museunboxing | PSL for arkfall

[The man seems startled by Knives's reaction to something he felt was perfectly normal. Vash wastes no time putting his own hand on Knives wrists. Squeezing much like Knives was doing to his possible victim.] Knives, stop! It's fine!

[By then the man has had time to recover a bit more and narrows his eyes at Knives.] I suggest you listen to your brother. Or am I going to have to report the both of you?

[Vash wants to scream at the idiot not to make this situation worse, but he knows doing that won't help.] Our stop is next anyway, Knives. It's. Fine.

[Their stop was not the next stop.]

Report me? [Knives asks, then he laughs in a manic sort of way. Everything he says next has a note of mirth in it that doesn't match his words at all. His voice is low, meant only for this man, but somehow that doesn't take away from the threat. He may as well have been screaming.] Report me? For not wanting trash to be near me or my brother?

If you had wanted him to move, you should have asked me. If you had wanted to touch him, you should have asked me. If you wanted to even breathe the same air as him, you should have first begged for my permission first.

And you think you're going to report me? How easily do you think you can do that if I rip out your fucking tongue?

You must be new. [Such a frustrating number of LIES subjects lately.] Let me give you some adv--

Don't make me shoot you, brother. [Vash's voice cuts through with much more authority then what the Dom possess. Clear and full of held back anger.] You try to harm this man and I will. Do you know what this place would do to a submissive that harms a dominant? [He turns a cold eye towards his brother to make sure he understands how serious he was right now.] And I'll let them do any punishment they see fit. We're not officially contracted yet. If I brake the law now to stop you then I'll likely be sold to someone. Is that what you want, Knives? See me sold to someone else?

[Vash knows it's a dangerous gamble. He's either heaving more fuel to the fire by mentioning what could happen to him here in this world, but he's hoping that Knives's apparent care over his well being will stay his brother's hand.] So let this man's arm go before things get that far.

[Vash's threat is effective, though it's clear that he cares less about being shoot right now and more about the idea that Vash would be sold off. He lets go of the man and glares at him before looking at Vash.]

Do what you want. [He says, and then moves to sit back down. They'll be at their stop soon, but he imagines this man doesn't want to sit next to him after that display.]

[Vash apologies to the man and stands to give him his seat. It's clear that the man doesn't want to sit next to Knives, but he also doesn't want to look weak in front of the crowded train. He sits down and grumbles as Vash goes to kneel with the other group of submissives.

He smiles, laughs, and tries to crack a joke once he gets to the group, but he keeps a close eye on his brother and that man. Muscles tense and ready to react as he starts to kneel down. Seeing how his brother will react.]

[Knives goes back to looking out of the window like he had been before but now it's with an expression as if he's smiling something disgusting.

When they do get to their stop he stands and gives the man sitting next to him a dangerous 'move, trash' to get by him without touching him before making his way to get off of the bus. He waits for Vash once his feet are on cement, expecting him to catch up.]

[As the vehicle moves off Vash let's out a huge sigh. Glad that they made it out with no blood shed.] You know, you're going to have to get use to things like that. It's going to happen again.

I thought once we were contracted this world would consider you mine, and others would not be allowed to offend me that way.

It will help. [Vash won't lie about that.] But it's not going to completely change things. [He just hopes that Knives doesn't eventually think about how his position will allow him to hold power over some humans here.] People won't know I'm contracted to you just by looking at us.

Isn't it common here for siblings to contract with each other?

It's common, but it's not a guarantee. [Vash will start walking in the direction they need to go in. He also decides to change the topic if Knives let's him.] Did you see the girl with cat ears? She's wasn't human. Do you think she would be your type?

Or... what if maybe she was a man?

[Ugh. Gross. That's right, they have to talk about this stuff eventually.]

I think I would prefer someone less... cute.

Less cute? Really? Alright then. I'll look for someone less cute.

[A beat.] So ah... any other preferences?

[Knives pauses for a moment so he can really think about this. His face is squished up as he tries to sort out what he would desire.

