Vash "Cash Money" the Stampede (
bountyfull) wrote in
ellipsanet2023-03-12 07:31 pm
[Video] Shenanigans
[The video cuts on with a somewhat sheepish-looking blonde guy waving, the appendage eerily metallic. It looks like he's filming from a bedroom, but all that can be seen is a desk behind him and a closed door.]
Sooo, uh. I noticed there are a lot of people looking to fight lately. [A lot? Two? Who knows. It's a lot!!!]
What else have people been doing since they got here? You know, other than fighting each other. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to make suggestions.
[he says this with a bit of a laugh, hopeful.Vash inhales a breath like he's about to say something else but there's a hitch in his breath as he does so and instead of continuing with his thought he just... lets out a horrible sneeze that might seem more at home on some old grandpa than the 20 something looking guy it just came out of.
...And somehow, there's just a little hint of a rumble. Maybe something in the background sways a little, but Vash immediately winces, eyes wide as he stands like a deer that just had a spotlight put on it. ...He's really gotta get a handle on this magic shit.
From offscreen, there is a yelp, a clatter that sounds like a pot hitting the floor, then an explosive curse. A moment later, the door to Vash's room bursts open — likely from a strong kick — and there is a sharp,]
Hey, dumbass—
[The yelp that the door slamming open elicits out of Vash is nigh comical, almost as comical as his full body scramble (not unlike some kind of prey animal or lizard rushing along) to the phone to cut the video out with a distressed little wave.]
Sooo, uh. I noticed there are a lot of people looking to fight lately. [A lot? Two? Who knows. It's a lot!!!]
What else have people been doing since they got here? You know, other than fighting each other. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to make suggestions.
[he says this with a bit of a laugh, hopeful.Vash inhales a breath like he's about to say something else but there's a hitch in his breath as he does so and instead of continuing with his thought he just... lets out a horrible sneeze that might seem more at home on some old grandpa than the 20 something looking guy it just came out of.
...And somehow, there's just a little hint of a rumble. Maybe something in the background sways a little, but Vash immediately winces, eyes wide as he stands like a deer that just had a spotlight put on it. ...He's really gotta get a handle on this magic shit.
From offscreen, there is a yelp, a clatter that sounds like a pot hitting the floor, then an explosive curse. A moment later, the door to Vash's room bursts open — likely from a strong kick — and there is a sharp,]
Hey, dumbass—
[The yelp that the door slamming open elicits out of Vash is nigh comical, almost as comical as his full body scramble (not unlike some kind of prey animal or lizard rushing along) to the phone to cut the video out with a distressed little wave.]

liar
Something so basic should already be known. You pick up the strangest people.
:(
You should meet the guy Meryl hit with the car.
don't give me that
You think you're funny, huh?
( and for all that wolfwood could sound really annoyed and angry, he doesn't. he's exasperated, sure. but. there's a hint of something else. a secret something else. )
i give u what i want
Do not fart on him.]
Maybe.
[Maybe he's a little smug. He might be on the floor, but he's snug in his coat, his expression mirthful. He tilts his head a little as best as he can in this prone position, fingers dragging up to rest at the back of wolfwood's knees. Just a casual touch is all.]
Are you still mad?
I'm leaving
wolfwood grumbles and tips his head back to look at the ceiling for a moment. yeah, he's still kinda mad; he was almost done cooking! he's hungry! they ( he, really ) can eat more reliably now instead of wandering hungry and thirsty! that's a whole waste of money!! and now dinner is ruined.
for a moment he looks at vash, an unreadable expression on his face. then he just frowns. )
Yeah. ( he rocks up to his feet, unintentionally grinding against vash for a moment — so deal with that ya stinky bitch — but then offers his hand to help him up. ) You're going to clean up the kitchen.
Baby come back
What. The hell.
He stays there for a minute, locked frozen in place before he slides back like some kind of horrible inchworm, his booted feet pushing him away from wolfwood.
A normal reaction.]
no
wolfwood stares at him, looks at his own hand, looks at vash again, and then just sighs. whatever, man. he's not gonna get his panties in a wad because vash — for some reason — doesn't want to take his hand all of a sudden. it's slightly offensive, but whatever.
whatever!!! )
You're not getting out of cleaning. ( he heads toward the door, glancing at it to make sure he didn't actually break it ) Whenever you get your shit together, get out here.