[When Vicious wakes, sure enough, Kronid does not immediately follow. He's still snared in the narrative of his nightmare, in that warped world of burning trees and bloody snow.
A perfect opportunity, surely - and the very, very old crucifix now held in the Shade's claws is the reward for taking the chance and following the directions. It's tarnished, some of the detail eroded by time, but still it's unmistakable. It's the same cross. The same one the robed figure had been wearing.
And, no less, roughly the size and shape of the scar on the former vampire's chest.
V has been careful not to wake Kronid, it's true - but all the same, his murmuration is met by a soft, dark, low voice from behind, nearly right over his left shoulder.]
You would be with company, if you are.
[He was already awake.
Even without looking backward, there's an edge to his tone, a razor-sharp growl in his punctuation that makes one thing abundantly clear:
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Date: 2023-04-03 01:44 am (UTC)A perfect opportunity, surely - and the very, very old crucifix now held in the Shade's claws is the reward for taking the chance and following the directions. It's tarnished, some of the detail eroded by time, but still it's unmistakable. It's the same cross. The same one the robed figure had been wearing.
And, no less, roughly the size and shape of the scar on the former vampire's chest.
V has been careful not to wake Kronid, it's true - but all the same, his murmuration is met by a soft, dark, low voice from behind, nearly right over his left shoulder.]
You would be with company, if you are.
[He was already awake.
Even without looking backward, there's an edge to his tone, a razor-sharp growl in his punctuation that makes one thing abundantly clear:
He is not smiling.]