We... can make wings. [He really shouldn't be surprised. The last Knives that visited Luceti could make literal knives and then there was the angel arm. He'd just rather not focus on those things so instead Vash follows along with Knives's demonstration of the wing. Feeling the muscle hidden in his wings. Although he makes a face when Knives tells him to run again.]
Fine. Just don't throw things at me anymore. [Partly because it won't work anymore. Or well, you won't hit him now that he knows it's coming. No matter how good Knives's arm is, it's nothing like out dancing bullets flying at your feet.
Vash sets himself up, eying off the land once again, and takes off. He jumps just about the right spot. Possibly hesitating just a moment to make sure nothing was about to be thrown at his feet before launching himself into the sky.
He gets good distance, already being a remarkably good jumper. He tries to pay good attention to what his wings try to tell him. The feel of the wind against him. Rushing through his hair and new feathers. It feels amazing. When he feels the arch of his jump reaching it's very peek his flaps his wings, wanting more height to get higher and higher!]
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Fine. Just don't throw things at me anymore. [Partly because it won't work anymore. Or well, you won't hit him now that he knows it's coming. No matter how good Knives's arm is, it's nothing like out dancing bullets flying at your feet.
Vash sets himself up, eying off the land once again, and takes off. He jumps just about the right spot. Possibly hesitating just a moment to make sure nothing was about to be thrown at his feet before launching himself into the sky.
He gets good distance, already being a remarkably good jumper. He tries to pay good attention to what his wings try to tell him. The feel of the wind against him. Rushing through his hair and new feathers. It feels amazing. When he feels the arch of his jump reaching it's very peek his flaps his wings, wanting more height to get higher and higher!]