There's the back entrance. I will be waiting for you.
And no, my friend, please. You never harmed me. I will meet you when you arrive.
[Text can't catch the hitch in Pure Vanillas voice.
And true to his word, when Vash shows up, Pure Vanilla will be sitting outside the back entrance. He's wearing a thick sweater to stave off some of the chill of the September morning, and his fingers are nervously plucking at the fibers.
He looks different, as well. His hair is paler, no longer burnt at the ends, and the faint clinging scent of burnt vanilla has faded to a softer scent. Just normal vanilla, woven in with him. His ears flick back and forth, swiveling to pick up the sound of the others approach.]
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And no, my friend, please. You never harmed me. I will meet you when you arrive.
[Text can't catch the hitch in Pure Vanillas voice.
And true to his word, when Vash shows up, Pure Vanilla will be sitting outside the back entrance. He's wearing a thick sweater to stave off some of the chill of the September morning, and his fingers are nervously plucking at the fibers.
He looks different, as well. His hair is paler, no longer burnt at the ends, and the faint clinging scent of burnt vanilla has faded to a softer scent. Just normal vanilla, woven in with him. His ears flick back and forth, swiveling to pick up the sound of the others approach.]