Yeah, I'm tellin' them to quit tryin' to fight each other and go to the actual root of the problem. Or I dunno, talk, but you know how most people just don't wanna do that.
[ He sighs, leaning against his cross. Why do you expect him to be a good defuser? He can only do that if he treats both of these women like children, which he's pretty sure is only going to get them even more angry. ]
Hospital bills are expensive these days. So is bailout for shootin' a civilian.
[ That's his two cents. If emotional logic can't convince both of these women, maybe the threat of both a hospital bill and being behind bars will. ]
[ you. know what. Vash doesn't point his gun at them, just holding aimed at the sky, then emphasizes with a pointer finger THAT THIS IS A GREAT DETERRENT. ]
You'll be broke!
[ This gets the second girl gritting her teeth because making a living in this dust bowl has been easier as of late but it isn't easy, but the first one laughs because! Her boyfriend has money! He would bail her out because of LOVE.
But then the second girl barks about how he doesn't love her? He treats her like garbage and that she could treat her better. ]
You shouldn't be encouraging people to break it off so fast?!
[ They know nothing about these people's lives!! And while Vash is also fine with supporting a better life, this is just such a funny turn of events where he's at a loss for words to the girls.
"Leave him."
Help. He turns back to the scene as a silence falls... Just going to put his gun back into its holster since it doesn't seem like he needs it anymore as these women have a standoff of love. ]
I'm not gonna encourage people to stay together in a relationship that has problems either.
[ They're literally fighting over this guy, clearly one lady doesn't want the guy and the other lady doesn't have enough faith in him to not go potentially cheating OR is clearly insecure enough in the relationship that she thinks any woman just talking to her boyfriend means flirting. It's time to move on to something better. He glances back at the establishment. ]
[ There's some silence as they think about it with a smile on the proposer's face, but the first girl looks at Wolfwood with something of a pout.
She was here to confront someone for playing with her man, but now she's pondering upon a different future. To show she's interested, but also nervous, "are you going to pay?"
To Wolfwood. Just uses him as a prop. The second girl doesn't seem against it. Drinks taste better on someone else's coin, after all.
[ He almost says no immediately but he stops and squints for a minute. Just hard squint at this woman. Terminator vision like, really assessing her on whether she's trying to hit on this girl and needs an extra kick to get there.
He is absolutely not staying to become the next target of their boytoy struggles so this is very pertinent, the most important display of sincerity this woman can show in any situation second-only to accepting a marriage proposal. ]
[ Expectant look from the first girl, then the second looks over to him with a smile and raised brow.
Where's the no?! No matter the struggles of love, Vash doesn't think either of them are in a spot to throw away money (if he had a bounty's worth he would pay for their drinks).
Quickly, he raises a hand and waves it frantically. ]
Sorry, ladies. He has no money, but I'm sure you two can work it out!
[ With that, Vash tries to haul Wolfwood away, or at most he gently tugs his wrist so they can bounce because the girls try to milk them dry for the lesbian romance.
If they were to turn back, maybe from expressions and demeanor it seems like it's all sincere... The women leave together as a bundle of nerves and confidence, emotions coming from different sources.
[ HE WOULD'VE GIVEN HER A BILL TO BUY ONE (1) DRINK AND THEN LEFT, HE'S NOT THAT MEAN. YOU REALLY HAD TO MAKE HIM SOUND LIKE HE WAS FLAT-OUT BROKE TO TWO STRANGERS. If he could discern that she was sincere, anyway. He isn't kind enough or het enough to have actually gotten roped into paying for multiple drinks unlike Vash who he's sure would if his wallet allowed. ]
Really?
[ All for helping and then suddenly not?? He raises a brow with a hand on his hip... the other is still occupied by cross. Wolfwood isn't really sure if they solved a problem at all. ]
[ Listen... Does Wolfwood care how other people think of his pockets? Isn't it better to seem poor to people so they don't try to mug you? And that's really nice of you. The pause is what scared Vash since he had assumed Wolfwood would outright say no. ]
I think we helped them figure it out a little? And there are some effective threats of lighter pockets. [ Hospital bill. ] The point is! They figured it out.
