http://donutfreak.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] donutfreak.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-02-03 07:39 pm

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?

[identity profile] theycallmejayne.livejournal.com 2007-02-04 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
Hearing the other man's nosy questions was a little annoying. He didn't even know him, and he was asking questions about the amount of firepower he needed? Hmph. His mama clearly hadn't taught him any matters.

"What's it to you, 陌生人?" He asked, glaring a little at the spike-headed man. He hadn't yet gotten a reason to start suspecting any of the people in the city of why he was here, but then again... You never knew.

The woman finally came back with all he asked for. He offered her two sizable twigs and a leaf. She insisted on more, though. He figured it would come down to this. Scowling he emptied his pockets on the table. She ended up taking his very, very shiny ID card (why would he need it here?) and his shiny charge card (it didn't have anything left on it anyway). He rolled his eyes and started pocketing his newly acquired ammunition.

Throwing the AK-47's strap around his shoulder, he shoved one of the Single Action Armies in his holster and the other he put somewhere inside of his coat. He had bought quite a bit of ammo, so it was a bit of a fit, but he didn't mind.

"Going to meet the 笨医生 little sister. Need all the ammo I can get." It was partially a joke.

If she was unarmed at least.