[The sensation flutters, faint like a far off echo. Vague, but he had not come so far if not for trusting in things that couldn't be explained yet.
The first sight of red splattered across the floor has his hand to his weapon, drawing it at the ready as the amount increases. He's been around humans enough by now to know the implications of this much injury, pale corpses atop a final vibrant hue, gasping the last colors of their life.
Schwann's eyes lift, and Vakama's gaze meets his, halting his forward motion with his pose on the defensive. Golden eyes narrow at the twisting sensation - the pull of corruption that once again feels too familiar.]
...
Who is it insisting these things to you?
[It's careful, clipped. Unsure if this version of Raven can even see him, let alone consider him something safe in this strange space. The whole thing sounded like a clear request for assassination... possibly more than what was already at Schwann's feet.]
cw: blood - i can't talk after the rollercoaster i put u through man, follow ur dreams
The first sight of red splattered across the floor has his hand to his weapon, drawing it at the ready as the amount increases. He's been around humans enough by now to know the implications of this much injury, pale corpses atop a final vibrant hue, gasping the last colors of their life.
Schwann's eyes lift, and Vakama's gaze meets his, halting his forward motion with his pose on the defensive. Golden eyes narrow at the twisting sensation - the pull of corruption that once again feels too familiar.]
...
Who is it insisting these things to you?
[It's careful, clipped. Unsure if this version of Raven can even see him, let alone consider him something safe in this strange space. The whole thing sounded like a clear request for assassination... possibly more than what was already at Schwann's feet.]