Ok, chapter 4, and this is from Vash's POV~ And then back to Iris's
Chapter 4-My angel with a gun
It was a few days before I was well enough for us to leave. I didn't mind bringing Iris with me. And I hoped the insurance girls wouldn't give me a hard time. Or Nick. You never knew what was going to happen when he was there.
Oh well, to me, she seemed nice enough. She had a great sense of humor, maybe she could liven things up a bit. Milly was fun sometimes, but she was just silly, and annoying. Nick could crack jokes, but he still liked getting drunk more often than not. And Meryl. She expects too much of me. Oh well, they are all like a family to me now. My own, dysfunctional, out-of-place, lovable family.
That's all there is to it. I could never come back, instead of finding them now, I could just go and never come back, never get them in trouble again. But they have their own knack for getting into trouble, and I need to protect them.
Besides, if they ever caught up to me, they would definitely give me hell. So, I'll stay.
~
Now, here we are, me and the beautiful lady Iris, walking in the desert, in the hotter than hell sun, and I couldn't be happier. I mean, what's not to enjoy about being alone with a girl like her. I'll tell you, her attitude. She's fine when you get her into a conversation where she has the upper hand, but if not, she really is a grouch. Harsh, but I don't know what else to say. She doesn't talk, and she's walking about 5 feet away from me (but that could be because she found I was faking when I had put my arm around her shoulders pretending to need someone to rest on).
But you would still think that she could be nice enough to ask how I'm doing. What with my injury and all.
"Hey, Vash, who is it that we're going to go and meet?"
Her voice rang clear in my head, and it startled me to hear her speak again, and it took me a while to realize what she had asked.
"Oh, uh, just some friends of mine. A traveling priest and two insurance girls from the Bernadelli Insurance.
"Insurance girls?!?! Aren't you worried that they'll turn you in?"
"No. I'm not worried about that. They're job right now is to make sure I don't cause anymore trouble. They're job isn't to catch a bounty, although, with the way the one of them shoots, I don't doubt that they could."
She was obviously confused. She just looked at me, eyes squinted against the sun, so cute and all. I sighed and shook my head. I was a hopeless.
We walked on for a while in silence. Complete silence. And the pain in my side came back from all the walking. Then my head started to pound. This probably wouldn't end well. At least I would get to be carried by the angel who wore a gun at her hip. For saving me before, she felt like an angel to me. My angel.
It wouldn't all together surprise me if I were to just collapse here in the sand. Maybe I'll do that..
And I did.
~When he fell I couldn't believe it. He had said that mourning that he was well enough to travel. And here he had passed out. From pain. Exhaustion. Ugh.
I had no choice, we couldn't stay in the sun till he woke up.
So, I carried him. Luckily it wasn't that far, and with his big coat on, he hadn't looked to be all that heavy, he looked rather lean.
But he seemed to be so much heavier than he had been the time I had carried him to my home when I had found him in the desert before.
As I walked, I couldn't help but wonder what the friends of Vash the Stampede could possibly be like. I mean, why would a priest be traveling with a legendary outlaw?
And the girls Vash had mentioned were probably nothing but sissy's, although he had said that one of them was a good shooter. Guess I would just have to wait and see, get Vash to the next Inn, wait for him to REALLY be able to travel, then catch up with the others.
This would definitely be interesting.
Chapter 4-My angel with a gun
It was a few days before I was well enough for us to leave. I didn't mind bringing Iris with me. And I hoped the insurance girls wouldn't give me a hard time. Or Nick. You never knew what was going to happen when he was there.
Oh well, to me, she seemed nice enough. She had a great sense of humor, maybe she could liven things up a bit. Milly was fun sometimes, but she was just silly, and annoying. Nick could crack jokes, but he still liked getting drunk more often than not. And Meryl. She expects too much of me. Oh well, they are all like a family to me now. My own, dysfunctional, out-of-place, lovable family.
That's all there is to it. I could never come back, instead of finding them now, I could just go and never come back, never get them in trouble again. But they have their own knack for getting into trouble, and I need to protect them.
Besides, if they ever caught up to me, they would definitely give me hell. So, I'll stay.
~
Now, here we are, me and the beautiful lady Iris, walking in the desert, in the hotter than hell sun, and I couldn't be happier. I mean, what's not to enjoy about being alone with a girl like her. I'll tell you, her attitude. She's fine when you get her into a conversation where she has the upper hand, but if not, she really is a grouch. Harsh, but I don't know what else to say. She doesn't talk, and she's walking about 5 feet away from me (but that could be because she found I was faking when I had put my arm around her shoulders pretending to need someone to rest on).
But you would still think that she could be nice enough to ask how I'm doing. What with my injury and all.
"Hey, Vash, who is it that we're going to go and meet?"
Her voice rang clear in my head, and it startled me to hear her speak again, and it took me a while to realize what she had asked.
"Oh, uh, just some friends of mine. A traveling priest and two insurance girls from the Bernadelli Insurance.
"Insurance girls?!?! Aren't you worried that they'll turn you in?"
"No. I'm not worried about that. They're job right now is to make sure I don't cause anymore trouble. They're job isn't to catch a bounty, although, with the way the one of them shoots, I don't doubt that they could."
She was obviously confused. She just looked at me, eyes squinted against the sun, so cute and all. I sighed and shook my head. I was a hopeless.
We walked on for a while in silence. Complete silence. And the pain in my side came back from all the walking. Then my head started to pound. This probably wouldn't end well. At least I would get to be carried by the angel who wore a gun at her hip. For saving me before, she felt like an angel to me. My angel.
It wouldn't all together surprise me if I were to just collapse here in the sand. Maybe I'll do that..
And I did.
~When he fell I couldn't believe it. He had said that mourning that he was well enough to travel. And here he had passed out. From pain. Exhaustion. Ugh.
I had no choice, we couldn't stay in the sun till he woke up.
So, I carried him. Luckily it wasn't that far, and with his big coat on, he hadn't looked to be all that heavy, he looked rather lean.
But he seemed to be so much heavier than he had been the time I had carried him to my home when I had found him in the desert before.
As I walked, I couldn't help but wonder what the friends of Vash the Stampede could possibly be like. I mean, why would a priest be traveling with a legendary outlaw?
And the girls Vash had mentioned were probably nothing but sissy's, although he had said that one of them was a good shooter. Guess I would just have to wait and see, get Vash to the next Inn, wait for him to REALLY be able to travel, then catch up with the others.
This would definitely be interesting.