[ Anything can be out of their control, too. Vash is simply aware of the trouble he gets into and that counts as "getting up" to something. I mean, look at these weirdos? They can probably also see two men about to fight but they end up stumbling over each other.
He eats his ice cream, though he watches this pathetic man with sympathetic eyes. Maybe too sympathetic. ]
[ The man goes on to sob something along the lines of who am I going to go on walks with, there'll never be another like you, and I'll kill that fucking mailman. ]
...And Katie's...
[ Left him for the mailman? ...Dead??? What does 'leaving' entail here exactly? Wolfwood's not even sure this is about a human at all. ]
[ What the fuck. These are so vague where it can really be anything? Vash can consider Katie being a partner, but going on walks with is not usually the top thing to do with your significant other, right?
It's cute! Anyway! Though Vash has a slow spoonful of ice cream and the threats of violence start. ]
[ Wolfwood thinks you can definitely go on a walk with your significant other. They pretty much did this last night. They sort of are doing this right now, just feat. ice cream. ]
Must be.
[ That's so unfortunate for him. May the alcohol wear off soon and so may his sorrow. Wolfwood perks up at a different kind of sound and looks over in a different alleyway, from which the sounds of merry shouting can be heard. It gradually becomes louder. ]
[ While true, Vash would probably pick other things they do together... More like traveling together, eating together—though that's just as mundane as going on walks now that he considers it. ]
... They're not just slurring their words?
[ Vash legitimately thought this was drunk speak. He knows very little about Scotties and their language, especially when they're so Scottish. On the side, some other drunk talks about how he composed a song for his honeyboo... Would they like to hear it?
Let him play it on his harmonica. This reminds him. ]
Oh, yeah, I tried picking up the guitar for a little as a hobby.
We're all more or less unified in language -- kinda have to when you got all kinds of people havin' to work together to not die out.
[ There's probably still language, since there's obviously culture, and Vash made some French jokes. It's hard to keep it when you know, the actual culture is gone. Still: ]
...But I can pick up... a few words?
[ And then goes the most drunken sounding harmonica rip-off of Billy Joel he's ever heard in his life. The other guy starts crying. He's in debt. ]
Huh? What?
[ He can't hear you, his senses are being assaulted so bad. ]
[ NML has their own culture, even if some languages have survived the test of time. They've morphed and warped over the years, which i personally find all the more interesting. Vash tries to strain his ears and he thinks he can pick up a couple of words that sound familiar.
[ He's stopped his ice cream pursuit for now, his hands over his ears because this is a lot when you have just tuned up senses overall. It's not overloading but it's just so much noise.
The second dude forgets about his crushing debt to be instead hyped up about this terrible recorder and continues on with his mad shouting. Based on the gesturing, it seems he is trying to convince his friend to try playing the harmonica with his nose.
He's trying to focus on what Vash said but it's really hard. ]
Jesus fuckin' Christ. Didn't miss this part.
[ Sometimes the drunks are funny. However, he also acknowledges that sometimes the drunks are terrible. There's still the vague sound of a wet hiccup of the man on the floor. ]
[ Vash laughs a bit because... Honestly... This chaos barely matches to the Underground. The difference here is that NML people are just like this versus the Underground throwing things at them and they had to react one way or the other. ]
That's No Man's Land for ya. [ He continues to eat his ice cream because he's less grated than Wolfwood. ] We can round the corner. It'll be quieter there.
[ Watch this man do a harmonica solo with his nostrils. Don't mind if he takes a small spoonful of Wolfwood's ice cream as his senses are assaulted. ]
[ Objectively, what is happening here is REALLY funny. However Wolfwood is a piece of shit who doesn't have that much fun if he can't make fun of something so he's just observing this happen like why, everyone on this planet is a weirdo.
His ice cream is swiped. He doesn't even 'oi' Vash this time. Not because he's distracted by the noise either, he's just letting Vash have his spoonful but he is picking up his ice cream cup after. ]
[ There are just too many things to react to, so Vash understands. Sometimes there's too much absurdity to have a good laugh. They can scoot and turn to the other side of the street.
Since Wolfwood was nice and didn't try to fight him, he offers him a spoonful of his ice cream, too. He's free to take the spoon himself or invite handfeeding. ]
[ It's a small spoon so it's almost bordering on stubborn to go out of his way to take the spoon to avoid being handfed. Feed him the ice cream. ]
Damn, could've picked a nicer alley to confess in.
[ He peers around to see if there's some kind of club or party or something. Did this person just invite someone to a random street for a confession? That kind of sucks if that's the case. ]
[ He is fed. He draws back, spoon still in mouth. He has taken your spoon. ]
They're kids. Spring of love.
