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Vash The Stampede ([personal profile] doubledollar) wrote in [community profile] kaisou2023-05-14 06:51 pm

SeeD 6 - Raindrops in the Sand

WHO: Vash, + Libra, Rren, Varian, Wolfwood
WHERE: Some places in Kaisou, Kanto Stable Gate, etc
WHEN: Mid-May
WHAT: Vash and his sidequests for the month! Still can't help himself.
WARNINGS: Likely violence for the ones with wolfwood + rren, fighting might be involved. Will update if needed.



(Click on the Arrow to reveal post!)

Do Not Look at the Dog Park👁️ (for Rren)

Honestly, take it from me. While I'm ALL for the kind of nonsense that involves people in need? I can tell you first hand, that there's no such thing as a 'lucky' anything. Unless there's actually a magic spell on that ball that gives them luck, they'd do just as well with ANY of the other balls they have.

[ listen he is an EXPERT when it comes to matters involving LUCK!!! he gives a little sigh, but then turns his head to give his enby buddy a bright smile anyway. ] But hey. You know, I've definitely gone on worse missions and had worse outcomes. Remind me to tell you how I got the bunnies on the farm one day.

[ but that's neither here nor there. ]

So, what's a dog park, anyway. Neither of us are dogs, so... getting in might be a bit troublesome. Might have to be a stealth mission?


Cotton the Act☁️ (for Libra)

You brought those knitting needles those dumb plants spat out at me a week or so ago, right? Those should help out a little, their supplies are a little thin, here...
[ vash is sitting at the table they've been shown by the helpers they signed up to volunteer with, and he's going through piles of very rough looking clothing, torn and with holes in various places...

he's sewn his own clothing together dozens of times and he's not bad at this kind of work! But. The thing was, he didn't think about it until he arrived here... but.

Sewing and knitting was sort of a two-handed task, wasn't it?

He's looking at Libra weakly. ]


Sorry that it looks like you're gonna' be doing the lion's share of the work here. I can work on matching up torn parts and--

[ oh god that's a buneary runnin right across the table, scattering balls of yarn as he goes. Vash is gonna get up and try to grab the thing. ]



Red Hot Chili Peppers🌶️ (for Varian)

[ probably after the meeting with the kid at his farm, the whole fiasco with showing the guy his neat bullet-dodging power as well as testing out a new arm prototype the guy has been making for him--it was easy, as far as vash was concerned, to want to spend some more time with the guy. that's what you do when you're trying to make a friend, right? do things, spend time with them? he remembered the last time he went to Kanto, with Waver, and that'd been a fun trip that had ended with him getting to know the professor a bit better, so.

It was easy enough to suggest to Varian--a man who boasted great skill with gadjets and alchemy--that a trip to the Kanto region might be fun. Both for profit, and to learn more things about the little round friends that came from the stable gate.

And that's how Vash finds himself walking with the shorter man--a tiny little apple-shaped worm sitting carry in his wide coat-collar as they make their way inside. ]


Have you been here before? I mean, you've been in the city longer than I have, right?

Last time I was here it was mostly for a vacation so I didn't spend a lot of time lookin' at the flora or anything like that.
[ are hot peppers in kanto gonna look different than they do back on earth.... ]


Got a Deal for You!💀 (for Wolfwood)

[ he built a hammock between two of the biggest apple trees in the small orchard near the cottage. That's where he's currently sitting, with Applin sitting atop his head, staring at his phone with a measure of discomfort on his face.

It's been about two, three nights since the impromptu campfire party with Dante, and while the memory itself was a fantastically good one--he's having a bit of a worry about the certain part of himself that returned that night.
So, now's a good time to go looking for a distraction. He's brought up the Libra mission board that Yuu had shown him, when he'd first arrived, looking. Looking for... Something fun, something simple to get his mind off it--to pretend he isn't worried about the possibility that exists that he may just one day grow that horrifying cannon--

He shakes his head as he hears the approach of footsteps, trying to quickly erase the growing look of worry off his face as he turns his head to see who it is. Being here for two months, almost three now--he's used to getting random visitors and is always excited to see them. His eyes fall upon his oldest friend, and he places his phone down on his knee--raising his one hand to wave at Wolfwood as he approaches. ]


Did you have a good trip out into town?
I told you, you could take Brad whenever you wanted, you didn't have to walk.

Especially not carrying that thing.

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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ maybe if Vash had an arm, Wolfwood wouldn't be able to put his feet just anywhere, so get good, Vash. Maybe then you can put your arm up on Wolfwood's legs instead. he smirks when Vash whines at him--and then outright laughs when, once again, the lines between himself and the other Wolfwood cross at a perfect intersection, smirking over his blueberry water. ]

Alright, so you're never driving the bike, good to know.

[ he teases, holding a hand out for one of the cupcakes with an expectant look, not using his words because though the women at the orphans tried, Wolfwood was a feral child with minimal home training. ]

We'll have to teach Fritter how to shoot someday. How else will you know he's prepared for the world? He can pull the trigger with his tail.

