paixaorpg | Small Miracles [Open]

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Small Miracles [Open]

Character(s): Vash, Jayne Cobb, anyone else?
Content: There is stunned standing in the rain. And eventually, a donut shop.
Setting: A donut shop between Folio's and Paradiso Hospital
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: Does Jayne kiss his momma with that mouth?

They had left the weapons shop just an hour before, headed to whever they were to meet this crazy girl that Jayne had spoke of. The atmosphere between them had been pretty amiable so far, thanks to the earlier bonding over guns. It was the first thing that had really felt normal for Vash in this strange place. If it weren't for the unfamiliar language that he spoke, he wouldn't have been surprised to hear that Jayne came from Gunsmoke. It didn't make any difference either way. A friend was a friend; he just couldn't help but appreciate that the man acted in a way somewhat familiar to him.

It was as they were walking that something caught Vash's eye. Across the street from them was a sign for - could it be? An actual donut shop? To say that it cheered him up was an understatement; Vash was suddenly elated. It felt like he hadn't had a donut in forever, and now there was a whole bakery full of them! Maybe this city wasn't so bad after all. Jayne had walked ahead while Vash stopped and stared, and the outlaw didn't even bother to call the man over, instead hurrying over to the donut shop as if drawn to it.

He was halfway across the street when the first drops of water hit the cobblestones. Vash stopped abruptly when water hit his coat, took a look around and then stared up at the sky. There were dark clouds up there, and he had no idea how that could happen in a dome of all places, but he had little time to think it over as that was when the rain really started coming down.

The torrent of water plastered his hair back in short order, and even began to soak through his coat, but Vash didn't move an inch. "It's raining...?" Even after that statement, he just stood there, grinning up at what passed for a sky.

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Jayne was quite a ways down the road before he realized he had lost track of his new pal. He stopped, looked to his side, and then turned around, wondering exactly when Vash had decided to skip out on him. He spotted him back a ways, and heading towards a shop of some kind. What the hell. The man wanted to do window shopping right now? They were kind of in a hurry. River being left on her own was foolish, even if Jayne was really not in a rush to see her.

He was more worried Mal would show up and harass him for not tending to the brat.

Grumbling something particularly nasty in Mandarin, he headed back down the street to figure out what exactly had caught the other man's attention. He was a good 20 or so feet away when he felt something wet come down on him. He blinked, before he looked up at the sky, just in time to have the downpour splash down against him.

He spluttered, eyes squinting a little, and a hand coming up to shade them from the sudden, massive amount of water coming down from the sky. "What the hell is this..." He asked wonderingly, not entirely sure what was going on. Water falling from the sky? Did that really happen?

His clothes were already soaked through, his shirt and jacket hanging on him wetly, and his khaki's drenched. Jayne stared up at the sky wonderingly, forgetting all about whatever it was that was going on. "..... 我靠!" He had to exclaim, truly stunned by the event.

This was amazing. There hadn't been rain at all in the deserts of Gunsmoke; the closet thing to it Vash had ever encountered was a shower. It vastly paled in comparison to this. Even though it was inside a dome and not out in the open air, it still seemed to Vash like the very sky had opened up and poured out life. The water was cool against his face, and though it stung slightly he felt very little discomfort from it otherwise, thanks to all the layers he was wearing.

Despite his awe and the sound of the pounding rain echoing in his ears, he heard that strange comment and looked over in Jayne's direction. Vash was grinning still, an expression that was likely to not be fading anytime soon. It was just as nice to see the other man's reaction as it was to be standing out here, experiencing it.

"It's raining!" he called out with a laugh. "It's really raining!"

Raining? Jayne thought wonderingly, trying to figure out what that meant. Rain. The word sounded familiar, but as a name for a girl or to describe rulers or something crazy like that. He wasn't entirely sure what it meant in this context. Raining. He just didn't know what to make of it. Seeing those rivers when he had first entered had been surprising enough, this was just crazy.

He finally managed to pull his eyes away from the sky to look at Vash, who looked absolutely delighted by this change of events. He was even too shocked by the rain to really notice how the previously spiky-hair had now gone and plastered itself to Vash's head. Jayne's own expression was one of pure shock and confusion.

"The hell is rain? Why's all this water comin' from the sky?" The other man at least seemed to know what's going on.

