el_llorono: (Shocked Grab)
Nicholas D. Wolfwood ([personal profile] el_llorono) wrote in [community profile] nomans_land 2023-06-15 06:24 pm (UTC)

[There was a few moments of worrying silence, the haunted look on Vash's face as he very visibly let things roll through his head making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. And then he was talking, already sounding hysterical, and then screaming, and Wolfwood sat up like a bolt, shocked and horrified and, unfortunately, not at all surprised.]

Blondie, hey, Blondie! Come on, you're ok, breathe! Fuck!

[He knows, he knows. He's heard Vash going out of his mind before, he's seen it so many times from both sides of reality, and it's never been like this, and he should have known it was coming. That didn't make it any easier to watch.

He had to do something, he couldn't just leave him like this, alone and broken and out of his God-damned mind! He wanted to help, but how-...how could he possibly...?

Fuck. This...this was going to be unpleasant and possibly really fucking bad for one or both of them. But he didn't see much choice.]


Vash, Vash, Listen to me! I'm gonna try and get you to people who can help, but you're gonna have to trust me! This is gonna be weird, but I promise, it won't be forever, I can't keep it up for very long, and I'm not gonna make you do nothin' you wouldn't want, I promise! Please don't fight me, please!

[He reached down, his hands touching the sides of his head as he curled over him, focusing everything that was Nicholas into a single point of consciousness on the edge of his awareness. Focusing himself, until he could feel the sensation of sand under his bare feet, the heat of the suns on his skin, and the sound of screaming stopped coming from below him and began rattling around inside of his own head. Distorted by flesh and bone, different to his ears than it had ever sounded before.]

Come on, Vash, come on, relax, it's fine, lemme take over, just this once, just lemme help, please!

[It hurt, his whole body like fire, keeping him detached from being able to take full control as he projected his voice into that consciousness that hovered just next to his own, filling the same space, hysterical and deranged and hurting, hurting so much. It hadn't felt like this before, but then he had never tried to possess a Plant before, and for a moment, he became acutely afraid that maybe he'd made a terrible mistake, and he was about to find out what happened if something really, truly harmed what was left of his being.]

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