celestialcrybaby: (Max Awkward Grin)
Vash ([personal profile] celestialcrybaby) wrote in [community profile] nomans_land 2023-06-10 04:59 am (UTC)

He couldn't look at him for very long, even with the subtle differences that should have been enough to make things easier for him to stomach. In the end, it was no different than the way his own reflection in the mirrors of the inns he stayed at had been making him jump out of his skin some nights, making goosebumps roll up and down his arms and ruining his mood for the rest of the evening.

So he just shuffled over to the car, dropping his duffel bag in front of it as he popped the hood over the steaming engine. And...stared.

It wasn't like he was an engineer or a mechanic. He barely knew how to drive the things, let alone how to fix one. But he'd panicked, and now he stood there, staring into the dark void of an engine block that was sputtering and hissing steam at him, feeling more and more disconnected from his own body and trying not to lose his mind over someone he was mentally screaming couldn't possibly be who he thought he was.

But then everything had been so weird since the earthquakes happened. He'd met other versions of himself, ones that didn't quite look the same, either. People disappearing, time changing.

People coming back from the dead over a year after he'd buried them himself.

Before he knew what was happening, he was giving a high, hysterical-sounding laugh, tears rolling down his face, and he hadn't even touched the engine.

"I don't know what I expected, honestly, I've never even worked on a car before, sorry. I don't even drive, I usually just walk or get the bus between towns."

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