Vash certainly does not have a plan. He's sort of making it up as he goes. "Go check out his room." Three men rush inside the hotel, but there's still a pretty big group gathered.
"Aw, come on guys. Can't we talk about this? Or at least, can they be careful not to break anything? This hotel will charge me if anything is broken and I'm not sure I can afford to replace anything!" Vash whines in an annoying voice. Apparently not at all aware of the very serious trouble he was in.
Azwel's sharper hearing might be able to pick up the murmer in the crowd. This couldn't be the legendary Vash the Stampede. Mankind's first humanoid natural disaster. The humanoid typhoon worth sixty billion double dollars dead or alive. The man so deadly and dangerous that he's destroyed one city and put a giant hole in one of the five moons. Surely this pathetic man who had been so easy to catch couldn't be him. In fact a couple of the mob wander off. No longer interested as it was clear to them this wasn't going to get them a big pay check.
"Nothin' up here. Must have cleared out already." One of the thugs call out from the window.
Angerily the leader grabs Vash's chin in the vice grip. "You bastard! You think you can mock me again?"
Vash winces at the rough treatment, but continues to smile. "Me? Mock? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I tried to tell you he was gone."
The man begins to grin wickidly. "Fine then. If the cat is gone I'll take it out on your ass instead. We can take turns." Now Vash's eyes grow dark and turn cold. A couple more people leave. They were here for a bounty. Not this but the two men hanging onto Vash stay. "Let's find us somewhere quiet." The ringleader signals the group to follow him, but when they try to push Vash forward he doesn't budge.
"We're done here." Vash says quietly. "I don't care if you hit me, but that's far enough. I suggest if you don't like pain that you leave now and stop chasing after me and him." Vash's voice is so chilling that a few do start to back away, but he's also very clearly outnumbered still.
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CW: Threats of noncon. Not that Vash is going to allow anything to happen
Date: 2019-07-29 02:14 pm (UTC)"Aw, come on guys. Can't we talk about this? Or at least, can they be careful not to break anything? This hotel will charge me if anything is broken and I'm not sure I can afford to replace anything!" Vash whines in an annoying voice. Apparently not at all aware of the very serious trouble he was in.
Azwel's sharper hearing might be able to pick up the murmer in the crowd. This couldn't be the legendary Vash the Stampede. Mankind's first humanoid natural disaster. The humanoid typhoon worth sixty billion double dollars dead or alive. The man so deadly and dangerous that he's destroyed one city and put a giant hole in one of the five moons. Surely this pathetic man who had been so easy to catch couldn't be him. In fact a couple of the mob wander off. No longer interested as it was clear to them this wasn't going to get them a big pay check.
"Nothin' up here. Must have cleared out already." One of the thugs call out from the window.
Angerily the leader grabs Vash's chin in the vice grip. "You bastard! You think you can mock me again?"
Vash winces at the rough treatment, but continues to smile. "Me? Mock? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I tried to tell you he was gone."
The man begins to grin wickidly. "Fine then. If the cat is gone I'll take it out on your ass instead. We can take turns." Now Vash's eyes grow dark and turn cold. A couple more people leave. They were here for a bounty. Not this but the two men hanging onto Vash stay. "Let's find us somewhere quiet." The ringleader signals the group to follow him, but when they try to push Vash forward he doesn't budge.
"We're done here." Vash says quietly. "I don't care if you hit me, but that's far enough. I suggest if you don't like pain that you leave now and stop chasing after me and him." Vash's voice is so chilling that a few do start to back away, but he's also very clearly outnumbered still.
What will Azwel do?