As hard as the rain was falling, they were having to nearly shout to hear each other. Vash walked over to him, absently wiping some of the water off his face, though it was quickly replaced thanks to the downpour. He couldn't mind it all that much, considering it was actually water.

"It's supposed to make plants grow!" It was a lucky thing Vash even knew what rain was at all; part of what Rem taught him had been on weather. He knew he'd never pictured it being quite like this. No, it was much better than what he had imagined. Vash dearly hoped that it succeeded. It had been such a disappointment to see that the parks here were fake, to find that every leaf and blade of grass had been made by human hands rather than nature itself.

Now that he was closer, he couldn't help but notice how soaked Jayne was. Vash wasn't uncomfortable yet, but there was no way the other man wasn't. That, and the donut shop was so close by... for a moment, he was torn. But then he reached out to put a hand on the back of his shoulder, urging him in the direction of the bakery, "Come on, let's go inside!"

Supposed to make plants grow? That didn't make any sense. There wasn't any rain on most of the planets he'd been on, but there were plants sometimes. Water just didn't fall from the sky like this. It was weird. Maybe there had been rain on Old Earth, but he'd never seen it before.

The other man said something about going inside, but Jayne was reluctant to do so. He wondered if it would still be "raining" when they came out of the store. Jayne hopes it was. It was cold stuff, and it was getting everything wet, but he had decided the weird sensation was one he liked.

"Yeah all right!" He yelled in reply, following Vash into the little bakery. Once inside he barely took notice of the fact he was now creating a giant puddle, instead his eyes were pulled over to the display cases filled with baked goods. He recognized a few of them vaguely, but the majority remained a mystery to him.

Kicking some water off his shoes, he looked at the goods with some curiosity. "What the hell are those things?" We wondered aloud, gesturing at the case of donuts. Certainly didn't have anything like that on Serenity.

Vash hummed with pleasure once they got into the donut shop, just the smell of the baking pastries making it easy for him to not regret coming indoors. It was a little warmer in here, and there were donuts, so what more could you ask for?

He was beyond surprised when Jayne asked that question. Vash turned to stare at him, amazed, "...Are you talking about the donuts? You've never seen a donut before??" How was that even possible? He knew there were plenty of strange people in this city, but this really took the cake. There was nothing to do but to remedy this, right away. "I'll get you one! You've got to try it, they're really good!"

After that, Vash marched up to the counter with newfound purpose. The lady standing behind it was eyeing the two of them disapprovingly, no doubt for dripping all over her floor. "I want one of everything you've got!" Vash told her, cheerfully. His expression got a little less cheerful at her near-glare, and laughed somewhat nervously, "We got caught out there in the rain, so... could we have some towels, too? If you've got any?"

The shopkeep clicked her tounge, "Lucky you're a paying customer," before disappearing into the back of the bakery, returning a minute later with a few white towels.

"Dough... nuts?" He repeated, looking at the spiky haired man with great confusion. That.. didn't sound very tasty. It sounded kind of gross, actually.

The towels were a nice thought that Jayne never would have come up with. He took one of them and started toweling his short hair. It didn't take long for that to dry out, so he set out on drying up any exposed skin after that.

"So these dough-nuts." He stated, watching the lady take one of each kind of the weird things to put them into a box. "What're they made of?" He didn't know what could make such weird looking and varied snacks as the ones behind the glass, but he was decidedly curious. They smelled good, anyway.

What I'll do for a muffin.... Thought Danny somewhat patheticly as he trudged down the streets. The heat was damn right unbereable at the moment and he was about ready to just drop.

But no, he couldn't do that. Not until he got what he'd set out of the nice air conditioned hotel room for in the first place. he wanted those muffins.

And he was gonna have muffins

Even if it killed the rest of him.

Suddenly, as if his prayer had been answered, Danny felt a rain drop hit his scalp. He looked up and saw that the clouds from ealier had returned.

No, rather, he'd walked back into them. they must have moved on and Danny just caught up with them on the other side of town. Yeah, that sounded logical. As if anything could really sound logical in this freaking madhouse of a town.

As the downpour intensified, Danny took off running to the nearest shop. It looked like a bakery! Oh! Muffins!!

Shaking himself off he slicked back his hair some, and started to look around. He noticed that he was the only one in there save for two other men.

