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PET PERSON MEME

>> premise

Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a concientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be.

The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapien. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed.

Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human.

So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?

As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
All pet types are best suited for certain jobs, and when hunting for one, it is best to search for a type that suits your needs best.
However, a "True Match" - when a pet person bonds with you and only you for the rest of their natural lives - comes naturally, and sometimes takes time before you can find the pet you will be able to give a forever home to.
According to all current research, pet people are completely sentient and like us in many ways. However, it is important to remember that they have many animalistic and feral characteristics. Do not be foolish and think that your pet is a person, despite the facts that many are clothed and may be allowed to read, write, and have "hobbies." Some traditional pet owners may eschew these frivolities, and that is within their right.
Pet people age more quickly than humans, at least physically, and many types have long lifespans. It is not uncommon for pets to be passed through the family. When getting your child their first pet, it's important to keep in mind that just because the pup is tiny now, a grown pet can be jumpy around a small child.
It is important to train a pet. Discipline will be necessary. This does not make you a bad owner. Failure to train early will result in a rebellious pet. Training is especially important if you want your pet to serve as a household servant.
Remember, your pet will be extremely protective of you, especially if you are Truly Bonded. It is best to socialize them early. A socialized pet is a perfect family pet.
These days, unowned and unbonded pet people are allowed to live as strays or "Frees" in certain designated areas. Some even hold "jobs." This is against their best interest, and owners who adopt these strays are to be rewarded. Still, the best place to get pets are from liscenced kennels or breeders.
Some masters find it beneficial to participate in activities with their pets, such as shows and other competitions.
Finally, much has been made about the sexual relationship between pet and master. This is a normal facet of the bond, and humans are sure to find pet people sexually alluring. But beyond that, it is only responsible and prudent for owners to care for their pet's needs. It is a well-known fact that the libidos of pet people are remarkably strong, and when they go into heat, it is usually more convenient for a master to relieve them. There is no risk of pregnancy. All rumors of hybrids are urban legends.
Despite this, masters must remember to not view their pets as romantic partners. Humans should stay with humans.

With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master!

>> how to play

Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies.

So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon.

Rules

Comment with your character and say whether they'd be a master or a pet. Ideally, they could be played as both. Mention what kind of each they'd be and what they'd be like, (ie: "Xx-chan is a bunny girl who is happy to please her master" or "Asterothia is a cat boy who is aloof but loyal to his true master"). For pets, be sure to include features ("wolf ears, tail, teeth).

REMEMBER, pet does not automatically equal submissive and master automatically equal dominant. This is not a BDSM setting though BDSM can be included. How far you want to go with the actual "pet" aspect is up to you, as well. Your pet could just be your slightly-furry roommate or soulmate!
Comment to others.
Play out the scene.

>> prompts

This by no means an all-inclusive list, but it should get you going in the right direction.