[ he slurps his blueberry water right back, still terribly smug. ]
Edited 2023-05-17 00:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's all that smoking insect stingers and running with twelve baby gangs that Wolfwood did as a small child. maybe also the shit that happened after, but who's to say?

he laughs when Vash crosses himself, flipping him off with the hand holding the chip bag. ]


Anything you do to her, I'll do to you. [ he taunts, watching Vash also be a feral child with no table manners, and so since he's the company of his kind he's gonna stuff the whole cupcake into his mouth and chew, nosily. ]

God that fat little bastard loves apples. He races me for the ones that're on the ground, you know.
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ sounds like Vash wants to get his cupcake stolen by his little brother proxy. Wolfwood does everything hardcore--bug stingers, whiskey, murder, little creamy cupcakes. here for a good time, not a long time. Wolfwood snitches a piece of jerky, trading more chips for it, giving Vash a closed mouth grin (because he doesn't want to lose his food, not because he's suddenly gained table manners). ]

If I don't threaten you, Blondie, we won't have half as many conversations as we usually do. [ be feral with him, Vash. take ibuprofen together. ]

I feel like his colors have changed up, too, like. Is he more yellow than he was when you got him? He's like a weird little worm, right? Maybe he'll become a winged worm if he eats enough and doesn't get eaten?

[ to be so close, and yet, so dumb. ]
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's eyeing it and he absolutely would've made a play for it if Vash hadn't hamptered that right into his cheeks. his eyes widen a bit when Vash finally puts an age to his weird plant shit, sitting back a little with one hand braced on the bike so he doesn't slide off like a total dork. ]

That so? You sure we should be runnin' around like this, pops? You might bust a hip at this rate.

[ new target to tease Vash with: acquired. honesty isn't easy and isn't always rewarded, even if it should be. he gnaws his way through his jerky, giving a little nod as the conversation turns to Fritter--giving a grin as Vash brings up one of his favorite things from the little asshole's first week with them. ]

He used to be more red all the way around but he's slowly going yellow, yeah. And how could I forget how much he hated you? It was hilarious to see him purr at everything and everyone and then turning into a hissing little demon at you for some godforsaken reason. What did you do that week to make all the animals hate you, man?
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Ow ow ow! What the hell! [ he whines as Vash's fingers go right for the ankle, twisting to try and free himself from Vash's cruel, inordinate retaliation, giving him a wounded look that fades to a little grin... that goes a little rueful and cool behind the eyes, if only Wolfwood weren't wearing shades. ]

Huh. Wonder if that's where the doc picked the idea up from--I've looked like this since I was about. Fourteen? Fifteen? [ one bout of honesty deserves another, right? a truth for a truth. it's weird to think that Vash or his shitheel brother might have some contribution in all the weirdness running through Wolfwood's veins.

he's not sure what to think about it, so he doesn't. Fritter's a nicer topic of conversation, just like the blueberry water tastes better on his tongue. ]


I kind of think he's picking new, bigger apples. Like, sometimes they come out just massive, which is also magical bullshit, I'm guessin', and I think he picks those as free real estate.

[ he almost looks jealous when Vash mentions a gunfight with-- ]

What's a dinosaur?

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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-17 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
You're tellin' me. One day I was eight, and then three months later I was a foot taller and thirty pounds heavier. [ it's as close to the sun as he's willing to fly without a cigarette and a handle of something that burns on the way in, but maybe Vash deserves that much after all of Wolfwood putting the blond's business all over hell and half of Augusta. ]

Ain't half bad. I don't know how you managed to get lucky enough to get a place like that, but damn, Blondie, whoever handles your normal luck must've been asleep at the wheel that day. [ part of him loves the garden. the bounty, the plenty, the sweet air and the soft grass and the food that's so tender and fresh that you can eat it from the vine, from the soil--the boys who grew up with nothing but artificial replicas that cost blood, sweat, and tears really have found paradise.

suck it, Knives. nobody even had to die for it, probably.

he leans in to look at Vash's phone when he pulls up an example image, giving a laugh that just grows. more incredulous as he thinks about it. ]


How did you have a gunfight with that, Blondie! Lookit their arms! Their little, little arms!
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-27 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's certainly a complicated question, and one that Wolfwood's not sure he has the full answer for himself. who knows how much time was really stolen from him in long hours-days-months-years of chemical-based experimentation and the grueling, body-and-mind breaking training that the Eye of Michael put him through?

it was easier to snitch the last piece of jerky from Vash and offer a handful of chips as a bartering offer, snack for a snack, life for life, truth for truth, strife for strife.

he gives Vash a low whistle as the man recalls his earliest days in Kaisou. ]


That is crazy lucky for you, huh. It's almost like some new luck demon had to catch up with you and take over. [ he swigs his water, and just... ruminates on it.

he's not left to ruminate for long because dinosaur pictures happen to him, and he can't help but laugh, especially once the real thought hits him between Vash's attempts to handle the situation. ]


Aw, c'mon, Spikey! That's almost lame compared to-- [ and he draws his arms back so his elbows are tucked to his sides, fingers curled like he's holding pistols in his hand. ] Just picture it! Tryin' get a good shot with itty bitty little arms--

[ and someday, when No Man's Land comes to collect Wolfwood's sorry soul, a scaley gunman with a ridiculous name like Fitzpatrick the Two Pint Terror will come and shoot him directly in the ass when he's between vials, and that's how Nicholas Dangerous Wolfwood will die.

of ass bullet.

it makes him double over laughing again. ]
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-27 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ maybe Wolfwood will do a peace offering--one whole half of the jerky returned to its rightful place at Vash's side and later, in his mouth. ]

Have you tried havin' less of a devilish smile and a gambler's spirit? Maybe Lady Luck would find some other schmuck to tango with, instead of an intriguing devil in red.

