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Who: Vash and all
Broadcast: The Atroma Shopping Network
Action: Planet side
When: Anytime the planet is within range!

The Atroma Shopping Network

[Vash may not catch it, but The Atroma Shopping Network has been selling a few things from his home planet. Namely a few wanted posters with his face on it. Wow, those are a lot of zeros. The broadcaster will smile and talk about how this is an authentic wanted poster from the world of Gunsmoke, or No-man's Land, as some like to call it. See the details of the sand damaged edges? This is just a must have for collectors of western and outlaw memorabilia. As Vash the Stampede may be one of the most dangerous outlaws in the entire galaxy wanted dead or alive for sixty billion double dollars in his planet's currency!

While it's rumored that he's been involved in over 300 incidents of damage and destruction, some of his most famous crimes include: The murder of Count Lebnant Vasques. Causing class G weapon damage. Putting a crater into the planet's fifth moon. And of course the destruction of the major city of July overnight which lead to the death of over a million people. Call in now as supplies are limited!

Anyone is welcome to see this broadcast, but Vash himself has unfortunately missed it. As after he wasn't able to call in to buy a donut maker set he gave up on watching it.]

Planet Side

[Part of the reason Vash missed the broadcast? He's spending just about his WHOLE time planet side. At first just standing memorized by the snow. He's never seen or experienced anything like it before. Hardly even SEEN photos of it before. It's much colder than he though it would be.

Eventually it doesn't take too long before Vash rushes in and starts playing with the snow like a child. At first just grabbing armfuls and tossing it into the air. Kicking it around, flopping around into it, and just laughing at how wet it is. At some point in his play he'll realize the snow can also be packed. Which is bad news for people.

Where you just trying to take a quiet walk? Well TOO BAD. Because Vash has gotten some of the planet's kids in on his play. There are snow forts and the snowballs are flying. So that snowball that just smacked into your back? It totally wasn't thrown by the idiot in a bright red coat, hat, and gloves screaming: OH CRAP and ducking behind a snow fort. Nope. Not at all.

Or a bit of a slower paced snow fun? As Vash will have also discovered the joys of snowman building, although he's not very good at it yet, give him a hand?

And in the evenings he'll eventually drag himself back inside a bar to shiver, drip, and warm up with a strong drink of whiskey or hot chocolate..... spiked with vodka. Join him by the fire?]

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[making that face at a kid with no tongue is kind of a burn! Coil's glare intensifies as he finally scrambles up to his feet, scooping up more snow as he goes.

so what if he's got a terrible sense of aim? he needs his revenge!]

[Vash laughs, glad to see that someone else is having fun. Even if it's sort of at his own expense. He ducks down for a moment, but will return shortly to throw some snowballs!]

['fun' is maybe not the right word, but he could be mistaken for it with how badly he's throwing these snowballs. if it wasn't for the anger in his one eye, he totally looks like he's just playing around.

the more he throws, though, the better he's starting to get. compensating for not being able to easily tell how far to throw and how to arc them.

at least he's better at dodging than he is at throwing--at least when they're not coming at him from his blind side.]

[Coil needn't worry. As Vash wasn't so low to throw at someone's blind spot during a harmless snowball fight. It was no fun to pick on people like that. So he'll be able to see the shots coming at him.

He'll eventually even move out from his shelter now and then to get a better "shot", but it's really just to give Coil a chance to hit him seeing as he wasn't prepared with his own fort yet.]

Haha! Can't get me!

[and Coil is still frustrated by what he sees as challenge that he's failing, so... he suddenly pauses during one of the points when Vash is still ducked down behind his fort. flipping his sweatshirt off over his head, he quickly twists it up and stoops down to shovel a pile of snow into it.

he's going to use his sweatshirt like a makeshift sling, because tricky science is the only thing that can help him now.

so, when Vash next moves out from behind his shelter, Coil whirls his makeshirt sling around... and launches a pile of snow at Vash that has a much wider spray than just trying to lob a single snowball at him!]

[Vash is impressed with the ingenuity of the sling. So he stands a moment looking slack jawed. He then screams as the pile of snow comes sailing towards him.

SPLAT!

Vash falls backwards into the snow with it spraying around him.]

Hahahaha! That's a great idea! [He laughs as he pushes himself back up while wiping the snow from his face.

Now, Coil has two choices. He can smack Vash again or they can call a truce!]

[he could call a truce...

...or he could hit him just one more. Vash is easier to hit now that he's not a moving target. just to really make his point.

yeah, he'll spitefully chose that route. and then he'll silently call a truth, pausing to catch his breath.]

[Vash laughs as he gets hit one more time.] Haha! Yeah, I guess I deserved that. [He brushes the snow off of himself, still grinning.] That sling idea I may have to steal later.

