Wee! My first Trigunn fic to review. Appropriate, since I'm about to start
 on a short one myself:


 > * Beware of spoilers! *

 Finally seen it to the end, so no fear about that now.

 >
 > I think I'm okay now.

 Yeah, but look who's telling you that. You're mind. No stop and think, has
 it really been that good with judgements to date? What do you think got you
 into the mess in the first place? Right, now you understand why it's
 perspective might be just a wee bit biased. :)

I don't wake up nearly as much anymore in the middle of the night. I

don't

see dark, thick liquid pooling in those steel blue strands. I don't see

the

wind whipping around his coat, the sands collecting in on his shoulder

in

the nose of what was once someone's skull.

Bit of a run on there, even for first person. Might want to reword that a
 bit.

Things are pretty good. Meryl and Milly have helped myself and my

brother

find a place to stay. In fact, they've stayed pretty much /with/ us

these

past few months even though they swear that they have their own home

 'homes' unless they live together.

and

that they have their jobs to attend to. It's nice to have them around.

More

than nice to see Meryl... But it wouldn't be fair to her, not when I'm

not

sure if what I see in her is /just/ her or if it's someone else.

 Very perceptive of Vash. And more importantly, judging by his reactions in
 the series, he might be right.

Alone I don't think I could have handled Knives so well. There's always

been

something about him that drives me to the edge,

 It could be the fact he's a deranged psychopath determined to exterminate
 the human race by any means necessary. On the other hand, maybe it's the
way
 he snores in his sleep. It's this nasally thing that would drive anyone up
 the wall. It's too close to call.

that makes me reach for

anything - a gun, his namesake, a /spoon/ - and I see lives in his eyes

that

have passed before him BECAUSE of him Rem

 him. Rem

She's taken Knives on as her own personal pet project. I suppose being

used

to raising her siblings, nieces, nephews, and cousins, as well as a good
dollop of her own natural charm mean that she's the best out of all of

us

to

handle a centuries-old spoiled brat. He throws the food in her face, she
throws it right back. He threatens her, she stares him down (Knives,

with

all his power and delusions of grandeur, seems to quell a bit in the

face

of

a six-foot giant wielding firepower that weighs almost as much as he

does).

He threatens others, she calmly fills his ears with the stupidity of the
suggestion.

Interesting. Wouldn't have thought of that reaction on his part. Can see it,
 though.

Not when I still wake up screaming not when I still feel my arm quiver

from

trying to pull away, to get away, to find another solution /there's

always

another solution, a way to save everybody/

 Heh. Not really, but it's a nice ethic to live by, even if he fails at it
at
 times. It was one of the things I rather liked about Vash, despite the
 inherent naivete.

not when he's still smiling at me

eyes open or closed how could he do such a thing waste his /own life/ in
such a way how could Knives get him to do this and Knives is laughing at

me

I'm awake and he's calling me a /fool/...

 BTW: Too many /italisized/ words. It's supposed to be used for emphasis
 here, but since there are so many, it loses that effect. You should cut
back
 on them.

She's /always/ there to rush to my side to wordless

 wordlessly

No.

That's not true anymore, is it?

 Nope.

In my hundreds of years of life in only the last year have I known true
death after Rem. Life that was stolen from me. Life that was stolen

because

of me. Life taken by my own hands...

...I am still Vash the Stampede.

Love and Peace!

Destroyer of towns.

Humanitarian!

Taker of a single life.

 Of course, deliberate omission of an action that you know will result in
the
 loss of human life is really no different than giving permission for the
 killing to take place. Which is what Lagato was going for, and why he
 succeeded. Classic no win scenario.

...

I truly think I'll be okay now.

 Nice little introspection fic. Not sure if I'd bother with the 'angst'
 label, as it wasn't that bad. Still, just my opinion. Prose didn't flow
well
 in a few spots, even for a first person narrative. Aside from shining it up
 in a few spots, looked good to me.

 D.B. Sommer
 >



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