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.]
[At first Vash misses the look in his brother's eyes. Too enraptured by what he was doing. Shocked by how... nice this actually felt. That burning heat, the maddening rush, and throbbing pain that he had grown accustomed to how his abilities worked was completely gone and replaced with a warm, tingling, and intoxicating feeling instead. What a difference it made when he simply let go and resonated with his power rather than fight against it. It this what Knives felt? Is this why he had such a hard time talking his brother from using their natural abilities.
For the first time in a very long time Vash feels like he might understand his brother that little bit more.
The flow of energy becomes a bit more confident by the minute. Now Vash can see the flowers perking up thanks to his touch.] Whoa... [Vash the Stampede is currently at a loss for words.]
It-- it is. [He's almost reluctant when it comes time to pull back his energy. The new flowers clearly having enough energy now to thrive but it felt so good it was hard to want to stop.] I always knew our power could be used to help, but I hadn't realized how good it would feel.
[Vash feels a bit bad. He didn't mean to make this into something that might upset his brother. Not on their birthday.] Yeah, well... [He trails off for a moment. There was no way he could deny that Knives was a major reason why he was so nervous about using his own abilities.] ...you're helping to fix that now, right? That's the important thing now.
[Knives feels guilty on his own without knowing that his guilt makes Vash feel guilty. For now, he also wants to focus on positives. They've already fought once today.]
I do like doing this on my own terms. [He admits with a laugh. Rubbing at the back of his head.] I might have to start doing this with my plants at home too.
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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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For the first time in a very long time Vash feels like he might understand his brother that little bit more.
The flow of energy becomes a bit more confident by the minute. Now Vash can see the flowers perking up thanks to his touch.] Whoa... [Vash the Stampede is currently at a loss for words.]
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He worries that his touch will bring back terrible memories surrounding their powers.
He feels one of those tears fall and wipes it away quickly.]
I know. It's wonderful, isn't it?
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I'm sorry I ruined this for you.
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I want to, but we need to do this on your terms.
I'm glad you wanted to learn to grow things.
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