I know, but... your blood, your DNA, anything like that someone could try to use for their own research. I don't want that to be true for him, but some of the crew were doing research secretly.
[He waves a hand dismissively. DON'T THINK ABOUT THE SCIENTISTS. His expression softens.]
It's strange that in particular would... just appear after he was gone from the video...
I suppose I've allowed scientists to run experiments using my DNA makeup already, but Vash... [ Massages his temples. SCIENTISTS. Knives doesn't know enough about old crew temperament if they're insane or what. ] He'd be a fool.
[ And he is one. Knives is tired, but the attitude is WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES and I WILL LET YOU MAKE YOUR MISTAKES AND YOU'LL SEE. ]
... At first, I had thought his body turned into a flower, but realized soon after that would be ridiculous.
[ Doesn't realize this outs him as having a breakdown on the other side. ]
Also yeah, you are outing yourself, idiod. Viktor is actually quiet for a long moment. He looks like he is deciding if he wants to say what he wants to say...
Well, if he dies he dies.]
You're hurting. Aren't you? [His expression is understanding, not judgmental.] Being separated and not knowing what has happened to him, or how to get him back.
That's okay, you know. I think, no matter what I don't know or understand about you two... that Vash is the same. That he is also hurting, but pretends he isn't. We care about him, too.
I know you think I'm only a stupid human, but I believe in your dream. I believe... there is a perfect world out there for both of you, together. I think that's possible. But... there has to be compromise. From him as well as you. You have to be careful not to hurt him in your pursuit of that perfect dream, or it'll crumble around you.
I don't want... to see you or Lucien...
[He shakes his head.]
I want you to be reunited, but I don't want to see either of you hurt for it. Okay?
[ Knives noticeably tenses at the question. How can he be hurting? All Viktor is saying, it must be nonsense. ]
All I've ever seen humans do is hurt us and yet he chooses to love you all the same. I'm sure these honeyed words would have him before your feet... He's blinded by what we once had.
[ The space changes to that of a spaceship and in the hallway walks a woman holding the hands of familiar twins. But honestly, isn't Knives the same? He dreams of the time they were together, without her, even though deep down he had too once loved their guardian.
It has all been replaced with fear and jealousy. ]
I need not your sympathy or lectures. Keep your sights on Lucien [ and not him ] and bringing my brother to me.
He still has some protests for that, but he keeps them to himself for now. Can't argue with a brick wall. It reminds him of Lucien. Being foolish for love.
His head turns to watch the woman and the twins. It looks like it should be happy.]
Did she ever hurt either of you?
[Just curious. Surely Knives has experienced kindness from at least one human...?]
[Yikes. This one-sided account from Knives surely isn't missing any details.
He looks at the void near his feet, then glances at Knives.]
Your trust.
[He gets it. Singed did the same to him with Rio.]
I'm sure, no matter how he feels about humans, that all still hurts him. Maybe it hurts more... knowing it upsets him, but he still cares about them somehow.
[Look, he is stupid, but he isn't completely stupid.]
If we help you with Vash, are you... just going to kill us all anyway?
Also, Knives did not say NO technically. Great. Knives is gonna try to kill them or leave them behind to the flesh ship, and Vash is gonna have to try to martyr.]
[ Knives is a fickle creature... He can never admit an end to his hateful crusade. ]
You can leave on your own.
[ He's going to change his dream to the golden room again so he can play the stupid piano despite hating humans and human creations. It's the same score, but not a duet. There's no bright or vibrant undercurrent... The song, while complete, also sounds incomplete. ]
[Knives is so damn stupid!!!!!! The golden room comes back, and Viktor absolutely doesn't leave, so if Knives is annoyed, he'll have to kick him out.
But he at least doesn't talk to or bother Knives. He is too busy standing and looking at the room and listening. He's not musically inclined, but there is a strange interwoven understanding of the movement between music and math?
The song doesn't sound complete. It's heavier, too, darker. Viktor thinks that tracks.
...
Hm.]
Sorry-- Um, actually would you... be willing to teach me a few staffs of the song? [Thoughtfully rubs his chin.] For Vash.
I wonder if it will... help him remember what happened.
[ Numbers can always be involved in art... Whether it's composition in music, paintings, or poetry. There's a pause in the song, though he sifts through chords softly. With a pedal step, they're muffled into a haunting echo. ]
I would be surprised if he still played. More surprised if it jogged his memory at all, if he's also suffering the same as the other senior officers.
[ But he sighs and stands up. Viktor can take the stool because of course Knives wouldn't accept sitting next to a human something something. He will teach him a part and not get into time signatures and notes. It's about playing by ear to momentum. ]
[Well, he was going to stand, but now he guesses he'll have to suffer Knives tutelage and sit. There's some hesitation at first because it feels like he is encroaching too much on a specific space not allowed... but he really needs a few notes to use on Vash and have it fail.
He doesn't mind the details. It's better he just learns the motions and the sound. If he wakes up, who knows if he'll still be able to play it.]
