[Oh fuck, why did it come to this? Such a stupid, simple thing. Something that anyone anywhere can do, even children can pick up a knife and cut a bite of food for themselves. That's something basic, something in the general survival skills that keep people functional. And he knows how to use knives, he's capable of that sort of basic work. It's not like his hands won't work, that they won't grasp and hold and do what he desires. It's so simple of a motion, and he wants to go through and just do it. Just hold the knife, take the fruit, and cut a piece for himself of that mango that he wants so badly. He's hungry and the handle is in his hands, and it seems easy enough to do.
But Law said no. He'd fucked up so bad that time, when a simple order in play had nearly led to his own death, and if Law hadn't had been there he would have surely bled out. And since then, no blades. Nothing sharp. And it had been a couple of years since he'd so much as held anything sharper than a butter knife.
He wants to do this. He wants to act like any other person, to keep himself in the good graces of his counterpart, because in his presence he's finally starting to realize that he's very much not normal. And he's trembling as he holds the knife, feeling awe and horror in equal measures that such a simple item can cause so much chaos and trouble within him. Fuck, why can't he just do it. Ignore the rules, ignore what was set up for his own safety, it's not like anything will happen if he just cuts a piece of fucking fruit...]
1/2 wow mango leads to tldr
But Law said no. He'd fucked up so bad that time, when a simple order in play had nearly led to his own death, and if Law hadn't had been there he would have surely bled out. And since then, no blades. Nothing sharp. And it had been a couple of years since he'd so much as held anything sharper than a butter knife.
He wants to do this. He wants to act like any other person, to keep himself in the good graces of his counterpart, because in his presence he's finally starting to realize that he's very much not normal. And he's trembling as he holds the knife, feeling awe and horror in equal measures that such a simple item can cause so much chaos and trouble within him. Fuck, why can't he just do it. Ignore the rules, ignore what was set up for his own safety, it's not like anything will happen if he just cuts a piece of fucking fruit...]