[ And he gives Vash back a look that more or less reads 'eat my ass'. With raised brows. It very quickly turns into a squint when Vash starts acting like he's a circus boy, balancing all this stuff on his fork.
He pushes his own plate forward just by a smidgen. ]
[ IS THERE SPACE FOR THIS HALF OF THE TOAST? How are they to exchange if not circus it?
Well, Wolfwood gave him this responsibility, so he tries to maneuver the half toasts as seamlessly as possible. Somehow, he does it without dropping a lick of syrup, but it does look like a circus the way he handles the bready goods. ]
[ He's afraid Vash is going to drop the toast. He is carefully nudging the plate underneath in case of any droppage. Fortunately there seems to be none. Good work, buddy. ]
Not forkin' the whole thing over like that?
[ Sticks his fork into another piece of waffle while at it. ]
So much for a dessert, s'big enough to be an entire lunch.
[ Would you scream if he dropped the toast... If Wolfwood wouldn't, Vash would have screamed. If Wolfwood would, Vash would still scream. ]
Quit your complaining! It was fine. See?
[ They both have halves french toasts and can continue eating! Vash doesn't wait to dig back in after the exchange, eyes sparkling as he tries Wolfwood's. His lips basically curl like a child's, cheeks large and lips almost forming to the perfect letter C.
The smile flattens a little. Uhhh... ]
Actually... I think I could still eat lunch after this.
[ WHY WOULD HE SCREAM ABOUT DROPPED TOAST. Well yell maybe. Yell and scream have different vibes.
This does not surprise him whatsoever. Vash is such a big eater. Wolfwood could also be, they're both foodies. Unfortunately sympathy does not mean he relents. ]
[ Wolfwood can yell and Vash can scream. It's funny how they both really enjoy food, but they can both snap into survival mentality and eat stale bread that is likely approaching its expiration date soon.
He chews while his eyes roll up to look at the ceiling, pensive... ]
You wouldn't believe me if I said I store it in another stomach to use when I hibernate, right?
You ever had a medical exam? [ Well he surely has, they were literally in the hospital together at one point. Or multiple points. ] ...Are you built different?
[ In every single way, Vash has seemed no different from a human. And the dude has been in the hospital... under the impression that he is human... Wolfwood has never actually thought about this. ]
[ There's a laugh as he cuts himself another good chunk of french toast, but then he goes quiet with wide eyes.
This is also a little funny. They've been on the road together for quite a bit. He was in the hospital a number of times, too... And only now does Wolfwood ask? Also. Wolfwood? The guy that was part of the Eye of Michael or whatever that was? Livio and Wolfwood are just as alien as him! ]
You can't just ask someone if they're built different?
[ Vash is a bully sometimes, unfortunately. He'll stop griefing Wolfwood and think about this seriously while he slowly chews. It's a topic he didn't like thinking about before. Ran from it, really. These differences were what he saw made him monstrous... But he has reconciled with some of it.
Whether he knows how to elaborate on his thoughts or talk about it, it's a dice roll. He's uncertain if he wants to share, even though they've shared so much in their short time together. Somehow, in a little over a year was a lifetime. A joke would be easier. ]
To be honest with you, I don't know too much about myself. I'm different from other plants, so... What I do know about my sisters doesn't always apply to me.
[ An attempt to put it lightly since he isn't used to talking about this topic, or specifically deeper topics on himself with Wolfwood. Despite that, a part of him thinks if there were anyone left in the universe to understand him, maybe it would be Wolfwood. To be different... Maybe not exactly, but close enough.
Idly, he plays with his food and his eyes follow along his fork, part nervous yet also part contemplative. ]
[ He wouldn't be surprised if Luida didn't. She's one of the first to accept Vash as family and welcome him as one of the colony. He could see her omitting anything unimportant that would make Vash feel particularly different.
Wolfwood on the other hand is far too aware. Enough medical diagrams posted to his walls and scientists surrounding him, detailing every step of his transformation like he wasn't a kid with ears but rather a lab rat incapable of understanding language. Enough lectures from Chapel about how he was beyond man, the perfect being fit to serve their new-age God. He knows it all. ]
Fair enough, I guess. For what it's worth, besides your appetite, you're basically like any other person around.
It's a mystery to her, too. At least that's what she said.
[ Independent plants are different, though Vash doesn't know to what extent... Just enough to know that he and Knives are different from their sisters. He also wouldn't begrudge Luida for not telling him, in the case she did know things.
