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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.

[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?

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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?

[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.]

[goldenglasses]

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

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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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[all7seas]

[Leaning forward in a confidential manner.]

Now. Why are you thrashing about like a no-headed spider monkey?

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[goldenglasses]

Oh! Well, I uh... forgot to turn the oven off! But then I remember I didn't. Ahahahahaha! All solved! Worried for nothing! Yup nothing at all!

[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. ]

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[all7seas]

You do realize that I am perhaps the most accomplished liar in my world? That every pirate sailing the roiling oceans, every knave locked away in the world's most diseased stone-faced prisons, and every gypsy horse-seller what's ever swindled an honest man--that NONE of these are better scoundrels than I?

Now spill whatever's making you hop about like that.

[Jack will sink down a bit further in his seat in preparation for whatever's coming next.]

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[goldenglasses]

Wow, you're that good? [Topic change? Maybe!]

[goldenglasses]

Well that's good! Well, I think I'll have a whiskey now! Yeah, a whiskey, or two. Ahahahaha! [Oh yes he is! Vash shall go flail about and talk to the said Captain!]

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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!

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Or two? Good God...

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[all7seas]

The. Best.

Look, you don't need to tell, savvy? Just...sit quietly, then. Drink with Captain Jack for a spell.

[Because the LAST time they did this it went SO WELL.]

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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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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ Vash's flailing around at the Captain after his own, brief conversation with the brush head was enough to clue in McCoy to his presence in Good Spirits. And guess who is approaching after finishing his drink? Oh yes, Doctor McCoy. ]

You.

[Action] oh noes! SCARY!

[goldenglasses]

Me?

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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!

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[all7seas]

[Jack points straight at Vash. Soooo hopeful.]

Him?