[It's been a tough week, but Vash and Wolfwood had managed through it... semi-well. Quite frankly, it's fantastic to be free of the costumes and the 'holiday spirit'. Besides, Wolfwood has to show at least 10 percent of his chest in order to feel everything's right in the world. Overall, a wonderful morning of complete uneventfullness. Beautiful!
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You're crazy if you think you can trick me with something so stupid!
[Cuts off that fork of yours and the poor sausage falls back onto the plate between their locked utensils.]
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You're not winning this one, spikey-!!
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Considering you are both specialized gunmen and have felt the tremor that comes with a heightened sense of danger, you may eventually notice that the dining area feels a lot more... ominous.
... Or, you could be so engrossed in that battle, impending doom escapes your notice. Whichever the case may be--
You're actually safe for now. 8Db No chefs are prowling around here! CONTINUE at your own peril]
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...But the food, it beckons him to the point of complete obliviousness. He proceeds to block Vash's arm with one and stabs with the other hand toward the savory food.]
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So as Wolfwood blocks him with one arm he throws his glass of water in the priest's face and steals that fork with the last sausage on it right out of his hand.]
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[See this knife? It's being stabbed downward, pinning your sleeve and the hand that's holding said fork in the process.
...Also. Picking up glass of water and splashing at your face.]
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CUT IT OUT, YOU TWO!
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Oh, hey, Meryl! How are you doing, today?
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