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Vault House Mingle Log

Who: The Borderlands Cast of Region Three's Vault House (+Guests, but do these fucks really have friends?
When: All March Long/Until we make another one
Where: The Vault House
What: Shenanigans
Warnings: M for Blood and Gore, Intense Violence, Mature Humor, Strong Language

Catchall for any and all bullshittery that may crop up behind closed (or not so closed) doors.

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Right... [Chioni kind of strikes Rhys as similar to Pandora. Desolate, and way too fucking hot and full of things that want to kill you. Not that Vault Hunters found a shortage of things to do there, from what he'd heard, but he doesn't want to dwell too hard on that.

Instead, he continues to fail at the entire concept of self-control and leans in to peer at the gun parts and gesture vaguely at one.] What's that for?

[Chioni wasn't as fun as Pandora, really. Not nearly enough bandits, no vending machines with guns and ammo in them. It's a real snore.

Zer0 leans away a bit out of reflex, flashing Rhys a brief "?" from his faceplate before turning back to his gun pieces. For someone who seemed to like keeping to himself, this Rhys guy was pretty chatty.]

The firing pin? / It strikes the cartridge primer, / Setting off the charge.

[This guy doesn't really seem like the gun toting type, so Zer0 isn't really sure if that explained anything. After a moment, he adds:]

...It makes the bullet go.

[Nailed it.]

Ah -- sorry, sorry. [He straightens up immediately, fussing at his hair and cuffs one after the other in an effort to relieve himself of embarrassment. A look of confusion soon returns, but Zer0 chases that away with his simpler explanation.]

Ohhh. That helps. Th-the gun work, I mean. Heh... heh. Obviously. [Rhys is making a complete fool of himself in front of one of the coolest people he's ever met, and he kind of wants to do a swan dive out the window right now.]

[It's a little pathetic, but also kind of amusing. Zer0 just watches Rhys for a few seconds, silent and expressionless. Or expressionless aside from the ". . ." that pops up across his faceplate, but y'know. He stares just long enough for things to start getting uncomfortable before turning back to his gun and working on it like nothing had happened.]

Did you come here from Pandora?

[Because dude does not seem like the Pandora type at all. Too clean, doesn't know his way around a gun. like seriously]

[What, is he just the laughing stock of this stupid treehouse? Of course he is. The universe is in alignment.

Zer0 does succeed in making him feel even more terribly awkward, and he averts his gazes and begins wringing his hands.]

Well, yeah, there's really nowhere else I could've...

[For one miraculous moment, he shuts up. During that time, he squints deep in thought and quirks his head.]

Hey, do... you recognize me? Like, from before I moved in. Did we ever meet before, back there?

[Zer0 looks back up at Rhys, this time without being intentionally creepy. He actually has to stop and think about that for a moment. Pandora had some really... interesting people on it, but Zer0 couldn't place this guy's face anywhere.

Awkward.]

Back on Pandora? / I can't say I remember. / How unusual.

Ah. [That explains a lot. Like the distinct lack of <3 emotes. Rhys is absolutely positive he would be drowning in them otherwise.

It's a disappointment, but at least it saves him from a lot of future embarrassment. He doesn't need help with that.]

It happens with the Ingress. Don't worry about it. It's... not a big deal. [If his pitiful expression is anything to go by, it is the biggest deal ever.]

It's done this before. / The Ingress is useful, but / A pain in the ass.

[Okay Rhys says it's not a big deal, but that face he's making suggests that it's actually something super horrible, like someone dropkicked his favorite teddy bear into a volcano, or he had to exist near Claptrap for more than five minutes. Positively tragic.

Does Zer0 feel bad about it? Probably not, but he can't help but be curious about this whole thing.]

How did we meet?

[For a moment, he considers embellishing the truth, like he did with Angel. But it's probably not so safe a bet to lie to the other person involved. Not yet involved? Alternate timelines are a bitch.]

It was at this... what'd they call it? Death race or something equally murderboner-worthy... in this huge old Atlas facility bandits took over. You killed the boss. And a skag -- a little one. I killed a big one, with your sword. It was awesome. [Someone give him a medal for actually not exaggerating. Even if it is completely unbelievable.]

[Bandits having a bigass death race wasn't farfetched for Pandora, so at least that much sounds totally legit. As does Zer0 murdering bandit bosses and skags, he did that like every five minutes for funsies. The idea of this dork killing much of anything, let alone with Zer0's sword was a little out there, but there was no reason not to give him the benefit of the doubt. Crazier things had happened on Pandora, after all.]

You don't seem much like / A death race sort of person. / Just tossing that out.

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