Vash's childhood of being different was being treated like he's any other child until one fateful day, then even then... It didn't drive a wedge between him and others until ships started falling from the sky. ]
Maybe I'm making up for the times where we had to make do with slices of bread?
[ Hehe! A wide smile as he also takes a piece of Wolfwood's French toast. He has the audacity to point of him, toast forward. ]
[ It's so... So tempting to pat the toast against Wolfwood's lips and get him dirty with sticky syrup because fuck you. Maybe Wolfwood can see it in his eyes, but he resists.
[ Vash stays quiet and listens (allegedly), but when he finds Wolfwood's mouth is open wide enough when he talks he's going to gently slot the piece of toast in.
There you go. ]
I'm going! Definitely don't want to go camping tonight... I don't think we brought any gear.
[ He works on his own toast and it doesn't take him too long to finish the rest. It might even take him three huge and monstrous bites. This will probably come back and bite his ass late, but he's done!
And he's going to be proactive and raise a hand to catch the check. ]
And then he's still fucking getting through this toast he got shoved in his mouth while Vash becomes a real living cartoon and inhales the rest of his. Damn. ]
[ SHUT THE FUCK UP HE DID... Vash will take out his worn out wallet that should probably be replaced soon when their tab is placed on the table for them. At least the double dollars he takes out aren't torn or with holes as you'd expect from a wallet so tattered.
Wolfwood's outburst has him snort, finding it very humorous how the tables turned. ]
This is why I was feeding you! But you can take your time.
[ Frankly surprised he hasn't exploded the shit out of his wallet yet. Nothing but bullet-ridden bills. ]
You were givin' me more to eat, it's the opposite!
[ More food? No problem. He does shove the rest in his mouth though because he's not a dainty eater, he will inhale just like Vash can. He does not offer to pay like a wannabe gentleman. They basically have the same wallet. ]
C'mon. You don't got anything else to grab in town, right?
[ It is a pathetic piece of leather... He really needs to get it replaced because it is at the point where maybe a couple of times opening, the seams will give way. They don't for today and Vash can safely pay for their French toast.
Resting his elbows on the table, arms crossed, he watches Wolfwood and grins widely as he inhales the food. It's just very funny? ]
Nope, I'm good and full. [ He picks himself up then pats Wolfwood's shoulder as he passes. Turning into the little cafe, he feels he should give them a compliment. ] The French toast was delicious!
[ It's true, after all. Anyway, they can head back to Angelina. ]
[ ... Looking at the bike and a small airship nowhere to be found, Vash will make the educated decision because their only mode of going up would be the decrepit aerial lift. Vash would have told Wolfwood to wait on the ground while he fetches them a skipper to pick up the bike.
But they can be in the colony now, Angeline back into the engineering garage. ]
I guess it'd be a whole lot of nothing if he just stood around and waited for us... [ Vash will hold the box of frills and lace. ] I'll pass it to him.
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He pushes his own plate forward just by a smidgen. ]
Can you just do this a normal way?
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[ IS THERE SPACE FOR THIS HALF OF THE TOAST? How are they to exchange if not circus it?
Well, Wolfwood gave him this responsibility, so he tries to maneuver the half toasts as seamlessly as possible. Somehow, he does it without dropping a lick of syrup, but it does look like a circus the way he handles the bready goods. ]
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Not forkin' the whole thing over like that?
[ Sticks his fork into another piece of waffle while at it. ]
So much for a dessert, s'big enough to be an entire lunch.
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Quit your complaining! It was fine. See?
[ They both have halves french toasts and can continue eating! Vash doesn't wait to dig back in after the exchange, eyes sparkling as he tries Wolfwood's. His lips basically curl like a child's, cheeks large and lips almost forming to the perfect letter C.
The smile flattens a little. Uhhh... ]
Actually... I think I could still eat lunch after this.
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This does not surprise him whatsoever. Vash is such a big eater. Wolfwood could also be, they're both foodies. Unfortunately sympathy does not mean he relents. ]
Where's it all going?
[ His black hole stomach??? ]
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He chews while his eyes roll up to look at the ceiling, pensive... ]
You wouldn't believe me if I said I store it in another stomach to use when I hibernate, right?
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[ But that aside. ]
You ever had a medical exam? [ Well he surely has, they were literally in the hospital together at one point. Or multiple points. ] ...Are you built different?
