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Maybe if you try to think about it really, realy hard. Here, I'll help. [He scoops up a bit more dirt with the intention of dumping it onto his brother's head.]
[He can feel his stomach knotting and his heart clenching.] Knives, you--- you didn't, please tell me you didn't go killing them!
Think of what? This? [Yup. He's going for it. Knives better stand up quickly.]
Me?! Have you learned nothing, Knives?! Hurting and killing isn't the right answer! What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?
[Laughing so hard Vash doesn't care if any of it lands on his brother's head at this point.] What? Flowers need soil!
You can't take justice like that in your own hands! Why-- you can't just kill people who do things you don't like! Don't you understand that!?
Plants need water too. Hmm, maybe there's a pond around here I can throw you into.
[She takes a moment to admire his own unique beauty. Where they look a lot a like, the differences drove her curiosity to see just how different they were.
Her hand draws back and very quickly the flogger comes down again, cracking across his back and leaving red lines as she whips him a few more times in quick succession. Across the shoulder, mid back.. lower back. Rip was testing his reactions and ready to move if he reacted badly to being flogged.]
Her hand draws back and very quickly the flogger comes down again, cracking across his back and leaving red lines as she whips him a few more times in quick succession. Across the shoulder, mid back.. lower back. Rip was testing his reactions and ready to move if he reacted badly to being flogged.]
[It takes the second or third kid on the same spot to make him grunt. His eyes close at the way that pain spreads throughout his back. He feels the pain, but it's not worse than other pain he's experienced.
On top of that, it feels pleasant in a way he hadn't expected.]
On top of that, it feels pleasant in a way he hadn't expected.]
[Rip's carefully reading his body language and upon seeing that he was enjoying the pain, she continued on, concentrating several hits across his shoulder to leave more red marks before shifting to strike more against his lower back.
Every hit seems to grow in intensity to see just how far she can push him without drawing blood... yet</>.]
Every hit seems to grow in intensity to see just how far she can push him without drawing blood... yet</>.]
[When she hits a spot that's been hit a couple of times already with a particularly hard smack he jerks slightly. The muscles in his body tense and for a moment he doesn't exactly seem to be the same shape, like the edges of his body morph a bit to try to get away from that pain.
He forces himself to settle.]
Ugh.
[He still doesn't hate it, though.]
He forces himself to settle.]
Ugh.
[He still doesn't hate it, though.]
[She pauses when she sees his body jerk slightly and watches in fascination as his body begins to shift slightly. That was interesting...
She let him get under control before she gently ran the flogger over his shoulders. Teasing red, tender flesh before pulling back and cracking down with her hardest hit yet.]
She let him get under control before she gently ran the flogger over his shoulders. Teasing red, tender flesh before pulling back and cracking down with her hardest hit yet.]
[He turns his head so he can look over at her as she teases him but then the hardest smack comes almost as a surprise and he yelps.
He leans forward and his hands elongate to support him against the ground. He stops himself from forming blades that would be meant to retaliate against an attack and instead closes his eyes and focuses on the strange pleasure that spreads through him.]
One moment... [He grunts, as he gets his limbs back in order.]
He leans forward and his hands elongate to support him against the ground. He stops himself from forming blades that would be meant to retaliate against an attack and instead closes his eyes and focuses on the strange pleasure that spreads through him.]
One moment... [He grunts, as he gets his limbs back in order.]
How many, Knives? How many of them did you kill!?
I'd like to see you try! [He says with a laugh.] But I'll wait to dunk you in until after these are planted.
What do you mean it doesn't matter? You told me you changed, Knives! That you were a different person! Was it really all just a lie!?
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