HOMOPHONIC PSL ✦ JUST ONE YESTERDAY

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[crucifer]

[ Congrats on finally being legal Brad however old you are. Wolfwood will have a few drinks just to be social but as is his usual tendency, he doesn't indulge too heavily. Everyone here is so friendly and kind, but he's still somewhat stilted smiles -- still an outsider around this happy family, and at one point the thought crosses his mind that this is probably how Vash sees himself around most humans. It makes Wolfwood consider that even though the ship isn't for him, he's glad it's there for Vash.

Also he's a dick and he will be totally amused at Brad getting ultra-smashed. WEAK BOY. He'll retire first sure, shuffling away back to their lodgings. A pace once, twice around the room, stand and stare at the wall. He's pretty used to managing on his own but he never really got the hang of it sometimes. When Vash returns, he just glances back with a raised brow at his haul. ]

The hell's that for? You gonna eat that like a cake?

[ Just imagines Vash taking a huge bite out of the cheese and salami log. ]

[piteous]

[ I imagine Brad and Wolfwood probably had some silly banter where it is more cringe and embarrassing on Brad's part. Also, I'll give Vash a party hat. Wolfwood could have one, too, but he can also have taken it off.

Vash's nose scrunches at that question... Eat cheese like a cake? honestly i would and i think if Vash was starving he'd also just eat a whole cheese wedge ]

No? We're supposed to slice some small pieces! [ Says Vash who brought whole salami log and cheese wedge. Don't worry. They have knives somewhere. ] They're supposed to complement the wine.

[ There's a pause as he considers something while looking at Wolfwood. ]

You're not spent, right?

[ HE BROUGHT SO MUCH ALCOHOL. ]

[crucifer]

[ He would have removed a party hat yeah. ]

Really? Supposed to?

[ What are they, fancy people doing a charcuterie. Wolfwood isn't cultured. Admittedly he does glance back at all the alcohol Vash brought with him, impressed by how he really managed to carry all of this back without dropping any. He assumes Vash didn't drop any. ]

You're suggesting some extra drinking?

[piteous]

That's what they told me? I've seen the combo a lot, too.

[ Vash has lived a lot longer and he is also not fancy. At most, he has gleaned it in a higher-end restaurant when he passed by or had to investigate while following Knives' trail... He did not drop any, somehow, but Wolfwood can assume he had a very funny time trekking back with all of it instead of bringing a crate. ]

... Maybe?

[ Putting some bottles down on the desk, then also the cheese and salami, he holds the wine bottle which is the fanciest one and presents it to Wolfwood like he's a French waiter at a bistro. Looks at him beam at him with a big smile, then these bright ass baby blue eyes. ]

[crucifer]

[ Rolls his EYES as is his natural instinct whenever Vash is doing a silly, but he accepts the wine and turns the hefty thing over in his hands. It has a date on it which means nothing to Wolfwood because what are years unless they're in stardate. ]

Pick a lane.

[ He really brought this fancy one alongside their usual go-tos of cheaper drink. It's kind of funny. He's holding it that the label is visible to Vash even if he doesn't know what it really means. ]

You sure we're just good to take this? This looks like the kind of shit they break out at nice events.

[ Not to say he's against it but he thinks it'll be kind of funny. He glances around the room real quick, maybe there's some cards they can play over snacks. ]

[piteous]

[ Vash can read the date, but it's not like can really grasp what that means. He doesn't often get to drink nice wine... At all. ]

They gave it to us and it isn't that fancy.

[ He's going to let Wolfwood judge their loot which really is the everyday liquors and this wine bottle while he opens up his desk for two glasses. There are a pack of playing cards in the other drawer which I will give Wolfwood knowledge of.

After the two glasses are on the desk, he looks for a knife... Which he does have in here. Don't ask. He's making sure it's clean and sharp enough. ]

They weren't going to take 'no' for an answer, anyway...

[crucifer]

Nicer events.

[ Better? He loots for cards. Look with the way they roam around Wolfwood isn't going to question a knife being in honestly not that weird of a place. ]

Oh, so you didn't just take it.

[piteous]

What's that supposed to mean? I do have manners.

[ He doesn't like your tone, sir!! When has he ever stolen anything on purpose?! Without good reason?! Vash cuts some of the cheese and salami, then pours the wine... Time to have a sippy sip.

