[Vash sits passively as the gag is set in place. Although the moment the flogger is picked up he looks pointedly at a couple of people in the crowd and shakes his head at them. He had told his friends to stay away, but it seems some did not listen. Knives may notice the rare displeased look in the crowd, but they stay where they are at Vash's silent plea to them. They would only make things worse at this point.
He flinches and gives a muffled cry of pain as the lashes lick at his scarred back. He closes his eyes and whimpers as he's hit again. Tears start streaming down his face. Playing the pain up a little bit with each stroke. That's what this crowd wants is his pain so Vash will give it to them.
Not that it didn't hurt. It did, but nothing Vash couldn't handle. His back growing raw, red, and bleeding as it continues. He digs his fingernails into his knees and waits for it to end.]
I'm okay. [He mentally tells his brother after each blow even as he starts to tremble.] I'm okay.
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He flinches and gives a muffled cry of pain as the lashes lick at his scarred back. He closes his eyes and whimpers as he's hit again. Tears start streaming down his face. Playing the pain up a little bit with each stroke. That's what this crowd wants is his pain so Vash will give it to them.
Not that it didn't hurt. It did, but nothing Vash couldn't handle. His back growing raw, red, and bleeding as it continues. He digs his fingernails into his knees and waits for it to end.]
I'm okay. [He mentally tells his brother after each blow even as he starts to tremble.] I'm okay.