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Who: Vash and those who tag!
Broadcast: Video, Fleet wide
Action: Around the space station
When: Right now! And all month!

Hello fellow fleet members! My name is Vash and I hope everyone is doing alright after all that action earlier. I've been running a few jobs to keep busy and I've managed to find a spare port compression coil... whatever that is. Does anyone need one? Or if you're having trouble getting some parts I have some spare money and could probably help. I mean, the ships only have so much room to carry things after all!

Ahhh, hahaha. And if any sheriffs? Cops? Space Lawman ask if you've seen me... tell them you have no idea who they're talking about please.

[Do you dare ask, WHY?

And if you want to run into Vash he will be around the space station. Hiding if anyone who looks remotely like they may want to arrest him comes by. Luckily he won't get arrested this time, but he'll be continuing to take on jobs that will earn him money or parts. He can't help very much with repairs, but he can at least get the parts for people.]

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[Vash might have been hiding from the law. Which is why it's probably a bit alarming to just have someone there next to you, perched up on a crate and watching the world.]

You like to help people, no matter how much it hurts you. If you get too hurt, you can't help anymore, though. What will you do when you shatter?

[Vash was indeed hiding from a law man. He didn't think the man was actually looking for him, but Vash hid anyway just to be safe. He was just about to sigh with relief at not being found when someone spoke next to him.

So instead of a quiet sigh he yelps loudly and turns to the person next to him.] Uh.... sorry, what? Do I know you? [He stutters out the worlds as he peers from his hiding spot to see if the cop had noticed the sound. If he did he didn't care because he was still walking away.]

[Cole vanishes and reappears on another crate, because yelling often comes with being hit, and he prefers not to be hit.]

I don't think you know me. But I know you. I could feel you.

[Luckily Vash isn't the type to yelp and hit, but if Cole likes vanishing he'll have some fun now. As when Cole vanishes and reappeared Vash likes out a terrified yell and falls backwards onto his bottom.

On the inside though he's calm and collected. Watching and storing information on Cole's vanishing trick. (Well, what little he can figure out.) Just in case he needs to protect himself, but he shall continue his bumbling fool charade on the outside.]

How-- how did you do that?! It's pretty nifty! Also... what do you mean, feel?

Edited 2015-04-11 10:34 (UTC)

[Cole frowns slightly, because the reaction says fear but there's no fear. The reaction says 'alarm' and there is none.]

It's a mask!

[He's excited at working that out.]

A mask makes you disappear and reappear? [Nope. No mask from Vash on that one. He's really not sure that was an answer to his question or this guy being weird some more.]

I never know what to do with masks. Do I speak to the mask, or the person?

No. I can move myself like that because... I'm not human.

Oh. Okay then. [He's seen a dragon. No biggie.] As for your question, I dunno, does the mask talk? I think you should speak to whoever is talking to you.

I don't know. Are you talking to me, or your mask?

[He looks straight at Vash as he says it, pale, pale eyes barely visible. But it's a gaze that can be felt.]

I have a mask on? [Vash pats at his face as if checking to see if something is there, but he's thinking he may be starting to understand this guy's train of thought. And he's not sure he likes how spot on it may be.] Welllllllll then! I should probably take care of that! I'll go do that now! Ahahaha, thanks! It sure has been well, something!

[Vash is going to try to slink away now unless something happens. Like Cole following him around or another cop comes by.]

Have you been wearing it so long you can't feel it anymore?

It's all right. I won't tell anyone about your mask. Sometimes, they're important.

[He won't try and stop Vash leaving. People often feel a need to run away from him. But he's going to stay here a while.]

Ah, thanks! Catch you later then! [And Vash runs off. Feeling just a bit intimidated by Cole.]

Space cops? Fuckin' seriously?

[ That exasperation isn't targeted at you, Vash. One of the few good things about space, as far as Ladon has been concerned, was the lack of badge-toting chuckleheads. ]

Yeah, not exactly sure how they work, but there's some kind of law. I think? Not that they seem to care about kidnapping people to force them on a show. But finding stolen goods seems to be a thing.

Fuck.

[ He groans at that. ] Only damn decent thing 'bout bein' stuck in space was not havin' coppers 'round. Pigs ain't supposed t'fly.

Pigs... can't fly. Can they!?

[ Grumble. ] Guess they can here.

Space is weird.

You're tellin' me.

Already getting into trouble, are we?

[hey, buddy! it's been a while...]

What? No! Me? In trouble? HAHAHAHAHA! Just a possible misunderstanding is all! I just happen to have one of those familiar faces!

No you don't. [crushing his dreams.] You really stick out.

Hey! A guy must have stolen my image then! I can't help it if I have a style anyone would want to steal!

[--WELL, it gets him to laugh.]

...All right, sure. My lips are sealed.

Good! A guy can't be too careful around cops. Space cops or not! I mean, I'd hate to miss the fleet wasting time clearing my innocent name!

I hear ya'. Guys can get all kinds of the wrong ideas.

But if you happen to need a little help with whatever it is that's getting you into this mess in the first place, let me know.

[Vash gives a violent and quick shake of his head.] No way! I'm done with that! But I'll still be looking for more spare parts people are trading for work. Does your ship need anything?

Hah, no. [he shakes his head.] The Bloodsport actually made it out just fine. I've been spending all my time getting other folks fixed back up to normal.

Yeah, it would be bad if any ships got left behind whenever this fleet gets its mind around moving again. If you hear anyone needing a spare port compression coil let them know the Three Twins currently has one!

I'm not breaking you out of the stocks again when you inevitably get arrested. One trip in the garbage was one trip too many.

What do you mean inevitably? Have some faith in my hiding skills! I- I mean, I won't be arrested! This is all a mistake! I didn't do anything illegal! On purpose.

Uh huh. Just like on Mor?

No! I didn't get a chance to hide then! I've had a full three days already and still not caught!

[Vash. That's not something to be overly proud of.]

That means you will have way more time.

Exactly! And they can't arrest what they can't find! BUW HA HA HA!

...I'm gonna have to rescue you again, aren't I?

No! Because I didn't do anything!

On purpose.

On. Purpose.

Exactly! You can't arrest someone if they didn't break the law on purpose right?

I...

Actually, I'm pretty sure they can.

What? Really? But that's not fair! [Says the man who has been arrested WITHOUT actually doing anything wrong. Just wrong place and wrong time.] I wouldn't have-- I-I mean I'm sure NO ONE would have broken the law on purpose if they knew better! Or well... most people would.

...

You either live in the happiest place in the universe, or you really don't understand people at all.

[Vash only chuckles with a grin on his face. As if Sokka hadn't just pointed out a huge character flaw.] Hahaha. Maybe I don't.

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