First Time Pet/Owner: Usually, pets are gotten at a young age; you're an old dog. Can you learn new tricks?
True Bond: What all masters and pets yearn for...the pet's loyalty and adoration for life.
Love: It's expected for masters to love their pets, but to love them? Romance is strictly forbidden.
Old "Couple": Master and pet have grown together and know each other. You know, know each other.
Loss of Master: The pet has lost their master, perhaps even their True Bond. Is it possible to move on?
Young Master/Older Pet: Pets age quicker than masters, so it's possible to end up with a bit of an "age" difference.
Family Pet: This pet's been raised as part of the family. What happens when their feelings for a family member get more than platonic.
For Your Protection: You don't want to be a master, but you have to take in a pet for their protection lest they be in danger from the general public.
Stray: You're a stray or a "Free." Can you live like this with your biology screaming for you to make a match?
Servant: You're more servant than pet.
All Sex, All the Time: The only purpose for this pet is to service the master, and not in a way that means cleaning their house.
Guard: You're a loyal bodyguard, a service pet. You'll do anything for your master. Anything.
Pet Play: This is for those who prefer to keep their animals on leashes, have them eat from bowls, and keep away from clothing.
Breaking In: Training is important with any pet.
In Love with Another Master...or Pet: To lust after another's master is no better than treason, and to wish to be with another pet just cruel!
Punishment: Bad dog, no nookie!
Heat: All pets go into heat, and it's the responsibility of the owner to take care of this problem. After all, unchecked dry humping kills thousands every year.
Breeding: Breeders know the best qualities in each type and mate the cream of the crop together to continue lines. It's a hobby for some, a calling for others.
Territorial: Hey, hey, other dog person! This is your apartment. Stay the fuck out!
Kennel: Kennels are where unadopted pets are kept. They're generally agreed to be depressing places. Why not volunteer at one, keeping the pets healthy and happy with the kind of affection only humans can show?
Rebelling Against the System: Damn the Man! Pet people are people, too! Just be careful not to get talk. You know what happens to bad pets.
Instant Attraction: You ever just look at someone and know they're the one? That they're...your master? But what if you've been trying to fight it? Well, don't try!
Dominant Pet: You might be the pet, but you call the shots, at least in the bedroom.
Pet Show: Everyone wants to show off how perfect their animal is. Look at that ass! And you'll never believe their special skills...
Therapeutic: Pets, especially those bred for their kindliness, are perfect therapy for those who've been through trauma and heartache.
Jealousy: Who's that around your master? Oh, hell no. They better not be touching them!
Petting: Pet people are absolutely gaga for being touched. Even the most steely ones turn to mush for rubs.
Games: Playing with your pet and giving them exercise is a key to happiness. Of course, with a pet person, you might want to use other toys instead of a ball.

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Chassis damage on the bicep. The metal is melted... did it overheat again? Dynamo, commence—

[Add, at least, spares Vash a glance as he talks, quirks a brow, and then immediately looks down at what he's working on. You know. Raven's arm. That he's been told to not upgrade god this sucks. The six drones around him hover, likely Dynamo by the way they beep and wait for a command.]

What, did Ain kick it finally, so you feel the need to bug me?

[sorry he's just like this, but at least Raven is a lot friendlier, reaching out with a leg to pull a metal chair forward. Vash may or may not have noticed it yesterday, but Raven is not a normal cat; he is, in fact, a snow leopard, and if asked nicely, maybe he'll do the tail-in-mouth thing they're known for. If you ask real nice.]

Good morning, Vash. Did you sleep well?

Edited (that burnt orange needed more orange and less burnt okay) 2023-07-12 05:58 (UTC)

[Vash respectfully asks that you do not joke about Ain dying because he WILL cry-

Vash just stands there for a moment (that...was a very familiar sort of response in a way he can't immediately place) until Raven pulls a chair up for him, prompting him to pace in a small circle (like a dog about to sit on a bed) before he sits down.

Please hold your tail in your mouth for him Raven, that will probably ALSO make him cry-]

Me? Oh yeah, just fine! I think Dachie was on my face at one point...

[He chuckles good naturedly, reaching back to rub the back of his neck.]

Sorry, I hope I'm not bothering you guys or anything...

[The catboys are very occupied right now please try again later— or rather, Add is, for obvious reasons. They answer Vash's question at the same time:]

You are.

No, it's alright.

[...]

...my arm has been overheating more recently, so it has to be repaired. Add and Eve are the only ones who know how to do it. [Though Add is often not his first choice for arm repairs due to how... overzealous he gets about robotics, but it's fine. It's not that he doesn't trust the guy, but at the same time, working with Add has a 40% chance of getting a random upgrade to this arm that Very Much is attached to him.] I'll be here for a while as a result, if you wanted to talk about anything. I'm surprised you're awake this early, after the journey Ain said you went on.

[ADD...

Vash sits back in his chair, his one hand folded politely in his lap as he focuses on Raven- the nicer of the two u_u- for the time being.]

I wake up early, usually. I'd just been more...tired than usual while we were traveling.

[Raven doesn't need to know he slept like a brick because Ain fucked him too hard-]

And really, Ain did more work than I did. He carried me while flying for several days...it's no wonder he got sick like he did.

That sounds like him.

