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realityshifted2008-04-24 07:16 pm
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[aaand here's a Vash! He's in his normal red coat, but he's also looking very dusty and a little beat up. He's got a slowly darkening bruise under one eye, dust in his hair, and a few small bloodstains on his coat. He also smells more strongly of gunpowder than usual.]
I don't get it! They keep showing up like they know I'm in Karkassas, even though no one can leave to give anyone that info... unless I'm mistaken? But that can't be right...
[blinks, looking up now that he's stopped talking to himself]
... I guess it's been a while since I've come here. I keep getting distracted.
I don't get it! They keep showing up like they know I'm in Karkassas, even though no one can leave to give anyone that info... unless I'm mistaken? But that can't be right...
[blinks, looking up now that he's stopped talking to himself]
... I guess it's been a while since I've come here. I keep getting distracted.

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Maybe they can smell you.
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[... discreetly sniffs at his armpit anyway]
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You smell weird is what.
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How do I smell weird?!
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Now how'd you get here?... [crouches down to pet on her some]
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... You can talk?!?
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[shakes his boot around a little, torn somewhere between 'wtf' and 'aww it's cute'] Sorry. It's, uh. Nice to meet you?
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done
WHAT TH' HELL'S GOIN' ON!? I GO WORKNI' AN' HALF TH' TOWN'S DESTROYED!
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[scrambles up to his feet] It wasn't my fault this time! The town got attacked again!
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They picked th' perfect time for it.
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