[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[The feed starts as Vash's journal thumps to the ground, the journal looks up at the gunman resting in a hammock. Although he's a bit too lanky for it so his arms and legs dangle off the sides as he snoozes. There's the sounds of tiny mewing as little kittens try to claw their way up and down his arms and legs. There's another snoozing quiet happily in his hair and two others peeking over the edge of his stomach, looking quiet proud of the fact they had banished the book from their play area. Proud momma, Kuroneko, sits on Vash's chest watching over her babies as they conquer Mt. Stampede. Swishing her tail back and forth under Vash's nose.

That is until she suddenly grabs one of her kittens by the back of the neck and jumps off Vash, mewing so the rest of her litter follows her. The sudden halt of the onslaught is enough for Vash to stir out of his snooze.]

Kuroneko, where are you - WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?! [Sometimes cats just know as a large figure suddenly drops from the sky and lands on top of Vash, ripping through the hammock and leaving two men in a tangled mess.

Once the initial danger has passed, Kuroneko lets her kittens have free range over the men again. They waste no time climbing the new and fun mountain!]

(OOC: Feel free to react either before crybabyofdeath falls from the sky or after!)

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[notabluesbro]

[B| Whatever, Livio. He'll just give you a look before taking a bite out of his toast.]

What he said.

[Who needs doctors, anyway.]

I'm just glad that draft is over with.

[ACTION]

[goldenglasses]

[Seeing as he's never been one for doctors himself and you have a girlfriend who will smack you if you take it too far. Vash lets it drop.]

Me too. [Miaybi...] What was it like being on a boat like that?

[ACTION]

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

It was different.

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[notabluesbro]

If by different you mean a ton of people were getting sea-sick? Then sure. It was different.

But at least the view was nice.

[HNNNGH, balancing a plate on my elbow with a beer in one hand. This one-handed business is something he hasn't dealt with in a while; not since he was a teenager, anyway.]

If we hadn't had a giant octopus attack a ship and a storm right before that, it would've been a lot nicer.

[ACTION]

[goldenglasses]

A what?!

[ACTION]

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

A giant octopus.



Apparently it's an animal that lives in the ocean and it has giant arms that can wrap around things so it can crush them and drag them underwater.

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[notabluesbro]

[And Nick plops down at the table, too.]

Yup. There were also sharks, but luckily I didn't have to deal with any of those. At least the beach was easier to fight on—felt more like home turf.

[OM NOM NOM NOM.]

It was pretty eventful.

[ACTION]

[goldenglasses]

I can see that... [You guys are so unhelpful. He's just going to make himself some eggs.]

Do you think we have things like that in this ocean?

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

Well... they lived in the ocean we went to, so they could live in every ocean. Unless they need more room to swim around.

[nnnnnot that he's an expert of marine life or anything, he just doesn't see why they wouldn't.]

[notabluesbro]

I'd say yeah. But maybe you can ask if anyone's gotten attacked by a kraken or a shark.

[goldenglasses]

Well, I'm asking you, aren't I? [Yes he knows you mean someone here and you're trolling more than anything else, BUT WHO CARES!]

/quietly murders LJ for eating the notif for this

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

[LIVIO CARES EXCEPT OH WAIT NO HE DOESN'T. He's pretty content to watch this trolling unfold. Well, unless they start yelling and throwing things at each other. It's all fun and games until someone get's socked in the face with not!brother love.]

[notabluesbro]

Oh, well, I'm busy eating, so you can ask Livio any and all questions your little heart desires. What the ships were like, how the sky's blue, how are babies made, you name it.

[BRB OM NOM NOMMING.]

1/2

[goldenglasses]

[Okay. He'll be the adult here. He'll be the better man.]

2/2

[goldenglasses]

[By flicking this stray cheerio at your head.]

I tried my best to find the most unimpressed lloking icon I had

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

I'll do my best-

[CHALLENGE ACCEPTE- Vash why did you just flick a cheerio at Wolfwood's head?]

...Vash.

[Seriously guys? Is the 16 year old really the least childish one in this room?]

bravo 1/2

[notabluesbro]

...............

[notabluesbro]

[Hope you like a little blast of fire in your cereal bowl, Vash. Do you just not learn from the past?]

[goldenglasses]

[Oh! He just loves it! So much that he yelps and tosses the bowl away from him. LOOK OUT BELOW LIVIO!]

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

[NO PROBLEM VASH, IT'S TIME TO EMPLOY SOME *ACE DODGING SKILLS*

...

except oh whoops he probably should have employed some ace catching skills.]

[notabluesbro]

[TOO BUSY LOLING OVER HERE EXCUSE ME

FUNNIEST SHIT EVER I DON'T EVEN CARE]

[goldenglasses]

[So after the explosion of cheerios, Vash just glares over at the laughing Wolfwood.] I am not cleaning that up!

[crybabyofdeath.livejournal.com]

[and you just know this is the perfect opportunity to be all helpful for his friends. So duh he's going to launch himself into volunteering.]

I'll clean it up!

[Because it is totally his fault for not catching it, it's not Vash's fault Wolfwood lit his breakfast on fire causing him to chuck it or anything.]

[notabluesbro]

[...

Works for Wolfwood.]

Aaaah, that's pretty nice of you, cleaning up Vash's messes.

[goldenglasses]

MY MESS!? I flicked ONE piece! You're the one who set FIRE to my bowl!