[It's just a blunt, matter-of-fact statement, and Raven half-smiles and looks off into the distance at some precariously-balanced tower of parts. Then, he shakes his head, like yeah... Ain is just like this. He does that.]

Tch, that ass. [Mutter mutter, something about the chassis again, then:] He won't quit being stupid until he's dead, so if he's your idiot now, I suggest keeping an eye on him.

He's a lot stronger than he looks, [Raven says, both in a way that's referring to physical strength, but also his general inability to die.] Between us... I don't think he actually knows how to live unless he's living for others. Maybe that's not my place, though.

[Oh yes, it's safe to say that at this point, Ain is Vash's idiot now. Though, what Raven says does give him pause...

It explains the way Ain has acted up until now. Hell, even since they first met, he was like this. His blaise attitude towards things probably seems annoying and inconvenient to most, but if you look underneath the surface you realize that there's a reason for it all. It's all Ain knows.

Vash looks down at his hand, his fingers flexing against his knee.]

No...I think you're right. I guess he's always been like that, huh...?

Six years of friendship later and I still can't name any hobbies he has other than singing and flowers. He lost his whole religious edge when he made his third hobby "men".

[Raven actually snorts at that. When Add's distracted, he'll just talk, no filter, but of course he has to point out—]

Oh, so you do consider him a friend. We've been worried about that, you know. Are you and I also friends?

[Add mutters something about "I didn't say that" under his breath and keeps working. He's allergic to the F word, you see.

But more seriously...]

He used to be very unemotional and selfish, when we were all younger. Otherwise, he didn't have a personality outside of what everyone else wanted to do. I'm sure you've parsed that he doesn't necessarily care for anything other than his friends — and you. The entire world could be destroyed, but as long as he had all of us, [pointed, as amber eyes settle on Vash, you're included in that,] in the end, he'd be fine.

Meanwhile, the rest of us would be lamenting the loss of technological advancements and history...

[okay you fucking nerd]

[Vash kindof just...stares at both Raven and Add, here, looking at them with concern etched into his features. He can feel the nails of his hand digging into his knee the longer Raven goes on.

The entire world could be destroyed, but as long as he had all of us...in the end, he'd be fine.

That's. Familiar.

Familiar in a good or bad way, though....remains to be seen.]

I do think he could...worry about himself more, but...I can see where he's coming from.

[Oh, trust him, he sure as hell can.]

...I asked him myself a while ago, but I wanted to ask you too. Is there any particular reason he left, you think? I mean, if all of that is true...why would he ever go anywhere else?

[Vash asks that, and even though Raven's and Add's eyes don't meet — Raven is looking at Vash and Add is obviously lasered in on the heavy, military-grade arm laying across his table right now — the Group Braincell says the same thing. "You don't actually know Ain at all, do you?" Neither of them want to say it — Add is particularly awful at emotional conversations himself, and Raven tends to be a rather private person — so there's a brief moment of silence, with Raven pursing his lips in a thoughtful hum as he tries to think about the topic and fill the void.

The fact that Vash doesn't know Ain isn't so much a fault of either of them so much as it is that Ain tends to make his core personality "I love my friends" and find very few interests from there. He doesn't care much for food, has said it himself, though he does prefer sweets — he would sooner wish to God to be someone who doesn't need to eat to live, though, because food is not very important to him. Not that he has a bad relationship with it, he's just Like That in general. He doesn't seem to care about the clothes he wears, except for liking that one bright shade of verdigris a whole lot. His hair ribbon wasn't something he was super attached to, but he gave it to Vash and liked it better there anyway.

At his core, he's a bird. He likes shiny and pretty things. He likes flowers and singing, and he likes people. People fascinate him. He wants to play and have fun, but beyond that, there's extremely little he cares for. Ain is simply a religiously-traumatized bird who doesn't know who he is, doesn't know what existence is, and the one thing he knows is that his heart belongs to his friends and that, somehow, he really, really fell head-over-heels for Vash.

For what little it's worth, Raven eventually comes up with a somewhat-answer to the question.]

