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[goldenglasses]

[Vash today is standing outside of Community Building Four staring up into the rain, a happy smile on his face and laughing joyfully. His arms stretched out, he’s already drenched, but doesn’t seem to mind. After a few minutes he opens his journal.]

Hey Meryl! It’s raining outside! [Would anyone care to explain to him what a raincoat is?]

(ooc: I checked the calendar! It is indeed raining!)

Comments

[pretty-fascist.livejournal.com]

More than I'd like to. He molested me!! He dared to put his filthy hands on me. He should pay!

[goldenglasses]

Is that... all you know about him? [This isn't going well.]

[pretty-fascist.livejournal.com]

No. I know more.

He's a closet-case, first of all. After he molested me, he was bragging about all the women he's had sex with and how he's not gay. He also knows magic and paints. AND he lives with that twelve year old. Isn't that scary? Someone should do something!

[goldenglasses]

Are you sure he's not watching the twelve year old? Like you know... a parent would?

[pretty-fascist.livejournal.com]

I'm sure. [Of course he's sure, Vash!]

It's a serious allegation. I wouldn't make it flippantly.

[goldenglasses]

[Sorry if he doesn't believe you] Oh I know it's just... all that happened during an experiment... people weren't themselves then.

[pretty-fascist.livejournal.com]

You think I'm lying!? Or that I don't know what I saw with my own eyes!? I saw that look on his face!! It's not normal! He's WEIRD.

He needs to be put on the registered sex-offenders list. So that people can know! I'm going to make that list!! Luceti needs one!!

[goldenglasses]

A list might not be a bad idea. [Whatever keeps you busy and not killing]

[pretty-fascist.livejournal.com]

Good. I'll make fliers warning everyone when I get back. You can distribute them! That's an order.

[goldenglasses]

Yes commander. [Lies.]