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... ]
[ 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: ]
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?
[ 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. ]
[ Whatever other witty comment he maybe had up his sleeve is just dissipating as they walk along. Wolfwood may be a tiny bit embarrassed to be out in public holding hands but he decided to bend anyway because sometimes... Vash is like a wild animal... or maybe like a little kid is the better way to describe it in terms of knowledge Wolfwood has. Deny them the little things and they just might learn to not ask ever again, and he's trying to put in the work to work the opposite of that.
And just in general, the tendency to end up filling whatever blank Vash leaves in their dynamic. If Vash is calm, Wolfwood is yelling. If Vash is panicking, Wolfwood is stoic. At least for the serious bits because Lord knows how much sometimes they both yell because it's funny. Anyway, that's why he's calm as they walk holding hands and Wolfwood is, at best, giving off the energy of very mildly conscious but mostly totally fine. ]
Jesus, don't make it weird by going silent as a rock all of a sudden.
[ It's true... Despite the amount of complaints and begging, Vash is low maintenance with very little genuine asks, preferring to keep to himself. Generally, being obedient and likable lets him stay longer until he himself decides when it ends, but he's settling with conveying his desires. His wants. To be vocal. Just live life like everyone else.
Which is why he's still holding Wolfwood's hand even though he's some level of self-conscious. It wanes second by second, but he straightens up when Wolfwood SPOTLIGHTS HIM. ]
I'm not going silent for no reason?! [ While also standing in a way that makes it difficult for other people to see they're holding hands... It's more for Wolfwood's sake than his own. ] I'm trying to find the boutique! There are so many shops.
[ All these shops are also dainty and delicate, perfect aesthetic for weddings? Though some of them are bakeries, cafes, other types of boutiques—they really passed by a crystal shop for wellness and another for candles. ]
You don't even know? The way you took the guy's request and had me start drivin', I thought you knew where to go!
[ What was his name again. It has slipped Wolfwood's mind. He never claimed to be good with remembering people with the life he's led, although he is sort of trying to work on that. Soemtimes. Curses the image of the guy's face in his mind for getting them lost in the meanwhile. ]
I haven't been here in a while?! He wrote down the name at least! It shouldn't be hard! This place isn't that big!
[ The dude's name is Joseph and he trusted that they wouldn't have that much trouble finding the table cloths. Little does he know that they're bumbling idiots to some degree. ]
These aren't the same shops! [ Momentarily gets distracted by a gelato place. Back to yelling. ] You won't find table cloths in a candle store! Wait. I think that's it?
[ He points to a shop then flashes the note in that same hand to Wolfwood. The names seem to match. ]
[ WHO'S WE IN THIS SITUATION HE THOUGHT VASH HAD EVERYTHING!! ]
Going into a candle store wasn't on the table!
[ Unless it's just for personal reasons. Ready to watch Vash unleash a secret candle hobby. He starts pulling Vash along by the hand since they're already conveniently connected towards said shop. Prepares for you to tell me somehow it isn't it. ]
Hey—[ He's pulled along for some strides before getting back his footing. How fucking dare you this is definitely the wedding boutique and connected to it is a wedding tailor shop or whatever.
It's not EXTREMELY fancy, but definitely more than either of them may be used to. It's beautiful. ]
All right, table cloths. The note says that they're... [ Squints at the note. ] An ivory white with a rounded lace trim. The cutout details are apples and leaves...?
[ He's thinking... thinking... thinking... and then yoinks Vash over to a part of the store where they have cloths. Firstly towards the area where they come mostly in said mentioned ivory white, and he just unceremoniously squats before them to start sifting through the styles. Yes, with his hand in Vash's unless he lets go. ]
Sounds specific. C'mon, get lookin'.
[ Pulls out a sample. Is this it?? It's very pretty with a leaves embroidery spread with what could possibly be fruit, but no apples, and maybe a shade too warm to be ivory. ]
[ They're trying to be productive, so he does let go of Wolfwood's hand so he can also go through the cloths. He stops sifting when Wolfwood presents something, wrinkling his nose as he scrutinizes. ]
... This looks right...
[ Joseph chose the wrong man... Joseph should know what kind of person Vash is? Vash is a walking and breathing legend for the colony. They should all know that he maybe wedding arrangement and the more delicate side of things isn't his forte.
He will take it to hold up himself. Hmm. ]
Think you can call the clerk? Just to make sure this is... "Ivory?" Ivory is supposed to be the color of bone or something, right?
