We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

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[deathsdoctor]

[Really?

... you will only have yourself to blame if you end up being stopped embarrassingly. Like being restrained by just his pinky. And if certain priests and chefs should come by and see this?

Well, too bad.]

It's unfortunately like that sometimes. [Concentrating on cleaning out that wound. You will also notice the bag of plasma has been emptied and switched for the first of a few bags of red cells. Glancing up.] We can only do the best we can. [Pause. ... slowly as he listens to your tone and inflection.] I realise it is none of my business, but is something troubling you?

[He feels no pity for them. They have sent a steady stream of wounded his way. At the same time, he feels no hate for them either. They have not wronged him, and this is not a just war or a right war - it is certainly not a war either of them should be involved in. But they are and it is a war.

If there ever is a time to grieve, it is after when the dust settles, not now. That is the proper time to mourn the dead. Now, Mister Vash, is a time for the living and to keep living.]

[goldenglasses]

[M-maybe you won't notice! A-and they're too busy to stop by!]

It's nothing, I just... don't like fighting.

[Vash watches the care he's given dully, he's been stitch up enough that some of it is just procedure now. Just once again where he's done something foolish.

And he knows not to mourn the dead in the heat of battle, but as soon as that is over, there is always time to mourn.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Just keep telling yourself that.]

There's no shame in that. [You've got little pebbles stuck in this wound, did you know that?] This is not a business to be liked.

[Don't mourn too much. They were as much authors in their ultimate fate as the ones who claimed their lives. Painting them as any sort of victim in this is as much insult to them as to the ones fighting against them.

And as warriors they at least deserve better consideration than that.]

[goldenglasses]

[This thread is going to get interesting after Vash rests for a bit isn't it?]

It really isn't. All this fighting and killing... and all for what?

[OW! He was saving that pebble for later!]