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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[aaand here's a Vash! He's in his normal red coat, but he's also looking very dusty and a little beat up. He's got a slowly darkening bruise under one eye, dust in his hair, and a few small bloodstains on his coat. He also smells more strongly of gunpowder than usual.]

I don't get it! They keep showing up like they know I'm in Karkassas, even though no one can leave to give anyone that info... unless I'm mistaken? But that can't be right...

[blinks, looking up now that he's stopped talking to himself]

... I guess it's been a while since I've come here. I keep getting distracted.

Comments

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

What happened to you?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Just bandits again! Nothing too unusual.

[noking.livejournal.com]

[the blood attracts Shenzi like a vulture]

Maybe they can smell you.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

Bandits attack you a lot or something?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I don't think that's possible.

[... discreetly sniffs at his armpit anyway]

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Ah, they tend to! It's funny how that turns out.

[noking.livejournal.com]

Why not? I can.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Small, cute fuzzyness wanders up to pat at the hem of his coat.]

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Most people on my world are normal - and look, I've even been taking baths lately! I smell fine!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[... omg kitty!]

Now how'd you get here?... [crouches down to pet on her some]

[noking.livejournal.com]

Normal in your world could mean crazy as cats to me.

You smell weird is what.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

... Okay, good point.

How do I smell weird?!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Her meatgrinder purr goes here.] Follow the yellow brick road!

[noking.livejournal.com]

Can you tell the difference between a lion and a housecat by scent?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[cue Vash being so startled he falls back on his ass]

... You can talk?!?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Uh... there aren't any lions on my world. But I don't think so?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Zounds! I can! [Jumps back onto her hind legs and pounces on his foot.] I hadn't noticed, Bulls-eyes.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

So now you're a sarcastic talking cat.

[shakes his boot around a little, torn somewhere between 'wtf' and 'aww it's cute'] Sorry. It's, uh. Nice to meet you?

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

Why would bandits be going after you?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Because of... my good looks and charming personality?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You too, Bulls-eyes. I'm Cy. Cy for cyber. [Leaves off of the boot and tries to get at the gun under his coat.]

[noking.livejournal.com]

Then there's no point explaining it.

That blood yours?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Hey! No cats allowed! [and now tries to scoop her up to get her away from there]

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I got nicked a few times.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[SCOOP'D.] That's a speciesist position, mister.