Eriks (stampeded) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-07-26 17:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | knives::millions, vash::stampeded |
This is in honor of Civ [active]
Who: Knives and Vash.
What: Brotherly bonding! ... Honest.
When: Early morning.
Where: Room to.. somewhere.
Warnings: Maybe language. Depressing childhoods. Spoilers for Trigun.
The Hotel felt... even odder than it had before. But maybe that was just because of him being away for a week - nothing too drastic could've happened, right? ... Well, if it had, he was bound to find out from Knives.
A dead feeling crawled up his spine at thinking about that, but Vash was resolved to get over it. He hadn't wanted the insight into his brother's psyche, but he could ignore it. He couldn't exactly ignore the claustrophobic feeling he was getting from this whole - pseudo Earth, how nerve-wrecking it was to run into 'barriers' that'd send him right back to the Hotel. He could repress it, sure, and that was the best he could do, but even thus his shoulders were a bit more hunched than usual, a look to his face that he figured must've been similar to that time he'd tried to starve himse--
Right. No thinking about that. It was time to confront things, he'd decided; Knives had to be growing up, looking more like him sooner or later, and it was only fair to both of them to get things on the table, as much as Vash didn't want to do it. So. How was he going to deal with this supposedly intense situation?
He knocked on Knives's door, of course. (... Hadn't he had company? ... Oh well. They could go to the cafeteria or beach or something...)