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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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[goldenglasses]

I don't feel so good...

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

No shit.

Which way is your place?

[goldenglasses]

[Meek pointing in a general direction]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[stumbles walks over and pokes him with his toe]

C'mon. On your feet. You'll probably stumble your drunk ass into a lake if I don't take you myself [because he's not drunk, oh no]

[goldenglasses]

Al~riiight. [Getting up and stumbling for home!]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[follows! Stumbling himself and making sure Vash doesn't collide with trees, buildings, or anything else]

[goldenglasses]

[Somehow between the two of them they'll get there safely.] You know... it's pretty late and we have a spare room if you don't want to wake your crew members.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[it'll a miracle, really. And now he's stiffens uncomfortably. He's not the imposing sort of guy, but he doesn't exactly have anywhere else to go]

... Yeah. So I don't wake them up. [keep telling yourself that, Sanji. A sigh]

Alright.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash understands and will let you in and make sure you have extra blankets]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[awesome. Manly sleepover. Vash can expect breakfast made for him and his roommates as a present]

... Thanks. [and he'll say no more about the subject]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will give you a 'don't worry about it' wave] Oh... and the bathroom is that room there. [Which he's going to go visit. Now.]