Potatoes?

[plantussy]

CHARACTERS: Vash & You
TIME: Today
LOCATION: Mess Hall
WARNINGS: Alcohol and being blackout drunk

[ There's a bit of a mess in the cafeteria, and the mess is named Vash Saverem. Slumped over the table like an oversized toddler, the engineer is clutching a pail like it's the most important item in the world.

Whatever is in it smells awful. Like straight up death and dumb ideas. Trying to grow potatoes from synthesized ones was one horrible mistake, and trying to ferment them into alcohol an even worse one. How he's even managed to drink himself stupid on it without throwing it up from the taste alone is impressive.

He just - he needed to get that image out of his brain by any means possible. His twin, filling the sky with blades, slicing through stone like it was butter. His laughter. So yeah, he might have been binge-drinking from a pail of cloudy death vodka.

...the only redeeming quality in this pathetic display is the P-HYMN-1.A on the table next to him, showing acceptable levels of methanol. He'll live, but he'll be wishing he didn't when the terrible moonshine has run its course. ]

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[plantussy]

[ If he remembers anything in the morning, he's going to be mortified by the whine that leaves him at Rin's words.

He doesn't want to be sober again. ]

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[No shoulder pats this time - Vash is going to have to lie in the bed he made.

There's a moment where Rin says nothing else, just moves away from the table where Vash has settled himself - but if (big if) Vash is registering anything other than the immediate fact of their sudden distance, he might register that they're headed towards the synthesizer.]

[plantussy]

[ Rin's given more physical support than this drunk idiot deserves already, so that's more than fair. Vash mostly just keeps his face on the table, looking like he wants to hold on to it to make the ship stop spinning.

No more puking, at least. Instead he just silently listens to Rin walking away. First he assumes they're heading off to let him drown in his shame, so when he notices they're going to the syntheziser his drunk brain is confused. ]

Huh?

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[It doesn't take long, whatever they're doing. When they return to the table, it's with a completely full glass that they plunk down in front of Vash.]

Electrolytes.

[Come on Vash, doesn't that look better than potato death vodka?]

[plantussy]

[ Vash flinches a bit as the glass is put down in front of him, but as soon as he can focus on what it is, his expression turns very soft. They're is such a sweet person inside. ]

Rin...

[ It looks amazing, honestly. He has to grab the glass with two hands since he's so unsteady - and he's probably spilling some anyway. At least he's drinking it. ]

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[Rin isn't looking anywhere near Vash, and withdraws as soon as he's got a good hold on his drink, folding their arms over their chest.]

Don't mention it.

[No really, don't. They might actually flee.]

[plantussy]

[ Thankfully Vash manages to actually empty the glass pretty quickly. Once it filled his mouth and washed away the taste of the swill, he can't get enough. Hopefully he can keep it down, too. ]

Okay. Not.. not saying anything. Buddy.

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[Rin stares long enough to make sure that Vash actually finishes off the water, before shrugging. They're not going to leave the booze unsupervised here no matter how nice Vash acts.]

Great.

[At least he seems distracted from whatever part of the memory had him so fucked up.]

[plantussy]

[ He is quite distracted by alcohol and having a good good friend, so Rin did well. Less great is then way Vash topples slightly to the side when he finishes, doing the best he can to not pass out. ]

I think... think I need a nap.

[ You sure do, you drunk disaster. ]

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[... Yeah about that, huh.]

I don't think you should move.

[Aka, they're not carrying you anywhere, Vash.]

[plantussy]

[ That's just fine, Rin. Vash is already passing out at the table, face on his (thankfully) flesh arm. ]

Mhm... that's... that's....

[ Yep, out like a light. ]

[itdoesntlikeyou]

[Rin gives it five minutes, sets down another glass of water, and then leaves Vash to himself. They'll send him a message tomorrow to make sure he didn't die.]