Hmm. [Don't just say "hmm"!!! But that's exactly what he's doing, and moving on.] I guess I'm just a little surprised you're with them. You don't seem like someone who likes being jerked around.
[Dahut already told him why Callisto is here, but he wants to see if the response is the same--how obvious he is about it.]
[He is correct about this.... Luke doesn't know the extent of it, but he does, at least, very much believe him to be highly capable. He doesn't necessarily know how Knives would do it if Vash is fucking DEAD but it's fine]
Wouldn't it be funny if he just vanished right now like WELL BYE. But no--he decides against playing dumb, since he has a feeling Knives wouldn't believe him. WOULD HE BELIEVE HIM EVEN IF IT WAS TRUE... UNCLEAR...
[ The serrated whips slither in the air like snakes, extending them well beyond human comprehension. They circle wide around Luke, outlining the room in their path. ]
So many of you are proposing some kind of collaboration... For social creatures, I wonder if any of you talk to each other.
Unfortunately Luke is kind of a normie, so this is still weird as fuck--but at least he remembers it from their spar, and between that and his agent training, he manages to hold his ground and stay steady.]
I can't talk to the others. I'm dead. [And HER-MES turned Dahut Italian] If you say no, that's fine. But I don't like leaving my bases uncovered.
[More specifically, he thinks there's no guarantee that whatever's fucking with the living won't extend to the senior crew--and they can't risk losing any tethers to the other side that they have.]
[ Knives is dramatic and you know that. Luke can better see the way the blades are curved, each edge and crook sharp. He would have made a great sushi chef.
He looks unimpressed. ]
But you can talk among your fellow dead, from the pieces I connected. [ Sometimes each person that visits him unfortunately gives him enough. ] I've agreed to collaborate with your group as long as it brings him back.
Unfortunate that all of these have been dreams, but I'm bound to remember soon.
[I wish Luke was less responsible so he could tell Knives to consider becoming a sushi chef
But that's g...ood...? news? Kind of? He really did mostly come here to assess the situation, but if Callisto has already agreed to help, then he's not going to fuck things up by overcomplicating it. So he nods, lowering his hands.]
So you know, Luke, my mood could have been worse today. I planned to let you go without trouble.
[ He has been tame in recent visit(s). ]
But I do have to remind you—and everyone down there—to know where you stand.
[ I'm not going to detail it, but Knvies does just skewer Luke on a serrated extension, running him through for a couple of seconds, then sashimis him so fine that he is but blood splattering everywhere. ]
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He's coinflipping killing Luke so he can just enjoy his dream. It's not even because he's MAD or full of HATRED, he's just annoyed. Let him SLEEP. ]
If the logic doesn't make sense, then what is the obvious conclusion here? Use your brain.
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Hmm. [Don't just say "hmm"!!! But that's exactly what he's doing, and moving on.] I guess I'm just a little surprised you're with them. You don't seem like someone who likes being jerked around.
[Dahut already told him why Callisto is here, but he wants to see if the response is the same--how obvious he is about it.]
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[ It is exactly the same. He doesn't care to hide it because he's confident none of them can stop him from getting what he wants. ]
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Are the rest of the senior crew helping you?
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[ Luke has asked enough questions here. ]
You've met my brother.
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Wouldn't it be funny if he just vanished right now like WELL BYE. But no--he decides against playing dumb, since he has a feeling Knives wouldn't believe him. WOULD HE BELIEVE HIM EVEN IF IT WAS TRUE... UNCLEAR...
Instead, genuinely:]
I can't help you right now.
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Then why are you here?
[ Maybe it's good to start explaining what you mean. The bladed extensions are coming out. ]
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WELL he will lift his hands placatingly, even though the actual energy behind it is not genuinely the vibes of backing down.]
A trade offer. [Meme voice except srs] Help us figure out what's going on, and I'll see what we can do for you on our end.
[DIDN'T DAHUT TELL HIM NOT TO TELL KNIVES WHERE VASH IS well listen he isn't promising anything right now]
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So many of you are proposing some kind of collaboration... For social creatures, I wonder if any of you talk to each other.
[ He finds it annoying. ]
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Unfortunately Luke is kind of a normie, so this is still weird as fuck--but at least he remembers it from their spar, and between that and his agent training, he manages to hold his ground and stay steady.]
I can't talk to the others. I'm dead. [And HER-MES turned Dahut Italian] If you say no, that's fine. But I don't like leaving my bases uncovered.
[More specifically, he thinks there's no guarantee that whatever's fucking with the living won't extend to the senior crew--and they can't risk losing any tethers to the other side that they have.]
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He looks unimpressed. ]
But you can talk among your fellow dead, from the pieces I connected. [ Sometimes each person that visits him unfortunately gives him enough. ] I've agreed to collaborate with your group as long as it brings him back.
Unfortunate that all of these have been dreams, but I'm bound to remember soon.
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But that's g...ood...? news? Kind of? He really did mostly come here to assess the situation, but if Callisto has already agreed to help, then he's not going to fuck things up by overcomplicating it. So he nods, lowering his hands.]
Okay. Thank you.
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[ Knives seems impatient. ]
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[FREE YOURSELF FROM THIS THREAD IT'S BEEN SO LONG]
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[ He has been tame in recent visit(s). ]
But I do have to remind you—and everyone down there—to know where you stand.
[ I'm not going to detail it, but Knvies does just skewer Luke on a serrated extension, running him through for a couple of seconds, then sashimis him so fine that he is but blood splattering everywhere. ]