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[goldenglasses]

[Vash can be found sitting on a bench in the plaza, his glasses on and a very grim look upon his face as he looks the place over. He’s thinking back to the incident with Kefka. A man died and he hadn’t been able to stop it. There must have been a way. What had he missed? He’ll be sitting there for a while, teeth clenching as he tries to figure out what he did wrong. Meryl is welcome to pick up/comment on the sober mood he’s probably been in the past day or so.]

Comments

[goldenglasses]

Gee... thanks for the vote of confidence.

[crisisrain]

No problem! Now hurry up the drinks awaitin'!

[goldenglasses]

I'm coming. Keep your shirt on grandpa.

[crisisrain]

Hey! I prefer 'Old Man', grandpa is just rude.

[goldenglasses]

[Loud obnoxious laugh] Old Man it is then!

[crisisrain]

Well 'Raven' would be better, but whatever works for ya.

[Kicking open the bar door, he ain't touching that door handle it's freezing and he hasn't got gloves.]

Go grab a set I'll get us some bottles~

[goldenglasses]

B-bottles?

[crisisrain]

[Shouting back from the bar.] Just the one little bottle each!

[goldenglasses]

[He sighs and sits down, but that is a smile on his face!]

[crisisrain]

[Walking over to where Vash was sitting, Raven places down two surprisingly small bottles without labels onto the table.]

Told ya they were small bottles.

[goldenglasses]

[Grins] That's good because I'd tell Meryl it was all your fault if I came home drunk.

[crisisrain]

Aww blamin' me before I even get the chance ta try!

Nah this stuff won't get ya drunk anyway, ya'd need to drink both of those bottles. It's some pretty strong rum though, it'll warm ya up inside.

[goldenglasses]

[He takes a sip] That's pretty good.

[crisisrain]

A sip is the weak way of doin' it. [And saying that Raven knocks the entire bottle back in one go.]

[goldenglasses]

But you can enjoy and savor the flavor if you don't down it in one gulp!

[crisisrain]

[OK he chokes a little but manages to regain himself.] Geez that burns yer insides. Ya should try it!

[goldenglasses]

[With a sigh and a shrug - if you can't beat them - downs his bottle.] GAHHHHHHHHHHHH! It does!

[crisisrain]

But ya feel better once it settles. It's like walkin' into a desert!

[goldenglasses]

Mmhm... not quiet...

[crisisrain]

Well I'm done. Nice ta know I can still drag ya out fer a drink haha! Go on ya should get back home yerself, before a certain someone starts gettin' worried sick.

[He throws a packet of mints on the table.] Eat a few of those so I don't get blamed fer the alcohol on yer breath.

[goldenglasses]

[Picks up the mints with a grin] That's probably a good idea.

We'll have to do this again. [Winks] After dinner of course.

[crisisrain]

If we're goin' on a date then you can wear the dress.

[He waves a friendly goodbye and walks out of the bar. Ffff wry you have to die?!]

[goldenglasses]

No way Old Man. Dresses don't do anything for my figure. [Waves after you. I'm sorry! Blame Yuber.]

[crisisrain]

[So shouting back through the door.]

YA'D LOOK BETTER THAN I WOULD! HAHA!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash shakes his head with a small laugh.] Crazy old man... [Then gets back up and goes back outside to meet up with death a couple other people.]