After a long moment, he sighs and then shrugs.]

When I think about the type of person who would wish to bed me, all I can think about is Bluesummers and that thought makes me want to vomit.

LEGATO?! [Vash's voice is shrill and sudden in his screeching.] That psychopath?! Think of something else! Vomiting it not something you want during sex.

Or, well, I would hope it's not!

Edited (Opps phone posted a bit too soon) 2019-05-30 03:56 (UTC)

[Knives's eyebrow twitches.]

Did he ever give you the impression that he wouldn't do whatever he could to please me?

I'm not a complete idiot. I know if he were here, he would offer himself to me.

But... [He narrows his eyes.] No. I'm not sure you would understand this.

Oh no. He's ah, alluded to some things to me before. [He's spent the last few months basically at Legato's mercy after all.] I'm just surprised he was the first thing to come to your mind when I asked what you would want considering how poorly you've treated the poor asshole. [Vash can find someone to be both a horrid person and feel bad for them at the same time.]

Try me. I might understand. Unless you're about to say that only the screams of innocents as they die is the only thing that gets you excited.

[Knives narrows his eyes and considers telling Vash that he doesn't even know what it would feel like to be turned on, but he isn't sure that helps.

Instead, he settles on explaining himself to Vash. It's not that he would just vomit because Legato is a human - though that is still the case - there's just so much more to it.]

When I first met Bluesummers, he was in a compound that belonged to some of the most disgusting types of humans. Humans who looked at a pretty, blue-haired boy and considered him a plaything.

I slaughtered all of them and would have killed him as well, but he used his abilities to protect himself. He was a sore, bruised, naked, violated little boy who didn't even have a name, but he stopped me.

After, he followed me out of the wreckage of that place, still utterly exposed except for the chains on his limbs. He remained that way until I clothed him. He only has a name because I gave it to him.

If I were to use him in such a way, what makes that action different than the men who used him when he was a child? If I use anyone here, what makes doing so different than the people who put together a culture that would see you as inferior? [His entire identity is based on being better than humans. He can’t simply begin to act as they would.]

That's the thought that makes me want to vomit. I wouldn't become so base and disgusting.

Edited 2019-05-30 13:07 (UTC)

[Vash expression softens considerably. He still hated Legato, but he had no idea that he had gone through all that at such a young age. It was like being stuck in Duplicity, but worse and as a kid.]

And you really thought I wouldn't understand feeling that way?

I thought that you wouldn’t understand me feeling such a way. Or that you would misinterpret it as sympathy. This isn’t about feeling sorry for that fucking brat. It’s about me. The type of being I am.

I can't lie. I will say I'm surprised. [And he sighs.] Although I was kind of hoping it was sympathy. [Vash isn't completely convinced that it's not.]

[Knives seems to consider Vash carefully then.]

That's so like you. This is the man you just called a psychopath, who tried to kill you without permission, and is helping me keep you trapped in a cell back home - a cell, I might add, that you do not escape from for eight months. I'm not sure if you know that part. [He probably shouldn't say that so flippantly, but he's not to best at realizing when he's being an asshole.]

And you want me to feel sorry for him.

[...] Eight months? [It's not so much his life that was spent trapped. It was how much damage Knives would have done in that length of time.] I don't get out for eight months. [What would be left to save by then? He hadn't wanted to ask about how long he was trapped for because he didn't want to think about this.] H- how did I get away from Legato?

The babysitter I sent to bring you to me turns traitor and breaks you out.

The baby-- Wolfwood! [Finally Vash actually looks and is happy for the first time since seeing his brother. Deep down he knew if anyone could survive Knives's genocide it was his friend, but it was so much relief hearing it as fact.] I knew he had to still be alive. [He didn't think anyone would be foolish enough to take on the ark so he laughs a bit lightly. Touched knowing that he wasn't as alone back home as he had thought for awhile.] Heh. Gotta admit. He's a really good babysitter.

[Question is now Knives. Do you want to crush that happiness he's just clung to?]

PSL for arkfall

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