Not Sion, but still hungry. [ Complex ] Who: Ag/kito (fangking) and Vash (stampeded) What: Getting a bite to eat during war. When: Eleven AMish? Day after Wolfwood's death. Where: 2A to cafeteria. Warnings: None yet!
Quick run. Honestly, he was too hyped up and (slightly, only slightly) paranoid to think about food -- being up sixteen hours straight just waiting was a tad distracting. Waiting for something to appear. Anything. Vash wasn't quite sure what he'd do, but he'd - do something. It was better than staring at the clock and the computer, at least.
So. A food run. For Akito. Easy enough. Setting his mind too it, the Plant resolutely stepped out of his room; he was feeling a bit more rational, thankfully, and so it only took until he was half-way down the building that he realized he was lugging around the Punisher. Huh. There had been no real spot for it - he'd ended up putting it under the bed in the end, since he was actually in the other room and Vash knew he'd go crazy if the reminder was visible, in plain sight, without being used because he'd left it behind because of an idiotic dare---
Right. No returning the Punisher, then. If he came back to the room and found it gone, things would be even worse (there were plenty enough thieves around, unchecked, apparently). Holstering it over his shoulder, the Plant barely paid attention to it as he finally got on the first floor; Akito had sounded so happy, and ruining that with his own issues that would be - quite plainly - rude. Besides, he really was getting obsessed - a short break couldn't be bad. Already grinning like normal, the gunman deftly knocked on the room and... waited.