#❝ ᵖᵃᶦʳˢ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵒᵒᵗˢᵗᵉᵖˢ ᶜʳᵒˢˢᶦⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃⁿᵈ ❞╱ threads .

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@misplacedreporter replied : "I asked if you wanted to go to that new diner for dinner tonight. What's up with you? You've been spacey all day."

his first instinct is to say no, because the humanoid typhoon cannot just walk into a new diner. but then he remembers that he can. people don't recognize him with the black hair and even when, his name has been mostly cleared.

"sounds good" he confirms with a soft smile, taking another step back again to keep some distance between them "have I...? sorry. one of the plants..." he looks back outside of the window, albeit just for a moment before focusing back on meryl. "nevermind that. you're hungry, right?"

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"it wouldn't make much sense writing it for the wrong one" vash laughs and sits down, taking the drink with a thanks. he isn't entirely sure why he keeps coming back. by all accounts he and midvalley should not get along and yet...

he decides not to dwell on it and simply offers the other a smile. "I don't write my own pieces but I have a pretty good memory so I write down the songs I remember hearing on the ships or while traveling - and since I don't get much of a chance to play myself anymore I figured I'd give it to someone who has the talent and a use for it"if he words it like that then maybe him returning here isn't too strange.

@thathollowsound .

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he freezes when spoken to, eyes widening and claws leaving deep marks in the ground beneath him. vash seems to shy away from the voice, feathers bristling until h recognizes a familiar feeling: a plant.

his body language changes to one of hesitation, sharp teal eyes gazing towards where the other's voice came from. over his life he had learned to distinguish between his sisters... but the shape before him? he felt closer to how it would be for vash to stand next to his twin and yet he knows this cannot be knives. at least not his.

slowly the massive ball of feathers turn smaller until all that is left is the silhouette of a man - though some of the feathers remain, the pattern of them refusing to leave his cheeks.

"...you can tell me where we are" his voice feels hoarse from all the screaming but he ignores it as he presses on. "and year."

@typhoonvash .

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he's staring at the other person with mild suspicion, little hands grabbing onto the hem of his shirt before he mumbles "...you got food?"

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@millionsnife replied : "No."

just lifts him up by the collar and shakes him a little "...don't no me. she's my wife and you're scrawny."

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how much time had passed since vash had been placed here? he could barely remember - days had bled over into weeks, months and finally years. his very way of thinking had changed, seeing things more and more like a dependent plant and less like the individual that he was.

it had been nick walking into his room that had stirred those old memories again. the flickering memories of people - people he had cared for. he still struggles with all his memories, or rather, with remembering to be himself but little things like this helped.

for one he now knew he could escape his tank. so worst case he probably could go from there and fully disappear.

the creature looks at nick with perhaps uncharacteristic awareness. vash tilts his head to the side, eyes glimmering with amusement as if he wanted to ask 'what? it's supposed to be hard to escape?'

vash however does listen to the second request and lets go of the box but not without putting his paws on it, giving the cover two little taps. two. he wants at least two donuts !

// @pacifistwithagun ( cont ).

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"aww, no need to look worried, luckily it's mostly just my blood so nobody else got really hurt" well probably not the most normal thing to say...

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"I am not going anywhere" he promises and gently pulls her closer to press a kiss to her head. "...you want to talk about it?" he knows with all that happened meryl had plenty of reasons to have nightmares.

@misplacedreporter .

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"I don't care if you do better than me" he did care ( only a little bit !) "I know why you really want to study. so the kids will like you later on. 'look at me I am knives ! I am so smart! you can come to me with all your questions and we can be friends'" he's still holding the turtle, grinning at his twin "and you want rem to praise you...momma's boy"

@millionsnife .

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he's found himself in a rather unfortunate situation ( again. it's becoming uncountable ) "...can I get some help? I can't untie myself"

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he is wearing a 'pollinate me' shirt because he's a certified menace to this planet !

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would you trust him with guarding your belongings ? listen to his happy little chirps, this creature would not harm anyone ever ... besides donuts.

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he's dreaming. he's dreaming of a time long gone, of memories that could only be that : memories. he's on ship five again, searching for rem and nai... the walls are covered n geraniums ( or blood. he's not sure and he prefers not to look because then he would need to ask whose blood: all the people that died or his own? ).

he walks until he stands in front of a closed door - he knows what is behind it, knows it will change everything and that he does not want to see it. he does not want to see her. but he still opens the door, hand small again...

vash sees the tank and as always he screams and as always the figure is changing, sometimes it is tesla, sometimes his brother or himself, an accusatory stare directed towards him 'why do you side with them? why do you protect them?'

before he can answer he wakes up with a jolt, having felt the touch of soft fingers against even softer feathers. blue eyes stare at mona in shock. he presses his back against the tank behind him - he feels her more than he sees her, the plant leaning down, probably worried for her brother in distress and vash knows, he knows that now the markings on his skin begin to glow, mirroring the being hovering above him.

"mona..." he mumbles before reality snaps into place and the realization of what just happened. "mona! I am so sorry!" he's on his knees already, arm outstretched towards her but he hesitates when he sees the markings and feathers. "I... I am so sorry" he repeats. "...please let me explain"

@halcyon--mind .

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"....I might be married to a worm, huh" when you remember things that happened twenty years ago...

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@forgivenpunishment replied : "this is so unfair. you know i'll give you a donut anyway, but you're so mean."

not a mean bone in his entire body ! it's not his fault he's small, fluffy and cute in this form. now come on, where is that donut !

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it's fine not giving wolfwood a cheeseburger but would you give him a donut?