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Vash the Stampede ([personal profile] goldenglasses) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2010-11-19 09:37 pm

It's all for the donuts

Who: Vash ([livejournal.com profile] goldenglasses), Rogue ([livejournal.com profile] touchofrogue), and a random troll named Wolfwood ([livejournal.com profile] not_a_bluesbro )
When: Saturday, November 20th
Where: Vash’s bedroom. >D
Summary: During his morning meditation, Vash has a crash-in visitor and a nice little coma nap.
Rating: PG, come on people! They’re all wearing clothes!

Vash awoke as he did every morning; eyes slowly opening as he slipped away from the night’s dream. He yawned as he pushed himself slowly upwards and gave his bed hair a ruffle. He hadn’t particularly liked last night’s dream. It was more like a nightmare really, but it was gone now and it was another chilly day in Luceti.

He took a deep breath and crossed his legs in bed. Shutting his eyes as he began his morning meditation. The subjects are of love and peace, he usually quits after about three seconds, but this morning the meditation is going to be cut off a little short.
notabluesbro: ([Smile] oh wut.)

[personal profile] notabluesbro 2010-11-21 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Hell if I know," he says with the most amusing tone of voice—but he throws a thumb over his shoulder, toward the door. "All I do know is it's pretty damn cold and white out there. Maybe I'll just have to live inside from now on, without stepping out."

As much as he said that, he was admittedly curious about these interesting slush of cold. Not that he would admit to any boyish wonder just yet, as he'd been so adamant about not wanting to experience wintertime.

...Then again, he would probably hate the damn season once he got sick.

Which he knew he would, knowing his luck.
notabluesbro: ([Smile] See ya' around.)

[personal profile] notabluesbro 2010-11-21 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
After a moment, he seems like he's going to entirely ignore that request, judging by the snarky look, but he sighs and puts a hand up. "I wouldn't tell her. She might just kick me through a wall before looking for you."