[The music swells, and so does the turbulence in Wolfwood's heart. The last thing he remembers is just barely stopping the landship, so he lacks the context of what will most certainly be yet to come...which means his mind starts making up scenarios- worries, fears- that echo off Arturia's words.
Vash, being successfully captured by Knives. Livio, shooting himself to be freed of the Eye's control over him. And Wolfwood himself, forced to endure the torture of making sure none of the cult members defect, making sure that this fucked-up organization keeps running so that one day, Knives will successfully destroy it all.
And it will be his fault. He will have helped in this, all to save the orphanage and those few he has left.
Wolfwood's forehead presses against the rug on the floor as he sucks in a pained breath, tears coursing hotly down his cheeks. He's sobbing, now, even as a fantasy briefly dances across his vision, of him simply entering the facility and killing each and every person inside. Conrad, Legato, even Knives himself, an impossibility on top of an impossibility, but what sweet, sweet revenge would something like that be?]
cw: suicide ment
Vash, being successfully captured by Knives. Livio, shooting himself to be freed of the Eye's control over him. And Wolfwood himself, forced to endure the torture of making sure none of the cult members defect, making sure that this fucked-up organization keeps running so that one day, Knives will successfully destroy it all.
And it will be his fault. He will have helped in this, all to save the orphanage and those few he has left.
Wolfwood's forehead presses against the rug on the floor as he sucks in a pained breath, tears coursing hotly down his cheeks. He's sobbing, now, even as a fantasy briefly dances across his vision, of him simply entering the facility and killing each and every person inside. Conrad, Legato, even Knives himself, an impossibility on top of an impossibility, but what sweet, sweet revenge would something like that be?]