They're not that hard-ass about the exact shade. Are they?
[ ??? He's not like, a total idiot when it comes to the intricacies of romance but also is he not close enough??? He'll leave to go find a shop clerk lost in the mazeways of fabrics and various wedding accoutrements, who takes one look at the cloth and goes "That's Arcadian White, is that what you're looking for?"
He just gives Vash this exact look. ]
Uh... no. Ivory.
[ "Alright! Are you looking more for a light ivory? Warm ivory has been popular lately, stands out more against most environments and warmth is trending right now, especially for those that can afford a small garden wedding..." ]
. . .
[ The mental communication look of 'Well, you're the one that knows Johnny.' ]
[ And while Vash wouldn't mind taking another trip for Joseph to get it right, he knows that there's some weight to this... Joseph wants a perfect wedding and for nothing to go wrong.
With their search for the closest color expert and clerk, Vash trails after and can be seen over Wolfwood's shoulder, greeting the person with a smile. A smile that looks confused as the color names start hitting. Arcadian White??? When Wolfwood looks at him, he looks back.
And keeps looking at him as the the clerk shows their know-how, reminding him he absolutely Does Not and Wolfwood likely Does Not. Opening his mouth, he tries to come up with something, only to close it because it doesn't come fast enough. Uh... Turns his attention to the clerk, smile still there. ]
Any that has leaves and apples lace details—if we can see them?
The clerk smiles politely at their awkward silence and staring at each other until Vash follows up, beaming a little more. I decree them not a retail worker on their wits end, they work here because they're passionate about weddings.
"Sure of course we have all sorts of prints, and even customs as the situation requires it! May I ask, is it for...?" ]
A friend.
[ They laugh. "Oh yes, we'll want to get everything just right for your friend then!" as they get taken to a corner of the tablecloths section that's definitely a bit more colourful, but the details are on point. Definitely leaves and fruits, and the clerk pulls out a number of ivory and ivory-adjacent samples with apples on them.
Wolfwood sidles closer to Vash and looks at all of these like holy shit. ]
Fuck, we should've brought phones back as a present.
[ Taking and sending pictures would save their ass right now. ]
[ They're suffering from decision paralysis... Which is not something Vash often has to deal with. He gives the clerk a hearty thanks when they splay the samples for them, then divulges details about Marin and Joseph. Mostly their love story to where they are now, wedding, with a hint of Joseph is a perfectionist.
Maybe that'll help set some standard of what they're looking for, in the case the clerk has a better idea than them.
[ IT'S NOT EVEN DECISION PARALYSIS MORE THAN IT'S LIKE WTF DOES JOSEPH WANT. This is terrible. The pressure is on with apparently Joe being particular about his tastes. ]
I don't fuckin' know. Couldn't be me.
[ Lord, he'd be fine with a backyard wedding. At least the clerk is nice enough to show them a handful of samples that they think would be best based on a rough estimate. Wolfwood takes them and looks at them. ]
Do we wanna just... pick one and take it back, or we resigned to two round trips?
...I think you should get the ship fitted to accept texts.
I'm sure Joseph will understand if we pick the wrong one... the texting is a good idea, though. I'll pass the suggestion along when we get back.
[ Vash is casual because the wedding isn't so soon where this is urgent. It's simply the first decision Joseph has made aside from the date.
With hands on his hips, he looks at the samples again. They are slightly different and yet he would not notice if they weren't splayed before him as swatches. Vash refers to the clerk again as one last ditch effort. ]
Mind if we picked your brain? So the wedding will be outdoors and they'll be grass, but we do have some structures that are white. Pure white?
[ He ain't got the double dollars to waste on the wrong wedding cloth even on someone else's dime. This shit's so expensive as it is! He'd do it on the GHG's expenses but not the Colony's. The clerk immediately is just like --
"A newer type of wedding then!" Because of the grass. "By pure white, are we meaning a completely neutral white? Ivory tends to be a warmer colour, so that might conflict a little with the overall cooler environment, but if we don't mind going even warmer then it could offer a wonderful rustic vibe --"
They bust out the example pictures. They're all colour palettes and illustrations because greengrass weddings aren't main enough, it's only been so long since the Earth fleets arrived and terraforming No Man's Land has begun for real. Still, this person is good at their job and it's enough to make Wolfwood be like 'oh yeah, this colour palette does look bad.'
