trailofblood | (no subject)

Is that what you think? 'Cause that stupid fake smile is a pain to look at.

[ That's two-for-two, now.

He really doesn't feel like arguing about it right at this moment. ]

... Sorry.

[just. back to pacing. this is the shittiest thing to have to wait for ever]

[ Okay, but after a few more minutes pass and the vines start to do their super lovely lashing routine, is that actually any better ]

[NOT REALLY NO]

Spikey-!

[idc if i knew this was coming, immediately going for those vines. not that he's able to pull them off of course, thanks echoes]

Idiot! Stop!

[ He's too busy being impaled to really see that the vines aren't injuring Wolfwood, too, but it's a PRETTY SAFE ASSUMPTION TO MAKE ]

[yeah sorry not really gonna spend time dissuading him from that assumption right now]

Damn it. . . damn!

[but he does stop when it become clear that there's no pulling it off, which. yeah that was kind of a given really]

[ Yes, good, thank you. He'll pretend you stopped because he told you to. Let him have this dying wish.

In the meantime there doesn't seem to be any finishing move, just a whole lot of stabbing and slowly bleeding. UMMM... ]

[there's probably more internal bleeding than external, THIS IS A SHITTY SLOW WAY TO KILL SOMEONE??]

You gotta be shittin' me. . .

[ He spares a thought for the prosthetic, mostly because having to replace it would be a pain in the ass.

But yeah.

The rest of him ain't making a fuss, or even a sound, aside from some less-than-clean breathing. Go do something else, Wolfwood, jfc ]

[there's not exactly anywhere else to go!!]

[and just staring, because. what is he supposed to do, just turn his back while he quietly suffers like an idiot and wait for him to eventually stop breathing. holy hell]

[no. this isn't gonna fly. going to pick up that quill]

[ The movement catches his eye, and he tracks Wolfwood's progress, though it's a sluggish and not entirely focused effort. Actually speaking turns out to be harder still. ]

Wolfwood - ...?

[he hesitates there a moment before he comes over with the quill and takes hold of his shoulder- not in any kind of gesture so much as to hold him steady]

Lettin' them do this to you is bullshit. I'll make it quick.

[ YOU STUPID ASSHOLE

He tries to get an arm up to stop him, but, y'know - can't. ]

Don't you dare!

Shut up. We can argue over it all you want when this is over.

[still holding his shoulder, he moves behind him to reach around and pull the quill across his throat in a swift, clean cut]

[ Congratulations, Wolfwood, if this were Gunsmoke you'd be a billionaire now. ]

[wouldn't that be great, he could give it to the orphanage and they could live happily ever after up until knives massacres the world's population]

[annnd once the deed is done he's going to take this moment of privacy with vash's corpse to have a brief breakdown. fuck shit fuck what did I do should I really have done that]

[no nope doesn't matter it doesn't change anything haha it was was your fault anyway you let this happen hahahaha]

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