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Who: Vash and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Twin Roses/The Space Bar/Iskaulit
When: Afternoon on Dec 27th

[Vash has been hard at work since he saw Crowley had left the fleet. They weren't the closest of friends, acquaintance might have been a better word, but it had still hurt to realize he was the last of the original group brought on at the start of "cycle twelve".

Instead of being sad, Vash wanted to be productive so he started coding and figuring out how to post a new game to the network. One he thinks Crowely may have been proud of. It's sound effects are loud and it has a lot of flashing lights. He at least gives it his best shot.]

Hey everyone! There's a new game on the network! It's called Demon's Poggle. [It's Peggle, but with a Drift Fleet twist. The playable characters are the different symbols of the ships in the fleet and instead of a little ball bouncing around it's a tiny Iskaulit.] I hope some people get some fun out of it. See if you can beat the high score!

[He turns the feed off after his announcement, but the darn thing goes ahead and turns itself right back on again which is why it will pick up the last part that he mutters out loud to himself.] Four years... didn't think I'd be the last. Hope you made it home to that car and angel of yours, Crowley.

[Vash can also be found working his bartender duties at The Space Bar or even just sitting around people watching on the Iskaulit. Otherwise he's almost always on the Twin Roses especially in the kitchen using his new donut maker should anyone wish to see him in person.]

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[Tim will walk into The Space Bar a few nights later, or to be more precise he's going to walk straight into the door before pushing it open slowly and wobbling his way over to the bar. He almost falls off the bar stool the first try but manages it a second later.]

Can I- no- May I? May I talk to Vash? I'm told he works here?

[Vash stares at this strangely dressed guy who walks into his bar. Literally.] Ah, yeah. That's me. [...] Are you alright? Because usually people leave drunk, they don't arrive that way.

[There's a long second of starring from the white lenses. His head slowly sagging downwards before jumping up as his brain finishes processing]

Not. drunk. Too young. I need you- I need you to take it off.

[He pulls his communicator out and holds it out.]

I delete it and it- it just keeps coming back. Your fault.

Huh!? [Vash takes Tim's device and turns it over in his hands a few times.] I swear I haven't touched your device before. I don't even know you.

[Tim bangs his head onto the bar and there is a long whine and groan of pain]

But you dddiiiidddd! Stupid game! I haven't slept in- in- since you put it there.

Ehhhhhh!? The game?! You can just turn the communicator off you know! Wait, I put that up days ago. ARE YOU TELLING ME YOU HAVEN'T SLEPT IN DAYS!?

[Tim's head jumps up from the bar, jerking up in surprising and completely falling off the bar stool to the floor. There's another groan from out of view]

Oowwwww...

[Vash leans over the bar to stare down at the guy on his floor.] You okay down there?

[He's sitting up and leaning back against the bar]

I've been worse? I think a little more awake now. Do you serve coffee?

I'm not sure that's a good idea. [OH! He's always wanted to say this!] I think you've had enough. [Does it make sense in context? No, not really. Does he care? Not at all!]

[He gets glared at] I'll tell you when I've had enough. [No it doesn't make sense but he's at the point that he doesn't know that]

It was a good name- game, it was a good name for the game, cause it's a demon game.

You know, I picked that name because demons can be deceptively nice and fun, right? [How the hell was Tim suppose to know that?] No one is forcing to play it except yourself. So maybe the demon here is you?

The key word is deceptive!

[He sighs.] Maybe? [ He gets up and wobbles back onto the bar stool.]

Did Sara put my name behind the bar? She joked she would.

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Over coffee? Uhhhhh... yeah! Sure she did! [Not that he's noticed and he's going to get caught in this lie pretty quick if he has to guess this guy's name.]

[He gets a long squinty glare] You're a terrible liar.

You have terrible self control.

[Long drawn out pause]

... Fair.

May I have a mug of hot water and a small spoon, please.

I don't know. Are you hiding some instant coffee in your pockets somewhere? [He says this even while look around for a mug to put some hot water in. Most glasses around here are for beer, but he's sure he'll find something that works.]

No. [He has an excellent poker face but it's still obviously a lie]

[He gets one knee up onto the bar to look over it, 'helping' to look as well as scoping out what's back here.]

Uh-huh. [It looks like your standard bar with an "old west" type feel to it. Plenty of bottle of various drinks and colors. There's a place for some ice and a couple kegs. The most out of place looking item is probably the box of mostly devoured donuts that is settled among the bottles.

Vash ends up disappearing out the back for a few minutes, but eventually returns with a mug of hot water.] Here you are. Hot water and a spoon. That will be free, unless you put some sort of coffee in it. Then the price jumps to fifty credits.

[By the time Vash comes back from the back. Tim is back behind the bar looking tired but innocent; which instantly turns into a glare at the price.]

It's a good thing that I'm not going to do that then.

Someone came in and stole your donuts though.

WHAT! You little thief! YOU BETTER NOT HAVE TOUCHED MY DONUTS! [Vash quickly goes to check on his babies.]

[The doughnuts are there, completely untouched. However, when Vash turns back Tim is blowing at the distinctly more coffee looking drink before taking a happy sip.]

Made you look.

[When Vash comes back up he has a donut in his mouth for safe keeping. Which means he'll be talking with his mouth full.] And that will be fifty credits. [Vash will not be enforcing this payment.]

Don't know what you're talking about. This is just hot water. [Straight faced, bold arse lie. He takes another sip.]

Mmmnn water.

Also, it's not polite to talk with your mouth full.