[he'd been 'good' long enough, and it's left a bad taste in his mouth. The acid tang of failure and disappointment and restlessness. So... he is hardly surprised when he finds himself snatching mentally at a stray presence on the edge of town and drawing them to him. It was nearly an accident, really. An instinctual reaction. One that he won't be
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Legato... what are you doing?
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[fidgeting, almost, with his new toy. Pushing one little arm, testing where resistance begins to turn into pain]
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[twisting further--slowly, slowly]
Now that you're back to normal, I want to know how those idealistic hopes of yours turned out.
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I am very patient, Vash. I can wait until you are ready to talk.
[and by 'wait' he of course means something much different. This word is accented by a much quicker twist of an arm, as if someone is standing behind her, wrenching it up behind her back]
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Tell me, Vash. Did you see Rem? Did you save her this time?
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...You seemed so sure.
[bending the girl's arm further with a jerk, until he can feel the nerves and tendons pull and scream like over-tightened violin string]
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I was wrong. I couldn't save her. [Is that what you wanted to hear Legato!?]
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Mm... that's a shame.
I tried to inform you of the details of what happened. I figured it would be a little easier coming from a friend.
[oh right, you didn't want to believe your beloved brother could have done such a thing]
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Right now her most focused though was 'why?']
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