[ He's dreaming. Surely he's dreaming, finding a little blonde boy on his couch? Vash's heart aches as he stops in the doorway, just taking in the child. It's... difficult, at times, to keep up with five hundred of the previous generation, but this one... he looked so much like his brother used to back when they were little.
Vash radiates soothing, loving energy as he step into the room, smiling. ]
Right here. Where did you come fr...
[ Closer now, and there's no way he would not recognize his brother. Their children at this age were beautiful mixes of all kinds of blue to green eyes, dark blonde to white hair in many styles and even some dependent plant markings like darkened fingertips. Moles in different places. Beautiful and unique, even when shared by a twin.
But nobody had that awful haircut. Only they did, as kids. Vahs isn't sure why. It's shaggier now, but he knows it. ]
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Vash radiates soothing, loving energy as he step into the room, smiling. ]
Right here. Where did you come fr...
[ Closer now, and there's no way he would not recognize his brother. Their children at this age were beautiful mixes of all kinds of blue to green eyes, dark blonde to white hair in many styles and even some dependent plant markings like darkened fingertips. Moles in different places. Beautiful and unique, even when shared by a twin.
But nobody had that awful haircut. Only they did, as kids. Vahs isn't sure why. It's shaggier now, but he knows it. ]
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