[The moment the faux noose dissipates, Otto draws in a few deep, heaving breaths. Thank god, for a second there he feared he'd be executed on the spot. Magic is the worst and were it possible, he'd remove it as a factor from this world. -Or was not magic at all? No, it must've been, right? What else would it...?
He shakes his head roughly. Last time medics tried to tend to him, his limbs killed them all. He doesn't care if people die, but he's not about to actively invite a situation like that. He'll just get blamed for that too.]
Shu... Shut up...!
[That's about all he manages to say, his voice hoarse. Still, when he finally lowers his hands, Vigil may notice a very familiar ring around Otto's throat; a slim red bruise, as if he's had a run-in with a certain redheaded Frenchman.]
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He shakes his head roughly. Last time medics tried to tend to him, his limbs killed them all. He doesn't care if people die, but he's not about to actively invite a situation like that. He'll just get blamed for that too.]
Shu... Shut up...!
[That's about all he manages to say, his voice hoarse. Still, when he finally lowers his hands, Vigil may notice a very familiar ring around Otto's throat; a slim red bruise, as if he's had a run-in with a certain redheaded Frenchman.]