agora | HOMOPHONIC PSL ✦ JUST ONE YESTERDAY

Yeah. Was catching up with stuff since I left. Joseph and Marin are getting married!

[ In which the mechanic will mention the wedding won't be anytime soon... Joseph is a perfectionist, so it may take a while. The answer on the bike gets a thumbs up. They mention that if anything feels off, feel free to tell them. Or to use their workshop, they trust him because he's with Vash. ]

Do you want to drive some more laps?

[ Vash has shrunk suddenly. ]

Huh, congrats to ya.

[ Well it's sweet that he is really thinking on this wedding and will accept nothing less than perfect, apparently. May their wedding be a blast. He doesn't know if he and Vash will be around whenever it happens but maybe if they're nearby and they get an invite. ]

I can only ride around in so many circles 'round the ship before I get sick. The real test would be drivin' over to the next town, but I ain't doing that right now unless you guys got a grocery list you want me to grab.

[ Technically, you're right, because trimax Vash is shorter. The engineer says thank you! Then thinks about it... While they don't want to bother to two of them after they got home, they did want some tablecloths from a nearby town. It's not that far from here where the two of them would need to spend the night. It'd be a day trip at most...

But they also said they don't mind taking one of the air shuttles. Vash pipes up. ]

We can get that for you!

[ Decides for Wolfwood. ]

[ ROLLS HIS EYES... not that he would say no to taking the bike for a spin over the air shuttle but he didn't expect it to literally happen RIGHT NOW. ]

You just volunteerin' me?

[ OR ARE YOU JUST PRESUMING YOU'RE GOING TO GET A FREE RIDE TOO? ]

Don't you want to spend more time with your girlfriend?

[ The engineer gives them both a solid thanks before giving Vash the money to pay for the tablecloths. He pockets it before coming over to Angelina and Wolfwood.

FREE RIDE!!! Despite how he called Wolfwood's motorcycle his girlfriend, he's find to third wheel??? ]

Bitch.

[ DON'T CALL ANGELINA IS GIRLFRIEND!! He already has the Punisher on top of all that. He raises his brows though like the sidecar isn't attached, you gonna just stick right behind him this whole ride? ]

[ He deserved that... So he won't tell Wolfwood to be nice to him and fix his potty mouth.

To the raised eyebrows, he just smiles at him? ]

[ EYEROLL. But fine, hang on tight because he's just going to rev this bike and we will now start riding down the road...

Whee... feel the wind in your hair. Wolfwood doesn't offer much chatter but it's really just because it's hard to talk on a motorcycle, it's very loud. It has been a long time since they last rode Angelina together. ]

[ He's basically taking advantage of hugging Wolfwood... This is nice and there are no complaints because of how difficult it is to talk when there's so much wind blasting your face.

He rests his head on Wolfwood shoulder, burying his face in, and enjoys the ride until they get to stop... And still clings onto him because he's clingy. ]

[ It'll be a good amount of time until they get to that stop. An hour or two probably, YOU SAID DAY TRIP? That seems about right to me. It's going to go from warm to too-warm real quick with the desert and the physical proximity, but if Wolfwood is at all bothered by it, he certainly doesn't speak up.

Not until they reach the outskirts of the nearest town anyway, where the bike comes to a slowing throttle and he tilts the heavy thing so his foot can reach the ground, the pounds of weight nothing in his hands. ]

Get off, we're here and you're hot.

[ NOW he complains, sort of. ]

Where's this store he wants us to get to?

[ Yeah about an hour or so on bike should be enough. They can easily return to the colony without needing to stay over.

These two freaks really are used to the desert despite what they normally wear. Vash mostly stays in that position, sometimes with his eyes closed, and he clings on a little longer with his head pressed against Wolfwood's shoulder... Mumbling. ]

There's a boutique.

[ Wolfwood's waist is free as Vash hops off the bike, stretching his arm above his head and moving his shoulders back. His ass is flat so sitting for so long did not do anything to it.

Arms return to his side, with one hand fishing the note in his pocket. ]

Bella's Boutique?

Boutique.

[ He just repeats the word like he's wondering who the hell names these kinds of things. Looking around... squinting. ]

Somewhere over there?

