[Vash jerks his head back away from her nails. He shoots out his left prosthetic arm in great speed, hoping to catch her arm as it sails through the air instead of his neck.]
PERONA! [He's not sure if she would be surprised or not that he knew her name, but he follows what happens on the journals. Even if he doesn't speak. Names and faces is what he's always had a knack for and he's hoping maybe the shock of knowing it may startle her enough to listen.
If he catches her arm he tries to hold her away from him. His left arm isn't real. She can scratch and bite that all she may want, but if she tries to come at him again he'll let it go and avoid her once more.] I don't want to hurt you. [He'll give that arm a squeeze if he has it, because if she forces his hand. He will. She could hurt someone like this.] Please. Please don't do this.
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PERONA! [He's not sure if she would be surprised or not that he knew her name, but he follows what happens on the journals. Even if he doesn't speak. Names and faces is what he's always had a knack for and he's hoping maybe the shock of knowing it may startle her enough to listen.
If he catches her arm he tries to hold her away from him. His left arm isn't real. She can scratch and bite that all she may want, but if she tries to come at him again he'll let it go and avoid her once more.] I don't want to hurt you. [He'll give that arm a squeeze if he has it, because if she forces his hand. He will. She could hurt someone like this.] Please. Please don't do this.