[ Even if he thinks fifteen years old is crushing territory, but who is he to condemn these two for giving it a shot? Or one of them for giving it a shot. ]
[ She's thinking about it. She is continuing to think about it. Any time where somebody has to take this long to think about it is probably a little concerning. Even Wolfwood is starting to feel bad for the kid. ]
[ Vash is sympathetic as he eats more of his ice cream, then finishing it. The guy still has the future! Plenty of more chances to find love! Though the prolonging silence is a yikes.
The girl still hasn't said anything, by the way. The crickets are CLEAR. ]
[ Delivered in that way that's like 'no?'. It's kind of hard when you're an orphan without much of a non-familial reach, and super brother-zoned from all angles. In his later life, Elendira would've been hot if she wasn't a psychopathic bitch and if Wolfwood had a real evil bone in his body, but that's pretty much it until Vash came around. ]
[ Not so much as a fact since he does assume that maybe Wolfwood's orphanage kids would brotherzone him, but... There's a chance that's not the case and maybe that would change as people grew older. Despite insulting him constantly, Vash can see why people would fall for Wolfwood—hell, he saw it happen in the Underground?
Also, the AU where Wolfwood follows a different blond. ]
[ Vash guessed Wolfwood possibly being interested in Millie, but not confident to say that Wolfwood would be able to confess it as a crush...? Not Vash rudely wondering if Wolfwood knows what having a crush is like when Wolfwood had been in love with him for ages. ]
Okay, don't laugh! First girl I met around my age.
[ Vash is just being rude in thinking Wolfwood doesn't know what a crush feels like... But it's true he also feels comfortable to talk to Wolfwood about this. Not that it's a lot.
Childhood crushes as they watch this girl stall for her life isn't a difficult topic. It helps him... Be distracted from the mess. The girl asks if he's sure about how he's feeling, how does he know he loves her. Really loves her.
She directly and passionately quotes "would you still love me if I was a worm?" and that has Vash pause. ]
[ Whispered, not in the way to point that out to Wolfwood, but just a general whisper to nothing at all. He only had a couple of encounters with Zazie and he thinks they're okay. Could be worse. Also they really only know one type of worm personally. The worms of No Man's Land which have a strange metamorphosis.
This is so funny, honestly. He may as well answer, too. ]
If you were a worm, I'd take care of you! But when you get too big I guess I have to release you.
[ The guy now: "I WOULD MAKE YOU A WORM PARADISE!" ]
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[ Anything can be out of their control, too. Vash is simply aware of the trouble he gets into and that counts as "getting up" to something. I mean, look at these weirdos? They can probably also see two men about to fight but they end up stumbling over each other.
He eats his ice cream, though he watches this pathetic man with sympathetic eyes. Maybe too sympathetic. ]
My guess is that Katie left him.
[ Vash assumes girlfriend. He's heteronormative. ]
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...And Katie's...
[ Left him for the mailman? ...Dead??? What does 'leaving' entail here exactly? Wolfwood's not even sure this is about a human at all. ]
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It's cute! Anyway! Though Vash has a slow spoonful of ice cream and the threats of violence start. ]
G...one? Because of the mailman...?
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Must be.
[ That's so unfortunate for him. May the alcohol wear off soon and so may his sorrow. Wolfwood perks up at a different kind of sound and looks over in a different alleyway, from which the sounds of merry shouting can be heard. It gradually becomes louder. ]
. . .
What fuckin' language is that.
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... They're not just slurring their words?
[ Vash legitimately thought this was drunk speak. He knows very little about Scotties and their language, especially when they're so Scottish. On the side, some other drunk talks about how he composed a song for his honeyboo... Would they like to hear it?
Let him play it on his harmonica. This reminds him. ]
Oh, yeah, I tried picking up the guitar for a little as a hobby.
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[ There's probably still language, since there's obviously culture, and Vash made some French jokes. It's hard to keep it when you know, the actual culture is gone. Still: ]
...But I can pick up... a few words?
[ And then goes the most drunken sounding harmonica rip-off of Billy Joel he's ever heard in his life. The other guy starts crying. He's in debt. ]
Huh? What?
[ He can't hear you, his senses are being assaulted so bad. ]
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Then a lot that don't.
THE HARMONICA PLAYS, but the essence is very titanic theme by recorder. ]
I said I've been learning the guitar!
[ Said only a little louder. He isn't trying to blast Wolfwood's ears this time. ]
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The second dude forgets about his crushing debt to be instead hyped up about this terrible recorder and continues on with his mad shouting. Based on the gesturing, it seems he is trying to convince his friend to try playing the harmonica with his nose.
