Vash was already mentally tactically figuring out his next step. It was difficult since the area they were in was just so damn narrow. If a bullet ricochet it could make a mess of things, but there wasn't anyone around at least. That made things a little easier, well that and the fact that he was amazingly skilled at changing the trajectory of bullets. He could make it work. Then there was a voice. A fourth person in the mix and this one was threatening him without really getting a good look at the situation.
"Actually I kind of have an issue with that, do you see that man's gun?" The man holding the woman had a twitchy trigger finger and Vash really didn't feel like getting shot in a new world where he didn't know how the medics worked. "Do you see what's going on here at all?" He gave her a slightly sarcastic tone. "Just who do you think is the bad guy here?" While Vash tried to talk to Buffy and get her to see the bigger picture, the gunman with his victim was only getting angrier.
"Are you two idiots going to talk all day, I'm still here you know!" Vash frowned as he continued to talk to the blond girl who'd skewed his mental tactics. The gunman wasn't so patient unfortunately, his hand was nearing his trigger, and even with most of his attention turned, Vash was able to do something about it. He fired off a shot with a rather large looking silver gun that definitely wasn't from 2011. The bullet wasn't aimed at either the Gunman or the woman, it was going toward the gun in said gunmans hand, Vash had fired at the corner of a wall and the bullet went flying exactly the angle he wanted. It shot the gun clear out of the gunman's hand and toward his foot.
Vash hadn't even looked. "Give me a break here lady. " He stated as he bent down to pick up the weapon. "Dangerous toys are fun, but you're gonna get hurt. " He taunted, now facing the gunman and the victim completely as he turned the safety on the gunman's weapon. "I really don't actually like violence all that much, so let the girl go yeah?" The gunman was shocked and scared and dropped his hold on his victim. Vash hadn't even been looking when he fired a precise shot that disarmed him. He ran from the scene leaving the victi standing there a startled mess.
"You should really call someone for help." The woman turned and ran, and Vash was left with a gun, and a blond girl who'd threatened to beat him up.