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[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash the birthday boy
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Twin Roses
When: August 18th

[The crew of the Twin Roses may wonder why one of their captains has been sitting in the cargo area for the last day with a fire extinguisher nearby.

Unless they heard about what happened on the Three Twins last year. Then they might understand why.

Vash waited. Just in case. Ready.

His wait paid off! As suddenly there is a sponsor drop of 135 donut shaped balloons that all read in big, bright, and colourful letters HAPPY 135TH BIRTHDAY!

They gently float and bob happily around as they attempt to escape onto the rest of the ship.]

Oh NO you don't! [This is of course when Vash communicator decides to turn itself on. Silly malfunctioning thing! It shows nothing but a sea of balloons and the occasional POP! as Vash uses the knife hidden in his boot to pop them all one by one.

Hopefully no one opens the cargo bay door to unleash the sea into the rest of the ship!

Also in the crate is a "gift" 135 small packages of colourful sand art kits. Because what man who spent over 130 years on a desert would want more then brightly coloured sand?]

Anyone want some free dirt? [Will be the offer he makes after the balloons were all destroyed and the evidence tossed.]

Comments

Video

[holygunslinger]

[There's a scruffy smirk on the vid link. Whatever is going on, Wolfwood has to be nosy about it.]

What's the occasion?

Re: Video

[goldenglasses]

Because it's international space dirt day. I don't know why the sponsors give what they do half the time.

[Never to celebrate a birthday. Nope never.]

[holygunslinger]

I'm pretty sure those balloons you just finished destroying said it's your birthday.

Unless somebody else is 135 years old. And likes donuts. And lives on your ship.

[mrfancyhat]

[What the hell is even going on. All the stuff is kind of annoying. How's a guy supposed to enjoy his quiet time like this?]

Who the hell wants free dirt? Just trash it.

[goldenglasses]

There... there could be!!!

[holygunslinger]

Oh come on, Tongari, you're a horrible liar. Drinks on you tonight, okay?

[goldenglasses]

Well, I didn't want free dirt and the sponsors gave it to me anyway.

[goldenglasses]

[Well, cat's out of the bag now. Might as well try to get something out of it.]

Pretty sure-- if it was hypothetically my birthday --means I don't need to pay for drinks.

[holygunslinger]

If it is your birthday, that means I'll buy you your drinks for the night. But since it apparently isn't your birthday...

[goldenglasses]

Well, if that's the case...

[Does he really have to say it? Well, he knows now that there's people older than him on the Fleet so maybe it's not so weird.]

It's my birthday.

[holygunslinger]

All right! Just buy me one tonight, since I'm joining your crew tomorrow.

[goldenglasses]

[What? His best friend asking him to buy A drink on his birthday when he has more of a savings account started and is friend didn't?! How dare such a suggestion even--!]

That seems fair.

[holygunslinger]

You're a champ.

[mrfancyhat]

[He chuckle.!]

I think that's what they call karma.

[goldenglasses]

Maybe I should pour the sand out in your room and all over your bed.

[goldenglasses]

Let's make it a night out on the town then. Let's head out about eight and explore some of the bars on the planet.

video.

[collegedropout]

... You're sure as hell an old-timer, aren't you?

[B^)]

video.

[goldenglasses]

Don't you young brats know it's rude to mention a man's age?

Video;

[alwayscomeback]

Happy birthday man. I...absolutely do not want free dirt, but I got a present for you that is not dirt.

[holygunslinger]

Sounds like a plan.

[What's with that smirk, Wolfwood? It's definitely looking like he's scheming.]

[mrfancyhat]

Yeah, that'll go over well.

[He holds up a finger at him, amused.]

You do know I can touch sand right?

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[goldenglasses]

What, really? [He's a bit surprised as he stays pretty hush-hush about his birthday. He would probably automatically guess a meal or a drink that someone could easily just have in hand, but with friends Ike Wolfwood, he also won't be surprised if it's a prank of some kind.

[goldenglasses]

So? Everyone can touch sand. That's why it's so scratchy and annoying to find in your bed.






...well, unless you're a ghost or something like that.

[goldenglasses]

[He doesn't trust that smirk at ALL. Still, life was more fun with risks so he'll be around later in the evening to take the two of them onto the planet below for some fun.]

[mrfancyhat]

All right, let's put it this way. It'll probably be more of a bitch for you to clean up than it will be for me.