http://suchaprize.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] suchaprize.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] fullofmercy 2007-09-17 05:49 am (UTC)

Her eyes widen in a kind of bewildered puzzlement.

"I'm not."

At least she's pretty sure she's not. She's looking for a couple of things, but redemption isn't one of them. In a moment of panic back on the Bebop before they got here, when she thought she was going to die from getting bitten, she told Spike she's never even committed any crimes.

Or at least not any bad ones, and that's true. Oh, she's responsible for some outbreaks of violence -- occasionally deadly -- but it's only ever been in self-defense so she's not particularly worried about that. There's nothing weighing too heavily on her conscience. She's not what anybody would consider an angel, but she's never done anything unforgivable.

At least not in her opinion. And as far as she can remember.

She tilts her head slightly, and it's the first time in one of these hospital elevators that she hasn't paid the least bit of attention to the changing floor number above the closed elevator doors.

"He must really be something if a priest is saying that about him." She's not sure she gets this Vash guy at all, though. "So let me get this straight: this dangerous guy everybody's after is some bleeding heart who refuses to fight back even in self-defense?"

He sounds like a great example of a man who's a real baby.

"How's he still alive?"

Her hand stays on her hip, and she's visibly surprised when the elevator stops and the doors open onto the fifth floor.

She assumes the tournament's the reason he knows Vash is such a good shot since he says the guy won't shoot back at people, and there must be some story behind the priest signing up the bounty head for a tournament that she doesn't know about.

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