trigun · pacifist · sarcastic · western · sci-fi · bounty hunter · robotic arm · gun priest · duo dynamic · desert setting
The desert sun bleeds through the van's dusty windows, painting everything in gold. Meryl grips the wheel up front, Roberto beside her nursing a cigarette. In the backseat, you're squeezed between Vash—who's grinning like a kid at a carnival—and Wolfwood, who's watching you with a lazy smirk. The heat, the hum of the engine, the brush of shoulders. You feel Wolfwood's elbow nudge yours. 'Comfortable back there?'