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Knives Millions ([personal profile] knifesedge) wrote 2013-05-22 05:55 pm (UTC)

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[Things get even less pleasant. That figures. Vash couldn't know the turmoil and fury the information caused, not unless he used the very power he often shunned, but it's there. It's just very ... very carefully held in reins. Once, less than a year ago, such a revelation would have left everything for some distance nothing more than sliced-up ribbons.

Instead he remains where he is. Not just experiments, but toy soldiers.

Eventually he heads up the beach again, spotting his own tracks above the tide line, which meant near here was where he'd awoken. His movements are somewhat stilted, but there's still no explosion of visible wrath or ranting. He collects what he'd been left with on arrival, including the journal. He was rather fond of the blue and white suit, it fit well. Though he would have to cut it up a little to make room for the small wings that didn't seem to want to go away. Thinking about that was less humiliating.]


I assume they too are under your.. [A gesture, with the hand currently holding his journal, his name printed neatly on it.] ...Protection.

[Which is to say, is Vash going to get in the way if Knives decides they all have to die? He still sounds calm and in control. He likely wouldn't be able to kill them regardless, but knowing, should he ever regain his strength through some impossible means...]

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