Vash looped the towel he was given around his neck, to catch the worst of the water from his hair, not really caring about the water still clinging to his coat. It was going to take a lot more than one little towel to get all of his clothing dry.

He watched Jayne for a moment, noting the boy that had walked in behind him, though most of his attention was on Jayne himself. Vash blinked, then seemed to snap out of the temporary distraction, shaking his head with disbelief. "It's a sweet bread that's fried and covered with a glaze, or sugar, or frosting, or sprinkles... some even have jelly inside!" He was all too happy to teach Jayne about the wonders of donuts. It was such a crime to not know.

Once the shopkeep finished boxing them up, Vash gave her another winning smile with an incline of his head to the boy that had walked in, "I think we're going to need another of those towels!" This time, his request earned him a scowl.

Wiping off more of his wet skin, he wondered if he should take off his jacket. The way the woman was glaring at them, though, it didn't seem like him throwing his wet clothes on the ground would be acceptable.

He took it off and threw it on the ground anyway, the AK-47 going with it. It was getting annoying, dripping all over the place. He'd pick it back up later. Fuck the lady. She wasn't the one soaked to the bone.

Hearing Vash ramble on about donuts, he was a little amused. This guy sounded a little too excited about something like this. "These things better taste good, the way yer goin' on about em."

The boy who had just walked in looked just as soaked as they did, really. He looked familiar, too, but Jayne wrote that off as a bit of craziness. The only kid he knew was River.

Danny looked up as the taller of the two men acknowledged his presence in the shop. Was he getting him a towel?

Wow that was nice of him.

"Thanks," Danny walked up to the counter area where the other two stood. After the disgruntled looking lady handed Danny his towel, he glanced at them both. The tall one had a rather loud red coat on, but Danny thought this was cool and wondered where he could get one. He looked at the shorter one and tilted his head. He looked vaguely familiar and he racked his brain on why.

He was talking about donuts. Looking around, he saw this was a donut shop soley and dropped his shoulders.

No Muffins here. Oh well, at least it wasn't so hot anymore.

"Are you kidding me?? Of course they taste good!" Why, in Vash's opinion, you'd have to have no tastebuds left at all to not like donuts. And that would be a huge tragedy.

He had turned to the boy with a smile, and was about to say something to him when he was interrupted by the shopkeeper clearing her throat. "You need to pay," she said, not at all disguising the outright glare she was giving Jayne. Vash winced, and dug a hand into an inner pocket on his coat, pulling out one of the boxes of bullets he had purchased just earlier that day. "Will this do?" he asked, dumping a handful of them on the table. He wasn't all that surprised when the shopkeep scooped up the whole lot of them with a curt nod.

Replacing the box of bullets, he then grabbed the donut box, flipping it open and beaming a smile at seeing all the pastries in there. The first one Vash grabbed was devoured in about ten seconds. The second one, a plain glazed, he held out to Jayne with a grin. "Here, try it!"

Jayne was plenty tall, thank you.

While the kid was bugging him somewhere in the back of his mind, he was more than distracted by the weird pastry delight Vash was positively gushing about. Considering the fact the object in question was a sticky, rounded object with a hole in the middle, he had figured he knew exactly why the other man liked them so much.

Apparently someone needed to get laid, Jayne thought with a mental snicker.

He was suitably impressed when Vash almost inhaled one of the donuts, for more reason than one of course, and had to stare at him. People could eat like that?

Then he was holding out a tan-ish looking donut, all glossy with something sticky looking, and he eyed it with mistrust. Vash had just eaten one, though, so they had to be all right, right? Taking it, he took a bite out of the small pastry and chewed. Swallowed.

"....WO DE MA YA ZHE GE DE WEI DAO ZHEN XIANG!" He exclaimed, taking another bite of the donut. Man, why didn't they have things like this back home?

Danny saw that the taller one was about to speak to him but was suddenly interrupted by...donuts??

Wow. This guy had a donut addiction that rivaled Danny's muffin love, seriously.

And that was saying something.

He found it a little amusing when the shorter one scarfed down the donut almost as fast as the taller one. His eyes widened when he started to carry on in another language.

What?

"....You've seriously never had a donut before?" Danny asked in disbelief. What sort of third world country had HE come from???

