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[suddenly, a door appears! It's made of a heavy metal, like something off of a small fortress, it's surface pockmarked with dents that could only be from bullets.]

[it teeters in place for a moment before falling over completely, hitting whatever passes for 'ground' here - and Vash is standing behind it, his left arm still outstretched. He's holding his revolver in his right hand, pointed upwards, and generally looks a little disheveled.]

[he flashes a quick, triumphant grin, and then he disappears, leaving the door behind.]


(OOC: Vash will be showing up again in about ~20 minutes after this, so I'll assume any questions directed to him take place then, unless otherwise noted. :Db)

Comments

[didorothy]

That's a very innovative way to deal with a steel door.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I only used what options I had.

[didorothy]

Well done, then.