] goldenglasses November 22 2011, 03:37:31 UTC
Too much peace!? No one can have TOO much peace if you ask me! AHHHHAHAHAHAHA!

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[voice] fffffacepalm November 22 2011, 03:51:10 UTC
Too much of something, then.

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[voice] goldenglasses November 22 2011, 04:07:41 UTC
Nope! Just excited to be here and enjoy this day!

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