The way Jayne exclaimed like that, and the look on his face, that was worth having to give one of his donuts away. As precious as they are. "Isn't it horrible?" Vash asked the boy, a frown creeping across his face. Of course, he was talking about it the way one would talk about a massacre. "I'm really glad I came in here now! I don't know how anyone could go without it."

Vash wandered over to one of the small tables close by, his coat flopping around heavily thanks to the weight of the water it was still dripping. He sat down with a faint squelch that he ignored, digging in the box for a second donut, one with frosting. And a third, another glazed. Considering how fast he was eating them, it was impossible to do it without making a mess, though Vash was at least uncannily good at dropping as few crumbs as possible. Probably because he was taking so few bites.

He couldn't really give a care about being messy, anyway. It wasn't like there were ladies present. It might've been mean of him, but in his mind the shopkeeper didn't count.

Finishing the donut quickly, now he could understand how Vash had gulped the sugary snack down. Licking the sticky glaze off of his fingers, it seemed silly to let it go to waste, he gave a glare to the kid and Vash when he finished, hand dropping to his side.

"Didn't have donuts where I'm from." He replied, annoyed sounding. "Wasn't some rich person to spend all sorts of money on treats. Too expensive."

Not that he had ever seen a donut to know if they were expensive, but he figured they were. He suddenly had the stupidest mental image of Simon enjoying donuts on a daily basis, and for some reason this made him hate the lousy doctor even more.

Stupid rich bastard. Probably knew all about donuts.

"Besides, I probably have done or had plenty of things you two haven't." He didn't really know it for a fact, but he was sure it had to be true.

Wow, maybe he really WAS from some thrid world country or something. Taken back a little when the shorter one glared at him and the taller one, he crossed his arms.

Donuts weren't expensive. He was begining to think this guy was a cave man.

When the shorter one made his next statement, Danny cocked an eyebrow.

"Really? Like what?." This wasn't a sarcastic question, but more curious than anything.

He was starting to look familair.

Oh where, oh WHERE did he recall that attitude from? It was on the tip of his tongue.

Donuts, an expensive treat? If that were the case, Vash never would have been able to afford them, either. So, he had a doubtful look on his face at hearing Jayne's statement, though he didn't say anything. There wasn't much to say about it, and besides, he had donuts to eat! Vash had already scarfed down another two just while they were talking. At this rate, it wouldn't be very long at all before he'd eaten the whole box.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Vash looked between Jayne and Danny, raising his eyebrows. If he wanted to be that way over how they'd just been talking, then fine, but now he wanted to hear this. Resting his arms on the table in front of him (right around his box of donuts), Vash said in a somewhat mild tone, "Go on, name one." He really hadn't asked about where Jayne was from outright, but hearing they didn't have donuts there made him morbidly curious. It had to be a pretty horrible place, to not have them.

They were ganging up on him.

This was ridiculous.

Scowling, he shoved his hands in his pockets, fingers fiddling with the knitted hat that was stowed away inside. Thankfully it hadn't gotten soaked in the rain, otherwise he'd of been upset. His mama certainly wasn't around to knit him a new one.

"Well we... got..." He tried to think of things his world had that this place didn't. Something finally clicked. "Space travel! We've got space travel. I live on a ship, her name's Serenity." That was pretty impressive, right? This world didn't seem to have that going for it.

He didn't really think it was impressive but, who knew?

...did he just hear that right?

He just said space travel right? Right!?!?

If Danny had been drinking something, it would have went all over the Tall one, and probably the short one too. Instead he settled for his jow hitting the floor.

"Space Travel!? Are you being serious???" He nearly shouted.

But then he stopped. His mouth closed and he gave Jayne a very suspicious look. "Your messing with us, aren't you?"

... He lived on a ship? Really? That almost explained how the man never had donuts before. If anything, all this was making Vash more curious about Jayne. The way the kid was reacting, that was pretty strange, too. He sure seemed excited about it!

Vash looked to the boy with a smile, sounding faintly confused, "Why wouldn't he be serious?" Sure, he didn't know Jayne very well, but he saw no reason for him to lie to a kid. Not to mention that Vash was familiar enough with space travel himself that he didn't think it such a strange thing at all.

