voice. → video.
[ there's a thud and rustle of pages, some scuffling, the familiar sound of darkness monsters-- and then a horrific, bloodthirsty roar, followed quickly by the shrieking of monsters--
and crunch. something spatters, squishes, cracks and breaks apart.
a voice, low and old and inhuman, a huge voice, echoing all around. ]
It has been so long.
[ quiet footsteps approach, the gait almost.. casual, and the video flickers on just as a hand grasps the journal, lifting it. an eye flashes past, wide and dark-- beautiful. gold swirls in the dark gaze like something living. --it's gone just as quickly, though, and the video feed fixes on a boy's face, a small young man still in his teens. revealing only the lower half of the face, the mouth and chin, the throat and shoulders, it's clear that he has shoulder-length black hair, and is wearing a crimson cloak around narrow shoulders.
behind him, large black feathers swirl. he takes a breath, lips parting briefly.. ]
Vincent.
[ and the feed cuts. ]
[ ooc; set an hour or two after sirens! ]
and crunch. something spatters, squishes, cracks and breaks apart.
a voice, low and old and inhuman, a huge voice, echoing all around. ]
It has been so long.
[ quiet footsteps approach, the gait almost.. casual, and the video flickers on just as a hand grasps the journal, lifting it. an eye flashes past, wide and dark-- beautiful. gold swirls in the dark gaze like something living. --it's gone just as quickly, though, and the video feed fixes on a boy's face, a small young man still in his teens. revealing only the lower half of the face, the mouth and chin, the throat and shoulders, it's clear that he has shoulder-length black hair, and is wearing a crimson cloak around narrow shoulders.
behind him, large black feathers swirl. he takes a breath, lips parting briefly.. ]
Vincent.
[ and the feed cuts. ]
[ ooc; set an hour or two after sirens! ]