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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[Vash is sitting at the bar that the one Wolfwood had left there on the plane, with a beer in front of him, something in a brown bottle with a black cat's face on the label. He's not brooding, of course not, he's just... sitting there, staring out into space. Literally.]

I haven't seen him in weeks. I don't know if he went somewhere, or...

[Why is he even talking to himself? It's clearly Miller beer time.]

Comments

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

You don't have to look so confused. I'm joking.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Just as long as you don't think that 'bout me all the time, Spikey.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Of course I don't.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

You're a lousy liar, Vash.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I'm not lying! We've been a good team, haven't we?

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Someone's gotta pick up th' tab other than me.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

That's funny, I tend to think the same thing.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

...Th' girls hit you up all th' time too?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

It's more like most of the time, I have to ask them for money...

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Heh, come t' think o' it, you did th' same t' me...

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[with a faint whine] Being an outlaw doesn't exactly pay well, you know! I keep having to take whatever odd jobs I can find.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Is that right... well, you could always help me with a couple things...

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

What sort of things?

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

We can make money with [whips out his confessional!] this CONFESSIONAL!

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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Can we try something that might actually earn us money?

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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

You dissin' my CONFESSIONAL?! I'd have you know it works! How th' hell else could I afford your lazy ass?!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

How can that thing work?! You'd have to get about a hundred people to confess a day, and you still couldn't live off of it!

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

I stick it on their head an' they talk! Whadda mean that I can't get money?!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

You only charge them, what, a few cenz?!

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Ha! I charge 'em what I feel's th' right price!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

... So it's extortion?

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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]