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[goldenglasses]

[Vash had spent the first few days of the experiment unaffected. That is until he woke up this morning and found his very own flashcard. Huh, well, that wasn't helpful at all! With very little else to go on he heads out into the kitchen of house five and opens the cupboards.]

Uh, hello? Do you guys - um, I think I'm suppose to ask you a question?

[Of course they don't answer back, leaving Vash feeling rather foolish. He gives up and goes to get dress. He finds a strange journal among his clothes, gives if a quick look over before tossing it onto the bed where it falls open giving a nice view of the ceiling. Then Vash starts to get dressed and-]

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME?! [Someone just noticed his scars. Hope no one was trying to sleep in this morning. With lack of answers Vash will quickly dressed, not wanting to see those scars anymore before searching around the room he woke up in. Before moving onto the rest of the house. Are those - baby toys? DOES HE HAVE A KID!?

Needing some air he'll eventually head outside to roam about in confusion. Somehow he'll eventually make it into Seventh Heaven. Ah, food. He's quickly learning that he loves all sorts of food and yet he can't help but poke at the dishes.]

Do you talk? Come on, can't anyone tell me about this grey stuff? WHAT IS THIS GREY STUFF!?

[Run into Vash just about anywhere as he explores Luceti for the first!second time! And if you have any dishes near you? He may try to talk to them.]

Comments

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[risingshepard]

[There is someone in the table next to yours, Vash, and she's trying to enjoy her meal when you pipe up. 8|] The hell are you going on about? [Geez, Vash, and she was trying to stick to her Battledome routine this whole week. Way to get in the middle of her schedule. >8[]

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[goldenglasses]

Oh, nothing! Nothing! But, ah, did you happen to get any grey stuff on your plate?

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[risingshepard]

'Grey stuff'? You'll have to be a tad more specific.

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[goldenglasses]

I... uh, can't. That's kinda all I know.














...your plates haven't been talking to you have they?

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[risingshepard]

...You must be hallucinating if you think plates talk. [...Facepalm. Just...wow.]

[Action!]

[goldenglasses]

NO! NO! NO! It's not like that at all! It's uh, well... maybe I use to be able to talk to dishes?

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[risingshepard]

[...Excuse her, what? What is that even supposed to be, platempathy? ...Okay, that sounded stupid even in her head. Yeah, this guy must be having some serious hallucinations...] As far as I can see, it doesn't look like you're getting a response. So no, you can't talk to dishes.

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[goldenglasses]

Well I don't know! I just woke up today with this card and whatever this grey stuff is suppose to be it sure makes it sound good! [It is kind of all he knows right now.]

[notabluesbro]

[You being in the same house is just murder. Clearly I have bad taste in roomies--housies? Whatever. He casually walks by, holding a baby in his hands. Hell if he knows what the kid's name is.]

... Why do I feel like this is deja vu?

You being loud and annoying in a tiny stupid book while I walk by grumbling, I mean.

[goldenglasses]

[Oh, he doesn't live here alone? Vash is a little too busy staring down at his scars to even hear Wolfwood at first, but when he does...]

WHAAAA! [Excuse him a second as he tries to cover his chest with his removed pajama shirt before slamming his door in your face.

Wait, was that a baby?]

WAS THAT A BABY!?

[notabluesbro]

[... did you seriously just

really]

Hey!! Get the hell outta' there! Do you expect me to talk you to through--

Are you serious--

Of course it's a baby!!

[A BABY THAT IS NOW CRYING FROM ALL THE RUCKUS.]

AWWWW HELL--!!

[goldenglasses]

[Oh shit! Now it's crying! Actually, that doesn't sound like too bad an idea right now.] WELL IT'S NOT MINE IF IT'S DIAPER NEEDS CHANGING!

[notabluesbro]

[GOD JESUS GOD JESUS WHAT DO I DO WITH THIS KID

uh--maybe if he puts it on his shoulder, pats its back? Yeah? Yeah?]

Get your ass out of there and help me figure out why I live with you, asshole!

[goldenglasses]

Ever think you live with me?! And I don't think I want you here anymore! [Yet he's soon opening the door, his shirt pulled so quickly over his head it was actually still inside out.]

What's wrong with it?! [You know, it? That screaming thing you got there.]

[notabluesbro]

He hates the world and everything in it, like I do! Now hurry the hell up and get out so I can figure out why I don't remember a single thing about my life, huh?!

[... PATTING THE BABY'S BACK A LITTLE

SHHH IT'S OKAY SHHHH]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash moves just a little closer to Wolfwood and the screaming baby. His arms crossed over his chest, despite his inside out shirt, feeling self conscious still about the scars hiding under it.] So, you're not sure if it's yours? Where'd you get it from!?

[notabluesbro]

[What's with the girl-caught-in-the-shower thing you're doing?

Whatever.

He casually clicks his tongue at that. The kid's not crying as much anymore, at least the kid is relaxed, brought down to lots of sniffling and low bouts of hiccuping.]

From upstairs. I woke up next to a naked woman.

[goldenglasses]

You did? [Lucky man!] I just woke up with a cat on my head. And another on my stomach.