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Big deal. Th' stars ain't no different back home 'cept they're closer here. An' you don't see the colors much but that's from being on the ground and the sky's too far from the ground. I guess there's a point to 'em, but I don' see it. I'm not into that romance stuff like Missy is t' see anythin' here.

So this part of th' machine, right? Th' reason why I got dragged back? Not that I'm complainin' 'bout that, I jus' gotta know, alright? So I'm not feelin' like ditchin' this place for somethin' a lot more entertaining than a bunch of stars. I've got things to do and people to get in touch with. I can't be messing 'round here all th' time.

[sucks in his breath and stuffs his hands in his pockets]

Right. So how th' hell do I get back?

[ooc; And say hi to the wolfwood, he won't bite ~~unless you're vash but that's another story~~. Also he won't know anyone so confusion ftw? I'll be poofing off soonish and will answer tags after work.]

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Hit my head? I haven't hit my head, you stupid...

[STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARES]

What th' hell did ya do to your hair?

...

I didn't do anything to my hair! It's been like this, too!

Seriously, do you have a concussion? [moving in closer to look]

[huffs, grumbles, blows smoke]

Whadda mean? You look like you've stuck it inna barrel o' fuckin' paint! An' what th' hell are you doin'? I've not hit my head, dumbass!

Edited 2008-01-29 07:56 (UTC)

[now that he's looking he can tell that Wolfwood is different, he looks thinner and his musculature isn't as sculpted, and now that Vash sees it looks so completely wrong...]

You...

[steps back slowly]

You're not Wolfwood.

What th' hell?

What is going on in that spiky head o' yours, Vash?

O' course I'm Wolfwood, you noodle brain--

[eyes him, taking his smoke between his fingers and covering half his face as he does so]

Who th' hell are you?

Hey, you're the one that waltzed in here like this, you answer me first! Where did you come from? And who sent you?!

Me first?! Why's it always gotta be your way?

Like I said, I was here first! ... And I want to know how you even know me to say something like that!

[mutters] Rotten, good-for-nothin' needle noggin![lits up a new smoke off his first one]

I come from Gunsmoke an' we traveled together 'til I died then these weird twins brought me back and sent me back to Carcasses. Been there for a month.

Not your story, an' it better be good!

You died?...

But that's wrong! You didn't die there, it was at the orphanage! It's been over six months since then.

Why th' hell would I take you there? We're headin' for Knives, not th' kids!

You don't know...?

The Eye of Michael attacked the kids because you rescued me.

Isn't any of this familiar?

The Eye of what?

[blank stare then snorts popping gone for a second. Comes back with booze and glasses]

I've got th' feelin' we're gonna be be here for a while so - want some?

Yes.

[takes a glass, before sitting down in mid-air]

How could you not know who they are?! After they...

[frowning down at the empty glass] Why is all of this wrong?

[fills up their glasses and sets the bottle down and takes a seat as well]

I have no idea what's goin' on, Vash. All I know is that I was your guide, gettin' you t' where Knives was. Then Evergreen told me the orders changed I was t' kill ya. [mutters]Hell o' a choice, kill ya an' get richer than sin an' give it all up, or die there with ya.

[immediately gulps down a few swallows, coughing lightly from the burn]

Some of it sounds right, but the details are all wrong. You did guide me to Knives... and that didn't work out so well. I've never even heard the name 'Evergreen' before.

[gulps some down and sighs]

He's my... teacher's best word for it. I'd got his title an' all but he'd been Evergreen for years.

It was after I'd killed Zazie, 'member?