museunboxing | PSL for arkfall

[Mark and Sally who have joined the display do look uneasy as they guard the door and look at Knives. Suddenly questioning the ease of this job they thought they had when they heard it was Vash who was causing trouble. Vash always went along easily once police got involved, but it didn't seem like his twin would be the same.

Vash ducks his head down and looks pretty ashamed of himself.] I'm sorry, brother. I didn't think about that. I should have known better. I won't do it again.

[The man sits back in his chair as if considering the display. He seems completely un-phased by the dangerous man in front of him.] I'm not sure I believe you, Vash. Why do I feel like we might see you back in trouble in another week's time? You always say sorry and yet you always come back.

Yes, but I wasn't here before, was I, Vash? [Knives doesn't even spare the man talking a glance. Instead, he goes up to Vash and reaches out and takes a handful of the black hair under Vash's blond. He isn't tugging painfully, but just enough to show force.

Everything about his exterior presence shows someone in control, someone who is angry but containing it as to not cross the line.

Vash, though, because of their connection, can sense how much this disgusts him, how much remorse is feeling his chest. He hates that feeling, and it's still so fresh and new to him. It aches in a way he can't even process it fully.]

And you will do anything for me, won't you, brother? Because you know what I'm like better than anyone. You know that if you step out of line again, I'll find a nice hole to put you in and we'll test just how immortal the two of us really are.

[That's probably hitting too close to home, but if it's true that these people have information on their past, they'll know why that threat would be effective.]

Get on your knees and prove to me that you'll do better, Vash.

Yes, Knives, that's right. You weren't. [Vash gives a bit of a startled noise as Knives takes hold of his hair. Although it's a real sound and not an act. Not because of the way his head is grabbed, but that surprise feeling of remorse he's getting from his brother.

The man, however smiles, nodding his head and clearly is pleased by Knives's threat. Mark and Sally exchange a nervous glance for Vash. They liked the idiot.

Vash himself isn't so sure that the threat isn't completely empty as he hastily agrees.] Please don't, brother. I won't embarrass you again. Don't lock me away.

[Following orders Vash gets down onto his knees and presses his forehead onto the floor just to take it one step further.] I am so sorry, Knives. I wasn't thinking how what I did could have hurt you. I promise I'll be better next time.

[The man nods and takes out a stamp from his pocket. He places a stamp onto their contract, but says no more. Not wishing to interrupt a dominant taking care of his submissive.]

[This honestly feels like a twisted version of everything that Knives ever wanted and he hates it. He hates the people watching. He hates this world. He hates himself for ever thinking that his brother begging for forgiveness would ever be satisfactory.

The self-loathing mixes with the regret and remorse and makes him feel like the monster everyone believes he is.

He shifts his leg so that his boot is by Vash's face.]

Show me how much better you can do, my dear brother.

[If he couldn't feel the remorse coming off of his brother Vash would think Knives was enjoying this with the way her presents his foot to him.] It's okay, Knives. You're doing great. [He silently encourages his brother as he leans forward and kisses that boot. There is no shame at all coming from Vash. He sees no reason to feel ashamed for doing what he must to survive.] I am sorry. I beg for you to forgive me.

[The man continues to nod.] I think having your brother here will be a good thing for you, Vash. We might finally see some progress with you yet.

[Knives ignores everything that isn't his brother. It's so surreal to have Vash in his head encouraging him, promising him that he's doing a good job. Everything about this feels like a nightmare.]

I can forgive you this time, but now that we're together again I expect more from you.

[Finally, he looks towards the man evaluating him.] Now that our contract is approved, am I able to take him back home? It's been a strange and exhausting day.

Thank you, brother. I understand. [Comes a chastised sounding response from the grovelling Plant.

The man waves away the cops who are more than happy to leave the room.] Yes, of course. As a courtesy we will wave his fine this time. Just remember any more he may get during this time will be your responsibility to see that they're filled.

[Vash will remain on his hands and knees until given permission from Knives to stand again as the man bows slightly and waves towards the exit in a clear; after you gesture.] But I'm thinking now that's not something we will need to expect to be a problem.

Stand up, Vash. [Knives tells his brother once the man gives them permission to leave.