[ In every single way, Vash has seemed no different from a human. And the dude has been in the hospital... under the impression that he is human... Wolfwood has never actually thought about this. ]
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This is also a little funny. They've been on the road together for quite a bit. He was in the hospital a number of times, too... And only now does Wolfwood ask? Also. Wolfwood? The guy that was part of the Eye of Michael or whatever that was? Livio and Wolfwood are just as alien as him! ]
You can't just ask someone if they're built different?
[ Time to make fun of him. ]
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[ Don't Mean Girls him! ]
I'm curious now. I mean, shit. We're basically living together and all that.
[ They've basically been living together for a while. ]
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Whether he knows how to elaborate on his thoughts or talk about it, it's a dice roll. He's uncertain if he wants to share, even though they've shared so much in their short time together. Somehow, in a little over a year was a lifetime. A joke would be easier. ]
To be honest with you, I don't know too much about myself. I'm different from other plants, so... What I do know about my sisters doesn't always apply to me.
[ An attempt to put it lightly since he isn't used to talking about this topic, or specifically deeper topics on himself with Wolfwood. Despite that, a part of him thinks if there were anyone left in the universe to understand him, maybe it would be Wolfwood. To be different... Maybe not exactly, but close enough.
Idly, he plays with his food and his eyes follow along his fork, part nervous yet also part contemplative. ]
It's a little annoying.
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[ He wouldn't be surprised if Luida didn't. She's one of the first to accept Vash as family and welcome him as one of the colony. He could see her omitting anything unimportant that would make Vash feel particularly different.
Wolfwood on the other hand is far too aware. Enough medical diagrams posted to his walls and scientists surrounding him, detailing every step of his transformation like he wasn't a kid with ears but rather a lab rat incapable of understanding language. Enough lectures from Chapel about how he was beyond man, the perfect being fit to serve their new-age God. He knows it all. ]
Fair enough, I guess. For what it's worth, besides your appetite, you're basically like any other person around.
[ And the wings. ]
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[ Independent plants are different, though Vash doesn't know to what extent... Just enough to know that he and Knives are different from their sisters. He also wouldn't begrudge Luida for not telling him, in the case she did know things.
Vash's childhood of being different was being treated like he's any other child until one fateful day, then even then... It didn't drive a wedge between him and others until ships started falling from the sky. ]
Maybe I'm making up for the times where we had to make do with slices of bread?
[ Hehe! A wide smile as he also takes a piece of Wolfwood's French toast. He has the audacity to point of him, toast forward. ]
Food debt.
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[ Suppress the urge to bap the toast out of his hands, Wolfwood. Withstand. Rise above. ]
Quit that, just eat your damn candy bread. We gotta get goin' before the suns go down.
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He behaves. ]
It's your toast?
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[ Just don't airplane it to him! ]
We gotta get back before it gets too late. Unless you wanna camp out in the sands and rock again.
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There you go. ]
I'm going! Definitely don't want to go camping tonight... I don't think we brought any gear.
[ He works on his own toast and it doesn't take him too long to finish the rest. It might even take him three huge and monstrous bites. This will probably come back and bite his ass late, but he's done!
And he's going to be proactive and raise a hand to catch the check. ]
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And then he's still fucking getting through this toast he got shoved in his mouth while Vash becomes a real living cartoon and inhales the rest of his. Damn. ]
Well shit. Now I ain't done!
[ Sir did you even bring your wallet. ]
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Wolfwood's outburst has him snort, finding it very humorous how the tables turned. ]
This is why I was feeding you! But you can take your time.
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You were givin' me more to eat, it's the opposite!
[ More food? No problem. He does shove the rest in his mouth though because he's not a dainty eater, he will inhale just like Vash can. He does not offer to pay like a wannabe gentleman. They basically have the same wallet. ]
C'mon. You don't got anything else to grab in town, right?
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Resting his elbows on the table, arms crossed, he watches Wolfwood and grins widely as he inhales the food. It's just very funny? ]
Nope, I'm good and full. [ He picks himself up then pats Wolfwood's shoulder as he passes. Turning into the little cafe, he feels he should give them a compliment. ] The French toast was delicious!
[ It's true, after all. Anyway, they can head back to Angelina. ]
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They can make their drive back to the Colony. Chore: Done. ]
Where's Joe?
[ Tell him his order's in. ]
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But they can be in the colony now, Angeline back into the engineering garage. ]
I guess it'd be a whole lot of nothing if he just stood around and waited for us... [ Vash will hold the box of frills and lace. ] I'll pass it to him.
Are you down for camping tonight?
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[ Not complaining, just ribbing. ]
Yeah I can camp, but what's the idea?
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