[Vash is about to have a whole experience tonight, isn't he. That's fine with Ain, who wonders if this is gonna awaken something in him, and he's not going to complain if so. Collars are sort of... a bolder statement than most marks of identification could be. Like, a keyring that says "if lost return to The Human Typhoon" is less of a statement. A collar could either be BDSM or slavery. There's rarely a grey zone.
Ain likes the BDSM option—
Anyway. So that they can walk, Ain drops his wings and tucks them against his back again, but not before giving Vash a kiss.]
Okay. Oh, but before we go...
[Ain backs up a step, leans down. Grabs a handful of snow, smiles up at Vash...
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Ain likes the BDSM option—
Anyway. So that they can walk, Ain drops his wings and tucks them against his back again, but not before giving Vash a kiss.]
Okay. Oh, but before we go...
[Ain backs up a step, leans down. Grabs a handful of snow, smiles up at Vash...
Grabs his shirt and dunks the snow down it.
Books it.]
Can you keep up?! Haha!