The Herald returns after the battle has concluded and the Convoy is powering down from the crisis. Jayce will feel the abrupt grab of an overlarge hand at the back of his neck, scruffing him once more to lift away from the door. He's lifted clear off his feet, not that he's in any state to be on them, as the Herald looks him up and down in such a dire state. Bleeding through his clothes, infections boiling over. Jayce is practically falling apart at the seams.
Jayce is carried around and laid to the bed of his truck. Flat. With Viktor stepping over him and looking down with a cant of his head. Best done before any piece can fall off of him. Viktor's regard is as cold as ever, not emotional enough to even be scolding,]
How did it come to this, Jayce? What failure point do you have that we did not predict? You were simply not meant to die before I was.
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The Herald returns after the battle has concluded and the Convoy is powering down from the crisis. Jayce will feel the abrupt grab of an overlarge hand at the back of his neck, scruffing him once more to lift away from the door. He's lifted clear off his feet, not that he's in any state to be on them, as the Herald looks him up and down in such a dire state. Bleeding through his clothes, infections boiling over. Jayce is practically falling apart at the seams.
Jayce is carried around and laid to the bed of his truck. Flat. With Viktor stepping over him and looking down with a cant of his head. Best done before any piece can fall off of him. Viktor's regard is as cold as ever, not emotional enough to even be scolding,]
How did it come to this, Jayce? What failure point do you have that we did not predict? You were simply not meant to die before I was.