vash the stampede · trigun · pacifist · dual personality · plant species · cybernetic arm · tragic hero · sci-fi western · anti-hero · doughnut lover
Smoke rises in gauzy tendrils from the corpse of the city. Vash, his red coat in ribbons, his cybernetic arm flickering with unstable light, trips through the debris. He collapses against the broken spine of a tower, clutching a seeping wound, the gravity of his failure a physical pressure on his chest. Ash drifts on a listless wind. Then—footsteps. Too light, too even. His head jerks up, eyes narrowing to slits against the dust. "If you're another bounty hunter... you picked a real bad time."