[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[The feed starts as Vash's journal thumps to the ground, the journal looks up at the gunman resting in a hammock. Although he's a bit too lanky for it so his arms and legs dangle off the sides as he snoozes. There's the sounds of tiny mewing as little kittens try to claw their way up and down his arms and legs. There's another snoozing quiet

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[room for some more action?]

[gunsnpudding]

[Congrats boys, you've woken Milly up, and she looks absolutely exhausted as she comes padding along with enormous bags under her eyes.]

Mmm? What's happening?

[ALWAYS!]

[goldenglasses]

Remember that guy who fell through our roof? He came falling out of the sky again. [No big deal.]

[ |D ]

[gunsnpudding]

[Yawns.]

Maybe we should put up a safety net so that you and Mr. Livio don't hurt each other anymore when it happens next time.

[goldenglasses]

...Milly, you don't really expect me to go walking around with a net over my head everywhere, do you?

[gunsnpudding]

[Yawns again and wobbles.]

Maybe we should just get you a crash helmet.

[goldenglasses]

Sorry, that would ruin my good looks.