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[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Space Bar
When: Right now

[Vash stands in The Space Bar as it takes a moment for him to talk himself into making an announcement. Perhaps it was because part of him had hoped that Nami would be coming back.]

Hey. [There's a pause. He's heard these types of posts so many times. More than any other person in the fleet except for one, but he still didn't know how to start them.] So, Nami has been sent home. [Or at least he hoped so. Vash still had his doubts about that, but it still sounded nicer.] I guess I just wanted to let everyone know the bar is still open for business.

And, I suppose we should have a staff meeting. Figure out who's going to run the place. [Because he's not management material.] And maybe think about hiring someone else full time?

Comments

[sassy_assassin]

Absolutely. Whatever you guys need. It beats the hell out of staring at a wall.

[goldenglasses]

Ah, the age old watching paint dry method of entertainment. What do you mean that's not enough thrill for your life?

[sassy_assassin]

[ she shrugs ]

What can I say? I like to have a bit more spice.

[goldenglasses]

Well, I'm talking to a guy named Mantis about trying to start a contest about eating super hot food. That your kind of spice?

[sassy_assassin]

Not exactly what I was thinking of. I'm more of a spiced whiskey kind of girl.

[goldenglasses]

That's a much better spice if you asked me! I have to admit, I never realized how nice it was to drink after coming in out of the snow until I came to the fleet.

[sassy_assassin]

No drinks where you're from, or no snow?

[goldenglasses]

[He laughs as he tries to picture his home world without any booze.] No! Lots of alcohol, but no snow!

[sassy_assassin]

That sounds very preferable if you ask me. The other way around might be actual hell.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, it would especially feel that way in a desert!