I don't think any of us know, but... He has the tendency to wander off. If he's upset, he walks away. If he's confused about something, he walks away. If he's bored, he walks away. I'm sure you've seen it at some point. Sometimes, he just gets distracted and leaves. This time... he said he was going on "an adventure". Elsword offered to go with him, but he said no.

[Which is weird, for Ain, not that Vash has any awareness of that.]

That bastard freaked everyone out when he didn't come back for a week. We assumed he was going topside to fuck around, not completely bail. Luckily, he's easy to track with Dynamo, and I was able to confirm— [oops the stalking charge. Add clears his throat.] —he was fine. Just doing whatever shit he gets up to. Left his damn dog behind with Harnier, too, so he was planning to be gone for a while.

And it's not as though he can write, since we can't have couriers coming down here, so we just had to hope he was alive and wonder if he'd show up again one day.

[No shade, they're absolutely right to think that. Vash doesn't know Ain, just as much as Ain really doesn't know Vash either. Neither of them have been together long enough to really know what the other is about entirely, but that doesn't mean they love each other any less. Both of their situations are complicated. Vash isn't human, and neither is Ain. Vash grew up having to be taught the way of the world while feeling like he both did and didn't belong. Meanwhile, Ain has never been on the same level as humans, yet is as fascinated with them and their lives as Vash tends to be. They're as similar as they are completely different.

Vash listens like he's being given insider information about Ain, genuinely curious as to what the answer might be, and honestly? It...makes sense, for what he knows about the bird. He will simply wander off if the mood strikes him. If he's curious about something, he'll go check it out. If he's determined to get something done, he'll go do it.

It leaves Vash feeling...equal parts worried, and also guilty for being someone who acts similarly, but for different reasons. How, often, Vash would vacate a city, or leave someone he cared about, just for the purpose of keeping them safe. Ain has never been exempt in that regard, even if he's not sure how he'd handle such an idea now. But it does make him wonder.

Would Ain...leave? If there came a time where he got upset enough, or even bored...?

Vash realizing in just a few words that maybe he should talk...to Ain...more......but how to even bring up a subject like this. It feels impossible, never mind inappropriate. He doesn't want Ain to think he'd ever accuse him of anything, either.

It is like 8 am and Vash has so many thoughts suddenly.]

I'm...not sure how long he was gone before we found each other, to be honest. I had recently left the last settlement I was at, and I was traveling alone. We just sort of...bumped into each other. He never really went anywhere after that.

[...]

I'm glad he ended up coming back here, though. I'm not sure he would have, if I hadn't broken my arm.

[Ouch with that last thing, don't just say that they all held out hope that Ain would come back because something-something friends always return to each other. Raven is good at not showing emotion on his face, though he does look away at that and frown; Add, meanwhile, manages a fully-offended scoff like he's been burned by the warm metal his hands are currently pressed up against. There's the sound of something being screwed or perhaps drilled to fill the silence, and only when the din of mechanical apparatuses dies down does anyone bother to speak again.]

...well, [oof dude,] it was probably about a year now, I think.

[So maybe Vash is right in saying "Ain might not have returned". Someone with a more positive outlook on life, like Elsword or Chung or Rena, would disagree with that sentiment. Sometimes people need to strike out on their own for a year and come back when they're ready. Raven has a passively-negative outlook on things like that, where unless he's encouraged to think otherwise, he might be inclined to agree with the negative simply because he's had people in his life disappear and never come back for one reason or another. Add... Add has an incredibly, incredibly fearful side to him, where abandonment at all makes him itch, because he sees it as a personal failing on his part. It's never made any sense why, and it wouldn't have been his fault, but now the seed is planted and the roots spread and it burns.

Briefly, he fumbles with the tool he's holding, cusses, and bends down to pick it up.]

How long ago did you meet him, exactly. [It's not said like a question, but it is one.] You own him, don't you? And yet you didn't know he tends to run off.

[Genuinely, Vash didn't mean to imply anything. It really just came out without him thinking about it, but the moment Add scoffs, he realizes he's made a mistake. Even if what he said might be true...he wishes he hadn't said it.]

