[Vash has entirely too much faith in Sanji's dodging abilities when he's on par with a drunkard who glued his feet on backwards. He stares dizzily up, not considering he should, y'know, move, until a sudden weight solves the the problem for him.]
O-oi! Would you get the hell off?! [Struggle HISS snarl and oh fuckin wonderful, a memory. B|]
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O-oi! Would you get the hell off?! [Struggle HISS snarl and oh fuckin wonderful, a memory. B|]