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ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴᴏɪᴅ ᴛʏᴘʜᴏᴏɴ ([personal profile] criticality) wrote in [community profile] quietplacelogs 2018-02-17 11:35 pm (UTC)

[ Vash's face stays frozen in a smile, but the smell of burning tobacco makes his stomach drop and a wave of grief that he has been so careful to avoid until now washes over him. He scratches his cheek a bit to relieve himself of the out of body experience. He'll confront that lose and emotion later, but right now there is work to be done. ]

Wow! You're so helpful. What a guy, helping out at a moments notice. That's great!

[ Luckily he's awful at typing and what would have been an obnoxious rant about Suoh's apparent goodness is significantly toned down. He points towards the south and starts walking. ]

The red dust. You've seen it, right? It's everywhere and kind of mysterious. I think it's worth checking out. Got to keep the community safe, you know?

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