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I know, but... your blood, your DNA, anything like that someone could try to use for their own research. I don't want that to be true for him, but some of the crew were doing research secretly.
[He waves a hand dismissively. DON'T THINK ABOUT THE SCIENTISTS. His expression softens.]
It's strange that in particular would... just appear after he was gone from the video...
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I suppose I've allowed scientists to run experiments using my DNA makeup already, but Vash... [ Massages his temples. SCIENTISTS. Knives doesn't know enough about old crew temperament if they're insane or what. ] He'd be a fool.
[ And he is one. Knives is tired, but the attitude is WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES and I WILL LET YOU MAKE YOUR MISTAKES AND YOU'LL SEE. ]
... At first, I had thought his body turned into a flower, but realized soon after that would be ridiculous.
[ Doesn't realize this outs him as having a breakdown on the other side. ]
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Also yeah, you are outing yourself, idiod. Viktor is actually quiet for a long moment. He looks like he is deciding if he wants to say what he wants to say...
Well, if he dies he dies.]
You're hurting. Aren't you? [His expression is understanding, not judgmental.] Being separated and not knowing what has happened to him, or how to get him back.
That's okay, you know. I think, no matter what I don't know or understand about you two... that Vash is the same. That he is also hurting, but pretends he isn't. We care about him, too.
I know you think I'm only a stupid human, but I believe in your dream. I believe... there is a perfect world out there for both of you, together. I think that's possible. But... there has to be compromise. From him as well as you. You have to be careful not to hurt him in your pursuit of that perfect dream, or it'll crumble around you.
I don't want... to see you or Lucien...
[He shakes his head.]
I want you to be reunited, but I don't want to see either of you hurt for it. Okay?
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All I've ever seen humans do is hurt us and yet he chooses to love you all the same. I'm sure these honeyed words would have him before your feet... He's blinded by what we once had.
[ The space changes to that of a spaceship and in the hallway walks a woman holding the hands of familiar twins. But honestly, isn't Knives the same? He dreams of the time they were together, without her, even though deep down he had too once loved their guardian.
It has all been replaced with fear and jealousy. ]
I need not your sympathy or lectures. Keep your sights on Lucien [ and not him ] and bringing my brother to me.
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He still has some protests for that, but he keeps them to himself for now. Can't argue with a brick wall. It reminds him of Lucien. Being foolish for love.
His head turns to watch the woman and the twins. It looks like it should be happy.]
Did she ever hurt either of you?
[Just curious. Surely Knives has experienced kindness from at least one human...?]
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[ That is apparently bad enough. Surroundings go dark. They're just in a void now. ]
I wonder if kindness can erase seeing our older sister kept in separate containers, in pieces.
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He looks at the void near his feet, then glances at Knives.]
Your trust.
[He gets it. Singed did the same to him with Rio.]
I'm sure, no matter how he feels about humans, that all still hurts him. Maybe it hurts more... knowing it upsets him, but he still cares about them somehow.
[Look, he is stupid, but he isn't completely stupid.]
If we help you with Vash, are you... just going to kill us all anyway?
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Whatever happens, I'm sure Vash will defend you all. [ Which is annoying. ] I've grown tired.
[ So maybe a good thing. ]
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Also, Knives did not say NO technically. Great. Knives is gonna try to kill them or leave them behind to the flesh ship, and Vash is gonna have to try to martyr.]
You can send me back... Thanks for your help.
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You can leave on your own.
[ He's going to change his dream to the golden room again so he can play the stupid piano despite hating humans and human creations. It's the same score, but not a duet. There's no bright or vibrant undercurrent... The song, while complete, also sounds incomplete. ]
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But he at least doesn't talk to or bother Knives. He is too busy standing and looking at the room and listening. He's not musically inclined, but there is a strange interwoven understanding of the movement between music and math?
The song doesn't sound complete. It's heavier, too, darker. Viktor thinks that tracks.
...
Hm.]
Sorry-- Um, actually would you... be willing to teach me a few staffs of the song? [Thoughtfully rubs his chin.] For Vash.
I wonder if it will... help him remember what happened.
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I would be surprised if he still played. More surprised if it jogged his memory at all, if he's also suffering the same as the other senior officers.
[ But it also isn't a no. ]
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It's worth a shot? What do we have to lose except him not remembering? We'll just figure something else out.
But I think it has a chance of working.
[Viktor will just have to dream up a piano room is all.]
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It's a worthless endeavor...
[ But he sighs and stands up. Viktor can take the stool because of course Knives wouldn't accept sitting next to a human something something. He will teach him a part and not get into time signatures and notes. It's about playing by ear to momentum. ]
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[Well, he was going to stand, but now he guesses he'll have to suffer Knives tutelage and sit. There's some hesitation at first because it feels like he is encroaching too much on a specific space not allowed... but he really needs a few notes to use on Vash and have it fail.
He doesn't mind the details. It's better he just learns the motions and the sound. If he wakes up, who knows if he'll still be able to play it.]