[ Seeing Jabberwock take to the air hadn't concerned Vincent too greatly (at least, it wasn't so embarrassing to watch as it chasing it tail)-- until he notice a shadow enveloping the ground around him, rapidly growing in size.
Fffffuuuuck.
When he looks up, his features distort with dread. Thus begins a mad scramble to run away, but stomping throw snow hardly makes that an easy task, nor a graceful one. He ends up slipping, and hitting the ground hard and oh god, he's going to die?! ]
iyaa, master kisses
Fffffuuuuck.
When he looks up, his features distort with dread. Thus begins a mad scramble to run away, but stomping throw snow hardly makes that an easy task, nor a graceful one. He ends up slipping, and hitting the ground hard and oh god, he's going to die?! ]
Young MASTER--
[ GODDAMN IT HELP ]