#【🖎🚬veteran reporter】

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@pacifistwithagun replied to your post “"You know, as someone who was named a form of...”:

Vash looking like a confused puppy. "Bob is a nice name though?"

​Still, no cigarettes for Wolfwood. Vash gets a headpat. "It is, kid," he nods in approval. "It is."

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Gives Roberto his best sad puppy face for some free head pats.

Looks up from his newspaper. The headline reads as follows: Man Kills Worm With Giant Cross. Gives Livio some head pats.

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@livio-the-doublefang replied to your post “"N-Nicho started it."”:

Grumbles and huffs

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"Would you like to repeat that again?" He opens up a newspaper.

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"Yo, old man. Wanna go for a drink?"

No one else wants to, and Wolfwood is aching to be stupid. He doesn't offer to pay. Because he can't. Because if they go to the bar, their tab is going to fall to this sad old tabloidist.

Discerning, pale green eyes narrowed at Wolfwood. The old wolf raised his brows. He has been through things and lived to tell about them, and he is sure as Hell this bar visit will not end the way either hoped. It was a hunch since the man liked taking his cigarettes.

"Alright, but I know a place," he said before he headed in the direction of the local saloon he frequented. "I'll pay for the first drinks." It was the polite thing to do.

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@millionsnife replied to your post “"If Vash ever suggests a game of Uno to determine...”:

"I'd win."

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"True. Therefore, I outlaw him to play the game."

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@livio-the-doublefang :: from here

"Mhm," Roberto nodded. "Cheers!"

As Livio made a move to taste the drink, Roberto took a sip of his own. It felt good to get a good bottle of bourbon whiskey, but it was rare and very expensive. Especially, the vintages from Earth and freshly brewed bottles made in Gunsmoke. He smiled back at Livio with one of his lop-sided smiles.

"Yeah, and they can be expensive," he agreed. "But there are some towns that brew their own. Wanted to congratulate you on your engagement."

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Three opinions about Roberto from TriStamp:

I'm still of the opinion that Roberto is Milly's uncle.

He was meant to be a doomed protagonist in a horror flick with eldritch horrors.

And I'm laughing at how the Wolfwoods find Roberto and go "pspspsp, Papa Wolf". I love you Woowoo, but he will give you the side eye every time.

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“Wolfwood, stop trying to eat him! What is that thing?” Upon closer inspection it’s Vash in creature form.

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" Master Knives has sent me here to try my hand in defeating you." - @legatusblue

"Ah, you must be... Legato, right? It would still mean the rest of you need to coexist with the humans since he lost. Very well."

He gestured towards a seat in front of him at a table in the bar. For some reason, the old man had a deck of uno cards in one of his pockets. He shuffled and dealt them.

"He let me go first, but this time you can," Roberto offered.

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@butchersbird He was assigned to investigate the current affairs in the village just off of Jeneora Rock. It was not his favorite kind of article to do, but it was at least something until he was assigned another. His last one died from skirmish between the authorities and pirates. The last one was a newbie as well. He shuddered a bit thinking about it.

He placed a new cigarette in his mouth, and lit it. He would just have one more before he stake out the bar for any information. He was likely to find a villager or two to interview, before taking a look around the place. Besides, he could use a refill of his flask.

Roberto pondered what questions he would ask should he manage to find one at the bar. There were a few informants just in case he did not run into one that wanted to share information with him.

He waited until the cigarette burned near the butt before taking it out and stomping it. It marked the end of his cigarette break, he sighed as he walked towards the entrance. He made for the bar.

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"You know, as someone who was named a form of Robert, I take offense to Bob being called a stupid name." No cigarettes for you, Wolfwood.

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@nicholas-wolfwood replied to your post “"If Vash ever suggests a game of Uno to determine...”:

"Nah, it's a great idea! Wait 'til Knives gets a reverse card an' then shoot him in the head while he's gloatin'! Easy peasy!"

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"You're also disowned if you help out, kid. Besides, as civie, I would want the war to save humanity to be a gripping tale."

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Roberto: -comes back from Noman's Land- Roberto's Wife: Who did you adopt this time? Roberto: ._. Uh...

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@angelictyphoon :: from here

"Well, that does not look too good," Roberto observed the smoke from the dune buggy. It earned him a "No shit" from Wolfwood and a menacing glare from Meryl.

Roberto peered over at Vash as he reacted to his statement. He was not expecting a laugh, but he could not help but have a hint of a smile curve on his lips.

"Oh, I do, I put water in my flask 'cause I haven't gotten a canteen yet," Roberto answered the Human Typhoon. It just tastes weird because it has been mostly alcoholic beverages. "But nothing beats a good bottle of whiskey."

He glanced at the smoking dune buggy and the glares at Wolfwood and Meryl sent their way. "I should probably save my water," he said. Roberto turned to Vash. "Suppose we should help them? If we can't, we might have to wait till the evening and push the buggy to the next town."

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@livio-the-doublefang replied to your post “"You know, as someone who was named a form of...”:

"SEE! You get me."

​"I get you, kid." Here, you get a cigarette and a head pat.

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a curious little sapling eyes the big guy with the funny mustache. vash doesn't know what to make of him yet, but the nice lady says he is a friend of hers. he spots the colorful little box with smelly sticks. " so...can i have one of those? what are they for? " // drops a tiny plant onto roberto's doorstep, sorry roberto dkfjghl

Unprompted Asks :: Always Accepting :D

Oh, Meryl, what did you do this time?

He looks at the little boy with a curious glance. The little boy looks awfully like Vash, although he was not sure what color Vash's eyes were as they were often behind orange-tinted glasses. The little boy looked like he escaped one of the labs, should he return them?

He thought of the Plant he saw and its Final Harvest. He shook his head to that. No, ma'am, not today.

Roberto looks at the cigarettes beside him, and his pale green eyes widened. "No, you may not. Listen, kid, when you're grown up and you know what they do then you can have one. Until that time, you can have some juice instead," he said, quickly picking up the box of tobacco and placing it in his jacket pocket. "Or maybe ice cream, I don't know..."

He looked up and scanned for street vendors. He spotted one. "Ah, they have ice pops. Let's go get you one."