[In the midst of his chest aching — both the cold air in his lungs and the red hot pain across his flesh — Vash realizes that they may have, potentially, quite possibly, fucked up. Somewhere in the back of his mind he feels something shift, and an even deeper sense of foreboding overcomes up.]
Just - reminding you. Kick my ass after this is all over, yeah?
[He twists at his waist, looking over their shoulders even as he runs. The gun is still in his hands, and he lifts it to fire at a branch. His hope is to crack it through and block their path. In the end, it does little more than rain snow down onto the pursuing hounds.]
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Just - reminding you. Kick my ass after this is all over, yeah?
[He twists at his waist, looking over their shoulders even as he runs. The gun is still in his hands, and he lifts it to fire at a branch. His hope is to crack it through and block their path. In the end, it does little more than rain snow down onto the pursuing hounds.]
Oh come on! [He shouts back to them.]