The First Doughnut:: Dawn of someone else's new day

[mayflychaser]

[1:313 Miller Street, in front of his house, morning]

[Slowly, softly, light poured into the master bedroom.  Vash's eyes opened.  He did not otherwise move.  The events prior had drained most of his spirit for much anything.]

Augusta.  I destroyed the entire city, didn't I?...

...didn't I?

[Vash bolted up right suddenly.  He was on a bed, in a room,

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[drunkenburst]

[Zegram blinked his good eye as Vash's cheerful voice caught his attention. Seriously? Seriously? This guy was looking for a bakery and not a bar?]

Are you kidding?

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[mayflychaser]

[Well maybe if Zegram suggested it, he might not be opposed!]

Of course I'm not kidding! Man needs to eat, does he not?!

[drunkenburst]

[The pirate snorted.]

Just seems kinda specific. 'fraid I can't help ya, pal. I've only hit the bar since I got here. Won't be surprised if you need to do the same before long. This place is a nuthouse.

[mayflychaser]

[Vash grins, pondering]

A bar you say? Well I wouldn't be opposed to that at all good sir.

You're new as well? I seem to have "woke up" this morning.

[drunkenburst]

[Zegram jerked a thumb over his shoulder.] Yeah, Olney's Tavern. That way. Was told to be wary, though, some of the stuff they serve is only fit for drones. An' maybe be careful of milk when you get those doughnuts of yours. Apparently the milk in this town is poisoned, or somethin'.

Yeah, I'm new. Woke up here a few days back. Seems I'm gonna be stuck here awhile, like everyone else.

[mayflychaser]

Well I could probably use a drinking part....P-p-poisoned?! Is the milkman sleeping on the job?!

[drunkenburst]

Pretty sure he's just a creep, pal.

[mayflychaser]

[And 'lo, cue the dramatics.]

That's terrible! A sin of god! My milk and doughnuts noon routine is ruined!

The only thing that can be done with this sorrow is to drown it!

[Pausing to think, Vash put his hand to his chin, and turned.]

Unless the alcohol is also poisoned...you haven't been feeling cold lately, have you?

[drunkenburst]

[Seriously? This guy was a bigger spaz than Jupis. Zegram just shook his head, an eyebrow arched in disbelief.]

Nah. Been fine after each of my trips to Olney's. Told that not all the barkeeps are trustworthy, but Dias and Haken won't steer you wrong, far as I can tell.

[mayflychaser]

[You have no idea.]

Really? Thanks for the tip off. So...what were you up to currently?

[drunkenburst]

[Zegram smirked. This guy really was new, assuming there was anything of interest to be done in this hellhole of a town. Not that Zegram was a veteran citizen of Mayfield himself, but the handful of days he'd been here were enough to make it clear he wanted nothing more than to get out.]

Heading to drink away a mind-numbing day on the job.

[mayflychaser]

[Completely new. And where he came from wasn't much better.]

Oh? Guess I know where to find you if I want to run into you again.

[drunkenburst]

[Zegram smirked.]

Either there or off rebuildin' the same damn buildings every damn day. Construction in this town is a nightmare.

[mayflychaser]

Construction? I...heard something weird. Like buildings would restore themselves if they were destroyed.

[drunkenburst]

Don't know about that yet. But every time we make progress, it's reset the next day. The building we're workin' on is never gonna get finished at this rate. Least nobody's crackin' down on us for not working fast enough.

[mayflychaser]

What? Well I guess the man isn't there to keep you down at least!