You're assuming that people can hold out without money for that long, Uncle Vash. Or that you'll have a job to go back to.
[Bulla's more skeptical. She's around a mix of people who sympathize with the lower classes and with those who are extremely unsympathetic. Their family isn't especially sympathetic, although they do acknowledge and reward competence regardless of the person's social station.]
Well, they've already last three months I think we can really do that! I mean, that's the point of the strike, right? To have better jobs to go back to!
[Forever optimistic this guy. Probably something Bulla has, unfortunately, had to deal with over the years of knowing him.]
That might work for the specialized workers where it would be difficult to find a replacement for, but seriously...try and think realistically instead of seeing the outcome you want as the only possible one.
[That trait alternates between being endearing and aggravating, depending on what they're talking about. It's aggravating when she sees him setting himself up for failure, but endearing in that he doesn't let minor setbacks throw him into a bad mood. It all depends on the seriousness of the situation.]
Come on. We're going shopping. I'll even pay for a bouquet of flowers for your girlfriend if you apply for work in other places. A really nice bouquet.
Really? [Damn, Bulla has found his weakness, his girlfriend.] Even if I don't get a job interview with them? [Ugh, he doesn't want a new job and wants to be sure that Fluttershy won't miss out from his lack of enthusiasm! He needs to know all the rules to getting a nice bouquet!]
If you're sure, because he sure stays mad at me a long time. [Although he damn well knows the reason for that.] I just worry because sometimes when he's mad he can spit and it's so gross! I would feel horrible if I was the cause of you having to deal with that! YUCK!
[Vegeta's his big brother. Vash is more than happy to pick on him when he's not there to defend himself. Even to his own daughter.]
Sounds good to me! Let's talk about something else!
[Something other than spit AND work. He peers around the shops their passing when suddenly he realizes something.] I'm going to have to try these clothes on, aren't I?
[Luckily his scars of the past twenty years are gone for now, but it doesn't make clothes shopping any less boring without them.]
Why wouldn't you look like you? It's not like I'm suggesting that you get plastic surgery. Just new clothes.
[And she will pull him along with more strength than one would expect of a petite teenage girl. Then again, she is a cheerleader capable of standing on one hand and the one who supports the most weight in the squad's human pyramids.]
I dunno, I guess I can't picture myself in- ahh! careful! I'm going to need that arm later! [He kids as he jumps to keep up with her.] -in a three piece suit or something.
Just because looks aren't the most important thing doesn't mean that they don't matter at all. And looks are how you're judged at first until people get to know you. So I'm going to make sure you look good.
[Considering that it's her treat and she's helping him out, she's unsympathetic toward his dislike of shopping.]
[Think of Fluttershy. Think how impress she'll be when you show up looking good.] Oh, allllllllllright. [Vash, the most adult acting man anyone will ever met.]
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[Bulla's more skeptical. She's around a mix of people who sympathize with the lower classes and with those who are extremely unsympathetic. Their family isn't especially sympathetic, although they do acknowledge and reward competence regardless of the person's social station.]
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[Forever optimistic this guy. Probably something Bulla has, unfortunately, had to deal with over the years of knowing him.]
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[That trait alternates between being endearing and aggravating, depending on what they're talking about. It's aggravating when she sees him setting himself up for failure, but endearing in that he doesn't let minor setbacks throw him into a bad mood. It all depends on the seriousness of the situation.]
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[She sighs and moves in to grab his arm.]
Come on. We're going shopping. I'll even pay for a bouquet of flowers for your girlfriend if you apply for work in other places. A really nice bouquet.
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[Because she knows how stubborn you can be, Vash.]
You need to hand out resumes looking clean and presentable, and you need to at least pretend you're interested in working for them.
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[Not that he expects to get much. A guy who never finished school? He was pretty lucky to have the job he does - did? One day get back?]
Are you sure you're dad's going to be alright about you spending money on me? I don't want to take up all of your allowance after all.
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[Would he be all right with it? Probably not, but he wouldn't be furious with her over it.]
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Oh, he wouldn't stay mad at me for something like that.
[Seriously, she's daddy's little girl and gets away with so much more than anyone else would.]
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[Vegeta's his big brother. Vash is more than happy to pick on him when he's not there to defend himself. Even to his own daughter.]
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...you know, I don't tend to inspire that kind of anger in him. I think it's just you.
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[Bulla makes a face. Seriously, Vash, this is why your older brother finds you annoying. Or part of it, anyway.]
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[Something other than spit AND work. He peers around the shops their passing when suddenly he realizes something.] I'm going to have to try these clothes on, aren't I?
[Luckily his scars of the past twenty years are gone for now, but it doesn't make clothes shopping any less boring without them.]
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[And he dresses sloppily enough that she's not going to credit him with being able to guess his own size by sight alone, either.]
You want to look handsome on your next date, don't you?
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Why wouldn't you look like you? It's not like I'm suggesting that you get plastic surgery. Just new clothes.
[And she will pull him along with more strength than one would expect of a petite teenage girl. Then again, she is a cheerleader capable of standing on one hand and the one who supports the most weight in the squad's human pyramids.]
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[In fact, since that implies that he doesn't have one, she'll be making sure to buy him one.]
Mostly we'll just look at dress pants, dress shirts and a nice pair of shoes.
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[He is going to hate trying on suits. They're so itchy and tight and he has to be so careful to keep it clean.]
A new pair of shoes too? We're going shoe shopping too? [Ugh.]
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[Considering that it's her treat and she's helping him out, she's unsympathetic toward his dislike of shopping.]
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