[ Which makes Vash wonder if they should have just rubbernecked from their room, but... Guns were involved, so. A bullet was also shot. ]
A romantic walk [ Confidence, waning, voice tapering. ] under the moonlight...?
[ Not majorly but don't go around telling people he's flat-out broke, damn, that's his job. Most people don't mug him due to money, they don't mug him because he's got a 6-foot tall cross and that usually deters people between it being possibly religious and/or just plain weird.
He raises a brow maybe a little bit incredulously if only due to these rapid turn of events... but looks up... clear night since NML rarely ever has clouds, that's the neat thing about living in a desert. ]
I dunno how romantic it's gonna be right after that, but we'll work on it.
[ That and again he has his cross so that's funny. It's thirdwheeling. ]
[ Vash takes Wolfwood's hand into his, holding it a little loosely as the just walk the streets of this district. It's cold, near freezing, because desert only knows extremes...
And while Vash is usually cozy in his coat, he isn't wearing it right now, so he sidles close to Wolfwood to leech warmth. ]
Why even ask if you ain't offerin'? I don't answer rhetoricals.
[ Rude... maybe reward really is a great incentive and more people should offer them eh. Wolfwood doesn't care for the cold, he stifles a slight sneeze as the temperature drops rapidly. At least there isn't a breeze.
He'll move the hand from handhold to around Vash if he'll allow the emancipation of his fingers. ]
[ Vash doesn't put up a fight when he feels those fingers slip away, though a thought to reach out for them crosses his mind. There's a small sign, hand hovering and fingers curling slightly, but he lets it fall and relax, only for his whole body to stiffen from surprise.
This is fine, though he can feel butterflies fluttering throughout his torso and he's feeling self-conscious because this is public (the underground had a circus tent). It's warm, though, and he walks as close as he can without getting in the way. ]
Okay. [ Annoyed... Until he yields a third time, just a little. This is posed not rhetorical, but playful with a stupid grin. ] You want a reward?
[ Fortunately or unfortunately, Wolfwood isn't too concerned about PDA. How much might be mood-dependent, but he isn't so invested in keeping it completely separate. Not anymore. ]
Depends on what kind. I put in good work for good return.
[ He says, lobbying back effortlessly. It's not so nonchalant though, it's real. ]
[ Vash is deciding if this sincerity is meant to be a general statement—Wolfwood will work hard for equal quality reward—or for their topic right now...
Without anything to cling onto aside from Wolfwood's person, which would make it uncomfortable to walk, Vash's arms cross and fold, trying to keep warm. ]
What do you think you deserve, then? I can be gracious, so don't be too shy with your proposal.
[ He would say modest, but Wolfwood is modest at the worst times. ]
[ Not bully. Kind of. Genuinely an amused retort. Wolfwood has not relented on the light hold around Vash. It was loose and distant enough to make walking not awkward, but he draws the other in a little closer for a brief moment to tease. ]
A kiss? A little affection? Grab us dinner next time while I sleep in?
[ How would he know! Maybe it's something hard or embarrassing!! But teasing.
His fingertips dig into his forearms when he's pulled closer, shoulders drawn up with a smile gating a laugh like those words are ticklish themselves. Wolfwood is so cute and he isn't sure if he's ready for this to be a recurring event. How is he going to survive? ]
You know you don't need to ask for those.
[ He'd give him those as many times as he needs, wants, and more. ]
Seems a little tall order for me. I like to stay humble.
[ He says, lighthearted and nonchalant. He's heard the spiel before, from his fellow Gung-ho Guns, in Michael's prayers, in his own haunts. Sometimes he leans into it, sometimes he rejects it. Other times he knows it means nothing. ]
Then I guess you're just gonna have to come up with somethin' extra nice, nicer than any of those as a reward.
[ Don't spoil him too much Vash... he will be incorrigible. ]
[ Despite being men with shoulders weighed heavy by sin and guilt, they know how to stay silly and take things lightly. Anxiety week isn't going to get their asses today.
