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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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She was a real terror sometimes. He almost hoped Simon would show up so he wasn't stuck with babysitting duties anymore.
He looked at the other man, who clearly looked surprised by his words. Clearly he had no idea what Jayne was talking about. "Didn't come in here to buy weapons just to deal with her. Bought em' on general purpose. Lost my Vera, so I have to make up for her. And not just one of these 廉价 guns is going to make up for her. Even this isn't enough to equal her."
But then, in Jayne's mind, no weapon was really going to equal Vera.
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He was easily settling into the conversation now. Vera? That had to be the name of a weapon, from the way the other man was talking. "That must've really been some gun if even a machine gun won't be making up for it," he pointed out, with a curious glance at the gun in question hanging from the man's shoulder. Where Vash was from, a machine gun really was one of the better options, and even that didn't give the sort of accuracy you could get out of a six-shooter.