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[goldenglasses]

[The first thing Vash noticed this morning was, he wasn’t in his bed. This wasn’t his bed at all. Opening his eyes he found himself crumpled on a rocky surface somewhere in the mountains. That hand. That hand was NOT his hand. Oh god, this isn’t good. At. All.

After spending sometime in the mountains, Vash will be taking Yuber’s powers for a spin, because if he’s up here with Yuber’s body, he needs to stop Yuber from doing something in his body. Only… Vash has no idea what he’s doing. So this is how he ends up in the room of certain members of a pirate crew. He crashes to the floor with his journal bouncing open in the landing.]

Ugh, this isn’t my room. Man, this is ha-

IIIIEEEEEEEEE!

[Oh crap.]

[Well, after that failed attempt at teleporting, Vash decides WALKING is a safer way to get back to his apartment. Hope you don't mind the demon waltzing down the street Luceti.]

(OOC: Replies from iamnotyuber!)

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[small frown] ...You're staring.

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

Am I? Guess I'm not use to humans cleaning their guns out in public. [Vash shoots for that. Hoping you won't guess who he really is.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

I didn't think something like that would bother you.

[watching him closely. This version of himself certainly hasn't lost that trait.]

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

It doesn't. I was merely curious.

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[after cleaning the chamber, he slides it back in place]

I suppose guns aren't really your weapon of choice, are they?

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

No, they're not. [Moving a bit closer.] May I? [He holds out a hand hoping you'll hand it over. Sniper rifles aren't really Vash's choice. (Rocket launchers on the other hand...) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_0dLJHYyUs#t=21s) But it'd still be better than being unarmed.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

May you what?

[unblinking gaze watching the details of Vash Yuber's face.]

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

[Vash keeps his face as neutral as possible.] See your weapon. I've never seen one up close before. [And the weapon shop doesn't keep guns in stock.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[after a moment of consideration, Legato opens the chamber--making sure it's not loaded--and pulls the bolt completely out.

He has to clean it, after all.

And then he hands over the partially-dismantled gun, keeping the bolt so he can wipe it down... and make sure Yuber isn't being given a functioning weapon]

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

[Vash wouldn't expect any less of you really. True, he had hoped you'd just remove the bullets, but maybe he could find a replacement bolt in the item shop. Vash takes the weapon carefully and smiles.] Thanks. This will come in handy. [And he's going to teleport... to the item shop's roof. Crap. Well, at least he's getting closer with this.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[Legato doesn't hesitate... and doesn't miss a beat. You teleport away, and he immediately whirls to exactly where you reappear on his mental radar, sidearm drawn, and fires. You better have some fancy reflexes, because Legato won't miss. He's going for arms that are holding the rifle, but any limb will really do]

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

[Oh Legato, if only you knew who you were really shooting. Not only would you be extremely happy, you'd know just how fancy Vash's reflexes are. As soon as he hears the gunshot he drops to the ground, nearly avoiding the bullet. Well... this isn't good.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[reloading, walking towards the shop, paying attention to where that little blip on his mental radar still is]

That wasn't wise...

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

[Damn, you still had your mental radar. Now what? He could teleport again, but you'd just spot him. If he only had a working gun!

...wait a second. Yuber knows lightening magic! Now... how does it work?]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[in this state, he can tell where you are, but not what you're doing. Wandering closer, eyes trained carefully on the rooftop]

I know you're up there. I want my weapon back.

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

You can have it once you pry it out of [And suddenly there is a burst of fire just above where Vash was ducking... that's not what he meant to do...] GAHH!

[endthem.livejournal.com]

...

[what the hell?]

[iamnotyuber.livejournal.com]

[And Vash ended up teleporting down the street as a way to get away from the sudden flame. Luckily it just dissipated away from the building and nothing caught. And he's now running off with your rifle.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[just a moment later, Legato tracks the thief's new location, whirling and taking off after him. His area of expertise isn't running and shooting at the same time, but his auto-aim ability helps a little... so, enjoy the gunfire following you]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash quickly ducks behind a building for cover. Oh man, come on. This is why he wanted a weapon! This magic is just no good! How did he even get the fire to wo-POOF! And there is another blast of fire as Vash drops the rifle in surprise and teleports again. A mile away. Upside down. In a tree.]

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[...he jogs to a halt as what sounds like a small explosion reaches him, and the thief suddenly blinks off his radar.

Rounding the corner, he finds his rifle--goddamn it, the stock is a little scorched--and there is no sign of the demon who stole it. So, glancing around suspiciously, he reclaims his weapon... and eventually continues on his way.

...What a weird day.]