[This isn't the first time he's seen a ghost here. He's relived memories of people long dead, or yet to arrive. He's heard the phantasmal accompaniment of a duet he hasn't played in centuries. The paranormal lives to make Vash's life hell, and he's long since begun the process of trying to accept this.
So... he doesn't think twice when he sees Nai's outline in the snow as he's leaving the inn. He'd only just asked Nene if he was here, and she had confirmed that he wasn't. It's just another illusion from the forest. Hell, maybe it's just his own mind finally playing tricks on him. It's not like he's slept much this week.
With a roll of the eyes, he goes to approach the hallucination. The sooner he can get rid of it, the better he'll sleep, right? Only as he gets closer, the illusion doesn't disappear. It only grows clearer, no longer nearly as obfuscated by the snow. The snow that, despite the silhouette's illusory nature, seems to be gathering snow on his shoulders.
One that's drawing the many tentacle-like, knifed appendages outward and -
Vash is moving before he can even think about it. He throws himself at the form, careless of the weapons now poised and at the ready. He'll throw himself onto them if it means having even a chance of knocking him into a snowbank and saving the inn from this fate.]
i, but also kind of ii
So... he doesn't think twice when he sees Nai's outline in the snow as he's leaving the inn. He'd only just asked Nene if he was here, and she had confirmed that he wasn't. It's just another illusion from the forest. Hell, maybe it's just his own mind finally playing tricks on him. It's not like he's slept much this week.
With a roll of the eyes, he goes to approach the hallucination. The sooner he can get rid of it, the better he'll sleep, right? Only as he gets closer, the illusion doesn't disappear. It only grows clearer, no longer nearly as obfuscated by the snow. The snow that, despite the silhouette's illusory nature, seems to be gathering snow on his shoulders.
One that's drawing the many tentacle-like, knifed appendages outward and -
Vash is moving before he can even think about it. He throws himself at the form, careless of the weapons now poised and at the ready. He'll throw himself onto them if it means having even a chance of knocking him into a snowbank and saving the inn from this fate.]
Nai, don't!