[ scandalous. what is wolfwood supposed to do with those broad shoulders and tiny waist on full display? ]
Says the guy with the bounty on his head. [ he scoffs, setting his offerings on the table before taking a seat, lighting up a cigarette. ] What do you know about the law?
[ He sweeps his own shot like he needs it to live and then keeps prattling on. ]
Not bullshit! It makes total sense, you know. No judgement three shots in for anyone, not reminding a blackout drunk what embarrassing things they did the night before, and holding your buddy's hair back when they have to hurl. All drinking laws.
[ What do you mean 'barrelling', that's just one... okay, now two shots so far! Vash is either speedrunning to drink-oblivion or he has way better tolerance than he seems. ]
What kind of drunk are you? You strike me like a dancing one... maybe with an ugly tie around your head.
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im coming in
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[ Now he's just a little shit. ]
fine ok I'm decent
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You say that now. I'll hold my judgement until you're three shots in.
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There's no judgement three shots in for anyone, that's the law.
[ Oh, a whole bottle. The best kind of room service. ]
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Says the guy with the bounty on his head. [ he scoffs, setting his offerings on the table before taking a seat, lighting up a cigarette. ] What do you know about the law?
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That's one of the unspoken ones!
[ He's gonna pour them both a shot because he's been sober with thoughts and that's just not practical right now. ]
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Is it, now? [ he taps his glass against vash's before knocking the shot back in one go. ] Sounds like bullshit to me.
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Not bullshit! It makes total sense, you know. No judgement three shots in for anyone, not reminding a blackout drunk what embarrassing things they did the night before, and holding your buddy's hair back when they have to hurl. All drinking laws.
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Uh-huh. Lemme guess, you're the blackout one.
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[ What do you mean 'barrelling', that's just one... okay, now two shots so far! Vash is either speedrunning to drink-oblivion or he has way better tolerance than he seems. ]
What kind of drunk are you? You strike me like a dancing one... maybe with an ugly tie around your head.
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Why don't you stick around and find out.
[ also because he's never let himself get that drunk before, but vash doesn't need to know that. ]
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[ Oh my, what a lot of different promises and intentions in just a few words. ]
Cheers!
[ Third shot! ]