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.]
Yeah, okay. [He takes a deep breath and let's it out again slowly.] Here we go then.
[A bit nervously Vash reaches forward. He's never consciously called for his own power before now. It's always been forced from him or triggered in moments of extreme stress. Due to his lack of experience it will take him a little bit to centre his thoughts enough to actually tap into it. Eventually, with another long exhale of breath, a timid stream of energy will begin to move from Vash's core, down his arm, and out to the newly planted flowers.]
[Knives watches him closely. He starts because he promised Vash that he would protect the world around them from his power, but he ends up feeling completely enraptured by the scene.
Vash's power is so incredible and beautiful. Watching Vash work with it reminds him so much of the double - that beautiful, tempting version of his brother who had tasted so nice.
He has tears in his eyes but he doesn't blink them away out of fear that he'll miss a second of this.]
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Good. Fresh water, sunlight, other plants to keep me company. Maybe that's what I want as a retirement.
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And white lilies.
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White lilies, huh? I think that's a great flower.
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Don't even think it...
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No!
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You put the dirt down too, and we'll focus on keeping these children alive.
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You'll be able to see some of that today.
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[A bit nervously Vash reaches forward. He's never consciously called for his own power before now. It's always been forced from him or triggered in moments of extreme stress. Due to his lack of experience it will take him a little bit to centre his thoughts enough to actually tap into it. Eventually, with another long exhale of breath, a timid stream of energy will begin to move from Vash's core, down his arm, and out to the newly planted flowers.]
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Vash's power is so incredible and beautiful. Watching Vash work with it reminds him so much of the double - that beautiful, tempting version of his brother who had tasted so nice.
He has tears in his eyes but he doesn't blink them away out of fear that he'll miss a second of this.]
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