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[goldenglasses]

[Vash is feeling a bit down. One friend got hurt and a couple others were mallynapped and he wasn’t able to do anything about either. Not to mention apparently there are quite a number of crazy people running around that he doesn’t have a clue what to do about. So what is a man from a world of cowboys to do? Go to the bar of course. Vash can be found at the bar with a glass of whiskey; he doesn’t look particularly pleased but is always open for conversation.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes and raises the glass as well] Yeah yeah. Oh, and to Nami-san~!

[downs the shot; manages to cough less this time]

[goldenglasses]

And Nami! [Downs it and then flips the glass so it's face down on the bar and lets out a MIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTY! Sigh of pleasu-cough!]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[ha, that's just what you get. Snickers at you]

[goldenglasses]

[Oh it's ON! Ordering two more buddy]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Gives you a deadpan glare. This is war, Vash.]

[but before they drink...]

So, how about we make this more interesting?

[goldenglasses]

Oh? What do you have in mind?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

What the hell do you think? A bet, of course.

[goldenglasses]

I got that much twinkle toes. But what are we going to bet?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[makes mental note to kick you in the balls for that name]

Well, what do you want? [thinks himself] If I win, you just owe me a favor, whenever I need it.

[goldenglasses]

[He thinks about it for awhile] Hmm... [Well, he can't very well do the same bet.] Fine. If I win you have to wear a dress for a WHOLE day.

1/?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[WHY DOES GOD HATE HIM?]

done

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

WHAT TYPE OF BET IS THAT?

Re: done

[goldenglasses]

It's a good one when there's no money! What? Are you a light weight or something? You're that worried you're going to lose?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

LIKE HELL I'M GONNA LOSE TO YOU. [picks up his glass]

You're on.

[goldenglasses]

Bottoms up! [downs his with a little less coughing.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[swallows his down too, and hey, it went smoothly for once.

He's still glaring daggers at you, though]

[goldenglasses]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! That was great! Keep them coming! [Lifts the next with a GRIN.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

What are you, some type of plant? [but he's keeping up]

[goldenglasses]

[GAH!? What - wait no... it's a joke. A JOKE!] HAHAHAHAHAHAH! A plant. HAHA! That's funny. [Downing drink now]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[fff] Weirdo.

[oh wait did he say that out loud? Whatever, next drink going down]

[goldenglasses]

Big foot. [Drink!]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Shit face. [swallow]

[goldenglasses]

Idiot. [Gulp]