As they walk Vash reaches over to place a hand over the closest shoulder to him, steadying himself so he can give Wolfwood a peck under the cheek... Maybe even absorb some of his warmth in the pall of cold desert air. ]
What about... If we ever get access to a kitchen, I'll cook something just for you?
[ A little special meal, meant for Wolfwood. He doesn't know if that's any nicer, but he thinks that food is always a good reward. ]
[ Didn't they have a conversation in the UG about Vash's ability to cook... show him your cooking prowess. He uses the opportunity to lasso Vash, moving up his hand from around the waist to over his shoulder to lock him there for a moment and keep him close. It really is the giddiness of getting to have a moment for themselves, the adrenaline and euphoria of this life looking real and attainable, a small moment in time where he isn't gnawing in uncertainty about the future. Only now. Small moment of euphoria, young, not weighed with their age and worry. ]
Maybe we won't have to stay on a toma farm again. [ Assigns this the last time they had lodging that had a proper kitchen access. It was a very nice family of toma owners. ] More places are tryin' out those, the rooms that come with kitchens.
[ It'd be a LITTLE bit luxurious but hey. With nothing heavy and urgent pressing in after them, and with the orphanage having gained some extra support, maybe Wolfwood can squirrel away some extra cash on the road. ]
The family we stayed with was nice! I hope they're doing well.
[ Vash enjoyed their time at the toma farm. He got to play with the kids... And he got to see Wolfwood be nice to the little goblins. There was little cooking for them to do since the parents insisted on them being guests, but Vash did get to peel fruit for the tykes. Made little bunnies out of apples. You assigned this and I gave more details now. ]
Those cost a little bit more, but not so much more that it's out of our budget.
[ ... He thinks about what he can cook for Wolfwood. The guy really like noodles and there are plenty of noodle dishes he can make, but hasn't in a while. Quick meals are what he specializes in since he has been on the run for a long time... Though that can change now. Just a little. They can have wholesome dinners once in a while instead of takeout every night to head out the next morning with metaphorical dark clouds looming above.
Lingering close because he's locked in, it hits him that this is extremely domestic musing, very alien to him. His smile changes due to these... Different emotions. Not bad, definitely good. Still weird. ]
Got a favorite dish?
[ He idly drums his fingertips on Wolfwood's shoulder as they continue walking... They'll probably meet the outskirts of town soon where they can see the sky better. ]
[ Sometimes... you just get the kids to leave you alone by surreptitiously sneaking them Chupa-Chups you yoinked from your last stop... and also because their parents don't let the kids have sweets after 8pm, so you made them promise to keep it on the down low, and it'll be their little secret.
He loosens hold somewhat enough to make walking not too much of a hassle nor disruptive, but he hums as he continues, not separating and annoyingly shifting some weight onto Vash. ]
I ain't picky. Noodles are kind of a pain in the ass to make sometimes though. Fried rice?
[ Based on what I've seen Wolfwood eat, he likes his savoury and somewhat salty foods. ]
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[ He sighs, leaning against his cross. Why do you expect him to be a good defuser? He can only do that if he treats both of these women like children, which he's pretty sure is only going to get them even more angry. ]
Hospital bills are expensive these days. So is bailout for shootin' a civilian.
[ That's his two cents. If emotional logic can't convince both of these women, maybe the threat of both a hospital bill and being behind bars will. ]
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You'll be broke!
[ This gets the second girl gritting her teeth because making a living in this dust bowl has been easier as of late but it isn't easy, but the first one laughs because! Her boyfriend has money! He would bail her out because of LOVE.
But then the second girl barks about how he doesn't love her? He treats her like garbage and that she could treat her better. ]
Huh?
[ Talking is happening and there are lesbians. ]
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No extra costs and someone who'd treat you right. Two birds with one stone.
[ Go for it ladies, anything to get this done and dusted. ]
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[ They know nothing about these people's lives!! And while Vash is also fine with supporting a better life, this is just such a funny turn of events where he's at a loss for words to the girls.
"Leave him."
Help. He turns back to the scene as a silence falls... Just going to put his gun back into its holster since it doesn't seem like he needs it anymore as these women have a standoff of love. ]
I guess this is handled.
