[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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Bravo!
Ah. And now Wolfwood makes his exit, and Vash turns and heads deeper into the forest]
[to the girl, lightly] Your work here is almost done.
[making sure the journal is open and listening, then, Legato mentally picks up the girl's already-damaged arm and heedlessly yanks it backwards. Harsh and unexpected, to ensure that she won't remain quiet about her situation]
--Getting warmer, Vash.
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Vash...!
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Oh, don't stop now, Vash. You're so close.
[twisting the girl's arm until the tension settles at a precise point in the bone of her upper arm, turning with far more strength than she should have been able to elicit from her muscles on her own, holding it right at the limit of that tension. Threatening.]
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