8th Confession [Voice/Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Morning ritual: sit up groggily, smoke a cigarette, kick stupid cat back out of bed after the umpteenth time. Fortunately, he'd managed to not want to pop Vash's head off his shoulders today, so he takes this as a good sign. And after he manages to regain his thoughts and get some breakfast in him, he cracks open his journal to see what's what.]

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Comments

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[He heard that "Neyro" mister. Even over the sound of his cooking eggs. So he's shouting from the kitchen.]

Don't kick the cat!

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

It kicked me first!

[A lie, but he thought the usual 'it was clawing my leg off' and the 'it was in my bed' excuses weren't as fresh anymore. Give him a minute to stumble out of his room, dressed minus the black jacket. He even has a holster hanging off his shoulder. |Db

Oh, and lest we forget-the lovely curling smell of smoke.]

Ugh, it's early. I should just fling myself back into bed.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

No it wasn't.

[Vash hasn't bothered to get dressed yet. He's already done his morning warm up and really, he probably shouldn't eat those eggs off the floor with a cat running around, but it would be such a waste otherwise! His hair is still a mess and he's dressed in just a pair of sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt. He'll be standing in front of the stove, poking at that egg like it will make it cook faster.]

There's some coffee over there you big baby. [Poke. Poke. Cook faster damn it. It's so cloooooose. Oh! But at least the toast just popped!]

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, the toast you say? Because it's long gone by the time you can even look over to see it's completion. My apologies, Vash, it's been napped by a hungry priest.

And he speaks through the pieces of toast in his mouth-]

I think we all agreed you're the big baby here.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Wolfwood! That was my toast!

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Nomming on toast while you nag him. Oh, right, replying.]

Mmf anmur, suree.

[Translation: sucks to be you Not anymore, sorry.

And after a minute, teasingly-]

Those eggs for me~?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Is that an eye twitch? You bet it is.] No. They're my eggs. Eggs that were suppose to go on that toast.

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Chin rub goes here.]

Ahh, then I might as well put them over that toast, right? You'll just have to kindly offer your friend those-

[Dramatic serious voice is a-go:]

It's the right thing to do.

[Action] 1/2

[goldenglasses]

[Putting more bread into the toaster now.] Just... make your own breakfast instead of stealing mine.

[Action] 2/2

[goldenglasses]

[Then adds in as much of a dark and threatening tone as Vash can muster.] And you're not getting my eggs friend.

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[UNAFFECTED!!]

Geez, what's with the tone? You should loosen up, remember how nice today is! The birds are chirping, the sun is out-love and peace, right~?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, love and peace - and breakfast. So stay away from mine. [He turns his back to put the bread in the toaster, will you make a break for his eggs?

Of course... Vash isn't that much of a fool. The moment you move towards those eggs there may be a spatula flying at you with deadly aim.]

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Geez, what a meaniehead... no, he won't take your eggs. But on the way out he picks up an apple and then casually unplugs the toaster like a priest-ninja. |D

Doo doo doop, time to start the day~]

[Action] Am I going to end ALL our threads with this icon? XD

[goldenglasses]

[Vash will try to push the bread down a few times. Why won't this thing work? It was just working a few seconds ag-] WOLFWOOD! [ARUGH! You're not even here for him to yell at! Grumble, grumble... plugging it back in and getting his breakfast finished cooking at last.]