He's trying to focus on what Vash said but it's really hard. ]
Jesus fuckin' Christ. Didn't miss this part.
[ Sometimes the drunks are funny. However, he also acknowledges that sometimes the drunks are terrible. There's still the vague sound of a wet hiccup of the man on the floor. ]
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That's No Man's Land for ya. [ He continues to eat his ice cream because he's less grated than Wolfwood. ] We can round the corner. It'll be quieter there.
[ Watch this man do a harmonica solo with his nostrils. Don't mind if he takes a small spoonful of Wolfwood's ice cream as his senses are assaulted. ]
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His ice cream is swiped. He doesn't even 'oi' Vash this time. Not because he's distracted by the noise either, he's just letting Vash have his spoonful but he is picking up his ice cream cup after. ]
Fine, scoot over then.
[ What does the other side of the street hold? ]
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Since Wolfwood was nice and didn't try to fight him, he offers him a spoonful of his ice cream, too. He's free to take the spoon himself or invite handfeeding. ]
Let's see...
[ Someone is getting confessed to... ]
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Damn, could've picked a nicer alley to confess in.
[ He peers around to see if there's some kind of club or party or something. Did this person just invite someone to a random street for a confession? That kind of sucks if that's the case. ]
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[ This side of the street is quieter than the other, but there is a party nearby—which may be where they came from. It's a quinceañera...
And the two confessing here are teenagers. ]
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They're kids. Spring of love.
[ Even if he thinks fifteen years old is crushing territory, but who is he to condemn these two for giving it a shot? Or one of them for giving it a shot. ]
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As they're doing lowkey couple things, the teens in front of them—it looks like the boy has confessed his heart, but the girl hasn't responded back. ]
Uh-oh.
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I take it back?
[ She's thinking about it. She is continuing to think about it. Any time where somebody has to take this long to think about it is probably a little concerning. Even Wolfwood is starting to feel bad for the kid. ]
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[ Vash is sympathetic as he eats more of his ice cream, then finishing it. The guy still has the future! Plenty of more chances to find love! Though the prolonging silence is a yikes.
The girl still hasn't said anything, by the way. The crickets are CLEAR. ]
Ever had a childhood crush?
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[ Delivered in that way that's like 'no?'. It's kind of hard when you're an orphan without much of a non-familial reach, and super brother-zoned from all angles. In his later life, Elendira would've been hot if she wasn't a psychopathic bitch and if Wolfwood had a real evil bone in his body, but that's pretty much it until Vash came around. ]
What, you had one?
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[ Not so much as a fact since he does assume that maybe Wolfwood's orphanage kids would brotherzone him, but... There's a chance that's not the case and maybe that would change as people grew older. Despite insulting him constantly, Vash can see why people would fall for Wolfwood—hell, he saw it happen in the Underground?
Also, the AU where Wolfwood follows a different blond. ]
Yeah, I did.
[ Surprise. ]
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[ Well there's his crush (?) on Millie but she is a civilian and still not childhood so she doesn't count for this either. ]
What? On who?
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[ Vash guessed Wolfwood possibly being interested in Millie, but not confident to say that Wolfwood would be able to confess it as a crush...? Not Vash rudely wondering if Wolfwood knows what having a crush is like when Wolfwood had been in love with him for ages. ]
Okay, don't laugh! First girl I met around my age.
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Uh-huh.
[ He's not laughing yet but no promises, it depends on where it goes. ]
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Childhood crushes as they watch this girl stall for her life isn't a difficult topic. It helps him... Be distracted from the mess. The girl asks if he's sure about how he's feeling, how does he know he loves her. Really loves her.
She directly and passionately quotes "would you still love me if I was a worm?" and that has Vash pause. ]
My crush didn't spring that question on me.
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[ He wasn't asked, but he already dealt with Zazie. He's had enough of worms that are people for a lifetime!!! ]
It doesn't mean shit if you gotta put yourself through hoops to prove you love someone.
[ Unfortunately for Vash it is a yes but he'd also be like why though. ]
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[ Whispered, not in the way to point that out to Wolfwood, but just a general whisper to nothing at all. He only had a couple of encounters with Zazie and he thinks they're okay. Could be worse. Also they really only know one type of worm personally. The worms of No Man's Land which have a strange metamorphosis.
This is so funny, honestly. He may as well answer, too. ]
If you were a worm, I'd take care of you! But when you get too big I guess I have to release you.
[ The guy now: "I WOULD MAKE YOU A WORM PARADISE!" ]
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