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[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Three Twins, Space Bar, and Planet
When: July 21st

[The change in Vash over the past month or so is subtle. Only those who spend a lot of time around him or know him well will have probably noticed. As of late though the smile that’s normally on his face doesn’t quite reach his eyes anymore. It’s still big and there, but just lacking a small something. He’s not as loud and rambunctious as he is normally. Still full of pep and annoyance, but again there’s a slight undertone of simply going through the motions of what’s expected.

He still shows up where expected. Bakeries ordering mountains of donuts. On the beach enjoying the sounds of the ocean. Cooking at the Space Bar. Laughing and enjoying life as normal. Although, if he doesn’t notice someone around at times he can be caught staring off into the distances. The mask nearly breaking for a moment during these moments as a frown tries to break through. Then with a shake of his head it’s gone and the normal Vash is back.

Hopefully people ordering food during Vash’s shifts at the Space Bar like well done food. Whoops.

Then the day he hates every year arrives. July 21st. The anniversary of the destruction of the city of July. Or at least, as best as he can figure by the fleet’s calendar.

Today Vash sits quietly on the beach, uneaten donuts and bottle of whiskey sitting next to him, and he can’t muster the strength to even pretend to smile. Not today; even though he tried earlier.

It’s at this moment Vash’s communicator he had placed in the sand decides to turn on. Catching him just as he stands with the whiskey in his hand. He considers the bottle a moment, twisting it in his hand, before opening it and pouring it slowly out onto the sand.]

I’m sorry, that this is all I can do for now. I promise, I’ll find a way back one day. I’m not running away this time. I’ll make sure it won’t happen again. I’m so sorry.

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[spontaneouscombustion]

[Thaaaaat sounds like a humanoid trying to make themselves feel better with alcohol. How and why humanoids have that custom she'll never know.]

Vash?

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[goldenglasses]

[As much as Vash does enjoy losing himself in drink now and then at least he's not drinking this one. No, today he feels like he should feel the pain and not try to numb it.] Oh? [Although he stops pouring when he hears Pinkie's voice.] Pinkie, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that was on. [Walking over now to pick up the communicator.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

That's alright. Are you okay?

[goldenglasses]

Well; yes and no. [Today calls for a little honesty.]

I'm okay. It's just something really bad happened on my home on this day and it makes me sad to think about it.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh. .... Need some company?

[goldenglasses]

It's okay Pinkie. I'm alright and I don't want to be a downer that takes that wonderful smile off of your face.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[She shakes her head.] Don't be silly. We're friends, aren't we. If something's bothering you, I wanna help.

[goldenglasses]

Of course we're friends. [Friends with a pink, talking pony. He wonders what Meryl would have thought.]

Its just, something like this, sometimes can't be fixed and you have to be sad for a little while.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[A small nod.] I gotcha. So I take it you need some alone time right now?

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, me and you will have some fun and raid a bakery together soon. Just sometimes you need to feel a bit sad for a little while. I'll be okay doing that part on my own.

But it's nice knowing you're worried about me.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Okey-dokey-lokey. See you soon, okay?

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. I'll see you around. [Is he an awful person for turning her away? He kinda feels like he's being awful for this.]