Vash the Stampede (
goldenglasses) wrote2010-07-18 10:28 am
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[Voice // Filtered to Sanji // 100% Unhackable]
[Vash had been putting this off, considering how their last conversation went, but he can’t put it off any longer.] Hey, Sanji. [Pause.] How... are you doing?
[End Filter]
[Vash isn’t sure why, but as he tucks his journal away he gets the feeling this isn’t going to be a good day. What’s a guy to do to fight a bad day? Well, some donuts might be a good start, except as he heads for the bakery he’s distracted by a shiny object on the ground.] What’s this thi-WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[And Vash is off in a Tron Bike, flying down the streets yelling at passersby to GET OUT OF THE WAY! Perhaps you’re one of the people he just narrowly avoids slamming into on his mad race to the outskirts of the forest, where he manages to miss a few trees before finally crashing into a larger tree. Then he’s tossed away from the crash landing in another tree and falling halfway down until his coat snags on a branch, leaving him hanging upside down in a tree. Which is the perfect time for his journal to fall out of his pocket and land open on the ground.]
Ow…
[Vash had been putting this off, considering how their last conversation went, but he can’t put it off any longer.] Hey, Sanji. [Pause.] How... are you doing?
[End Filter]
[Vash isn’t sure why, but as he tucks his journal away he gets the feeling this isn’t going to be a good day. What’s a guy to do to fight a bad day? Well, some donuts might be a good start, except as he heads for the bakery he’s distracted by a shiny object on the ground.] What’s this thi-WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[And Vash is off in a Tron Bike, flying down the streets yelling at passersby to GET OUT OF THE WAY! Perhaps you’re one of the people he just narrowly avoids slamming into on his mad race to the outskirts of the forest, where he manages to miss a few trees before finally crashing into a larger tree. Then he’s tossed away from the crash landing in another tree and falling halfway down until his coat snags on a branch, leaving him hanging upside down in a tree. Which is the perfect time for his journal to fall out of his pocket and land open on the ground.]
Ow…

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Are you all right to stand?
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I think so... [Carefully standing.]
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You'll be sore tomorrow.
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You know what the best cure for that is...
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Tempted to show this to Meryl-mun so Meryl can catch him walking into the bar with a pretty lady~
Pffffff, isn't she a bartender? GO FOR IT!
XD Next time I spot her online 1/2
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