He turned to Jayne then, not even looking at the donuts as he snagged another one out of the box, "What sort of a ship was it?" Vash was wondering if they were anything like the ships back at home - and if they were powered by Plants, too.

"Why the hell would I lie about somethin' stupid like that?" Really, what a retarded thing to make up. Kid looked awful excited though over something as basic as space travel. Vash didn't, though. Maybe he had it too. Figures.

"She's a Firefly class. Transport. Cargo and such. Hunk of scrap metal." Kaylee wasn't around to give him hell for it, so he was free to state the facts. "Dunno all the specs or anything, not a mechanic."

Okay....so...

Tall guy knew it too?

And short guy was naming off space ship terms from off the top of his head.

He was telling the truth?

AND THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT IT LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!?!?

Holy crap!

"You guys are ASTRONAUTS!!??" Danny exclaimed excitedly. Suddenly Danny recognized the short guy as the guy that talked to him over the journals. Did he ever give his name? He couldn't remember. The only thing that Danny could think of right now was that he was talking to an ASTRONAUT.

Vash paused in the middle of swallowing down the first half of his latest donut, swallowing it down and giving Danny a slightly sheepish smile. "Haha, I wouldn't call myself an astronaut! I don't know about him, though," he added, giving Jayne a sideways look now. It was hard to keep from looking too amused, but Vash was managing.

He couldn't say he'd ever heard of a ship like that, either, but then experience didn't necessarily mean having that sort of knowledge. But for a transport ship, it had to be somewhere with a fairly good collection of inhabited planets, right? Vash was watching Jayne a little more intently now, considering what had been said.

Did that kid use the term astronaut? Wait was this the same kid he had talked to on the journals? "You're that kid on the network. The one ramblin' on about that country and whatever." He accused. Talkin' about places he'd never heard of.

"Anyway, astronaut is some backbirth saying, nobody says shit like that anymore. Likely not since old Earth." He'd never heard anyone say that since that crazy old man on his birth planet. He was surprised he remembered the term at all. "I ain't no astronaut. Not in space to explore it."

Ohhh THAT'S why he was so familiar. He was that guy who didn't know what Europe was.

"Yeah," He said nodding, "France."

He narrowed his eyes a little when he said that "Astronuat" was a backbirth term. There was NOTHING backbirth about NASA. Texas maybe but not NASA.

Suddenly he remembered the whole time rule that he'd discovered when he met up with Valerie earlier. She was from a year in the future. That didn't rule out the idea that this guy could be from HUNDREDS of year in the future.

Holy. Crap. This was the coolest thing in the world. Solor system. Whatever.

"Raelly? Then why are you in space, then?"

Vash was watching the both of them now with mild amusement. He was fairly glad that the kid seemed to be addressing most of his questions to Jayne; but then, the other man didn't seem to think it was a big deal at all. All the better. It gave Vash the opportunity to mostly be listening in without looking too suspicious. He hadn't forgotten about his donuts, no, but right now this was a little more interesting.

Resting his chin on his hand, he regarded them with an almost teasing smile as he echoed the question. "Yeah, Jayne, why are you in space?" Vash was almost certain that the answer wouldn't be a boring one.

All these questions were beginning to get on his nerves. "Personal reasons." He stated, tone trying to make it clear he wasn't about to start elaborating on the topic. What he did was illegal, and you didn't go off telling people you barely knew about your illegal activities.

Even if you were in a completely different world with no sign of home in sight.

He picked up his jacket off the ground and started wringing it out, ignoring the horrible glares he received from the lady behind the counter as water splashed on the floor. Normally he'd be saving that water, but this place sure didn't seem to have a lack of the stuff.

"And you're awful quiet and awful nosy, dao cao fa." He scowled at Vash. "How's it you know so much about space travel? You do it yourself?"

Danny didn't really care that Jayne was looking a little unamused. He was talking to real astronua---well, maybe not that. They were space travelers nonetheless.

That was still freaking cool.

He turned his attention to the taller one and then tilted his head. His name was "Jane"? Well, he guessed he'd heard worse. He was suddenly glad his name was fairly manlish.

He looked intently at Vash and waited for a response.

