notabluesbro | 26th Confession [Voice/Action]

[It's been a fairly normal time in the Trigun apartmenthold. They were planning on moving soon thanks to Vash scouting out a new abode from Sanji, and then they had a new lady in the group, to boot. That meant until the move, Vash was probably on a spare matress in his room. Siiigh. So much for keeping a room to himself, he pines as he opens his closet door; how is he and Milly supposed to—

NYEOW.

Oh. A familiar noise. Wolfwood looks down at the floor of his closet, stares... stares... and then...

quietly shuts the door.]

Holy shit.

[Voice]

Say. Just wondering, how many kittens should a cat have? Because I think we overstepped the normal count. Yeah, needlenoggin: when I said we needed her spaded? This is a pretty good reason why.

[Is that the sound of kittens in the background? Perhaps.]

Damn, and I really liked that jacket, too.

[Don't mind him, household, he's just got his torso half-in the closet like a goober, monitoring the situation for these youngins. ~~Not that he cares, or anything~~. They don't even have their eyes open yet, but at least they're all in good shape... :|a]

((ooc: replies in the morn'. Err. Later morn'. 8|))

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Huuuh, is that so? [Geez, stop grinning like you're oblivious, it'll make him harder to poke fun at you. :C] She planning to take up anywhere here for work? Since you help out around the flower shop, and all.

Hm. Not really sure. [After having a job like helping to save the human race, most jobs around Luceti don't exactly fit someone so courageous. At least in Vash's mind.]

Careful, or she'll get bored to tears, and then she'd have to resort to telling me about how dorky you were as a kid.

Why would you think I was dorky!?

Because I got the wonderful honor of meeting you when you were little and dorky.

I wasn't that dorky!

[Sure, I believe you. See this believing face?]

Yeah! Like you were any better!

No. I was a lot better.

HA!

Oh, you know it's true. Don't deny it. You were just a little nerd.

I was not!

[/elbow]

Stop sounding like a little kid, Vash. Face the truth.

I'm not sounding like a little kid! You are!

No, no, you definitely are.

[I can do this all day, Vash. B)]

You're the one all huffy-puffy, don't look at me.

I'm not all huffy and puffy. [IGNORING YOU TO PET THE CAT.]

Yes you are. Just look at how long you've been arguing that you're not a dork who's huffy and puffy.

[Nyeow.]

Well, you won't stop teasing me. Like a bully. Some priest you are, bullying someone.

I can't help that there are such easy targets around for it.

That makes it even worse! Shouldn't you be helping the lowly and meek or something like that?!

Who says preachers have to be charity cases all the time? How about you can help the lowly and meek in my place; that way I have more time to sleep in.

Because that's not my job! You're the priest!

Hey, hey, why do preachers have to deal with the brunt of this charity business? I thought all people should help the meek and needy? You're just piling all the work on us weary workers of the Lord.

Because it's your job! And I do help out a lot if you don't remember!

What, you help out by flailing around and annoying me?

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