Why'd You Kill the Merchant?!

[sansseraph]

Who: ALL O' Y'ALL
Broadcast: If you want
Action: FRICK YEAH PARTY AT THE JUNKYARD...I mean, Waystation. Junkstation.
When: 10/07 - Event End

It looks more like a junk heap than a waystation, but luckily there aren't any math fetishists to add you to the pile (hopefully). Talk to the scavengers and heed their warnings...if you want. Or perhaps you'll approach a shady individual for purchasing or selling stuff.

"Welcome, stranger!"

Comments

[stefanged]

Two strong hands. [Right on cue, the man rises to his feet. Stefan rushes forward and punches out that idiot - and this time, knocking him out for good. No means no, buddy! Stefan doesn't even flinch as he watches them fall.]

I said I wasn't interested. I don't know if they'll ever take a hint.

[goldenglasses]

If you're sure then. Just don't kill anyone. [Because then Vash will stop listening and will jump in if Stefan looks like he may kill any of these men.

In the mean time Vash takes a step back and rests his arms behind his head. Watching with amusement as Stefan fights. Although his relaxed look hides how ready he is to defend himself if any of these men decide to turn their attention to the loiter.]

Yeah? What weren't you interested in?

[stefanged]

[Stefan flinches, turning around so he can better look at Vash.]

I would never. [He lets out a nervous huff, almost as if he's insulted at the thought. The men don't quite rise up yet, and honestly? He takes that as his cue.

He motions for Vash to hurry up and follow him out before they wake up.]

Being held for ransom. Probably. They're not exactly outstanding citizens.

[goldenglasses]

Okay good, just checking.

[Vash has known some pretty great people in his time. Great doesn't always mean they won't kill or be killed in certain situations so can't help checking.]

It must be that handsome face of yours. [Vash follows behind effortlessly. Kicking the arm out from under a man to keep him from getting back up.

Nearly feels like home as they take off.] Besides, you never kidnap the captain. The captain is who you call for the ransom.

[stefanged]

Exactly! How can my crew pay ransom if I'm the only one who even pays attention to the budget?

[Stefan could run a lot faster, but honestly, any faster than their current speed would look suspicious. He's attracting enough attention as it is. Probably.]

[goldenglasses]

[Even if Stefan is holding back, Vash himself is keeping up pace for pace with him without looking the slightest bit winded.]

I know it's important to have a budget for the ship, but don't they get some money for themselves too? Do really none of them save for a rainy day?

[Luckily when he can find donuts they're usually relatively inexpensive. Or else he really shouldn't be talking.]

[stefanged]

[Hunh. Stefan's gonna ask about that later.]

No, I mean more - I have a bail fund. A separate bail fund for whenever someone lands in jail.

[goldenglasses]

Really?! [Vash halts abruptly for a moment. Then he remembers they're suppose to be running and picks up the pace again.]

Do you guys really get arrested that much?!

[stefanged]

No, but... you've seen my crew, right?

[In other words, IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME and Stefan is a paranoid panda who expects the worst.

He doesn't stop running, not even for a second, until he's absolutely sure they're well out of harms way. Good. He'll just catch his breath now.]

They're uh - it's good to be prepared, before something actually happens.

[goldenglasses]

I haven't really met them each personally. [But, yes, he has seen them around on the network and ships.]

I may steal that idea. [Considering he has been arrested a few times it's mostly for himself.] I never even considered having money aside for bail. I just figured eventually the fleet would move far enough away and I'd-ah, a person would be teleported back automatically.

[Vash slows his running and while he does need to catch his breath, he is in no way winded after their long run.] Good news though, I think we lost them.

[stefanged]

You're not wrong. If you stayed there long enough, you'd get beamed back no matter where you were.

[Stefan just hates the idea of staying in jail. He has places to be and people to see, etc.

Also, bro. Most people would be exhausted at this point - and while Stefan's a little worn out, he's also not keen to call Vash out on his powers. They've both got secrets to hide.]

Praise be to Allah. Those guys were ugly enough. I wouldn't want to meet the rest of 'em.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah they were. I'm glad you were able to take them out on your own. I enough of their smell being as far back as I was. I don't know how you managed to keep from passing out.

[Vash scrunches up his nose and waves a hand in front of it for effect.]

But still, are you okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?

[stefanged]

Smell? [Come to think of it, they were pretty foul, but Stefan doesn't think that's what Vash means...] I mean, they were no worse than the usual creeps. But I'm fine, see?

[He gestures towards himself; except for the mud on his shoes and some slight scuff marks on his shirt, he's clean as a whistle.]

[goldenglasses]

[No. Their smell is mostly what Vash means.] That's good. I would have hate if they actually hurt you.

[Vash sighs and runs a hand through his hair.] Man, the people around here aren't very friendly like are they?

[stefanged]

[Aww, bro. Stefan's expression softens considerably.]

They sure aren't. I don't think I can blame them, either. This planet doesn't feel too good.

[goldenglasses]

You don't think so?

I mean. It has been a bit strange. Something off I can't quite put my finger on, but I don't know if I'd call it a bad feeling or not.

[stefanged]

How come? [He tilts his head a little to the side.] The animals here are way more magical than usual, and that can't be any good, but... I don't think you're talking about that.

[goldenglasses]

I don't know. With how magical some of the fleet are I don't see magical animals as necessarily a bad thing. [Magic and non-human doesn't have to be bad.]

I know some people have been feeling like being watched on this planet and I don't really have that feeling as strongly as others, but I guess part of me doesn't really like the idea of a planet itself being inherently bad.

Obviously some bad things happened on the planet. Or there wouldn't be so many crashed ships. [Vash shrugs. Not really knowing how to explain himself as he's not entirely sure what he's feeling.] I can see why people would be uneasy because of that, but I haven't felt overly threatened either while on the planet.

[stefanged]

[Stefan opens his mouth, thinks about what he's going to say, and then promptly decides against it. "Magic" in this instance is more about the biological effects than them merely being magical.]

I mean... I've seen something watch me. We've been traveling to the ruins, and I've watched some blob follow us, night after night. I can't tell you if it's good or bad.

I'm glad you don't feel threatened, but people can't write away what they've seen or felt.

[goldenglasses]

Really? I didn't get a blob following me around. I can see how that would be at least a little creepy.

[stefanged]

Just a little, right? [He shrugs, folding his arms.] I'm not sure what it wanted, but it was there, just beyond the trees.

[goldenglasses]

Maybe he wanted to be friends? Or worried you were going to hurt his home? I mean, he didn't end up doing anything in the end, right? [Vash: Always hoping for the best in people. Er, blobs.]

[stefanged]

Right, which makes me hope he was just worried.

I can handle these wayfarers just fine, but that blob must've been at least 12 feet tall.

[goldenglasses]

TWELVE FEET TALL!?

T-that's pretty big. Glad it didn't try to sit on you then.

[stefanged]

They were taller than the trees. I might be exaggerating a little, but that blob was huge.