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[goldenglasses]

[Vash is bored so he’s made his way to the square and is by the fountain. He’s got a large blue ball with him that he’s bouncing aimlessly. Anyone up for a game? Anything? If not you may also be getting a snowball tossed at you. Not just anyone; just those he knows or people who also look bored. He doesn’t want to smack someone who’s just trying to get groceries home.

Towards the end of the day he’ll be stopping by the store to pick up some eggs. I hope you like eggs, Meryl, as they’re for breakfast… after he’s dropped them on the floor due to training with them. You like floor eggs, don’t you?]

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[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Huh? [Simon glances back, wiping dirt off his goggles.] Oh, Mister Vash! Sorry for scaring you.

[goldenglasses]

That’s alright! [Now past his initial surprise he’ll walk closer t your newest hole.] What are you doing?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Digging tunnels! [Hello, State-The-Obvious Boy.] Mister Silverberg asked me to make escape routes.

[goldenglasses]

Ooh. [Thinks about that a moment.] That's not a bad idea. Where does this one lead?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Simon lifts his goggles, climbing up out of the hole and pointing off to the west.] The first community building! Right now, anyway. I'm not finished yet.

[goldenglasses]

Ah. [Thinks about that for a moment. That's... pretty far and wouldn't the also include digging under a river?] Wow; you must have been working on this for awhile.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Yes, yes it would.] Mm, since this morning. [...And he's stopping for lunch right now.]

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[goldenglasses]

Oh! This morning!

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[goldenglasses]

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[goldenglasses]

JUST THIS MORNING!?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. [And your point is?]

[goldenglasses]

[Give him a minute. Brain rebooting.] Gah... uh... ack... um...

But… that’s like… really far!

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

....I guess it is. I don't really notice when I'm digging. [Simon is the epitome of the word 'specialization' - he's only good at one thing, but he is damn good at that one thing. |Db]

[goldenglasses]

That's... very impressive. [Still a bit shocked.]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

You think so? [Poor Vash. He's lucky he doesn't know what the kid can do with his necklace.] My dad used to say I was good at digging.

[goldenglasses]

Smart man. I mean... you did all that, by yourself, in one morning? I don't know anyone who could have done that in a year.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[fff you've got him blushing now.] I'm not that much faster... I'm sure someone else could've done it sooner than that!

[goldenglasses]

I doubt it.

...I still can hardly believe it. Are you even tired?

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Not really, but I am pretty hungry!

[goldenglasses]

[Happy laugh] I can imagine digging would work up an appetite!

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Are you hungry at all? You can have lunch with me, if you want.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash? Hungry? Always.] Yeah! I could go for some food.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Okay! My house is right here, so we can eat there or just pick something out of the shop.

[goldenglasses]

I don't mind eating at your place.

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

Okay, follow me! [And off he heads to one of the nearby houses~]