Vent sighed, focusing his eyes on the bright sky above him. He lazed his eyes as a cloud rolled on by and let his mind drift. "Oh right...that." he told himself. In response, he looked to his left arm. It was still bandaged, still a wreck in every meaning of the word. Monday brought with it the most disturbingly deadly thing he'd seen in Cyberspace, a pair of snipers. Both of them had shot him in the left arm, but the bullet was apparently an entirely new breed of round, they soared right through it so fast he hadn't noticed until later. Then a moment he was even less proud of, taking a meaningless bullet. It would have been great if he'd noticed that Fefnir hadn't apparently switched himself out with a hologram, then he wouldn't have tried to save him and then wouldn't have gotten shot through the chest, namely the lung. The round was superheated aluminum, it burned straight through his chest, into his lung, out the other side, and fused to his spine.

"Thank Alia for that one," he murmured to himself. She had luckily been available to remove the round and apply a healthy degree of stitches. Of course, the problem became that fate simply wasn't keen on letting Vent rest. It wasn't long before he'd met a little girl named Alki. Of course, 'meet' is an odd term, it was more akin to...Gutsman picked her up and hurled her with all his force at a building and Vent Megamerged to HX in order to rescue her. "Then...then Trigger threw a rapier at me...to save her...I mean if I hadn't caught her, I guess yes, it would have pinned her, but she'd have still hit the building at top speed, I don't think he wants the sword back after all the small girl goo covering it and the wall."

He thankfully rescued the girl, set her down, and calmed her. Something in him took over at that point, like an instinct that wanted her calm and safe. Before he knew it, he'd taken her home, fed her, and put her to bed. It made him happy, but all the same, megamerging put so much stress on his left arm that it was...now completely useless for the moment. The next day, he volunteered to be the girl's guardian. "Then there was that other thing...oh right...yeah..." he turned red, blushing uncontrollably as his mind wandered to Tuesday.