[Voice/Action]

[thenightmarebegins]

A day's time...? Then I must prepare.

In the meantime if... No, never mind. It's just as well I'm not here.

[It's more notice than one ever gets with a kidnapping, he knows that, although it's still... bothersome. Vincent had hoped he could continue the beginning of this year in relative peace. Besides, it's another New Feather wave and he always finds himself wondering every time whether she'll be returned. But it might be best if he's away for a time so he's not constantly wondering.]

[So Vincent will be hurrying along between places- weapons shop, item shop, and a stop by the Barracks for some old-fashioned shooting. Sometimes just putting bullets repeatedly in a target is the best thing.]

Comments

[ action ]

[touchofrogue]

Not any of the one's I've been on. It was just some shipyard.

[lostinmyway]

["Insist" ...that's a funny word.]

Don't you want company?

[thenightmarebegins]

I'm not used to it... most of the time...

[ action ]

[thenightmarebegins]

There seems no end to the variety of locations...

[It does make him wonder again just how vast it is out there, beyond the barrier.]

[ action ]

[touchofrogue]

[She just shrugs a little.] It is a whole world out there.

[ action ]

[thenightmarebegins]

It's easy to forget, after so long in captivity...

[It was the same when he spent all that time in the basement, locked in... his own world, in a sense. It seems the story of his life, apparently.]

[lostinmyway]

Aren't you?

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[touchofrogue]

...yeah. I reckon I could see how that's the case.

[thenightmarebegins]

I spend a lot of time alone.

[ action ]

[thenightmarebegins]

Unfortunately.

[He takes another glance around, wanting to be sure he has all he'll need once he gets out there.]

Well... I'm prepared.

[ action ]

[touchofrogue]

[A wry smile.]

Good luck.

[ action ]

[thenightmarebegins]

[A solemn nod in return.]

Thank you.

[lostinmyway]

Doesn't that make you lonely?

[Here we go again.]

[thenightmarebegins]

[Yes, again.]

I have nothing against it.

[lostinmyway]

Do you like it?

[thenightmarebegins]

It's... something I'm used to.

[lostinmyway]

Is it?

[...Is that a yes?]

[thenightmarebegins]

[That's a good question.]

I've been alone for a long time now.

[More years than it... would seem possible for him.]

[lostinmyway]

[Dude you are so lucky this is voice and not action, because them's huggin' words!

...But yes.

Grune is quiet for a little while. Then she says:] Then I'll bring you something nice a little while after you get back, all right?

[thenightmarebegins]

[He's quiet for a bit himself.]

...Very well.

[Even if he'll be sneaky and try to avoid being seen right away...]

[lostinmyway]

[No need. Grune is actually going to try to give him his space. ...Provided she remembers.]

I hope you have a nice trip.

[thenightmarebegins]

I'll try.

[He pauses a moment, hesitating, and then...]

...Thank you.

[lostinmyway]

[She beams in sudden delight.]

You're welcome!

[thenightmarebegins]

[He sighs but nods in acceptance.]

[lostinmyway]

I'll see you when you come home. Goodbye, Vincent!

[And on that chipper note, she shuts the journal.]