He definitely wants to be out of this room and away from these people, but he won't rush. He has to maintain control.] Let's go.

Yes, sir. [Vash will get up and follow his brother outside. Flashing Mark and Sally a quick smile on the way out.]

I'm surprised you didn't enjoy that. Maybe you have changed a bit.

[Knives doesn't reply, because he's too conflicted with everything he's feeling and he's working to clamp down on it. He even closes off the opening that gave Vash the ability to read his emotions.

It's similar to what he did after Tesla, sealing away the parts of his response that made him vulnerable.]

We can talk about it later.

We still need to get your things and those donuts. And I don't think I can stomach being in public for longer than needed.

[He doesn't even relax once they are outside again and away from the prying eyes of those people.]

[Vash waits until they're a comfortable distance away before speaking out.] Knives, please don't lock me out. [Too many bad memories associated with this feeling. That and it had been a long seven months without any other contact from any other Plant. Vash had sorely missed that connection he had taken for granted until it was taken away.

He would have preferred one of their sister's touch than his brother's, but it was better than none.] What you were feeling before? There was nothing wrong with that regret.

[Knives stopped then and then turned to look at his brother.

After a moment he pried open the connection again, but it felt like he was forcing open a door that had been rusted shut for a hundred years.

He still had that regret weighing in on him. He was angry and frustrated at his own weakness. Furious at the people in there for making him do that, and even angry at Vash for playing along.

That last one, at least, was familiar. Regret and remorse were things that were new and extremely painful, but being angry at Vash or putting protecting others above his own dignity was a feeling he had grown used to.

The problem was that that anger towards his brother was such a tiny fraction of the other emotions swirling inside of him and it was vastly overshadowed by a desire to protect Vash - to ensure no other person could put him through that again.]

Why did you lie to me about being detained?

[As bad as those emotions felt it was so much better to feel them then be shut away from them.

Vash sighs and then a small smile starts to spread across his face.] Because I was thinking you wouldn't find out?

[Knives hands the file over to Vash.] And you were worried that I would find the people who had a hand in your detainment and would slaughter them all for laying a hand on you?

[Vash happily takes the file and tries to casually hold it under his arm. Although what he really wants to do is shred every last piece of information away. He'll burn it later.j Yeah. There was that too. [Suddenly Vash has an idea pop into his head and he apparently changes his mind about not looking at his file. Quickly going through it and checking the paperwork in there. Relief filling him that it didn't give the name of the person who bought him the one time he ended up at the zoo.]

The contract is official now. That means I can't without losing you again.

[His eyes narrow a bit at how Vash checks the file, but he bites his tongue to stop himself from asking.]

[The worst Vash thinks might be listed in here is the arresting officers's names.] Alright then. I might have been arrested a couple times. [A beat.] And I might again in the future.

Yes, well... If you would get arrested for killing everyone in power maybe that would impress me.

Maybe that would impress you? [This is an awful joke and Vash hates it, but it was a joke. Or at least Vash hopes that it was suppose to be a joke.] Only maybe? Then I guess I'm giving up on that plan.

[It is awful, but the kind of awful that makes Knives chuckle. At least it's not the mocking, manic laughter he would have had before, nor the cold cheer that he would put on as a mask when they were younger. It's a genuine chuckle.]

You'd have to utterly topple this disgusting society and replace it with something better to definitely impress me.

[And he's actually teasing, even though there is a part of him that wants them to do such a thing, his tone manages to be light and somewhat playful.]

Alright then I will. I'll just topple it my way is all. [You know. The slow, painful, love and peace sort of way.]

Then I'll just take a nap for the next century while I'm waiting.

[Another joke.

This is kind of nice, being able to poke fun at Vash without it being mean. There's no bite to his words. It's nice not feeling irritated by his brother.]

At least that should keep you out of trouble if you do that. [Vash will lead them to the nearest bakery. Making light jokes and trying to settle down after that tense situation.] Let's get something to eat then go get my stuff. [He'll hold the door open for his brother to enter.]

[Knives feels very out of place in the bakery, but he walks in as Vash holds the door open for him. He doesn't go to the counter without Vash, though, expecting that he'll be the one to order.]

What do you want? [Vash asks as he peers at the selection behind the glass. Looking and checking which one looked the freshest.]

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