[Voice | Action]

[biteoffherhead]

[What a surprise - another very rare voice post from Moro! And like usual for her with the strange magical device, her message is short and sweet.]

I seek those who saw the battle against the rotting corpses. The place called "Vaskoth", where I died. More than mere survivors, I wish to seek those that I had touched.

Come to the forest. I shall be there.


[And there she always is. She was gone for a time, perhaps in the mountains or further towards the edge of the barrier, but her tracks around the village are fresh once more and the wild animals shriek her name in terror if they aren't gossiping madly about how little she's actually chased them lately.]

Comments

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash reads the post and taps a finger quietly. He'd much rather forget Vaskoth even if he knew he never would let himself do that.

He doesn't think he touched Moro during that fight, but part of that time is hazy at best. Nightmares that he can only somewhat put back together. He's thinking he won't actually have to respond and talk about that fight.

He shuts his book. Only someone has just gotten back from a kidnapping and as he closes his book suddenly the hiccup strike.]

Hiccup!

[And suddenly Vash is no longer sitting on his couch. Instead hovering just a bit above Moro. The screaming might give her enough time to move out of the way.]

AHHHHHHH!

[Action]

[biteoffherhead]

[She shuffles to the side, but he still can break his fall by hitting Moro's thick hide and scraggly fur before slamming into the ground. Needless to say, Moro is rather startled, and with an angry snarl she goes to bite him. It didn't hurt, no, but the old wolf is tense and paranoid enough as it is! If he's lucky enough to scramble away (which he probably is), Moro will calm down once she's realized what happened.]

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[There are many beatings Vash is able to dodge, but willing to take on anyway. Anything coming from Moro is not one of them. Double when it's quite clear he has startled her.

He would have given a yell if hadn't already had the breath knocked out of him in the fall. Instead he gives a silent and quickly calculated push up and away from the ground. Narrowly avoiding the giant jaws attempting to close in on him.

Just for extra space and caution he rolls a couple feet back on top of his push. Breath coming in short he raises his empty hands up.] Moro! I'm sorry! It's me! Vash! The broom haired guy! [It all comes out in gasps as he tries to catch his breath from the fall and quick maneuvers.]

[Action]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro stops short of biting at him again, teeth bared and a deep, guttural growl rolling out of her chest. She withdraws, stepping back from him, bared fangs covered as Moro relaxed her face into a mere scowl.]

Re: [Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash relaxes just slightly as the teeth are put away... for now. A nervous laugh bubbles up where the hiccups have momentarily at least been properly terrified away.]

S-sorry. I, uh, well... you see I've kinda been forcefully teleporting around because of the Malnosso. I can't seem to control it. I'm really very sorry for falling on you Ms. Moro, ma'am!