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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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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.

W-what!? No it's not! [he puts a hand up to his cheek as if he could check by touch.]

[Tim just laughs, it's fun to be the one doing the teasing sometimes.]

You're just going redder! Awww! This is adorable.

[Tim grabs back his communicator and aims it at Vash] So do you always go this red when you think of Miss Pryde?

I don't know. [Vash in an attempt to take some control over this situation back is suddenly drinking from a mug of hot coffee. It may even look familiar to Tim.] Do you usually never sleep? [That's right! He stole your coffee. When did he do that?]

Tim looks shocked as the communicator is dropped back onto the bar and his eyes flicker between where his coffee was and where it is.

T-That's mine! and I've certainly stayed up longer.

[He reaches forward to make a grab for the coffee]

[Vash leans back just enough to stay out of reach.] Wasn't your whole point of coming here to ask me to remove a game so you can sleep? That seems like you haven't had enough yet.

Yeah! but I was too tired to function then. Coffee helps with thinking. Thinking Robin says give me coffee.

[He crawls up onto the bar to lean closer.]

Uh-huh. You know what also would help Robin? A nap.

I'm not a child. I don't need a nap.

[He hops down on the other side of the bar and grabs the left over donuts]

I'll trade you. Coffee for donuts.

Hey! I'm an adult and I lovenaps! Who doesn't-- HEY! Give those back!

Look, you put the donuts on the bar and I'll put the coffee and we'll switch. Okay?

[Vash gets a squinty look, does he trust this hostage exchange. Not really but he's going to do it anyway. He'll place the box down on the bar, hand over the top and wait for Vash]

Are you sure you're an adult then? Maybe it's you that needs a nap. You seem pretty cranky.

[Vash also puts his 'hostage' on the bar and slowly moves his hand. He's the fastest man on his planet. He's pretty sure he can out "quick draw" Robin if he must. Although he has come across one problem.]

Huh. I can't really slide this. It will spill everywhere. Um, we now switch sides instead?

[Tim sees the problem and hops over the other side of the bar again, keeping his hand on the box of donuts.]

Okay, on Three. One. Two. Three- [He slides the box in the opposite direction of Vash down the bar before making a rush for his coffee]

GO! GO! GO! [Vash moves away from the coffee and makes a go for his donuts. He didn't plan on trickery. This time.] Steal or pretend to steal my donuts a third time and I may have to ban you from coming back in here. [Much like the fifty credits, it's an empty threat.]

[Tim slams down the remaining only slightly warm coffee. Can't steal what isn't there to steal]

Third time? That was the first time and you stole my coffee! It was justified. I had to get leverage.

I'm talking about that time you told me my donuts were stolen even though they weren't! Trying to steal a man's donus! It's cruel and unusual punishment! That's what it is!