sticksandbones | Netbook 002: Of Moons and Mommys and Bugges

Hey, guys. It's Vash. If you haven't seen me around the Grove yet then... Surprise. I'm back.

I found... a few things out in the Forest. Or, adjacent to the Forest, I guess? There's a lighthouse out there, you see. I really really don't recommend going in it. There's someone in there that's been extremely Corrupted. I tried to talk him down, but about got killed in the process, so... haha! Don't do that.

But that sort of. Brings me to the first topic at hand. What progress have we made in curing Corruption. And, uh. What can I do to help with that? I don't want him to suffer any longer than he has. I want to help him if I can.

And... Uh. Secondly. Near the Lighthouse I found a statue. It was of a woman. She seemed really pretty, but really sad. Anyone recognize her?

[Beneath the message, anyone watching will see a relatively rough sketch start to take shape. When he finishes, he gets back to writing.]

She saved me. If I had to guess, she's a Guardian. I heard her voice and felt her around me. Cold, but not dangerous. Like a cold wind on a hot day, I guess? And she felt... sad, too.

I want to help her as well. Though I guess I really don't know where to begin with that. So uh. Any help you've got, I'm listening.

And, I guess. Uh.

Sorry for disappearing. Hope everyone's okay.

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You... seem like a real good friend.

[The rest feels like it strikes too close to home. He knows he's not exactly being subtle about his discomfort, but it's not like Pure Vanilla is going to call him out publicly for it.

... Right?]

Yeah. I've been all over my planet. Not that I tell kids the gritty details. Just the fun stuff!

[ Sadly Pure Vanilla has no idea how closely their stories resonate. Or, if he does, it's in the faint way that feels like deja vu, due to his time in another world with another person. The feeling will make him stare down at his journal in a confused frown. This is only his fourth or fifth time speaking to Vash, yet- ]

Forgive me, have we spoken about this subject before? It feels most strangely familiar.

[ Even the talk about adventurers... what is this. ]

Yes of course. Tails to thrill, but never to linger in their heads in anything but pleasant dreams and fond memories.

[Vash has to squint down at the paper for some time. It's been a long few weeks. It's not impossible to believe he's forgotten the conversation. Still, Pure Vanilla gave off the vibe of someone who wouldn't forget such things. Which means the fact that he's asking...]

I don't know. I don't think so?

[Vash doesn't share the same sense of dejavu. Without the experience of the penninsula, Pure Vanilla had begun as a stranger to him. And while yes, Vash might consider them allies, and PV a good man, he doesn't have that same attachment.

Yet.]

Figured you'd get the idea. You don't seem like the type to want to scare kids anymore than I am.

[ Silence for a moment, as Pure Vanilla tries to puzzle this sensation out. Is this something from their past lives here in the Grove? Or is he simply confusing this conversation with another. ]

How peculiar! Perhaps old age is finally creeping on me! Please forgive my mistake.

[ Plus it also works as a way to gentle move away from that conversation, as he could tell Vash was uncomfortable. ]

I am glad to see we share the same ideals, my friend. It warms my heart knowing it is the same worlds around.

[Vash is just as relieved to see that the topic is shifting away. Not that the deja vu bothered him, that's normal enough in a world like this. Everything else, though? He'd rather avoid the topic.]

I agree. Where I'm from, it's a bit hard to find folks that think the same. Even the people I care most about I tend to but heads with. It's... nice to feel a little more connected.

Butting heads is a part of life, even with those we hold dearest, but it is indeed nice to find someone who understands the littler things! Love and peace are what we should all aspire to, and to bring joy to those around us. Even if they are tales of adventures that lift a small ones spirits.

[Hold on. Give him a minute. Did his heart just skip a beat? So many people tolerate him and his strange ideals. He doesn't think he's ever met someone who well and truly embodied them, however. He quickly underlines "Love and Peace," then draws their symbols near both words!]

That's my motto! That's how I live. I want to bring Love and Peace to the world, wherever I can.

[ The underline and symbols make him smile, and he draws his own opposite Vash's, enclosing the words. ]

Aha, I may be biased, my friend, but it is the perfect motto and way to live! To stretch out your hands to others, to ease their hardships, to use what you are graced with for the well-being of those around you. That is my path. Peace, healing, and harmony.

Exactly. But also... not being afraid to fight back where and when you need to. Not to harm, but to prevent harm, and do as little damage along the way when you do.

Yes!

[ Vash can't see it but the sheep tail wiggles in glee. ]

I have fought my fair share of battles, protecting those from Leviathans and Monsters that would do them harm. To fight for the safety of others goes hand in hand with love. To love those around me, to fight for them and offer them safety... that is the greatest joy I know.

You get it. You really get it.

[Picture it with a dreamy sigh. It's the kind of good, reassuring news that he needs after everything that's happened.]

I do. And my heart is glad to see you understand as well. I hope together we can continue bringing these ideals to those around us.

[ He will draw a heart around love and peace and their doodles. ]

[Okay his heart really needs to stop doing that. Please.]

Thank you, Pure Vanilla.

There is no reason to thank me, but you are welcome, Vash. But I insist in return you take my thanks as well! Thank you, with all my heart.

Edited 2024-03-31 05:57 (UTC)

Netbook 002: Of Moons and Mommys and Bugges

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