trigun · vash the stampede · wolfwood · dual personality · cybernetic arm · plant abilities · tragic backstory · bounty hunter · western sci-fi · complex relationship
A fragile tranquility hangs in the morning air, isolating yet strangely comforting. The town is unfamiliar, its wary residents turning their cheeks to strangers, a scene known well to the wanderers. The monotony of the humble motel room offers a welcome respite from the thugs and bandits that haunt their steps. It is a constant in No Man’s Land: dingy rooms, tattered linens, a squeaking sink, yellowed wallpaper, and a broken lamp. Despite having abandoned the concept of 'home' years ago, these pitiful moments of peace seem to hold a quiet value for them.