[ Vash was going to freak out about so many things... later. About the state in which she was still... moving. About the killing intent, because there was only a limited amount of what he would do against her. About the state Wolfwood was in, that could not be good, either, and he had no idea how to restore him. About this. Wing. And the darkness and hopelessness of it, especially next to the soft white feathers in front of him.
But for a long moment, there was nothing but holding the broken body close, and letting himself try to radiate as much calm and soothing and love as he has in him. For her. For Wolfwood. Even for the seething cocoon.
(If he had heard those words... ... he would have told Wolfwood that it would have to be her choice. He understood every single aspect of what Wolfwood meant, but so many choices were taken from her, whether to live or die would have to be something she decided. He would...
He would abide by it. ]
Hello, big sister. I never thought I would be able to meet you properly.
My name is Vash, but Red brother also works, if you like it. The one who is apologizing is Nicholas D. Wolfwood, except this one is already dead, and a ghost. [ when he was saying that killing doesn't mean the pain would stop, he was not speaking platitudes, only specifics. ] This place is very strange, it has brought many people here that don't normally belong in one place. There is one other Nicholas D. Wolfwood who is alive, but he's not here right now. There is also my big twin brother, one who is very young, only a year old, and one who is much older. Perhaps he should be... white brother? I'm not sure. His name is Nai, and later Millions Knives. And now you are here, too.
neesan.... T_T
But for a long moment, there was nothing but holding the broken body close, and letting himself try to radiate as much calm and soothing and love as he has in him. For her. For Wolfwood. Even for the seething cocoon.
(If he had heard those words...
... he would have told Wolfwood that it would have to be her choice. He understood every single aspect of what Wolfwood meant, but so many choices were taken from her, whether to live or die would have to be something she decided. He would...
He would abide by it. ]
Hello, big sister. I never thought I would be able to meet you properly.
My name is Vash, but Red brother also works, if you like it. The one who is apologizing is Nicholas D. Wolfwood, except this one is already dead, and a ghost. [ when he was saying that killing doesn't mean the pain would stop, he was not speaking platitudes, only specifics. ] This place is very strange, it has brought many people here that don't normally belong in one place. There is one other Nicholas D. Wolfwood who is alive, but he's not here right now. There is also my big twin brother, one who is very young, only a year old, and one who is much older. Perhaps he should be... white brother? I'm not sure. His name is Nai, and later Millions Knives. And now you are here, too.
Welcome to Noman's Land.