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trans_92009-09-03 07:54 pm
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Statues....and more statues.....this was the building that Vash had finally happened upon after wandering for a bit. He figured that if he really wanted to know more about this place, he'd better start with whatever information on its history this place was willing to offer.
Maybe the shock just hadn't worn off, but the blond gun man was taking it all in stride. There was an up-side to this, after all; since he'd gotten here he had not heard the title 'Vash the Stampede' pass through anyone's lips. No one seemed to recognize him as the criminal worth sixty-billion double dollars. It was as though he was a regular human being, a nonentity.
And putting it bluntly, that suited him just fine. To be unknown was a relief after so many years of infamy. He almost couldn't believe it. But some of his paranoia that he might be found out was ebbing - besides, in this new reality, there were bigger things than Vash the Stampede to be concerned about. And that was a nice change as well.
The statues only confused him more, however. And when he he came to a statue of some weird looking centaur creature he goggled. Then he saw the mention about 'Yeerks'. He tried to remember why that rang a bell....oh yeah. Rei.
"Maybe there's a recording or hologram here that would tell me more." he murmured, flipping the switch at the base. He sighed; nothing had happened. He moved to the next row.
Maybe the shock just hadn't worn off, but the blond gun man was taking it all in stride. There was an up-side to this, after all; since he'd gotten here he had not heard the title 'Vash the Stampede' pass through anyone's lips. No one seemed to recognize him as the criminal worth sixty-billion double dollars. It was as though he was a regular human being, a nonentity.
And putting it bluntly, that suited him just fine. To be unknown was a relief after so many years of infamy. He almost couldn't believe it. But some of his paranoia that he might be found out was ebbing - besides, in this new reality, there were bigger things than Vash the Stampede to be concerned about. And that was a nice change as well.
The statues only confused him more, however. And when he he came to a statue of some weird looking centaur creature he goggled. Then he saw the mention about 'Yeerks'. He tried to remember why that rang a bell....oh yeah. Rei.
"Maybe there's a recording or hologram here that would tell me more." he murmured, flipping the switch at the base. He sighed; nothing had happened. He moved to the next row.

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"Oh, I'm just looking around." he said to the first one that had spoken. "You aren't interrupting?"
This place is full of cute girls...I think I might not want to escape.
"Do you need something? Perhaps a date with a mysterious , handsome gun man."
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"I haven't either." he admitted. There weren't really museums back on Gunsmoke. Lots of Plants, lots of conflict, but not a whole lot of culture.
"Still," he mused,"the fact that they're here kind of makes you think they must be for something. Though if I had to take a wild guess, this place is a mixture of different histories."
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He couldn't decide whether the creature looked deadly or just mythical - a mixture of both really. He wondered if he would encounter one of those here.
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