[There's a group 'aw' that comes from the crowd. People even start to mill about and disperse as they've had their fun. The man let's go of Vash with a shrug who quickly turns his head and spits. While Vash reaches up with a shaking arm, streaked in his own blood, to wipe at his face the other man zips up his pants and walks off the stage without another word. He had thought about inviting Knives back home to use his interesting knives on his submissive, but now he was having second thoughts. That man was clearly, dangerously deranged.
A few hopeful people stand around in the hopes the show will continue, but they don't have nearly the audience they once had. There's no more shouting. Even the hungriest for blood in the crowd have finally been silenced by the aura clearly radiating from the Plant. It's not enough to scare them off completely from the chance for their turn. Just in case Knives wants to continue.]
I think we can go home now. [Vash doesn't think this group would stop them now, but of course he can't say that out loud right now.]
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A few hopeful people stand around in the hopes the show will continue, but they don't have nearly the audience they once had. There's no more shouting. Even the hungriest for blood in the crowd have finally been silenced by the aura clearly radiating from the Plant. It's not enough to scare them off completely from the chance for their turn. Just in case Knives wants to continue.]
I think we can go home now. [Vash doesn't think this group would stop them now, but of course he can't say that out loud right now.]