[Twenty years and Vash doesn't blink. It should be an immense amount of time, but for the likes of them it really wasn't that long in the grand scheme of things. Yet there is a bit of a surprise as the last thing Vash remembered from home was walking off, leaving the girls behind, to face his brother in a show down he didn't think they both would be walking away from.
Had they both really survived that? Or had Knives won? Then what happened after?
Amidst these thoughts a hand of peace is extended towards him and Vash can only stare at it. Completely and utterly baffled at the offering and in his own head it feels like centuries go by as he hears Knives even ask for peace between them.
There just wasn't any way. This man, who every waking moment for the past hundred years had haunted his memories and done his very best to make his life a living hell was asking for peace. It was a trick. It just had to be.
And yet, happy memories of days long gone. Studying with Joey back on the ship. Laughing and playing together as brothers should.
Wolfwood. Wolfwood would be alive if it wasn't for this man. Noah would have been born somewhere else on a healthy planet and not whisked away to god knows where by crazed scientist.
He couldn't just forget that. Mistakes are made, he's made many himself that he wished to try to correct, but this was Knives. How could he forgive his brother for all the pain he had caused?
Yet... it would make things here easier in Luceti. If there was peace between them. Still, he makes no move to take the offered hand.]
What about humans, Knives? We're not the only ones here. There are others, humans and non humans alike. There can be no peace between us if you threaten my home here.
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Date: 2013-05-21 04:37 am (UTC)Had they both really survived that? Or had Knives won? Then what happened after?
Amidst these thoughts a hand of peace is extended towards him and Vash can only stare at it. Completely and utterly baffled at the offering and in his own head it feels like centuries go by as he hears Knives even ask for peace between them.
There just wasn't any way. This man, who every waking moment for the past hundred years had haunted his memories and done his very best to make his life a living hell was asking for peace. It was a trick. It just had to be.
And yet, happy memories of days long gone. Studying with Joey back on the ship. Laughing and playing together as brothers should.
Wolfwood. Wolfwood would be alive if it wasn't for this man. Noah would have been born somewhere else on a healthy planet and not whisked away to god knows where by crazed scientist.
He couldn't just forget that. Mistakes are made, he's made many himself that he wished to try to correct, but this was Knives. How could he forgive his brother for all the pain he had caused?
Yet... it would make things here easier in Luceti. If there was peace between them. Still, he makes no move to take the offered hand.]
What about humans, Knives? We're not the only ones here. There are others, humans and non humans alike. There can be no peace between us if you threaten my home here.