I- ...I'm sorry. I didn't mean-

[He starts, but he cuts himself off when Add interjects and speaks up himself.

Vash chews on the inside of his lip, looking down into his lap. Somehow, he gets the feeling this question is slightly backhanded, intentional or not. What do you know about Ain...

Nothing.]

I don't own anyone. [He says softly, mostly because that is one idea he never quite could get behind. It doesn't matter if they've slotted into the usual Pet-Owner relationship, Ain is still his own person. Vash isn't going to wrest that from him.] I...I've known him for four months.

The collar, asshole, I'm talking about the—

Add.

[The cat's ears swivel and flatten, and his tail lashes behind him, but he throws himself back into his work immediately, breathing out heavily through his nose.

Raven, at least, manages to look apologetic, offering Vash a thin smile as he shuffles in his chair. The heavy, mechanical arm on the table doesn't move with the rest of him; he's careful to keep it still.]

Sorry, Vash. We're his friends, so it's hard to hear that you're unsure if he would have come back to see us. [Raven's voice is patient, unwavering.] If Ain has "settled down", so to speak, that's good for him, and for you. I'm glad we got to meet you, genuinely.

[Though Vash fails at keeping the tension out of his shoulders, his expression remains appropriately apologetiic in its own right. It bothers him too, not knowing exactly what Ain might do at any given time, as much as knowing that he really doesn't know anything about the person he claims to love. He'd be fidgeting with his hands right now if he had both of them, but instead he just sits there, looking back at both Add and Raven like a sad puppy.]

I know. I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry. I know he cares about all of you an awful lot...he talked about you all the time. He would never just leave and not come back. I meant more that...he's always seemed really curious about everything- [Like Vash] -so there's a lot still he wants to explore, I'm sure...

[But then, they'd also talked about "one day", settling down, getting a house somewhere...it's all very contradicting to think about both ideas being able to coexist. In the end, Vash realizes that he doesn't know for sure, one way or the other. It's not something he can think about seriously either way, not when the idea of actually settling down isn't one they can entertain.

Not that anyone here would know that...or know why.]

But he insisted that we come here. So...here we are.

[N'yaww, Raven's heart is warm. So Ain IS still stupidly soft for everyone... good, it's good. That makes him feel better, at least.]

It has something to do with his upbringing, I'm sure. I don't know too much about it, granted, but he's said that his prior owner was heavily against him doing things outside of her scope of control.

[Ain was a rebellious child, an emotionless teenager, and now is very teasing and playful and sometimes, he says things that really hurt people, but doesn't seem aware of why. He, at least, grew a personality, from that sixteen-year-old who completely shut off and didn't seem to ever exist.]

Here's a small hint about him, though. He likes to be taken care of. I'm sure you've figured that out, but he will pretend to be sick or injured for attention. Trust me.

[Raven will then be treated to Vash mentally going back through all the times Ain asked to be carried...]

I don't think he's pretending right now......is he?

[...no, he's pretty sure Ain is like, ACTUALLY sick.

Though there have been other times...]

Unlikely. Dynamo clocked his temperature at around 37 degrees Celsius last night. Hard to fake a fever that high, even if he was doing something insane like chugging hot soup to make everyone think it was worse.

[But that would have been impossible at the time, because he was eating Chinese food and vibing.

Also Add has not explained Dynamo and is just talking like Vash would understand that his drones are That.]

...flex your fingers. [It takes Raven a genuine second to realise he's the one being spoken to, hi, sorry. It's also maybe not apt to call the clawlike appendages on his arm fingers, but hey, he'll take it.] Movement seems normal. Neurological connections optimal...

...

Hey, human.

[Back to Vash!]

As much as the Queen has your situation handled, I want to know anyway: Does your arm overheat?

[Yeah, no, Vash has no idea what Add is talking about really. He's smart enough to make an educated guess though, and more or less understands that in some way or another, they've all been monitoring Ain's condition periodically since yesterday, which includes taking his temperature. So no, that's not something he could have faked at all...he's definitely sick, and Vash has no qualms letting him stay in bed to rest right now.

