Personal vehicles are expensive! What... With the initial purchase, then the maintenance, and if you really want to take care of it you get insurance?
[ This isn't a good argument considering Vash could earn so much money rather quickly thanks to being the fastest gunslinger on this planet, but right now he's just a little guy peeking over the motorcycle and looking up at Wolfwood. ]
[ Vash who also has no shame in taking on the weirdest jobs in the universe, Vash who doesn't need to eat and drink as much as the average human, Vash who has very little desire in the realm of material desires. He really could rack up the monies if he actually cared at all about money.
He leans over his bike to shadow over him. ]
If we're gonna keep up with the travelin' around goin' wherever we like, you're gonna have to learn eventually.
[ So, no, he has not considered renting. He doesn't really care to rent still unless Wolfwood wants to try driving some new models. As read, he has very little desire for worldly possessions, though he cares for what he has.
When Wolfwood hovers over him, he gives him a silly smile with shoulders drawn and hands clasped atop each other on the bike. Little guy energy. ]
It's not like I crash unless I'm dying. [ And he rises up to press his forehead against Wolfwood's. ] Plus, you're here.
[ He's really using this to argue not learning to drive when it isn't full-time. Taking turns means they're part-time. ]
Ain't cheap if you tally up all of 'em over a century's worth of travel.
[ I am pro-public transport but me looking at my daily transport costs from my old jobs like wew.
He doesn't back down at the forehead press, giving back a wry smile. ]
Fuck off. Don't think I don't remember you flingin' me off into a dune.
[ The funny sequence of events of him going from nightmare to a full face of sand. I like that it implies that after Vash showed him he can't drive, Wolfwood made him drive anyway. Fair enough honestly they had to do a LOT of driving. ]
It's cheaper than me wrecking a car or a bike every trip.
[ Because Vash for some reason can't learn how to drive, even when Wolfwood tried his best to give him some pointers before. In the end, it isn't for him. As their foreheads are pressed, he closes his eyes and rubs their noses together.
This may be a small display of gross PDA, but fortunately there isn't anyone around at the entrance here aside from Livio. ]
You know I didn't do that on purpose.
[ They have to take shifts. Wolfwood wasn't given the ability to stay awake and alert at all times. ]
That's why you learn not to. I know you can drive a few tens of miles at a time.
[ In the tone of 'God, Vash'. Like how driving on an empty freeway is easier than driving on a busy road. They're flirting but he has half a mind to bite his nose or something. Livio will be fine with either behaviour probably. ]
I'd have a fat bone to pick with you if it was on purpose, you little shit.
[ No ire, but could you imagine if he was flinging Wolfwood off the bike on purpose. ]
Alright, packin' her away. Can't just keep standin' around in the sun when we've got a different baby to show around.
[ His nose is delicate... Do not bite unless gentle. Vash keeps rubbing their noses since Wolfwood isn't pulling away just yet, but relents when he chides him into doing something. Anything.
And that anything is taking care of Livio. Vash picks himself up with hands on his hips, looking down at Angelina then over to Livio holding all the snacks. ]
You trust me bringing your bike back to the garage and you can show Livio around?
[ Livio knows the place, actually, and doesn't need to be guided, but Vash thinks the brothers can spend time together... Enjoy the view of their family in safety before they rebuild the orphanage. ]
[ He has half a mind to threaten him with a break-up if Vash can't even walk a motorbike to the garage without somehow setting it on fire. He doesn't because the low self-esteem saga of Shibuya is still haunting him. ]
[ Stop... Things are different and there are no annoying weekly effects. He can take it.
He thinks about his schedule as he kicks Angelina's kickstand and hold onto her handles, prepping to take her to the garage. ]
I'll meet up with you at the dining hall for dinner. If I'm late... I'm teaching the kids how to make paper snowflakes on the platform near the classroom.
[ He would be likely buried under children, basically.
we can pretend that there's an area that they use for the classroom. ]
Anyway it's lowkey kind of evident he doesn't actually know what 'making snowflakes' really means but he trusts Vash with whatever regarding his kids. ]
Alright.