Hearing that made Vash drop the topic real quick. He wasn't interested in pressing him about questions he didn't want to answer - though it looked like he'd gotten the other man a little annoyed anyway. Oops. "Sure I have," Vash said with another smile, his tone indicating that it was common, and didn't everyone do it? That wasn't the case on his home planet, but he was trying to go along with the flow here.

Ah... the boy was staring at him now, too. Vash rubbed the back of his neck with his non-sticky hand, deciding that a little elaboration wouldn't hurt. "I was born on a ship, but that was years ago. I haven't been back up there since."

Jayne wanted to frown at the other man but he didn't. Jayne might not have been the sharpest pencil, but he could tell when people were holding out on him. Usually it involved money, but information was often money in it's own right.

So Vash had stuck on a rock instead of taking to space. That wasn't totally uncommon, some people spent their whole lives on one rock and never saw even the nearest satellite.

And then Jayne decided he really didn't care, anyway. It wasn't like he was ever going to see Vash's home world.

Looking out the window, he watched the rain for a moment before a new question came to mind. "So how long's this 'rain' stuff supposed to last anyway?"

Wow. So cool. People. FROM SPACE.

Maybe he could go home with one of them and live an exciting life of the final frontier!

Yeah right. Shut up Danny.

Danny looked at 'Jane' when he asked his question. Danny crossed his arms and responded. "Well where I'm staying the rains already passed and we're getting this insane heat wave." He then stuck his hands in his jean pockets casually. "I'm guessing the rains just about to go."

Vash had almost finished gobbling down his latest donut when he heard that, giving the two of them a slightly wide-eyed look before he swallowed his mouthful. "Really? That's all of it?" He sounded awfully disappointed. This was the first time he'd seen rain, ever, and it wasn't even going to last that long? Not fun at all.

He devoured another donut even as he cast a somewhat mournful look out the window. Vash was almost tempted to go back outside, just to stand in the rain again.... but then his donuts would get wet. He didn't trust leaving them here, even with friendly people, which made it about the only thing he was so reluctant to trust anyone with.

Looking back to the kid, he tilted his head a little, "You know, I don't think I caught your name! I'm Vash."

So the rain was going to be over soon. Jayne couldn't decide if he was happy about that or not. On one hand, he'd likely get sick of the rain if it kept up like this for any longer. On the other, rain was still a very novel idea in his mind.

While Vash was introducing himself, Jayne pulled out his journal device and clicked the check on the brat's status. Seeing her newest fresh batch of crazy on the network he frowned. Checking the replies though, he almost grinned.

Simon was here, and as much as he hated the other man, this meant River wasn't his problem anymore. He made a quick reply and kept the little journal out while he waited for a reply from the outlaws.

Today was shaping up to be a great day, really.

Danny was wearing a very casual smile now. It was earlier that of a trekky fanboy at the San Diego ComicCon, but now he'd calmed down enough and with this casual smile of his he gave Vash the weather report.

This casual smile dropped when Vash's face suddenly got...wierd. He was that upset about the rain?

Well...maybe they didn't get a lot of rain, them being Astro--space travelers and all.

Danny's eyebrows went up when Vash asked his name. "Oh! Sorry, name's Danny. Nice to meet you."

Vash smiled and nodded at Danny, the lull in the conversation meaning that he was distracted by his donuts faster this time. Not having to talk meant getting to eat faster, which was fine by him. He took a moment to devour another three of them, his gaze drifting back to the window as he did. Now that he was getting used to the sound of the rain hitting the roof, it was becoming more soothing, a sort of white noise that made it easy for him to relax.

He eventually looked back to the others, saying with another, faintly amused smile, "Are you guys going to sit down or what?" Really, they were both still standing around like they were about to walk out the door. Vash sure wasn't intending on leaving that soon, though of course he couldn't speak for the rest of them.

The little journal thing made a silly chirping sound and Jayne looked at the screen. He didn't bother introducing himself, really not giving a shit if the kid knew his name or not, and instead looked at the latest reply. She was still being all kinds of crazy.

Frowning, he thought over his options. Not showing up would just get her yelling more at him and spewing more crazy all over the network. If he went now and got her to shut up, at least then he could ditch the siblings later on and not have to deal with it.

So it looked like he needed to get a move on. M4. He checked the map quickly and judged he was maybe an hour or so from her. Fine. He shoved the journal in his pocket and shook his head no to Vash. "Nah. I gotta get going. Crazy girl is yelling even more now." This gave him an excuse to go back out in the 'rain', too. Hah.