Ah, and sorry about hitting you earlier. Still getting use to throwing balls of snow. They can get a bit grabby on the gloves sometimes.

[the kid doesn't say anything, and doesn't look like he's having any fun, but at least he's not in a cold rage anymore.

now he's just... cold. he doesn't have any gloves on, so he gives Vash one last glare, before working on wiping his red, frozen hands off on his sweatshirt and rubbing them together to try to strike some life back into them.]

[Vash winces at the sign of those hands. He had been so caught up in the moment he didn't even realize he was fighting someone without gloves on. Vash reaches into his pocket as playing in the snow has taught him one thing over the past couple days. Bring spares for when yours get too wet.]

Here, I have an extra pair. Sorry, I didn't realize you didn't have a pair at all. [Without hesitating Vash hands over the thick, fluffy mittens for Coil to take.]

[and though Vash doesn't hesitate, Coil does. he shifts his weight back when Vash holds out his hand, eyeing the mittens suspiciously.

and when he lifts his eye back up to Vash's face, it narrows a little, like he's trying to figure out this guy's angle.

...he might not often have things nicely offered to him for no reason.]

[Vash's smile drops slightly to one of confusion when Coil fails to take the mittens. More so when he shifts backwards slightly.

Vash blinks once or twice, mittens still held out on offer, his face of utter confusion now. Then he laughs shyly.] I haven't worn them yet today! So I promise they're not wet or anything! Really! They've very nice and warm once you get them on!

[Coil still doesn't get it, really. but his hands are seriously frozen now, and he figures that it's Vash's fault anyway, so... sure. why not.

he takes the gloves and stuffs his poor shivering hands into them, and then folds his arms and hugs his hands to himself, trying to thaw them.]

[Vash still feels awful about how cold the guy was. Also starting to catch on that maybe Coil took the whole 'fight' a bit too seriously.] Look, do you like warm drinks? To apologize for hitting you with that snowball before I'd love to buy you a warm drink.

[he's still got that skepticism hanging on him, but he's at least catching on that Vash seems pretty harmless.

also, the way he puts it seems like a trade for a debt, and that makes sense.

so, after another minute of hesitating, the kid finally nods.]

Great! I found a restaurant not too far away yesterday! They have some decent food and great warm drinks! Shall we go there? Unless you know a place you like better.

[oh... this is one of those awkward times when he can only answer one thing at a time... and can't exactly elaborate on it.

so, after hesitating a moment... he nods? either in agreement to Vash's first or second question.]

[While Vash acts like he knows which that nod was for, he actually has no clue. He just assumes that if he guesses wrong Coil will let him know.] Great! Then let's head this way! I find a hot drink is the best way to warm up! It warms your hands as you hold the cup and the drink warms you up from the inside!

[Vash keeps on yapping the whole way to the restaurant unless Coil does something to shut him up.]

[Coil, being mute, is pretty powerless to all that babbling. but, at least he isn't forced to try and find a way to communicate during it.

and really, he's kind of looking forward to something warm in his stomach by this point, so... he'll patiently nod along as he follows.]

[Vash gets them a table and asks for some menus. He gets himself comfortable with legs kicked out as he takes off some of his outside garments.] Order anything you'd like. I've been saving up so I should be able to afford anything they have on the menu.

[Coil doesn't get comfy. if anything, he looks even more uncomfortable and a little on edge.

he hates this part. every single thing on the menu is hard for him to eat, so it's a game of which will cause him the least difficulty.

he doesn't look like a kid looking over a menu for something yummy. he looks like he's trying to solve a problem.]

[Vash watches, blinking, unable to fully understand Coil's problem.] Of course, if you don't like anything on this menu we can go somewhere else too. [He can only guess at why this guy still isn't smiling even with the offer of a free meal in front of him.]

[he shakes his head!

...and finally turns the menu so Vash can see, and points at the hot chocolate.]

[Vash was starting to get the idea that his new 'friend' couldn't talk and he takes teh menu being turned to him with stride.] One hot chocolate? Sure thing!

I'm going to go order. I'll be right back. [Vash stands and heads up to order the drinks. Returning with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate.] Here you are! Hope you like it! And have started to warm up a bit.

[Vash takes his seat again, nursing his own drink.] I'll try to be more careful where I'm throwing snowballs next time.

[Only... probably not.]

[he doesn't give much of a reaction, except forming a quick, halfhearted sign with his hands before he takes the mug. maybe it's a gesture of thanks.

and he doesn't answer or really glance in Vash's direction in response to what he's saying. maybe he'll just ignore him through their whole little meal.

...but then he reaches for one of the glasses that come with every place-setting, expecting it to be full of water... but it's not. it's empty, and he huffs a sigh off annoyance. ugh.]