[Carlos had made them promise to let this happen. Carlos had made them promise, but Junpei hadn't thought about what the fuck was going on when the ritual started. If it weren't for Beck, he would have jumped straight into the fray the moment Carlos started melting but he feels her grab his arms and he can only stand by and watch.
Granted, staring at the circle means seeing the weird-ass warping and he immediately gags as the dizzying sensation hits and combines with the already present mild hangover. He folds like a weakly built house of cards, stumbling backwards when the cycle is complete and watching everyone pile out.
He's quiet for a second, staring at the circle before he looks back at Beck, features pale and openly horrified.]
...we need to go. [The only reason he says it like that is because he can't even think of where to go. Please help.]
W0, SUNDAY POST-EXECUTION
Granted, staring at the circle means seeing the weird-ass warping and he immediately gags as the dizzying sensation hits and combines with the already present mild hangover. He folds like a weakly built house of cards, stumbling backwards when the cycle is complete and watching everyone pile out.
He's quiet for a second, staring at the circle before he looks back at Beck, features pale and openly horrified.]
...we need to go. [The only reason he says it like that is because he can't even think of where to go. Please help.]