arkfall: (collector of sharp knives)
Millions Knives ([personal profile] arkfall) wrote in [community profile] museunboxing 2019-05-18 05:35 pm (UTC)

[That phrase 'like we do' did, indeed, make Knives feel sick. He made a soft, bitter noise and grimaced. His jaw tightened as he grasped onto the bile of hatred that filled him. He wasn't even sure what he hated anymore. Was it humans? Or much more self-directed?

Finally ready to turn to look at his brother, Knives turned to ask what Vash was going on about. Vash knew exactly the things Knives had done. He had been there for them. All of it had been a show for Vash, after all. But all talk is instantly halted when Knives finally daw his brother and there was a black line running down his neck.
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They...

[He started and he could feel his mind finally overpower the drugs. His absolute fury overpowered his apathy. He knew then that all that mattered was that he needed to murder everyone who had touched Vash. How dare they think they can mark his brother. How dare they think they can tame him. He wanted to find everyone who had a hand in that tattoo and rip out their entrails.

He closed the distance between himself and Vash, utterly ignoring the gun or that it could come off as threatening. He only wanted to get a closer look at the mark, to put a hand on Vash's chin and lift it so he can double check that it was really there.
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