( open + closed ) i bet you didn't know that i was dangerous

[moneyman]

CHARACTERS: Vaughn aaaaand open! (with some closed stuff too)
DATE: 1/21
WARNINGS: Vague spoilers for Tales from the Borderlands, will update if there's anything else!
SUMMARY: It's a canon update! There are a couple of open prompts and some closed ones in the comments. Also feel free to drop me a wildcard or PM/PP me at clickboom if you want something!

Comments

[dbag]

Oh, my god, yes, yes, you should. Stick it to the man.

[ Is that what people say? Is it even applicable in this situation? He sounds a little unsure, but keeps going. ]

But in the meantime — you know, before our petition to get to puppy-cuddling-world is reviewed — you seriously have nothing to worry about with the... zombies. [ Yes, technically they're not zombies, but come on. They're zombies. ] Prrrobably? I know that sounds unsure—

[ He pauses like he's planning on continuing, but ends up not saying anything. He's got nuthin'. ]

[moneyman]

[ he raises a fist in solidarity. fuck yeah, puppies. ]

Will do.

[ ...and then he drops it, because they're back to Serious Mission Talk. which is fine with him, honestly, even if he seems apprehensive. it helps to talk about it. or it helps him to talk about it, anyway. ]

...Yeah, I dunno. Hopefully you're right, but it's hard not to worry, you know? Maybe that sounds weird coming from me, but it's just... complicated, I guess. Like, the dossier says that if we can't find a cure, we just have to kill everyone who's infected. I really don't wanna do that. Especially if it applies to us, too.

[dbag]

Yeah, that's. Not... good.

[ To say the least. He frowns, staring down at his shoes; obviously, he'd rather not dwell — it's depressing — but it's hard to just go "...ANYWAY" to something this somber. ]

Sooo... yyyyyyyeah.

[moneyman]

[ fortunately, when you've been best friends with someone for years and years, it's easy to read them. and Rhys is obviously uncomfortable with the dark turn this has taken, so he throws up his arms in sudden enthusiasm and smiles... somewhat convincingly. at least he's trying. ]

But, hey, you get to be a billionaire, right? Just what you always wanted!

[dbag]

[ Oh, thank god, that was getting a little too deep. He'd rather just catch up right now, deal with the possible zombie-ism later. ]

Ha. Right. I mean, I don't think I actually get a billion dollars. Unfortunately. But still! Close enough. [ It's still the closest he's ever gotten to being a billionaire, so he's not too disappointed. It'll be fun getting to play pretend, especially if the rest of the mission is going to be depressing. ] Aaand you get to be married.

[moneyman]

Well, no, but you can tell people you are, at least. Although I don't know how common it is here for billionaires to walk around casually mentioning to other people that they're billionaires. That might be kinda weird.

[ and yet he has a feeling it's gonna happen anyway. live the dream, Rhys. ]

And I don't actually get a wife, either, but I also don't remember printing out fake wedding invitations just for fun when I was younger, sooo...

[ yeah, he's just gonna play it off like it's not equally unfortunate. ]