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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[Vash appears on the Plane quite suddenly, stumbling - but there is something very different about him today. You'd have to be blind to see it's nothing like a haircut.

There's a mass of white feathers sprouting from his right arm, and that side of his back, somehow merged with his coat instead of tearing through. They're forming feathery tendrils that look like wings, and they twitch and curl as he breathes. The whiteness of the tendrils has spread to his face, covering most of it, making him look a lot closer to inhuman. Even with all of this, his hair is still black.]

[his voice sounds raspy, speaking now made at an effort,] I did it! I got...

... away? [realizing where he is, Vash backs up a step, clutching at a feathery shoulder with his left hand]

Oh, no...

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy strides up and sits down in front of him. Headtilt.] Can I call you Angel now?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[...?!

Misaki (still in her pjs) stares at the man she is pretty sure she met in the coliseum. She doesn't think she got his name--she's pretty sure, too, that she didn't give him hers.]

Are... are you all right?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[and Vash discovers how hard it is to glare when it's this hard to move your face] That's not funny.

[contract_star]

[Hei has seen Vash around before, but never with feathers.]

A-are you...alright?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[aware that this is a horrible way to make a second impression] It's... not doing anything. It still won't stop!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She hunkers down, looking worried and a bit guilty.] Not trying for laughs.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Tries to support the much taller man, and does a rather poor job, what with being very much shorter than him and in a cast.]

I don't--what do you mean? What won't stop? Is it a virus? Is there something I can do?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Not as bad as I could be.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

... Sorry, Cy. I'm not in a good mood.

[contract_star]

[Concerned,] Are you sick? Cursed? I'm not sure what your world is like...anyway, I mean, can I help you at all?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[stumbles back, alarmed] NO! Don't get close!

... It's not. And you can't. This is how I am.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[with a very slight shake of his head] I don't know. It just went out of control.

[papillon-hante.livejournal.com]

Oh my.

I would imagine this does not happen on a regular basis~?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[frustrated] No, it doesn't!

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Flinches back in surprise.] What will happen if I touch you?

...does it hurt? Are you going to be okay?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

What's happening to you?

[contract_star]

[Steps closer.] "It?"

[papillon-hante.livejournal.com]

Will you be all right? Should I fetch the Twins?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She reaches toward one of the feathery wings.] Rain on the mountainside, water under the bridge. Forgive, forget, forsooth.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[apologetically] They get sharp sometimes. I can't control it too well right now.

... I'm okay. I'm hoping it might settle down after a while.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[twitches it away from her] Careful. They can be sharp.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[watches to make sure he doesn't get too close] My arm? My body? Take your pick.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[can't really manage a smile now, but he tries] There's no need. I'll be okay, as long as this doesn't get worse.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I don't really know. It's not supposed to do this.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.] It's all right. I understand. Do many people have this... ability, where you're from?