[ sure, he doesn't have to. he'd say he doesn't do anything he doesn't want to do if it wasn't a fucking lie. what is he if not pulled along by the whims and wants of everyone around him? he doesn't remember the last time he had agency of his own. and maybe this is him trying to remember that, what it's like to do something that he feels is right—to feel right about something again; to not have to force himself into the grind of doing something he doesn't want to do weighed against the safety of the only people he ever cared about. ]
you gonna give me a landmark or something or are we gonna play a game of marco polo
[ so no, he's not chasing after him this time because he has to. and whatever hurt and pain he will inevitably sustain this time is a pain he chooses for himself, for once. and isn't that a thought? ]
( well ... people that associate themselves with him have a tendency to get wrapped up in the whirlwind, don't they? you could just blame it on that, if you want. if you need some kind of scapegoat.
but he's not going to deny that wolfwood checking in on him makes his stomach do weird little flip-flops, and it's stupid, he knows, but. it's not like he has a whole lot of control over something like that.
he laughs to himself, a chuckle under his breath. )
pick a pile of rubble and you'll probably find me uh
( hold on, he'll try to give you a landmark. )
i guess saying the beach wouldn't mean much, huh i'm fine, though don't worry about me
[ even if he had something to blame it on, would it even matter in the end? he knows the truth: he's always cared too much, and after everything that happened, it's only gotten worse. so— ]
marco polo it is
[ because he'll be the judge of worrying about vash or not, thanks. he's making his way along the bay though, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of vash, cigarette smoke wafting up above him like some sort of beacon. ]
( one of these days they're going to have the conversation about just why nicholas cares more about the sort of shenanigans vash gets himself up to ... since he hasn't exactly been brought up to speed about the difference in their perception of the timeline.
all in due time ... all in due time.
but he has to chuckle a bit to himself at the response he gets, because it doesn't surprise him in the slightest. )
wanna make a bet on who finds who first?
( vash this isn't a game --
but it wouldn't be him if he didn't pretend to not take something seriously. )
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Date: 2024-01-12 08:08 am (UTC)you gonna give me a landmark or something
or are we gonna play a game of marco polo
[ so no, he's not chasing after him this time because he has to. and whatever hurt and pain he will inevitably sustain this time is a pain he chooses for himself, for once. and isn't that a thought? ]
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Date: 2024-01-13 03:49 am (UTC)but he's not going to deny that wolfwood checking in on him makes his stomach do weird little flip-flops, and it's stupid, he knows, but. it's not like he has a whole lot of control over something like that.
he laughs to himself, a chuckle under his breath. )
pick a pile of rubble and you'll probably find me
uh
( hold on, he'll try to give you a landmark. )
i guess saying the beach wouldn't mean much, huh
i'm fine, though
don't worry about me
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Date: 2024-01-16 03:45 am (UTC)marco polo it is
[ because he'll be the judge of worrying about vash or not, thanks. he's making his way along the bay though, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of vash, cigarette smoke wafting up above him like some sort of beacon. ]
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Date: 2024-01-16 07:20 pm (UTC)all in due time ... all in due time.
but he has to chuckle a bit to himself at the response he gets, because it doesn't surprise him in the slightest. )
wanna make a bet on who finds who first?
( vash this isn't a game --
but it wouldn't be him if he didn't pretend to not take something seriously. )