[ Pointing to an alley full of market shops that look about right? It's got that cafe street, boutique-y energy to it. The rare sight of flora!! Not much, and mostly very desert things, but the planet really is changing very slowly. ]

That looks like a good start! We can pick up a pastry on the way, too.

[ And, if anything, Vash will ask a local for directions if they can't find it on their own. Come, come, Wolfwood. He walks into this quaint little district. ]

You ever wonder if we eat too much bread?

[ Carbs in general though by all means, he is not giving that shit up. He loves noodles. He's going to traipse after Vash... I have decided that the Punisher has stayed home today so he's a bit bare, though given how he is, never not strapped with a gun on his person just in case. But it is a bit unique to see him not in the suit and without cross. He truly is on an off-day. ]

What'd he want -- a tablecloth?

Sometimes that's all we can afford... What else would we eat? I guess there's boiled potatoes. Fries are getting expensive.

[ They're not even suffering from being poor, actually... But it's hard to shake off the mindset. They pass by a cafe, then a small little library, and some other boutiques (Vash and Wolfwood would probably think they're just small clothing stores). ]

Yeah, but a bunch of them for the wedding. [ He peeks over his shoulder when he hears Wolfwood trailing after him. A moment of silence. ] It's weird to see you like this.

[ LIKE WHAT ]

Don't knock boiled potatoes.

[ Just a touch of salt and that shit rocks dude. He raises a brow though as they're passing by. ]

He didn't specify what kind, did he... can we just grab any?

And see me like what.

Boiled potatoes aren't bad, but imagine having them all the time. [ Mush all the time? Even though Vash would not complain if it comes down to it. He would eat those potatoes if it means he'll live another day. ] Don't worry about the tablecloths, he showed me some before and told me which one he wanted from that.

[ Vash has very selective memory where he's quick to forget and let things pass, but then remembers in such vivid detail. Can't be me and that's probably for the best.

Squinting, he tries to find the words. ]

Like... A guy.

[ SO DESCRIPTIVE. ]

Put some salt and pepper on it. Tabasco if that gets borin'. Iunno, get creative.

[ Pausing and looking. ]

I am a guy. You mean without the Punisher?

You really like hot sauce.

[ Whether No Man's Land has real spice, I do not know, but Vash can handle it well enough. He doesn't have the taste for it, though. ]

Yeah! The Punisher really adds to a certain look.

[ The Tabasco is right there. ]

What can I say, it adds a nice kick and you can throw it in someone's eyes in a pinch.

[ We love multi-use! ]

Can't deny that, I guess...

[ The amount of times people make their first impressions of him based off the Punisher alone is not few. That being said, having it be pointed out now makes him feel weird and naked. His hands... empty... ]

C'mon, stop screwin' around.

[ maybe it is just me that thinks tabasco isn't super hot, but it is a hot sauce. ]

This again... [ Just a flashback of Shenhe telling him that Wolfwood taught her this, then she shared with others. ] I've never seen you use it like that.

[ Wolfwood is giving off such a funny aura right now. Tilting his head, he slows down a bit so they can walk side by side. Whispering: ]

Do you want to hold hands?

[ I mean it's a hot sauce for the commons. It's an average spicy. ]

That's 'cause you were strapped to a hospital bed. [ And it was a long time ago. ] It worked real well for the record.

[ They're walking along... and with the suggestion, he raises a brow as he turns his head like a bird to look at him. ]

What brought this on?

It's not like I was doubting you. Wish I got to see it since it sounds hilarious.

[ It just seems a little silly, says the silly man himself. Vash's walking along, eyes on Wolfwood the whole time since he slowed down to be by his side, so here their eyes connect.

Suddenly, he's nervous, so he overcompensates full-on bravado. ]

Well! Your hand seems a little lonely without the Punisher and I thought maybe I could keep it company?

[ An incredibly natural wink. ]

[ Judgment... at the incredibly natural wink. He doesn't believe it one bit but that's because he can read the atmosphere, god forbid.

...

He just shoves his hand at Vash. Without saying anything. ]

[ And Vash confidently takes it even though Wolfwood rudely shoved it at him. It's a secure grasp of his unloved flesh hand... It isn't soft, considering they both use guns, but at least it's warm.

Whatever bravado Vash had is gone. He's just awkward now, but they're making their way to the boutique—he's FOCUSED on finding the boutique. ]

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