[ it's a good thing nai doesn't eat or this experience would be very upsetting for his stomach. ]
... Yeah.
[ having seen knives' black hair, nai knows what it meant. just like how he knew what it meant when he saw the streaks of black in vash's hair, too. it makes him wonder just how far knives had pushed himself to end with this result. he looks down at his hands, flexing a few fingers. slowly, he materializes a single blade jutting from between his knuckles. its sharpened edge glints silently in the sunbeams that peered in through the car's window. ] I need to practice more. [ train harder until the effort feels effortless, close to breathing even. after a moment he lets the blade dissipate and flexes his hand again. ]
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... Yeah.
[ having seen knives' black hair, nai knows what it meant. just like how he knew what it meant when he saw the streaks of black in vash's hair, too. it makes him wonder just how far knives had pushed himself to end with this result. he looks down at his hands, flexing a few fingers. slowly, he materializes a single blade jutting from between his knuckles. its sharpened edge glints silently in the sunbeams that peered in through the car's window. ] I need to practice more. [ train harder until the effort feels effortless, close to breathing even. after a moment he lets the blade dissipate and flexes his hand again. ]