love_and_peace: (smile - even tho your heart may break)
Vash the Stampede ([personal profile] love_and_peace) wrote in [community profile] lastvoyageslogs2025-11-03 09:42 am
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lyrics about apologizing go here

Who: Vash, and the people he attacked during the flood, and open
What: Apologies! Probably some punching.
When: The first week of November, between the ghosts leaving and Sokie & John's wedding
Where: All over
Warnings: Nothing planned -- see thread headers for anything specific.



In the Lounge:

He's not sure where to find the Cat King, but Iago, he knows, works in the Lounge. It's a good public space for this particular apology, Vash figures, nodding his thanks to whoever lets him into the ostensibly warden-only venue. The last thing he wants Iago -- or any of them -- to feel is cornered and threatened. That person wasn't him -- that's not who he is.

Now: Iago is probably behind the bar, isn't he? Vash approaches warily, scanning the room for any sign of the man. Ideally, he'll spot Iago, they can find a table at the side of the room somewhere, and he can apologize there.




In the maintenance office:

He honestly doesn't expect to see Oscar at work any time soon. He doesn't know if the brutality he saw during the flood resulted in Oscar's death, but he'd be surprised if it didn't. And even if he lived through the horrors that Vash witnessed -- that he assisted with -- Vash can't really picture him wanting to go back to scrubbing toilets and picking up wet towels anytime soon.

So when he walks up to the maintenance office at the start of his shift, freshly showered from his workout this morning, his mind is decidedly elsewhere. Not everyone's ghostly visitors were kind and well-intentioned, but Vash's were, and he can't help but smile thinking about it.



Outside the Engine Room:

This time, when Vash knocks on the Engine Room door, it's polite, almost timid, just a one-two-three to get the attention of whoever might be working. If the roster is still the same as it was when he was working down here, then Jedao should be inside, but who can tell?



(More prompts coming soon! Watch this space.)
knowmyplace: (remorse)

Lounge

[personal profile] knowmyplace 2025-11-03 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Death resets people back to the way they had been when they came to the Barge. For Iago, that means he returns to how he was after months of torture and imprisonment. While he's dressed well, in sleek black and red that he wears proudly like a uniform, he's lost weight and muscle and there is a certain angle to his face. He will get it back, but he tries to hide it now.

It's slow in yhe Lounge, which means that he's experimenting with cocktails for the wedding, mixing small batches to sample. He spots Vash immediately but shows no outward sign that he has, his focus on the glasses in front of him.

Far too much cherry...
countthecats: (Intense)

[personal profile] countthecats 2025-11-07 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a low growl from just behind Vash. It's hard to say whether the Cat King had been lurking in his other form, or teleported, or Vash had simply missed him. but he's there now, eyes burning and teeth bared in a snarl.

"Leave, if you know what's good for you."
knowmyplace: (gossip)

[personal profile] knowmyplace 2025-11-07 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's alright," he tells CK without looking up. "He's just here to offer his apologies."

He looks up and flashes Vash a soft smile that might look warm and inviting. He gestures for CK to join him, though.

"Aren't you?"
countthecats: (Intense)

[personal profile] countthecats 2025-11-07 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite being in human form, the rumbling growl that comes from the Cat King's throat doesn't sound like something a human could make. He circles Vash until he's firmly between the man and Iago.

"You've an awful lot of blood on your hands for a little sorry to mean much, Hair Gel."

But he's not attacking. Maybe because of Iago's words, maybe because he doesn't want to get banned from the Lounge. There's precious little to do on this ship as it is.
knowmyplace: (inquisitive)

[personal profile] knowmyplace 2025-11-07 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Iago pours a drink and tastes it while the two interact.

"No, no. It's alright. You see, tesoro, he did it for his sister." His smile doesn't falter. "He killed a cat, who really couldn't harm anything, and then me."

He puts his hand to his chest to address Vash. "You know what the death toll does, my friend? It brings you back to the way you were when you arrived. For me? That was after months of being chained up, tortured, and starved. So it must have meant so much to your sister and I assume her memory...for you to slice me open just so I could come back starved and full of open, blistering wounds on top of the Death Toll."

He takes a shot, the full glass.

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unilaterallydisarming: (coming out)

[personal profile] unilaterallydisarming 2025-11-03 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning Vash." Oscar was there. Still one handed, still looking like...his normal self. A little tired perhaps, but his hair was brushed, his clothes clean, and he looked ready to work.

"Any supplies you think you need this morning?"

No 'hi, we were both crazy the other week' mention. Just normal.
unilaterallydisarming: (by being)

[personal profile] unilaterallydisarming 2025-11-04 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oscar blinked, startled, and his hand dropped from what he was doing. Oscar took in a deep breath, and made to step towards Vash.

"We weren't ourselves." His voice was quiet. Firm. "Neither of us were. I'm sorry that we were...both so compromised. Let's talk about it, shall we?"
unilaterallydisarming: (in sand)

[personal profile] unilaterallydisarming 2025-11-04 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I...well. I had a...I was reset. Not because of you, or me. It was pride and a way to hurt someone else."

His throat was better at least. He felt terrible for who it was meant to hurt. "I haven't really...processed everything. Most of the week was blurred with madness."

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madaboutit: (Anim smoke field exhale)

The Greenhouse

[personal profile] madaboutit 2025-11-06 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sweeney's been left with a lot to think about. He still doesn't feel much like himself, but at least it seems that there's only one of him left to stress about. At least, only one that's still walking around. If he mulls too much about what happened on Samhain, he starts to get itchy in a way that far more than skin-deep.

He seeks succor on his knoll; it's a place of reprieve where he can try to find some semblance of quiet from the noise rattling around in his skull. Sweeney smokes slowly, letting his mind wander. Of course, the effort is aided by the fact that instead of tobacco, today's cigarette contains pot.
madaboutit: (Anim look field glance)

[personal profile] madaboutit 2025-11-09 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
He's not expecting the man, and straightens a bit at the address. It only takes a quick look to raise some questions. That said, he also knows the likely answer.

"They've not left ya yet?" he inquires with a touch of resignation in his tone. He did this, right? Sweeney knows he didn't mean to, but that doesn't change what happened.
madaboutit: (Anim look field side blink)

[personal profile] madaboutit 2025-11-14 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head, his expression a touch soft.

"No, it's not silly." The answer is meant in empathy. Sweeney knows how important hope is, and he's not about to shit on something that offers it to anyone.

"No reason not ta do it, just in case." Anything is possible, at the end of the day. He cocks his head, taking a step into a small tangent.

"Things...went a'right then?"

Apparently, there were mixed results, when it came to experiences, for himself, included.

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deuceoftears: (snips)

[personal profile] deuceoftears 2025-11-06 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Jedao doesn't answer at first. Frankly, if someone wants to speak to him so badly, they can call him on the communicator; he's given Ekko and Alucard the day off, and nobody else needs to be here.

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[personal profile] deuceoftears 2025-11-08 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
They're less consistent than he supposes; if Jedao and Gojyo had both been tolling, it might have been empty. When he finally steps out, Jedao's eyes narrow momentarily, and he shuts and locks the door behind him sharply.
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[personal profile] deuceoftears 2025-11-08 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I've never found speaking to you a particularly peaceful exercise," Jedao says flatly. But it's not like he can stop Vash.

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