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[dudebro]

[ The feed flickers on and there is a disembodied hand being held in view, waving in a friendly sort of way. Jason dips his face into view, he's grinning wildly; ]

Anybody need a hand??

[ He starts laughing as if the joke is the funniest thing in the world. Somewhere off-screen, Vaas can be heard chanting "Soylent Green is people!"

The hand waves again before the feed flickers off. That's it. That's the post. ]

( ooc: sorry. replies will come from both jason and vaas! )

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[dudebro]

[ Jason is probably sporting the island's most fashionable farmer's tan at this point. ]

Ew, dude, no way!

[ Though, he's laughing as he says it and... kind of uses the hand to move around like Thing. ]

Who knows how long it'd been off the body and sitting in that juice. [ He places it gently on Vaas' arm, patting it then he just leaves it there. ] The skin's all dead and shit. Gross.

[shabby]

[ Glancing down at the hand on his arm, Vaas gives it a critical once-over. It is dead and when he touches it, the skin's all stiff and tacky. Probably it wouldn't be a good replacement for Jason's missing finger. ]

So what should we do with it, eh?

[ Picking it up, it's Vaas' turn to wave it around. ]

I'm thinking clean it off, pick out the little bones and make some kind of necklace maybe. [ Moving closer, he prods at Jason's ear with one of the stiff, dead fingers. ] Maybe make you an earring. Look a little savage like a true jungle warrior.

[dudebro]

[ He definitely slaps it away at that, laughing and then rubbing his ear. ]

Sick... [ That's mostly under his breath though. ]

Didn't you keep the bones from the other fingers you found? [ He pauses; ] Don't eat this one, yeah?

[shabby]

[ That gets a flat, unamused glare. Accidentally eating some asshole's fingers doesn't make him a cannibal. At worst, he's an accidental cannibal, which is a pretty big fucking difference from a deliberate one. ]

Don't be a bitch, Jason. I thought they were sausages. [ He jabs at Jason's chest with the hand. ] Besides, you can never have enough finger bones. They're pretty useful. You shouldn't be such a snob.

[ One eyebrow rises. ]

Besides, what do you want to do with it?

[dudebro]

[ God, he hates that look so much. Sometimes he wants to just shoot it off Vaas' face. So, in turn, he gives a flat, unamused look right back. ]

Dunno. Should we make little friendship bracelets out of 'em?

[ He's joking. Probably. ]

Dude, what the fuck are finger bones useful for??

[shabby]

[ Scowling, Vaas slaps him in the arm with the hand. Thankfully, rigor mortis is starting to set in so it makes a satisfying thump when it makes contact. ]

Pay the fuck attention! I told you! They're like—You can make little beads out of them and shit. You know, necklaces and bracelets.

[ He gives him a critical stare. Up and down, taking the whole sight of him in. ]

You need more jungle on you, Jason.

[dudebro]

[ It's really kind of gross, being touched by that hand. But, he weathers through it. ]

Dude, come on.

[ He sighs and rolls his eyes like this is so painful to deal with. ]

I said useful. Since when is jewelery useful?

[shabby]

[ Dealing with Jason is a painful ordeal but somehow Vaas manages. ]

You care how you look, don't you?

[ Ignoring the dead hand for a moment, Vaas reaches over and ruffles up Jason's hair. ]

California boy, you take care of your appearance. Want to look your best, yeah? Jewelry does that, Jason. It gives you personality.

[ Which Jason sorely needs, in Vaas' necklace and bracelet bedecked opinion. ]

[dudebro]

[ Yeah..... can't really argue with that. He really is a handful. ]

Hey!

[ It takes a careful amount of teasing and time to get his hair looking like a nest!!! Don't mess it up! ]

What? Should I get my nose pierced or some shit?

[shabby]

[ Vaas actually pauses to consider that, studying Jason with the discerning eye of a pirate who knows—or thinks he knows—how to make a statement. After a few seconds, he shakes his head and makes a dismissive grunt. ]

Maybe in pussy California you could get your nose pierced. Walk around like hot shit and scare the soccer moms. [ He slashes his hand across the air in front of his chest. ] But on Rook, that will just get you a stupid fucking injury. Nose rings, they get pulled out, no? In a fight. By an animal. Running through the jungle and getting it caught on a branch.

[ He shakes his head again. ]

No. No nose rings.

[dudebro]

[ Jason just stares at Vaas once again with a blank sort of expression, blinking almost owlishly at him because.

Dude.

For real. ]

Vaas, come on, man. Any piercing can be ripped out. The fuck do you think would happen to an ear piercing??

[shabby]

[ Frowning, Vaas just stares flatly back at him. ]

Ears heal fast. Can't really see the scars. But on your nose? [ It isn't coincidence that he lifts his scarred eyebrow. ] Jason, please.

[ Lifting a hand, he taps at his pierced ear. His fingernail clicks against the back of the bullet that pierces it. ]

Besides, you gotta pick the right accessory.

[ Nothing's getting that out without taking his whole ear with it. And that'll be a whole other problem. ]

[dudebro]

[ This is a weird conversation. Then again, most of the conversations he has with Vaas go some place he wasn't expecting. He's unpredictable and Jason never knows what's going to happen or what's going to come out of his mouth. Were the the sort to some sort of self-aware self-reflection, he'd realize that they have that in common. Jason often blurts shit out that doesn't make sense or has no correlation to what's happening. He'd see that they're more alike than they are different. And that's just something Jason isn't ready to face yet.

Maybe in time, but not right now. That's too terrifying a thought that his conscious mind won't allow it to happen.

So, he keeps this surface like it's meant to be, sniffing in a contemplative sort of way. ]

Don't think piercings are for me, man. Think I'd look kinda dumb.

[ Which is clearly the most important part here. ]

[shabby]

[ That provokes a bark of laughter from Vaas that dissolves into true laughter. He doesn't restrain it, lets it shift naturally from laughter to low, broken chuckles. ]

Jason... [ Snorting, he has to take a second to get enough breath back to talk. ] Jason. Hermano.

[ He leans into Jason's personal space, right up near his face so that they can see each other very clearly. ]

You look kinda dumb a lot.

[dudebro]

[ Wow. He's offended. Like, a lot. Jason's mouth tightens when Vaas laughs at him and doesn't get much better as he continues.

It wasn't that funny. It's not that funny because he knows what Vaas is going to say.

And there it is. Jason huffs and pulls back out of their shared space. Then his hand lifts in a bid to push Vaas away.  ]

Dude, shut the fuck up.

[shabby]

[ Unperturbed and totally unrepentant, Vaas laughs and steps back out of the way. The hand gets tossed on the table as carelessly as if it were a crumpled up paper towel. ]

Whatever you say, Jason.

[ He's rapidly losing interest in breakfast now that the excitement has died down. ]

I'll be in the atrium. If you don't pussy out of your training just because of a little death, meet me there.