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[goldenglasses]

[Vash has decided to escape the rain this evening by ducking into Good Spirits. He’s been doing better since losing Rem. The pain of losing her is still fairly fresh, but no longer a shock. And now that the initial shock is over, Vash is starting to recall certain things.

He begins to think about heading home. Meryl has the day off and she’d be waiting at home and…

And…

And…

And… holy crap! Meryl kissed him! His hand hovers over his chin and his face turns bright red as he suddenly stands up, tipping over the stool he had been sitting on.]

Oh man! What do I do now!? Do I… do something!? [Starts pacing up and down the bar, staring up at the ceiling, hands clasped against his head as if no one was in the bar with him.] I should do something, but… it’s a little late for that! Oh man! WHAT DO I DO!?

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ There is someone else in Good Spirits this evening who isn't enjoying your shouting, boy. ]

Simmer down, kid.

[goldenglasses]

Ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman,ohman! WHAT DO I DO!? [Yeah, he didn't hear you.]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Why does that not surprise him. ] Hey! Calm down.

[goldenglasses]

Ohman,ohman,ohman,oh- Oh - hello! Calm? Calm? Who's not calm? I'm calm! Ahahahahhaaha!

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course you are. You're doing such a good job of showing me and everyone else in here.

[ Just don't tell him Sparrow is here. ]

[4000ages.livejournal.com]

[China had been off in his own little corner...enjoying some rice wine...before he hears the clatter of the stool. He looks up crossly, pausing as he sees dat hair Vash and raising an eyebrow.]

Why are you making such a fuss all of a sudden, aru?

[goldenglasses]

AHahahhaha!? Me? I fuss Ahahahahaahahahhahghaha-[Laughter suddenly cuts off] No reason!

[4000ages.livejournal.com]

Aiyah, don't lie to me. Tell me what's wrong, aru.

[goldenglasses]

Ah, well, it's kinda embarrassing actually... I forgot to clean up a mess in the kitchen. I hope it hasn't bothered anyone!

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[all7seas]

[There might be someone else in Good Spirits who is trying to avoid being seen by certain OTHER people in Good Spirits. So when Jack speaks to Vash, it's in a very mysterious stage-whispery sort of tone]

Oi---OI. Vash, lad! What's the emergency?

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[goldenglasses]

What do I do!? I know, I'll go home and then. No! I can't do that! Maybe I should have another whiskey. Yeah, that's the ticket. Just one or four more. Yeah, that's it, just another six! [Might not have heard you - oh mystic one~! Try again if you'd like now that he's shut up long enough to take a drink.]

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[all7seas]

PSSSST-----VASH LAD! OI! Come join Jack a minute, you walkin' distraction.

[He's DEFINITELY trying not to be seen. Stop attracting attention over here, Vash!]

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[goldenglasses]

[Peering around] Uh, alright. [But hey - at least he's distracting people AWAY from you?]

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[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

[Vash probably doesn't notice the fighter ace sitting over along the side of the bar, strumming lucidly on his guitar. But Thirteen takes notice of Vash when he begins flipping out. Something's clearly on his mind, so he stops playing, gets up, and approaches him.]

The first thing you need to do is relax and not freak out over whatever it is you're worried about.

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[goldenglasses]

Freaking out? Who's freaking out?! I'm not freaking out! [Downs a full glass of whiskey] AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That tasted great!

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[yellowthirteen.livejournal.com]

[He'll take a seat next to Vash. A smile crosses his face, though he moves to slide Vash's now empty glass away from him. His tone is solid, but friendly. Almost like he's talking to a squadmate.]

...You are a terrible liar. Take a deep breath, and cool your jets. And drinking won't solve whatever you're worried about.

What's got you twisting in the wind.

[More of a statement for him to say what's on his mind than a question. He's here to help, and he's putting that up front.]

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[goldenglasses]

[H-hey! His free booze!] Well, uh, you see... I think I forgot to return a library book back home. The fees are going to be NUTS! And I'm broke!

[ action ] >> RE-DO.

[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

[ ...the bar is Usopp's friend right now, what of it? And you're making a commotion, which makes it hard to not squawk. HAVE AN USOPP. ]

... You okay?

[ action ] S'all good~

[goldenglasses]

Oh, who me? I'm fine! Just fine! Never better! AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

Right. [ Loaded with much skepticism, but he won't pry. This time. ]

[ Pauses. ]

Did you get rid of your mushi?

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[goldenglasses]

I did... it was kinda creepy though. I first heard it's footsteps and then one day I turned around and there was another me standing there.

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[automoblephilia.livejournal.com]

[ Well someone can't hold their liquor and hey have a demon in Good Spirits. He's usually not noticeable even if he tries to be but this is ridiculous. ]

Be quiet for one. What the hell are you going on about?

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[goldenglasses]

Nothing! Yeah! Maybe that's what I can do! Nothing! AHHH! But I can't just do nothing! Can I? NO! Maybe...? Oh man! What do I do!? Maybe just one more drink, or two, or five! Yeah! Yeah! That's it! Just a little time to think! [Yup, didn't hear you.]

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[automoblephilia.livejournal.com]

Bloody hell. [ He's going to fling bar peanuts at you if you don't stop. But that drinking idea is sounding pretty decent too. ]

Can never go wrong with just one more after all.

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[goldenglasses]

Or two! [Yes, he does have selective hearing. Why do you ask?]