[Yeah, well, Vash isn't giving you the chance to come home drunk first. He thought you might be here. Vash is just going to waltz up and sit down next to you, as if nothing bad has happened lately.
Except for the fact that he's quiet. No loud, obnoxious hello, he just calmly and quietly orders his drink for now.]
Why are you smiling when you know there's nothing worth smiling about right now; you're just so goddamn frustrating. So he just... keeps his gaze locked on the bar. He's just as much capable as avoiding eye contact as you are, needle noggin.]
[Kaori is still confined to a bed there unfortunately, sore and in pain in some parts with her right arm in a sling. She's still upset that Vash took her here, and has been musing over what was going on with this group that she was dragged into it the past few days.
So sorry if she's noticeably jumpy, the girl is still paranoid about her current situation.]
[The first thing Wolfwood takes into consideration is how much older she is than when they'd met. Then again, in Luceti? Anything like that's possible. But at least she looked alright now. Much better than he was picturing, worst-case scenario.
The sound of footsteps, before he settles a few paces away from where she was. The voice should be familiar, if not from their one meeting, then from Legato's journal that night.]
[The girl jumps slightly, wide eyes turning to look where she heard Wolfwood's voice. It sounds familiar... A smile comes across her face as she remembers their talk from back then, how kind he'd been... despite being Human. That memory is keeping her from attempting to lash out at him like she did while being treated.
She gives a quick nod of confirmation, unable to speak much at the moment.]
[He's quiet for a moment, thinking carefully about what he should say. It's not like this was some simple issue. It spanned far back into the hot desert at home. And now it plagues Luceti, whether they like it or not, really.
He remains standing, hand in his pocket.]
I'm sorry. You got into a lot of danger because of us.
[Wolfwood wouldn't just mentally blame Vash, regardless of who Legato's main target is. He feels it's his role, too, to handle Legato. It's something else for him to carry.
[ actiony placeholderish ]markofthebraveJanuary 13 2011, 07:26:57 UTC
[By daylight, Katara's doing pretty well. She's extremely busy, going to her classes and spending her free time split between the Welcome Center and resident snowblower - making paths from the village to the forests, generally being useful, friendly, and pleasant - if not happy, there are few around to call her on it. They're gone.
By night, she's not doing so well. Unwilling to lay awake at night, she's taken to extending her practice sessions, to the point of working herself to exhaustion before stumbling home. It's now past ten o'clock at night, and it doesn't look like she's showing any sign of stopping. There are crumbled rocks all around her, the ground is nearly swept free of snow - if soaked, and she is in the process of brutally slamming a dozen foot-long ice spikes into the rock that remains.]
[Oh, she seems pissed off. Funny how he was venting his anger through fighting himself, just a few hours ago. But he won't say anything-not sure if that's what someone would want, being that they could've stopped showing their deeper feelings to strangers they don't know are there-but he doesn't interrupt her anyway.
Because he knows she needs to finish through on her work.
But he'll be here in plain sight, when you're done pummeling that rock to turn around.]
[ action ] 1/2markofthebraveJanuary 14 2011, 05:57:21 UTC
[Yeah, that rock didn't stand a chance.
She's not done. Not while she's still awake, and angry, and hurting, and helpless. She regathers the water unto herself, streaming it from ice into water and whirling to find a different target--]
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Except for the fact that he's quiet. No loud, obnoxious hello, he just calmly and quietly orders his drink for now.]
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His voice is level, and it's hard to tell if it was supposed to be humored or not.]
I thought that was my job, finding you. Not the other way around.
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[The tone went from level, to being drained.
Why are you smiling when you know there's nothing worth smiling about right now; you're just so goddamn frustrating. So he just... keeps his gaze locked on the bar. He's just as much capable as avoiding eye contact as you are, needle noggin.]
And how's it feel?
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So sorry if she's noticeably jumpy, the girl is still paranoid about her current situation.]
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The sound of footsteps, before he settles a few paces away from where she was. The voice should be familiar, if not from their one meeting, then from Legato's journal that night.]
...Kaori, right?
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She gives a quick nod of confirmation, unable to speak much at the moment.]
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He remains standing, hand in his pocket.]
I'm sorry. You got into a lot of danger because of us.
[Wolfwood wouldn't just mentally blame Vash, regardless of who Legato's main target is. He feels it's his role, too, to handle Legato. It's something else for him to carry.
So when this happens...]
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By night, she's not doing so well. Unwilling to lay awake at night, she's taken to extending her practice sessions, to the point of working herself to exhaustion before stumbling home. It's now past ten o'clock at night, and it doesn't look like she's showing any sign of stopping. There are crumbled rocks all around her, the ground is nearly swept free of snow - if soaked, and she is in the process of brutally slamming a dozen foot-long ice spikes into the rock that remains.]
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Because he knows she needs to finish through on her work.
But he'll be here in plain sight, when you're done pummeling that rock to turn around.]
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She's not done. Not while she's still awake, and angry, and hurting, and helpless. She regathers the water unto herself, streaming it from ice into water and whirling to find a different target--]
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An audience. Great.
A familiar sort of audience.
All grown up now, huh, Nick?]
Oh. Hello.
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