...Well, at any rate, they'll finally get a few sample squares. They're free to keep looking around or take these home. ]
[ Woah. He's sucked into the topic when visual start coming out. There aren't a lot of examples, but enough variety between the whole portfolio to get a basic understanding.
At the end, Vash blinks a bit as they're back to their ordeal of choosing a table cloth. ]
... When they put it that way, it's really easy to see which look good and which don't.
[ Vash is honestly amazed by this color theory lecture they've been given. This wasn't on his little day trip with Wolfwood bingo and whether he will apply this in his life later on he doesn't know. Still fun to learn, though. They also got a recommendation.
With that, he thinks they're knowledgeable enough to make an educated decision. The clerk will prepare their package for them for the amount requested. ]
[ He will not do anything with this information. Unless Vash surprisingly decides they should have a wedding in which case he supposes he will remember some of these. He probably won't be a Joseph though. ]
[ They would have a very lax and laidback wedding without fussing over the extreme details. He goes quiet... As he thinks about the little shops they passed by, pausing dramatically because it did not take him long to make a choice. ]
We passed by a place that specializes in French toast.
[ The clerk returns with a box! These are yours. ]
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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.
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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?
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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?
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[ 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. ]
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...
He just shoves his hand at Vash. Without saying anything. ]
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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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And just in general, the tendency to end up filling whatever blank Vash leaves in their dynamic. If Vash is calm, Wolfwood is yelling. If Vash is panicking, Wolfwood is stoic. At least for the serious bits because Lord knows how much sometimes they both yell because it's funny. Anyway, that's why he's calm as they walk holding hands and Wolfwood is, at best, giving off the energy of very mildly conscious but mostly totally fine. ]
Jesus, don't make it weird by going silent as a rock all of a sudden.
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Which is why he's still holding Wolfwood's hand even though he's some level of self-conscious. It wanes second by second, but he straightens up when Wolfwood SPOTLIGHTS HIM. ]
I'm not going silent for no reason?! [ While also standing in a way that makes it difficult for other people to see they're holding hands... It's more for Wolfwood's sake than his own. ] I'm trying to find the boutique! There are so many shops.
[ All these shops are also dainty and delicate, perfect aesthetic for weddings? Though some of them are bakeries, cafes, other types of boutiques—they really passed by a crystal shop for wellness and another for candles. ]
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[ What was his name again. It has slipped Wolfwood's mind. He never claimed to be good with remembering people with the life he's led, although he is sort of trying to work on that. Soemtimes. Curses the image of the guy's face in his mind for getting them lost in the meanwhile. ]
There's a million of 'em, can't any of these do?!
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[ The dude's name is Joseph and he trusted that they wouldn't have that much trouble finding the table cloths. Little does he know that they're bumbling idiots to some degree. ]
These aren't the same shops! [ Momentarily gets distracted by a gelato place. Back to yelling. ] You won't find table cloths in a candle store! Wait. I think that's it?
[ He points to a shop then flashes the note in that same hand to Wolfwood. The names seem to match. ]
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Going into a candle store wasn't on the table!
[ Unless it's just for personal reasons. Ready to watch Vash unleash a secret candle hobby. He starts pulling Vash along by the hand since they're already conveniently connected towards said shop. Prepares for you to tell me somehow it isn't it. ]
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It's not EXTREMELY fancy, but definitely more than either of them may be used to. It's beautiful. ]
All right, table cloths. The note says that they're... [ Squints at the note. ] An ivory white with a rounded lace trim. The cutout details are apples and leaves...?
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Sounds specific. C'mon, get lookin'.
[ Pulls out a sample. Is this it?? It's very pretty with a leaves embroidery spread with what could possibly be fruit, but no apples, and maybe a shade too warm to be ivory. ]
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... This looks right...
[ Joseph chose the wrong man... Joseph should know what kind of person Vash is? Vash is a walking and breathing legend for the colony. They should all know that he maybe wedding arrangement and the more delicate side of things isn't his forte.
He will take it to hold up himself. Hmm. ]
Think you can call the clerk? Just to make sure this is... "Ivory?" Ivory is supposed to be the color of bone or something, right?
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[ ??? He's not like, a total idiot when it comes to the intricacies of romance but also is he not close enough??? He'll leave to go find a shop clerk lost in the mazeways of fabrics and various wedding accoutrements, who takes one look at the cloth and goes "That's Arcadian White, is that what you're looking for?"
He just gives Vash this exact look. ]
Uh... no. Ivory.
