[Lucas is quiet through the prayer, recognizing from the many times he has been forced to church here by his drone father that Ciel is a member of the religion practiced in this world. When she impales the corpse on her sword, he half-turns away. And when she sets it aflame, he averts his eyes entirely. Even the briefest glimpse of the dancing flames was enough to bring back to mind the memories of a burning forest and an impaled body.
After a few moments, it is impossible to stand so close to the pungent smoke and the smell of roasting human; Lucas retreats several dozen feet away. He stands silently until the corpse has burned entirely.]
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Date: 2010-11-02 12:33 am (UTC)After a few moments, it is impossible to stand so close to the pungent smoke and the smell of roasting human; Lucas retreats several dozen feet away. He stands silently until the corpse has burned entirely.]