Track 002 - Spanish Bells ♪ [ VIDEO; accidental ]
[ Justin finished the task of arranging some rather cumbersome belongings in such a tiny room: namely, a full sized coffin. He’d manage to move what few possessions he had about the room, until these things were arranged in a way which allowed him to move easily about the place.
He recovered his guide after this laborious task, which he had misplaced for a short period of time. The guide was hastily placed upon the lid of the coffin as sleep began to wear down upon him. He unwittingly initiated a video feed with that careless toss; just as he kneeled down to begin his midnight prayers.
Justin’s invocation to Lord Death was rowdy and loud, as usual. The prayers echoed against those bare walls, likely to be heard outside of room. His hand gestures were equally ostentatious; his eyes fixed toward the ceiling above. This pleading to some distant deity went on for a lengthy amount of time… until he rest a hand upon the pendant worn from his neck. His voice lowered while his prayer ended. ]
… Oh, Lord Death, how long must I wait until I am granted a divine message?
[ He looked down and noticed the guide, at first he thought it had broadcast on its own accord. A few moments later, he seemed to realize-- ]
-- This was recording the whole time?
(( Feel free to respond with text or video--not audio though, as he is pretty much deaf to it. Heck, if you feel like breaking into his room, go for an action response! ))
He recovered his guide after this laborious task, which he had misplaced for a short period of time. The guide was hastily placed upon the lid of the coffin as sleep began to wear down upon him. He unwittingly initiated a video feed with that careless toss; just as he kneeled down to begin his midnight prayers.
Justin’s invocation to Lord Death was rowdy and loud, as usual. The prayers echoed against those bare walls, likely to be heard outside of room. His hand gestures were equally ostentatious; his eyes fixed toward the ceiling above. This pleading to some distant deity went on for a lengthy amount of time… until he rest a hand upon the pendant worn from his neck. His voice lowered while his prayer ended. ]
… Oh, Lord Death, how long must I wait until I am granted a divine message?
[ He looked down and noticed the guide, at first he thought it had broadcast on its own accord. A few moments later, he seemed to realize-- ]
-- This was recording the whole time?
(( Feel free to respond with text or video--not audio though, as he is pretty much deaf to it. Heck, if you feel like breaking into his room, go for an action response! ))