Vash spends most of the trip out here quiet. He's dressed a bit more like his old self, donning his old red jacket and boots once more. They were good for keeping the sand and sun off the skin. Before they take off he will be offering advice to those not dressed for sand about tucking their pant legs into their shoes at the very least. No one likes itchy sand stuck in their clothes.
His hair is still long and tied back in a short pony tail to keep it out of his face. As soon as they come close to landing he slips on a pair of golden sunglasses on his face to make scanning the desert easier. All old habits he slips into easily and he's not exactly thrilled to be back in a desert setting.
Still, he knows what he's doing and is taking his task of quartermaster very seriously. While he won't outright deny anyone water should they ask him for some he's doing his best to ration it. He doesn't exactly trust that should something unforeseen happen of getting more. Should anyone be watching his actions any it's clear that he himself isn't drinking too much. Enough to get by, but he's attempting to give his share to the people who may not be as use to this climate then he was.
Vash is doing his best to be friendly with the members of the Iron Eye around. Ignoring any jeers he gets from them and happily striking up a conversation with whoever is willing enough to talk to him.
He's right at home in this setting really. Out in the desert; surrounded by people who don't particularly care for him. Come find him if you need a break of talking to the Iron Eye or just need to quench your thirst.
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His hair is still long and tied back in a short pony tail to keep it out of his face. As soon as they come close to landing he slips on a pair of golden sunglasses on his face to make scanning the desert easier. All old habits he slips into easily and he's not exactly thrilled to be back in a desert setting.
Still, he knows what he's doing and is taking his task of quartermaster very seriously. While he won't outright deny anyone water should they ask him for some he's doing his best to ration it. He doesn't exactly trust that should something unforeseen happen of getting more. Should anyone be watching his actions any it's clear that he himself isn't drinking too much. Enough to get by, but he's attempting to give his share to the people who may not be as use to this climate then he was.
Vash is doing his best to be friendly with the members of the Iron Eye around. Ignoring any jeers he gets from them and happily striking up a conversation with whoever is willing enough to talk to him.
He's right at home in this setting really. Out in the desert; surrounded by people who don't particularly care for him. Come find him if you need a break of talking to the Iron Eye or just need to quench your thirst.