Since Vash seemed very occupied with the donuts, Jayne didn't bother to try and drag him with. He'd probably see him again eventually anyway. Or maybe he wouldn't. It really didn't matter. "Zai jian, da mao tou." He said absently before heading back out into the downpour, and off to see the crazy River.

Danny was about to sit down when he saw the shorter astro--spacer get up and suddenly go on in that foriegn language again.

What was that, anyways? Chinese? It sounded like it, or something....asainy.

"Crazy girl?" He asked looking at Vash as he saw short one leave the shop. He this time, took a seat at a near by table.

Vash offered a wave at Jayne's retreating back, already busy with sticking another donut in his mouth. He didn't mind being left behind, considering he had something else to do right now. Even if that something else was just eating.

He paused to look in Danny's direction, smiling with a slight tilt of his head. "Oh, yeah, I'm guessing it's someone he knows. He said something about having to go meet her somewhere." Vash said it with a dismissive wave of his hand. That was really all he knew about it.

Danny nodded to Vash's explanation. He knew what that was like. He was lucky enough to have found someone here that he knew as well.

He looked back up at Vash and said, "I noticed that the people here tend to get one or two that they know, why is that?"

He thought back and suddenly wondered if that question made any sense, it did in his head before he'd said it anyways. This whole town still had him baffled. It was as if something was yanking people out of thier deminsions and just placing them here without any hint or clue as to why.

Vash frowned, and opened his mouth to say something, but then hesitated as he apparently changed his mind. "I noticed all those posts on the message board about finding people... you might have a point there." It made Vash wonder if there was anyone else from Gunsmoke here. He could always make a post like that himself... but what if he found an enemy instead of a friend? It wasn't a good idea to go around shouting that he was here, in that case. Even if no one here knew who he really was, announcing his presence on that sort of scale made him uneasy.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't seen anyone from my planet here yet," he said after a moment with a smile and a shrug. "I'm not even sure if that's a good thing or not." This Paixao city was richer and more comfortable than Gunsmoke, sure, but the way things worked here were kind of strange. A nice place for a visit, but not to stay. Now there was a good question. "...Hey, do you know if people ever leave this place?"

The conversation had become more serious than light-hearted, Danny noticed. He folded his hands over eachother and slightly tapped at the table as Vash spoke.

He felt kinda bad that Vash didn't really care to find anyone from his world. He was lucky to have Valerie, but if Vash had the sort of enemies that Danny had, he couldn't say that he really blamed him.

"I don't know. I haven't been on the internet much, but what I did see wasn't anything about people leaving." Danny scratched his head and continued, "I've only been here for about three days."

"I haven't been here very long myself," Vash admitted with a small smile. "Nearly a week now. I'm still trying to get a good look at all the things in the city!" It wasn't easy to do, considering how huge the city was. Sightseeing was a pleasant distraction, though, just enough to keep him occupied.

Now that he thought about it, Vash had promised to take a message to someone in this section of town. It'd been a favor done on a whim, but that didn't mean he wouldn't do it - he just needed to get it done now, before he forgot again. The donuts should survive the rain, as long as he was quick about it...

He spoke as he stood from his seat, "I'm sorry, but I have to get going! I'm supposed to be somewhere. I'll see you again later, Danny, okay?" He didn't seem to be in an awful big hurry as he gave the boy a grin and a wave, then ambled to the door.

"Oh, well, I'm glad I'm not the only one then." Danny said. There was a great influx of citizns, as he'd observed on the journals. He wasn't the only one, he knew, but he felt like giving Vash a answer.

He looked up as Vash stood and made his way to the door. The man had towered over him like a large statue and Danny felt himself wondering if he ever had an issue getting in doors. He'd seen some of the basketball players back home, the seniors, and they'd have to duck in the door just to get into class.

When on of them accidently smacked their forehead into the frame, Danny made a silent prayer that he would never get that tall.

Danny waved to his knew friend and nodded and decided he should probably get back too. When he got ut the door, the rain was down to a light drizzle and he suddenly remembered that he STILL hadn't got any donuts.

Sigh.

((ooc: Haha, we can probably go ahead and close this up, if you want Ashley :D))

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