He glances up when the topic is abruptly turned back towards him, and for a moment his mouth works soundlessly.]

My arm?

[He's been without it for not quite a full day, yet its absence is plenty palpable. He's learned to adapt to doing things without it, but having it has become as natural as having both of his arms again. He turns his head to look at the place where his arm would have been, the sleeve of his jacket still pulled back and out of the way.]

No, it doesn't. It can malfunction, electrically...the nerves, I mean.

[He remembers how it was when he got here, his hand twitching uncontrollably due to misfiring synapses and connections not quite syncing up.]

But it doesn't...have any special capabilities or anything. It's not a weapon.

[His arm is not a gun, at least not yet-]

Mm. [Add purses his lips, focusing momentarily on something else, before turning Raven's arm over on the table. With his palm facing up, something like a thermal vent that could also possibly be a gun is visible there.] I thought it didn't look military-grade. If it did overheat, a cooling module can be installed, and it normally fixes the issue.

[Normally. Raven is not so lucky.]

Who made it?

[and Can he talk to them about robots—]

[When asked about who made his arm, Vash’s expression softens. He looks aside, his gaze briefly distant like he’s looking at something far away.]

A human named Bradd. He’s very knowledgeable when it comes to engineering…I wouldn’t have the arm at all if it weren’t for him and his team.

[Though honestly, the people of ship three owe Vash. It’s the least they could do, really.]

It’s usually very durable. It takes a lot of force to crack it like that…but it got struck in a weak point, I’m guessing.

[Bullets, man.]

[Add is squinting suspiciously at the way Vash says "a human", like, is this a sign. Is Vash some secret animal they don't know. Maybe he's a scaleless, tailless lizard. Suspicious. Very suspicious indeed... He could be a naked mole rat.......

Anyway, little does Vash know, Add was asking because he wanted to know if he'd recognize the guy's name — if he was a famous engineer or something — and he doesn't, so he nods in acknowledgement and sets about removing a thin, melted plate off of Raven's arm near the inner wrist.]

I get it. The chassis on mine is reinforced, but it still melts slightly under extreme heat. I've had issues with it malfunctioning before, but it has yet to break on me entirely. That said... I guess the overheating is painful, since it burns me.

[Raven is totally oblivious to Add's suspicion that Vash is a mole rat. He's just talking. They're sharing arm stories.]

[I mean. Add is right, he’s not HUMAN…he’s just not an animal either-

Also there’s the question of why he and Ain would make things worse for themselves by pretending to be a human/pet couple but DETAILS

Vash, of course, has no idea he’s sparked some kind of insane conspiracy in Add’s brain as Raven talks about his arm, Vash’s expression turning sympathetic when he talks about how the overheating parts cause him pain.]

Are you okay, Raven? [He asks, like :c] If you’re burned, you probably need medical attention too…

[Vash is a naked mole rat sorry he's not taking this back.]

I'm alright, [he confirms with a soft smile,] it was easily-fixed. Laby— oh, you haven't met Laby.

[She's a kid and they didn't bring her to last night's dinner because all of them got the collective sense that they would be having Adult Conversations, which turned out to be true when Ain's escapades were brought up.]

Regardless, she's only a child, but she has healing magic like Ain does. Thank you, though.

[Everything this man says is so genuine, Add needs to be more like Raven is honestly—]

Magic…

[Vash echoes, sounding enraptured just by the word.]

I’ve never encountered as much magic as I have since meeting you all. I’m way more familiar with science and technology.

[Which is hysterical given how weird and sci-fi his own latent powers are but go off I guess-]

I’m glad though. Having healers must be invaluable down here.

I can't do it either. There are replacements for it if you know who to ask.

[Replacements being: Those armoured bits of him, yes, hello, these allow him to punch lightning. It's very cool he recommends trying it.]

There's a reason a lot of people here have it. Makes things easier, both in defense and in keeping the place running.

[That, and pets aren't allowed to have it in the first place. But Vash knows that. Anyone with a brain who lives in society knows that.]

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