[Vincent and his collection of makeshift paper-candles drop quietly to the floor, albeit a little slower than he would have liked. the energy of their situation has completely captured him, but with movements like this his body is swift to remind him that it's not even close to having completely recovered.
he takes a moment to settle himself as if he were sitting in an actual shrine, moving on instinct before he can really correct the mistake. well, whatever. might as well lend some semblance of reverence to this whole thing.
the lighter flicks on with a practiced motion, casting eerie shadows across both teens' faces. Vincent smiles, somewhere between ironic and challenging. time to take the last step in this bad idea.]
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he takes a moment to settle himself as if he were sitting in an actual shrine, moving on instinct before he can really correct the mistake. well, whatever. might as well lend some semblance of reverence to this whole thing.
the lighter flicks on with a practiced motion, casting eerie shadows across both teens' faces. Vincent smiles, somewhere between ironic and challenging. time to take the last step in this bad idea.]
Whenever you're ready.