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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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[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.

It's not polite to lie. [This time intentionally spitting a few donut crumbs as he talks.] Why do you want to stay up anyway? Shouldn't you be going home and sleeping?

Ew. [Tim holds his cup away from spitting distance.]

I've already wasted so much time with that game, I shouldn't be wasting more time with sleep.

That's really not healthy thinking. You know that, right?

[He shrugs] What are you talking about? More expresso, less depresso.

Totally healthy.

[Now he's just messing with Vash but lack of sleep is hardly the least healthy decision he's made in his life.]

Pretty sure they say lack of sleep leads to depression. You some kind of criminal that needs to stay up all night or something? Because if you are can you let me know if you're going to rob me? Because I'm not sure I feel like getting robbed tonight. [He sounds more bored than concerned.]

[That's twice someone on the fleet has asked him if he's a criminal. Does he really look it?]

I'm not a criminal, I'm a crime fighter. We tend to keep the same hours though.

You don't seem overly concerned though, everyone on this ship seems to be some secret badarse so I'm guessing you could kick my arse.

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No, not really. I'm nothing special. More if you're planning on robbing the place let me know so I can tell the boss. That way I can stay home and he can throw exploding objects at you.

[Tim does not look eager to try that.] Who exactly is your boss again?

And has someone honestly try to rob anyone, anywhere on this fleet? I mean we're a pretty insular community. It's not like a person has far to run right?

His name is Remy. A member of the X-Men and my cremate. And as far as I'm aware? No, no one has, but then again if they were a really good thief then they could be for all I know!

The Xmen? Like Kitty Pryde is apart of? I have met her.

And I assure you I'm not a thief but if you do notice things going missing let me know? I can try and find out who.

You've talked to Kitty? She's my Co- ah, my Captain! [He'll get use to that eventually.] I'm First mate on the Twin Roses. [And her boyfriend? Are they on those terms yet. Eh, he's happy with: it's complicated still.] But yeah, I think they're from different universes or something, but same X-Men principles.

[Wow, he just lights up when he mentions Kitty. Crush?]

Much like Sara Lance and I. A lot of the same people and universe but apparently neither of us exists in the other's world.

So you've been here Four years? How long has that been with Miss Pryde?

Wow, that's really weird. [So many people and all different universes? Strange.]

Oh? Hahaha! [He laughs feeling slightly embarrassed.] Kitty's been here for awhile now, but us together I suppose is relatively a new thing.

[Ah not a crush. New love instead. He smirks] Oh really? Well, you certainly look smitten.

Your face is red.