[ "Alright! Are you looking more for a light ivory? Warm ivory has been popular lately, stands out more against most environments and warmth is trending right now, especially for those that can afford a small garden wedding..." ]
. . .
[ The mental communication look of 'Well, you're the one that knows Johnny.' ]
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[ And while Vash wouldn't mind taking another trip for Joseph to get it right, he knows that there's some weight to this... Joseph wants a perfect wedding and for nothing to go wrong.
With their search for the closest color expert and clerk, Vash trails after and can be seen over Wolfwood's shoulder, greeting the person with a smile. A smile that looks confused as the color names start hitting. Arcadian White??? When Wolfwood looks at him, he looks back.
And keeps looking at him as the the clerk shows their know-how, reminding him he absolutely Does Not and Wolfwood likely Does Not. Opening his mouth, he tries to come up with something, only to close it because it doesn't come fast enough. Uh... Turns his attention to the clerk, smile still there. ]
Any that has leaves and apples lace details—if we can see them?
[ WHAT THE FUCK ]
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The clerk smiles politely at their awkward silence and staring at each other until Vash follows up, beaming a little more. I decree them not a retail worker on their wits end, they work here because they're passionate about weddings.
"Sure of course we have all sorts of prints, and even customs as the situation requires it! May I ask, is it for...?" ]
A friend.
[ They laugh. "Oh yes, we'll want to get everything just right for your friend then!" as they get taken to a corner of the tablecloths section that's definitely a bit more colourful, but the details are on point. Definitely leaves and fruits, and the clerk pulls out a number of ivory and ivory-adjacent samples with apples on them.
Wolfwood sidles closer to Vash and looks at all of these like holy shit. ]
Fuck, we should've brought phones back as a present.
[ Taking and sending pictures would save their ass right now. ]
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Maybe that'll help set some standard of what they're looking for, in the case the clerk has a better idea than them.
In a low whisper only Wolfwood can hear: ]
Why are there so many?
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I don't fuckin' know. Couldn't be me.
[ Lord, he'd be fine with a backyard wedding. At least the clerk is nice enough to show them a handful of samples that they think would be best based on a rough estimate. Wolfwood takes them and looks at them. ]
Do we wanna just... pick one and take it back, or we resigned to two round trips?
...I think you should get the ship fitted to accept texts.
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[ Vash is casual because the wedding isn't so soon where this is urgent. It's simply the first decision Joseph has made aside from the date.
With hands on his hips, he looks at the samples again. They are slightly different and yet he would not notice if they weren't splayed before him as swatches. Vash refers to the clerk again as one last ditch effort. ]
Mind if we picked your brain? So the wedding will be outdoors and they'll be grass, but we do have some structures that are white. Pure white?
Which of these would you recommend?
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[ He ain't got the double dollars to waste on the wrong wedding cloth even on someone else's dime. This shit's so expensive as it is! He'd do it on the GHG's expenses but not the Colony's. The clerk immediately is just like --
"A newer type of wedding then!" Because of the grass. "By pure white, are we meaning a completely neutral white? Ivory tends to be a warmer colour, so that might conflict a little with the overall cooler environment, but if we don't mind going even warmer then it could offer a wonderful rustic vibe --"
They bust out the example pictures. They're all colour palettes and illustrations because greengrass weddings aren't main enough, it's only been so long since the Earth fleets arrived and terraforming No Man's Land has begun for real. Still, this person is good at their job and it's enough to make Wolfwood be like 'oh yeah, this colour palette does look bad.'
...Well, at any rate, they'll finally get a few sample squares. They're free to keep looking around or take these home. ]
I learned a lot.
[ Sort of. ]
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At the end, Vash blinks a bit as they're back to their ordeal of choosing a table cloth. ]
... When they put it that way, it's really easy to see which look good and which don't.
[ Vash is honestly amazed by this color theory lecture they've been given. This wasn't on his little day trip with Wolfwood bingo and whether he will apply this in his life later on he doesn't know. Still fun to learn, though. They also got a recommendation.
With that, he thinks they're knowledgeable enough to make an educated decision. The clerk will prepare their package for them for the amount requested. ]
We did it!
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[ He will not do anything with this information. Unless Vash surprisingly decides they should have a wedding in which case he supposes he will remember some of these. He probably won't be a Joseph though. ]
'Kay. So, anything else to grab in town?
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We passed by a place that specializes in French toast.
[ The clerk returns with a box! These are yours. ]
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So you wanna grab a bite of French toast?
[ What's a French. ]
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