...

If you expected him to say anything after that, he doesn't. His lips purse, eyebrows furrow, and eyes narrow after... Shocked into silence. ]

[crucifer]

That's not what I meant. You're like their kid, what're they gonna do. Ground you?

[ And then there's silence.

He just stares at Vash for like a good ten seconds. Does he react at all during those ten seconds. ]

[piteous]

[ I guess he blinks a couple of times, then looks at the wine bottle nervously. No quip from him.

Just... Shock. Confusion. And why are you sweaty. ]

[crucifer]

[ YOU'RE SWEATY?

He just pushes Vash a bit in the shoulder like a light shove. ]

Hell-ooo?

[piteous]

[ Maybe a little.

He's shoved a bit, then slips the glass into Wolfwood's hand. Give it a try.

By the way, it tastes like heaven and it is definitely fancy. Too fancy for them, honestly. ]

[crucifer]

[ Okay weirdo. But he will


hold the cup up first and immediately make a face because the smell hits his nose first. And then he'll drink. And he makes a pinched expression with furrowed brows like he's not sure what to think about it.

...

He puts it back in Vash's hand. ]

[piteous]

[ Well, it's back in his hand. Vash is back in full force, lively as ever with his party hat on even though this is an exclamation of disbelief. ]

Have you tasted anything like this before?!

[ He almost sips again which is just an extremely bad habit, but catches himself. Would he be worthy... To drink this I don't know I can make this up bourbon barrel aged cabernet sauvignon. Bourbon hint to the deep red wine. ]

[crucifer]

[ Beat pause. ]

No.

[ Well maybe, he's done a lot of merc work but he's not a wino so he never bothered actually remembering high tastes so it may as well be a no. ]

Are you sure you didn't steal pompadour's fancy hidden stash?

[piteous]

[ Vash takes another simple sippy and again his eyebrows furrow together, confused all over again... Like this glass shouldn't be in his hand, this bottle shouldn't be in their room. They're beer from a can at the local liquor store people. ]

There's no way Brad could have something like this.

[ Just nonchalantly insults Brad for 1) not being able to afford something like this or 2) not having refined taste for it. Brad's only became of age recently, so... Vash thinks it's fine to say it as it is. Some silence. ]

Well, I can't really give it back...

[crucifer]

[ It's his birthday, maybe someone got him a fancy bottle. Also this is fantasy Texas they never respect the drinking rules. ]

...

[ Just letting this weird-ass silence ruminate for a moment, but at least for Wolfwood, there's starting to be this level of disbelief. ]

Well, did you bring it back for drinking or not? Stop actin' like it's holy water -- alcohol is alcohol!

[piteous]

[ They're really just standing there like idiots until Wolfwood decides to say something.

He startles into a clownish yelp, almost dropping his glass but he catches it, and places it on the desk so he can pour them the holy water wine.

There! With their cured meats and single choice of cheese! It's ready! ]

[crucifer]

[ i'm struglinf

he takes a piece of cheese politely because outside forces are condemning him

goodbye ]

[piteous]

[ watches him struggle as he eats some cheese i guess ]

[crucifer]

[ The struggle continues. Now they're just quietly eating cheese. ]

[piteous]

[ Feeds him a slice of salami as the struggle continues? ]

Hard to go wrong with meat and cheese!

[ And he will... Sip his glass daintily, unlike how he usually drinks alcohol. He's scared of the wine. ]

[crucifer]

I told you to stop actin' like you're drinking gold, you're making it feel weird to drink.

[ Granted it's not like he'd exactly do shots of normal wine let alone expensive ones but still!! ]

Cards?

[ The cards he pulled out earlier! ]

[piteous]

I'm just a little scared that drinking it too fast will do something to me.

[ What if he changes as a person?! But he'll start drinking the wine normally, smacking his lips as he pairs it with some cheese.

There's a moment as he tries to figure out if the combination is as amazing as people say, but gets distracted. ]

Sure! Let's play.

[crucifer]

Like what? You ain't gettin' drunk on whiskey let alone wine, idiot. Is drinking even any fun for you?

[ Can you even drink to forget when you can just flush it out of your system in the blink of an eye? He picks up the cards and starts shuffling them with ease. ]

Whaddya wanna play?