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

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[It's taken Vash a lot of talking to get himself to make this post. He was embarrassed and shy which was making it very difficult. Still, it was something he had been thinking about for months now so he really needs to do it. No point to keep putting it off.]

So, ah, I know there are some doctors on board. People skilled with magic too. Is anyone good with getting rid of old scars. Like really bag, old scars? The kind make up won't cover up?

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[Vash will also be working his bartender job at The Space Bar later on. Standing behind the bar with a big smile on his face.] What can I get you? [Come tell the bartender all your problems!]

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Hey! I didn't ea-- I mean Remy didn't eat them all! [But he did eat a fair number of them. COURAGE COOKIES!]

Am I? Did I?

No. Of course not. [She says confidently despite the apparent diminished cookie population Remy had nothing to do with!

More cautiously.] Do you feel like it was wrong?

Yes. Remy was very wrong to eat those cookies without asking you first.

Vash.

[Really? Really? Waiting.]

[He lets out a small sigh.] No, I didn't do anything wrong.

I guess you just got me thinking and curious. There was nothing to be done back home, but we're in space now. Probably won't hurt too much to ask around.

Also... I'm sorry about the cookies. There are a few left.

[Hey, it worked.]

How are you feeling about it? Not the cookies. [She's over the cookies.]

I think I'm feeling okay. I'm not sure if it will actually work, but at least I can say I tried?

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Are you okay that I'm looking at getting rid of them?

Yeah... Yeah, of course I am. It's your body. I want you to be healthy and happy in it. Whatever you want.

You're beautiful either way, Vash. [She's gotten push back for calling men beautiful before, but "handsome" feels sort of old fashioned to her and hot isn't really what she's going for here even if it applies sometimes.]

Yeah, but I could look a lot better. You can't tell me a bit of metal is comfortable to snuggle up against.

[He's right about that, but she's not confirming it. She's also pretty used to it. Not just from Vash, but from, you know, that one metal ex who killed her.]

I do worry about the medical implications of having metal like that attached to you. I mean, it doesn't look infected or anything, but long-term it could lead to heavy metal poisoning if it isn't the right kind of metal and I don't know if your world really had the technology to figure that kind of thing out.

I think it's made from left over space ship scrap metal. It's designed for space so it's probably fine.

It's designed for space so it's probably fine? [She laughs.] Vash, what does that have to do with organic life? [Your science is broken.]

I have no idea, but I'm hoping it's fine.

[That gives her pause.] I hope it's fine too. I'm not rooting for heavy metal poisoning.

I've had a doctor I trust back home look at it. He's not concerned so I don't want you to be either.

But I've barely even begun to worry about you. Why would you take that away from me? [Teasing. She doesn't really feel relieved by even the best most trusted doctor in his world unless maybe it was someone from the first generation of humanity that got there who still knew how to fly across the galaxy before it was more about survival.]

I could be more reckless and give you something to actually worry about if that's what you'd prefer.

Oh, I have no doubt you will given enough time.

So there you go. Don't worry about the scars. Worry about the fire I just started!

We don't tease about fires on my ship, Vash.

Yes sir, ma'am, sir! No more teasing about fires!

Good.

.......You didn't really start one right?

I didn't start a fire. Promise! [He crosses his arm in front of his heart.] I'm from a desert, remember? We've very fire safe in the desert.

Thank you.

Did I just thank you for not setting the ship on fire? My bar has gotten way too low.

You're very welcome! And funnily enough that's not the first time someone's said that to me.

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