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Dumpster World Mingle

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Always possible one will sneak in
Action: TRASH PLANET! aka The Baruut System
When: October 2018

[When life gives you garbage, make projects of varying scopes and sizes! Site see in the lovely trash-covered vistas. Make a racing pod thing or go gambling. And remember the first rule of arena fighting is... not the face? Actually, I'm not sure if there are rules, but you can talk about it. It's pretty public anyway.

Enjoy your landfill of a system!]

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You do know I don't actually drink, right? Like, aside from a drink or two every now and then?

Nope. I didn't. Good for you, drinking is probably a habit I really should give up. [He's not teasing and honestly means that.] Well then. What about the restaurants? Some new foods to try to make this trip a bit more fun?

Good for me nothin', it's only 'cuz I have shit tolerance for it. I didn't get the good drinking genes. [mutter grumble how do you take nice words graciously] I dunno, I'm not big into food like that. Maybe, I guess, depends on what kinda food they've got. I can't eat a lot of weird shit.

That's even better! Means you have to spend a whole lot less to have a whole lot more fun! [Vash gives out terrible life advice. Do not listen.]

So you don't like drink, you don't like food, you're getting in fights. Yeah, I can see why you don't like this place.

Have you considered taking up a hobby? Tinkering or something?

How is that even better, dude? That makes no sense. [he's calling you out on your shit advice Vash, geez.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, and it's one of those sighs where he sounds more exasperated than anything, like he's had this exact conversation before]

I already tinker with shit when I've got the patience for it. I got a fake arm, kinda have to.

You can get drunk faster without spending as much money! What's not to get?

[Vash gives his left arm a flex before patting it with his other hand.] Me too, but that kind of tinkering is work. Not fun.

Yeah, but I still get the whole damn hangover and I'm pretty sure I get it worse 'cuz my shit's artificial. It ain't as fun as it sounds.

[he eyes Vash's arm before he rolls his eyes with a huff] I tinker with other shit too. But I don't got the dexterity in either hand to do the real delicate stuff, so I'm kind of shit out of luck if I wanna get real into it.

And just FYI, I've had this conversation a million times before. I don't really do hobbies. Other people have already tried. Some with force.

So don't do hobbies. You're just a grumpy guy. Got it.

Have you thought of... I dunno. Playing a trombone or something?

[oh my god Vash. He sighs, like he's in pain. Because he is. This pains him]

I read? [...] I watched nature documentaries at home. Does that fuckin' count?

That counts for something. What did you read? I found a surprising amount of people on the fleet like cheesy romance novels.

[But not him. Never him. Okay, so maybe he actually really likes them.]

[his nose wrinkles] Gross. No, nothing like that. Lot of non-fiction, uh - I was big into military history for a long time, would've gone to school for it if my life didn't derail. Now I just read whatever looks interesting - I'm not really picky, as long as it isn't romance shit.

Well, what about checking out the military history of this planet? Could that be interesting to you? With all the arenas around here there has got to be some military history to this place.

Probably.

What good is that gonna do? Ain't like we're gonna ever come back here, dude.

I studied that shit for a purpose, not just - for shits and giggles. [his nose wrinkles a little bit again] Became a hobby when I got older.

Isn't that the point of a hobby? To do something for shits and giggles?

I guess? But I like there to be some purpose to my hobbies, too. Studying the military of a place I'm never gonna see again? No point, unless someone's got proof we're gonna come across this place again.

What if we ran into some of their military on other planets? I mean, we occasionally see the same spices of alien in different systems.

Yeah, but like - that don't mean they're the same military. Could be a rebel offshoot, could be part of that planet's military, could be something entirely different. There's only so much I can learn in a library, dude, and I'm not about to waltz up to a base and ask for information. And some guy walking around asking for info is suspicious as fuck, too.

Alright, alright. Don't study up on military history.

Do you ever get tired of being a grumpy guy?

Look, I'm just telling you it'd be a hassle to try.

[a snort] I'm always tired.

Maybe if you took a nap you wouldn't be so tired. It would be better for my health. Less guys thrown at my face that way.

Ain't that kind of tired, man.

[he rolls his eyes] Maybe don't walk so closely to two guys in the middle of starting a fight, then? Idiot.

I was standing around I didn't walk into it.

Don't stand around? Either or, whatever.

Maybe I won't! [Vash turns in a huff.] Just maybe don't get in any more fights for today because I won't be around to break your fall when you get beat again!

What, are you gonna mind your own damn business? 'Cuz good, that's what I've been wanting from the beginning - I don't need your lanky ass around to break my damn falls!

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