Vash the Stampede (
goldenglasses) wrote in
driftfleet2016-07-22 06:08 pm
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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.
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.

Re: Video
He won't move from his spot on the beach. Finding a few shells and stones to casually try to skip in the water while he waits. He's not very good at it still, but getting better.]
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So when he makes it to the beach, he casually sits down next to him, staring out towards the water. Good old water. He knew where he stood with water.]
Hey.
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That or Vash is insanely good at putting on a happy face. As when Sokka sits down Vash turns his head towards him with a bright smile on his face. He's never been very good at know how not to smile around others.]
Hey there. At least it's a nice day for being out on the beach.
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Yeah. Sure, that. Also, what's up? With you and whatever is clearly bothering you?
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It's an anniversary today on my planet. A day a city was destroyed and many people died because of it. I just try to not forget it at least once a year on the anniversary.
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That's good. Remembering, I mean. Then the people who died aren't just...forgotten.
You want any help with that? Remembering? I mean, I'll listen to some stories if you've got them or something, if that'll do it.
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[Vash perks up a little thinking about the option of telling stories. He hadn't really thought about that before. Others could also remember them then. Even if it was in story only.] I actually did know some of the people there. If you sure you won't mind I could tell you some stories about them.
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[It's important. That people who have been lost don't just vanish. ]
I reserve the right to change these names if I do find it mentioned later lol
I'm a bit of a drifter back home. Going place to place is kind of second nature now, but it wasn't always. July was the biggest city I have ever been in and not everyone was overly willing to give a guy a job off the street.
That was until I ran into Mabel who owned a restaurant in the city. Took one look at me, slapped an apron over my head, and told me as long as I didn't steal anything I could stay in her storage room until I could afford a hotel room. [He chuckles and smiles as he remembers the strong woman who was willing to take a risk on someone like him.]
AYE AYE!
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Wait was the city seriously called July? Like the month?
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There's April, May, and December as well. Then we started to get a little creative with Augusta, October, and Juneora Rock.
[Best not to ask what about the other months.]
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Juneora Rock.
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One year I got bored and decided to travel to each city during the month it was named after.
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I, heh, kinda got lost on the way there. [Lost in a dessert. No big deal.]
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We don't really have relaxing days in the South Pole. You kind of need to work every day in order to not starve and die.
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