[Vash is willing to let Knives pull at his hair for a bit, but when his brother reaches to tap under his chin a brief tickle races through him. Hazy memories of becoming a zombie bubbling to the surface he doesn't want to deal with right now. He jerks his head away from the touch, happy that it was no more than a tap. As well as that his hair is also hiding the matching scar to that one on top of his head.
It's a relief when Knives pulls away and stops touching him. He even removes his hand away from his gun when Knives makes mention to it. The last time he fought against his brother in Luceti it had almost cost him his shoulder and he'd rather not repeat the experience if this one could also form those strange knives.]
I've been here for a few years now, but back home I was just over a hundred and thirty.
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Date: 2013-05-21 04:11 am (UTC)It's a relief when Knives pulls away and stops touching him. He even removes his hand away from his gun when Knives makes mention to it. The last time he fought against his brother in Luceti it had almost cost him his shoulder and he'd rather not repeat the experience if this one could also form those strange knives.]
I've been here for a few years now, but back home I was just over a hundred and thirty.