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[goldenglasses]

[Today is the day Vash hates the most out of the year. The anniversary of the “Big Fall”. The day the ships crashed into the planet Gunsmoke. The day Rem died. He heads out early and quietly, his usual smile gone, he can’t even muster enough energy to put up the mask of a smile he usually wears.

Most of the day he’ll be sitting quietly around the

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action--Good Spirits

[lists_to_port]

[Jack slides into a seat at the bar beside his friend and orders a bottle of rum. It's going to be a long night.]

Evenin', Vash-lad.

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Oi--here--best slow down with that, lad. Not sure breaking into the pie shop would be best tonight--there aren't that many bears in Luceti, eh?

[goldenglasses]

Don't worry, I don't plan on going crazy with it tonight.

[lists_to_port]

Vash-lad---we can't go on like this. Now I'm getting sad, and I am very rarely sad, my boy.

[goldenglasses]

I'm sorry. I'm not very good company tonight I guess.

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We're in a pub, mate---in Luceti---everyone here like as not has a sad story.

[goldenglasses]

I know. [It's the main reason he's not making as big of a scene in here. He just wanted a drink or two.]

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I heard a sad story the other day, as a matter of fact.

[goldenglasses]

...I'm not really sure I'm in the mood to hear a sad story right now Jack.

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Erm...happy! Happy story! About...uh...

....

Squirrel?

[goldenglasses]

[Sighs] Alright, tell your story.

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[Difficult, as there IS no story. But--]

Ah, yes...squirrel. In the beginning, he were a very sad little mite, skipping through the forest, eh? No--no, not skipping, uh--trudging. Little tail dragging down behind in the most melancholic way. Little head drooping against his little fluffy chest.

[goldenglasses]

The poor thing. [He'd feel worst for the squirrel, if he wasn't pretty sure it wasn't real.]

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[Seeing that Vash isn't instantly cheered by this, Jack begins to speak more quickly.]

He were in love, you see, but he'd no gift for his sweetheart, a lovely lady squirrel who lived in the tree next door. So there he goes, through the forest, and suddenly he stumbles upon something extraordinary!

[goldenglasses]

Oh, what was it? [He'll take acorn for 200 Alex.]

[lists_to_port]

Lovely patch of flowers what someone planted deep in the forest, in a garden, like! "Oh! Flowers!" Sad squirrel skipped and hopped with joy, lad! And he scampered over on his little paws and set to work biting each and every flower in two with his sharp little squirrel teeth, so's to make a lovely bouquet for the beautiful lady squirrel what he wanted to fall in love with him so badly.