[His hold was shaken off easily enough once the other Wolfwood began kicking out in a panic, and on one hand, it solved the problem of getting him to stop gunning the engine. But it was still irritating, and he snarled out a little shout]
It's me, you dumbass! I had 'im under control!
[But then he was panicking for another reason, and Nicholas' head lifted up, catching sight of the vines and roots manifesting again, and he cursed out loud.
Then Vash was out of the passenger side and running toward the other, but the car was still in reverse, and who even knew if this knucklehead was going to make the right decisions quickly enough to keep things from spiraling out of control?
So, first problem; Stop the car! He reached up, focusing on the emergency brake and yanking it up before the gas could be applied again. It wouldn't stop the thing completely if the other Wolfwood tried to gun the gas again, but it would slow it down significantly.
Second problem; Check on the Blondies and make sure there wasn't going to be more violence.
He raced out towards them, not knowing whether touching again was a good idea, not with those vines whipping around the way they were, so he focused on the other Vash, reaching out to put his arm across his chest and focusing on holding him back. The hold wasn't strong, he'd already used up so much energy getting them there, but it would hopefully keep him back until they could be sure the other wouldn't lash out again.]
I found the asshole out in the desert, he was talkin' some real crazy shit, his brother really fucked him up in the head, so be careful! I did the whole-...memory thing, and I don't know if it's better or worse, cause he's not violent anymore, but Vash, it's bad, he was beggin' me t'kill 'im, an' talkin' about kids. Like...they're his and his brother's kids, and he's carryin' and he's worried we'll hurt 'em! [He wasn't going to ask how or even if that was possible, that was the least of their worries at the moment, but damn if it wasn't' an important detail that needed to get out there right from the start.] I can't-...I can't do what he's askin' me to do, and I'm not gonna hurt kids, Vash! I couldn't leave 'im out there on his own, though, he's too dangerous and...
[Too hurt. Too broken, in pain. The thought of leaving him to suffer like that, even without the whole "kids" things, wasn't something Nicholas could have forgiven himself for.]
I knew I needed to find someone else, so I tried somethin', and he let me take control. I was comin' to find you. I don't know what to do, Vash. I don't know what to do.
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It's me, you dumbass! I had 'im under control!
[But then he was panicking for another reason, and Nicholas' head lifted up, catching sight of the vines and roots manifesting again, and he cursed out loud.
Then Vash was out of the passenger side and running toward the other, but the car was still in reverse, and who even knew if this knucklehead was going to make the right decisions quickly enough to keep things from spiraling out of control?
So, first problem; Stop the car! He reached up, focusing on the emergency brake and yanking it up before the gas could be applied again. It wouldn't stop the thing completely if the other Wolfwood tried to gun the gas again, but it would slow it down significantly.
Second problem; Check on the Blondies and make sure there wasn't going to be more violence.
He raced out towards them, not knowing whether touching again was a good idea, not with those vines whipping around the way they were, so he focused on the other Vash, reaching out to put his arm across his chest and focusing on holding him back. The hold wasn't strong, he'd already used up so much energy getting them there, but it would hopefully keep him back until they could be sure the other wouldn't lash out again.]
I found the asshole out in the desert, he was talkin' some real crazy shit, his brother really fucked him up in the head, so be careful! I did the whole-...memory thing, and I don't know if it's better or worse, cause he's not violent anymore, but Vash, it's bad, he was beggin' me t'kill 'im, an' talkin' about kids. Like...they're his and his brother's kids, and he's carryin' and he's worried we'll hurt 'em! [He wasn't going to ask how or even if that was possible, that was the least of their worries at the moment, but damn if it wasn't' an important detail that needed to get out there right from the start.] I can't-...I can't do what he's askin' me to do, and I'm not gonna hurt kids, Vash! I couldn't leave 'im out there on his own, though, he's too dangerous and...
[Too hurt. Too broken, in pain. The thought of leaving him to suffer like that, even without the whole "kids" things, wasn't something Nicholas could have forgiven himself for.]
I knew I needed to find someone else, so I tried somethin', and he let me take control. I was comin' to find you. I don't know what to do, Vash. I don't know what to do.