[ See you later nerd or whatever. He has a baby to escort. ]
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[ This isn't a good argument considering Vash could earn so much money rather quickly thanks to being the fastest gunslinger on this planet, but right now he's just a little guy peeking over the motorcycle and looking up at Wolfwood. ]
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[ Vash who also has no shame in taking on the weirdest jobs in the universe, Vash who doesn't need to eat and drink as much as the average human, Vash who has very little desire in the realm of material desires. He really could rack up the monies if he actually cared at all about money.
He leans over his bike to shadow over him. ]
If we're gonna keep up with the travelin' around goin' wherever we like, you're gonna have to learn eventually.
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[ So, no, he has not considered renting. He doesn't really care to rent still unless Wolfwood wants to try driving some new models. As read, he has very little desire for worldly possessions, though he cares for what he has.
When Wolfwood hovers over him, he gives him a silly smile with shoulders drawn and hands clasped atop each other on the bike. Little guy energy. ]
It's not like I crash unless I'm dying. [ And he rises up to press his forehead against Wolfwood's. ] Plus, you're here.
[ He's really using this to argue not learning to drive when it isn't full-time. Taking turns means they're part-time. ]
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[ I am pro-public transport but me looking at my daily transport costs from my old jobs like wew.
He doesn't back down at the forehead press, giving back a wry smile. ]
Fuck off. Don't think I don't remember you flingin' me off into a dune.
[ The funny sequence of events of him going from nightmare to a full face of sand. I like that it implies that after Vash showed him he can't drive, Wolfwood made him drive anyway. Fair enough honestly they had to do a LOT of driving. ]
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[ Because Vash for some reason can't learn how to drive, even when Wolfwood tried his best to give him some pointers before. In the end, it isn't for him. As their foreheads are pressed, he closes his eyes and rubs their noses together.
This may be a small display of gross PDA, but fortunately there isn't anyone around at the entrance here aside from Livio. ]
You know I didn't do that on purpose.
[ They have to take shifts. Wolfwood wasn't given the ability to stay awake and alert at all times. ]
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[ In the tone of 'God, Vash'. Like how driving on an empty freeway is easier than driving on a busy road. They're flirting but he has half a mind to bite his nose or something. Livio will be fine with either behaviour probably. ]
I'd have a fat bone to pick with you if it was on purpose, you little shit.
[ No ire, but could you imagine if he was flinging Wolfwood off the bike on purpose. ]
Alright, packin' her away. Can't just keep standin' around in the sun when we've got a different baby to show around.
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[ His nose is delicate... Do not bite unless gentle. Vash keeps rubbing their noses since Wolfwood isn't pulling away just yet, but relents when he chides him into doing something. Anything.
And that anything is taking care of Livio. Vash picks himself up with hands on his hips, looking down at Angelina then over to Livio holding all the snacks. ]
You trust me bringing your bike back to the garage and you can show Livio around?
[ Livio knows the place, actually, and doesn't need to be guided, but Vash thinks the brothers can spend time together... Enjoy the view of their family in safety before they rebuild the orphanage. ]
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Sure. Where do you wanna meet back up?
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He thinks about his schedule as he kicks Angelina's kickstand and hold onto her handles, prepping to take her to the garage. ]
I'll meet up with you at the dining hall for dinner. If I'm late... I'm teaching the kids how to make paper snowflakes on the platform near the classroom.
[ He would be likely buried under children, basically.
we can pretend that there's an area that they use for the classroom. ]
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Anyway it's lowkey kind of evident he doesn't actually know what 'making snowflakes' really means but he trusts Vash with whatever regarding his kids. ]
Alright.
[ See you later nerd or whatever. He has a baby to escort. ]
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If your tour ends early, you and Livio can come over and check it out, then we can head to the dining hall together.
[ Okay? ]
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[ Wow it's almost like he read the brackets. ]
If we get lost, I'll ask someone.
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See you guys later, then! My cellphone's also charged this time.
[ So they can text... If anything comes up. But there goes Vash with Angelina to store her. ]