[ he's feeling--oddly playful. light? the sword of Damocles isn't over his head anymore, the orphanage both a pressing concern and yet not. Julai is frozen somewhere else in time. Wolfwood can just be Nico for a minute, doubled over in cackling laughter on the back of a bike that he owns, stomach full and lips tasting berry sweet.

Wolfwood continues to crackle his laugh from the depths of his chest; and man, its been a long time since he's felt such a bubbling sense of absurdity in his belly, let alone having been peaceful enough to actually show it, to laugh like this without it being sharp or cynical. he's wheezing as Vash comes apart with him. ]


Like you can't do some sort of--giggle-dance with your dumb springy limbs and dodge every shot! You're the bendiest asshole I've ever seen; the only time I've seen someone hit you is when you didn't bother to move!
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-27 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
See, the difference between me an' you is that you play fair when you're gamblin', I stack the deck in my favor. Maybe I'm the devil an' you're the angel, eh? [ Wolfwood is Wolfwood, when he's given a chance to be.

There's something about this that Wolfwood... draws over his shoulders, like a blanket on a frigid night, blocking out the cold and the shapes in the dark. He can pretend the danger's not so bad from down here, sugary cream in his teeth and tank full of gas in his motorcycle. The end of the road might've been Julai, but maybe they can be in the two months in between, jumping from town to town with the radio on and the the reporters arguing in the front seat while Vash just smiles with the corners of his eyes all crinkled and calm. ]


See, I get the same effect by just tankin' the bullets. Tends to freak people out when you don't drop like a sack of flour, and then it's easier to shoot them instead.

[ he sips his water as Vash drops his statistic, giving a low whistle. ]

That's a lot of grocery money. Like two day's worth for the whole orphanage.
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-28 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
I don't wanna be an imp. If I'm gonna be a devil, I wanna be one of the ranked bitches. [ let it rest, Vash. if Wolfwood didn't bring it up... you don't need to either. he's not the arbiter of forgiveness, given that he's not a practicing priest in his version of your neck of the sand woods, but he's also a mean bitch who would call you out if he felt you needed called out.

Vash can let himself be an angel for a little while. ]


When the drugs start working again, I can take a whole hail of bullets and keep kicking. Maybe your Wolfwood was such a lucky guy that he didn't have the chemicals. [ sounds like bitch tactics, get on the tank train, other Wolfwood. ]

See, at least my gun's being funded by your dickhead of a brother, more or less. Always gave me the warm fuzzies to waste a few thousand doubledollars of his funding at any given time. [ Wolfwood'll swing his legs around to straddle the bike properly, though, looking behind him as he turns the bike on. ]

So. Ready to cruise for a bit, Blondie?
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-05-28 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
King Imp sounds dumb. I don't wanna be King Imp. That's like being King Shitshoveler. [ he throws a hand up, despairing of Vash--the man just didn't get it. he backs the bike out of the parking space and kicks her into gear, rejoining the road in a smooth motion, raising his voice to be heard over the sound of the bike, the cars around him. ]

If he was anything like me, he wasn't dumb enough to go in unprepared to make luck go his way, you know? And I might not have a bunch of little pistols, but I usually have a laser at the other end of the gun. I cut one of the giant hiveworms in half once.

[ imagine wasting the energy cells necessary for that cannon on nai's dime. ]

If you know which way the highway's hidin' in, point it out, Spikes. Let's hit a long road for a little while.

[ the radio croons along

🎵 but dear, I don't wanna die 🎵 ]
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[personal profile] asipofbride 2023-06-05 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Yeah! I'm not giving up this whole gig I've got going right now to just be a shitty imp leader; I want to do my own thing. [ it's weird, not having a choke collar or a noose around his neck, and he almost feels like he's stealing time for every minute, every hour that Noman's Land is far away from him. ]

S'not hard to use a laser cannon to cut something. Hiveworms are just... yanno. Meat. You spin the cannon and it goes through them. Use your shoulders. Also, I don't think you're the person to talk about not havin' trouble show up. [ he pops the 'p at the end and smirks as he turns in whichever directions Vash points out to him until they hit open road and get to just... cruise for a while.

the air is nice and pleasant, there's no sand whipping their faces. Wolfwood's gonna take his time rumbling up one side of the highway and back down the other, until Vash starts pointing out how to get to his bar workplace over the buzz of the radio and the rush of running wind. he's got his sunglasses on and they're on their way to do some sort of easy work for quick cash, right?

life really is good today. ]

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