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[ They're literally fighting over this guy, clearly one lady doesn't want the guy and the other lady doesn't have enough faith in him to not go potentially cheating OR is clearly insecure enough in the relationship that she thinks any woman just talking to her boyfriend means flirting. It's time to move on to something better. He glances back at the establishment. ]
Bar's still open if you two wanna talk it out.
[ See? Helping. ]
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She was here to confront someone for playing with her man, but now she's pondering upon a different future. To show she's interested, but also nervous, "are you going to pay?"
To Wolfwood. Just uses him as a prop. The second girl doesn't seem against it. Drinks taste better on someone else's coin, after all.
This has Vash audibly laugh, help. ]
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He is absolutely not staying to become the next target of their boytoy struggles so this is very pertinent, the most important display of sincerity this woman can show in any situation second-only to accepting a marriage proposal. ]
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Where's the no?! No matter the struggles of love, Vash doesn't think either of them are in a spot to throw away money (if he had a bounty's worth he would pay for their drinks).
Quickly, he raises a hand and waves it frantically. ]
Sorry, ladies. He has no money, but I'm sure you two can work it out!
[ With that, Vash tries to haul Wolfwood away, or at most he gently tugs his wrist so they can bounce because the girls try to milk them dry for the lesbian romance.
If they were to turn back, maybe from expressions and demeanor it seems like it's all sincere... The women leave together as a bundle of nerves and confidence, emotions coming from different sources.
Not their problem now, but... ]
Since we're out here...
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Really?
[ All for helping and then suddenly not?? He raises a brow with a hand on his hip... the other is still occupied by cross. Wolfwood isn't really sure if they solved a problem at all. ]
Since we're out here what?
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I think we helped them figure it out a little? And there are some effective threats of lighter pockets. [ Hospital bill. ] The point is! They figured it out.
[ Which makes Vash wonder if they should have just rubbernecked from their room, but... Guns were involved, so. A bullet was also shot. ]
A romantic walk [ Confidence, waning, voice tapering. ] under the moonlight...?
[ Awkwardly rubs his neck. ]
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He raises a brow maybe a little bit incredulously if only due to these rapid turn of events... but looks up... clear night since NML rarely ever has clouds, that's the neat thing about living in a desert. ]
I dunno how romantic it's gonna be right after that, but we'll work on it.
[ That and again he has his cross so that's funny. It's thirdwheeling. ]
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Flashing a little smile, maybe this is what could have been in the Underground if we ever did a post-nightmare thread. ]
It's definitely not going to be romantic with that attitude.
[ Offers hand and his fingers flex. Grabby grabby. You have two hands? One for the Punisher and one for him! ]
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[ Hmm. Yeah he puts his hand in Vash's. ]
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[ Vash takes Wolfwood's hand into his, holding it a little loosely as the just walk the streets of this district. It's cold, near freezing, because desert only knows extremes...
And while Vash is usually cozy in his coat, he isn't wearing it right now, so he sidles close to Wolfwood to leech warmth. ]
Being nice should be the standard.
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[ Rude... maybe reward really is a great incentive and more people should offer them eh. Wolfwood doesn't care for the cold, he stifles a slight sneeze as the temperature drops rapidly. At least there isn't a breeze.
He'll move the hand from handhold to around Vash if he'll allow the emancipation of his fingers. ]
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This is fine, though he can feel butterflies fluttering throughout his torso and he's feeling self-conscious because this is public (the underground had a circus tent). It's warm, though, and he walks as close as he can without getting in the way. ]
Okay. [ Annoyed... Until he yields a third time, just a little. This is posed not rhetorical, but playful with a stupid grin. ] You want a reward?
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Depends on what kind. I put in good work for good return.
[ He says, lobbying back effortlessly. It's not so nonchalant though, it's real. ]
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Without anything to cling onto aside from Wolfwood's person, which would make it uncomfortable to walk, Vash's arms cross and fold, trying to keep warm. ]
What do you think you deserve, then? I can be gracious, so don't be too shy with your proposal.
