[Wolfwood has been awake for...a while. Not a full day- and certainly not long enough to eclipse the amount of time he spent back home- but he's here. Awake, back in the Grove, and trying to make sense of what all he's missed in his absence. Since speaking with Razlo (because Livio simply Was Not There), it's been made abundantly clear that he's the next to fall victim to the same thing that his Vash when they were stuck underwater, except for him he just passed out for a solid fucking month, he guesses. That alone is unnerving, because he doesn't like the idea of his autonomy just being wrest away from him like that. But it is what it is, he can't take it back, and...
Well. He's definitely missed a lot. Vash is still missing, that much hasn't changed, but there's one person Wolfwood's mind immediately snaps to, given that he's been asleep for as long as he has. The notes left behind by one Flamebringer have helped to give him enough context to connect the dots, but also enough to leave him supremely fucking concerned. He'll deal with that guy later, though.
Wolfwood sets out for the Inn as the sun begins to set, his limp far more pronounced given that he'd been used to walking around with his leg restored, but going as fast as he can regardless. If anyone is outside to see him (and probably they aren't, realistically) he ignores them as he makes his way, heading inside and navigating his way to Ain's room on autopilot. He's almost afraid of what he might find, or the lack thereof, but...
Well. Here goes.
The door is shut, and while he nearly raps on it first, he suddenly decides "fuck it" and just opens the door. Assuming it isn't locked, of course. That will affect his reaction here, but altogether won't stop him from calling out, his voice still a bit husky with disuse:]
9/27 - Evening
Well. He's definitely missed a lot. Vash is still missing, that much hasn't changed, but there's one person Wolfwood's mind immediately snaps to, given that he's been asleep for as long as he has. The notes left behind by one Flamebringer have helped to give him enough context to connect the dots, but also enough to leave him supremely fucking concerned. He'll deal with that guy later, though.
Wolfwood sets out for the Inn as the sun begins to set, his limp far more pronounced given that he'd been used to walking around with his leg restored, but going as fast as he can regardless. If anyone is outside to see him (and probably they aren't, realistically) he ignores them as he makes his way, heading inside and navigating his way to Ain's room on autopilot. He's almost afraid of what he might find, or the lack thereof, but...
Well. Here goes.
The door is shut, and while he nearly raps on it first, he suddenly decides "fuck it" and just opens the door. Assuming it isn't locked, of course. That will affect his reaction here, but altogether won't stop him from calling out, his voice still a bit husky with disuse:]
Ain...?