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paixaorpg2007-02-03 07:39 pm
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Entry tags:
Soft and Sharp [Complete]
Character(s): Vash, Jayne Cobb, others?
Content: Vash stops by the weapons shop and finds that it's surprisingly cute.
Setting: Folios Weaponry
Time: Early afternoon?
Warnings: Jayne needs his mouth washed out with soap. D: There is a high possibility of talk about violence as well.
Vash had spent his first few days in Paixao just exploring the place. He found a few restaurants he had made a note of to return to, and more than a few sights that had left him in awe. He still couldn't claim that he appreciated being here, but in the meantime it wasn't that bad. Yet, he hadn't been able to forget what Sir Sword had said about the monsters that attacked the city. Vash hadn't yet seen anything that even looked dangerous, but it was better to be safe than sorry. So, when he had seen that there was a weapons shop on the map, he immediately left the Central Station in search of it.
It hadn't been hard to find at all, though he was rather surprised after he walked in. The store had plenty of things on display, from knives to guns to stranger weapons that he couldn't put a name to, like one that was a ball covered with spikes on a stick. In contrast to the deadly weapons, however, was an entire set of shelves full of plushies, including ones that looked like animals and little people with smiling stitched faces. One of the teddy bears set on the floor was about as tall as Vash was, and that was no easy feat.
His attention thoroughly distracted by the strange plushies, he wandered closer to the shelves, staring at one in particular shaped like a squashed pink teardrop with a face. What the heck was that supposed to be?
Content: Vash stops by the weapons shop and finds that it's surprisingly cute.
Setting: Folios Weaponry
Time: Early afternoon?
Warnings: Jayne needs his mouth washed out with soap. D: There is a high possibility of talk about violence as well.
Vash had spent his first few days in Paixao just exploring the place. He found a few restaurants he had made a note of to return to, and more than a few sights that had left him in awe. He still couldn't claim that he appreciated being here, but in the meantime it wasn't that bad. Yet, he hadn't been able to forget what Sir Sword had said about the monsters that attacked the city. Vash hadn't yet seen anything that even looked dangerous, but it was better to be safe than sorry. So, when he had seen that there was a weapons shop on the map, he immediately left the Central Station in search of it.
It hadn't been hard to find at all, though he was rather surprised after he walked in. The store had plenty of things on display, from knives to guns to stranger weapons that he couldn't put a name to, like one that was a ball covered with spikes on a stick. In contrast to the deadly weapons, however, was an entire set of shelves full of plushies, including ones that looked like animals and little people with smiling stitched faces. One of the teddy bears set on the floor was about as tall as Vash was, and that was no easy feat.
His attention thoroughly distracted by the strange plushies, he wandered closer to the shelves, staring at one in particular shaped like a squashed pink teardrop with a face. What the heck was that supposed to be?
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His earlier assumption that the man wasn't from around here was proven even more so when he finally took notice of the fact that half of his hair was pitch black. So this guy dyed his hair too? 富人...
The man walked over to the guns, and Jayne was inclined to follow. It was what he was here for, after all. Looking at the selection, he frowned. Not a one of them were as good as his Vera. He was going to throttle whoever brought him here without his girl.
He also eyed the handguns with some thought. River had asked him to get her a gun, but he wasn't seriously considering giving her one. He'd buy an extra handgun, but giving it to the psycho girl wasn't an option. She was crazy enough with a knife. If she had had a gun that one time, he wouldn't be alive right now.
Maybe if they split up he'd let her have it. With any luck, she'd find Simon and accidentally shoot him.
There was nothing on display that really caught his eye, though. There wasn't even anything semi-automatic. It was a big disappointment, really. How was a man supposed to shoot another man all civil like with crap like this?
...Wait was that an AK-47? Those things were old! How did a place like this have such an antique?
"Not much selection." He grumbled, looking around for a shop-keep. The stupid guns were in a case. Who did that kind of thing?
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"They seem to have a fair amount," he commented off-handedly. Thinking that they likely had the ammo stashed behind the counter or something, Vash turned and walked across the room to the counter in question. There were a few more of the plushies sitting here, but most importantly, a bell. He rang it a few times in quick succession, and was gratified to see someone emerge from a back room of the shop. "Hey. Could I get some .45 calibur bullets?" he asked of the shopkeeper, somewhat mildly.