[ He would say modest, but Wolfwood is modest at the worst times. ]
Remember I'm one man!
[ Just in case. ]
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[ Not bully. Kind of. Genuinely an amused retort. Wolfwood has not relented on the light hold around Vash. It was loose and distant enough to make walking not awkward, but he draws the other in a little closer for a brief moment to tease. ]
A kiss? A little affection? Grab us dinner next time while I sleep in?
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[ How would he know! Maybe it's something hard or embarrassing!! But teasing.
His fingertips dig into his forearms when he's pulled closer, shoulders drawn up with a smile gating a laugh like those words are ticklish themselves. Wolfwood is so cute and he isn't sure if he's ready for this to be a recurring event. How is he going to survive? ]
You know you don't need to ask for those.
[ He'd give him those as many times as he needs, wants, and more. ]
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[ He says, lighthearted and nonchalant. He's heard the spiel before, from his fellow Gung-ho Guns, in Michael's prayers, in his own haunts. Sometimes he leans into it, sometimes he rejects it. Other times he knows it means nothing. ]
Then I guess you're just gonna have to come up with somethin' extra nice, nicer than any of those as a reward.
[ Don't spoil him too much Vash... he will be incorrigible. ]
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[ Despite being men with shoulders weighed heavy by sin and guilt, they know how to stay silly and take things lightly. Anxiety week isn't going to get their asses today.
As they walk Vash reaches over to place a hand over the closest shoulder to him, steadying himself so he can give Wolfwood a peck under the cheek... Maybe even absorb some of his warmth in the pall of cold desert air. ]
What about... If we ever get access to a kitchen, I'll cook something just for you?
[ A little special meal, meant for Wolfwood. He doesn't know if that's any nicer, but he thinks that food is always a good reward. ]
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[ Didn't they have a conversation in the UG about Vash's ability to cook... show him your cooking prowess. He uses the opportunity to lasso Vash, moving up his hand from around the waist to over his shoulder to lock him there for a moment and keep him close. It really is the giddiness of getting to have a moment for themselves, the adrenaline and euphoria of this life looking real and attainable, a small moment in time where he isn't gnawing in uncertainty about the future. Only now. Small moment of euphoria, young, not weighed with their age and worry. ]
Maybe we won't have to stay on a toma farm again. [ Assigns this the last time they had lodging that had a proper kitchen access. It was a very nice family of toma owners. ] More places are tryin' out those, the rooms that come with kitchens.
[ It'd be a LITTLE bit luxurious but hey. With nothing heavy and urgent pressing in after them, and with the orphanage having gained some extra support, maybe Wolfwood can squirrel away some extra cash on the road. ]
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[ Vash enjoyed their time at the toma farm. He got to play with the kids... And he got to see Wolfwood be nice to the little goblins. There was little cooking for them to do since the parents insisted on them being guests, but Vash did get to peel fruit for the tykes. Made little bunnies out of apples. You assigned this and I gave more details now. ]
Those cost a little bit more, but not so much more that it's out of our budget.
[ ... He thinks about what he can cook for Wolfwood. The guy really like noodles and there are plenty of noodle dishes he can make, but hasn't in a while. Quick meals are what he specializes in since he has been on the run for a long time... Though that can change now. Just a little. They can have wholesome dinners once in a while instead of takeout every night to head out the next morning with metaphorical dark clouds looming above.
Lingering close because he's locked in, it hits him that this is extremely domestic musing, very alien to him. His smile changes due to these... Different emotions. Not bad, definitely good. Still weird. ]
Got a favorite dish?
[ He idly drums his fingertips on Wolfwood's shoulder as they continue walking... They'll probably meet the outskirts of town soon where they can see the sky better. ]
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He loosens hold somewhat enough to make walking not too much of a hassle nor disruptive, but he hums as he continues, not separating and annoyingly shifting some weight onto Vash. ]
I ain't picky. Noodles are kind of a pain in the ass to make sometimes though. Fried rice?
[ Based on what I've seen Wolfwood eat, he likes his savoury and somewhat salty foods. ]
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