[He closes his eyes, tilts his head back, and just...feels. The low whistle of cold, dank air passing through the prison bars. The creaking wooden planks beneath his body. And the weight of the metal binding them in place. He feels it all as naturally as his own heartbeat. Almost like the world is an extension of his body and his spirit.]
[Vyng takes deep breath, and then another. Suddenly, the chains binding Shiro's wrists together rattle, warp, and snap with precision and the perfect amount of pressure — as if the chains were acting on their own accord, rather than bending to the will of an invisible force. Pieces clatter to the ground. And although there are still some metal cuffs attached to Shiro's wrists, he finally has the freedom of movement to fight back.]
There.
[Vyng's wincing, as if instinctively bracing for some consequence. One second, two seconds, three second, and...nothing? He cracks an eye open, then cracks a grin at his cellmate.]
Wow. That went pretty well, actually.
[Said in mild disbelief, as if he half-expected their attempt to bite them in the ass.]
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[He closes his eyes, tilts his head back, and just...feels. The low whistle of cold, dank air passing through the prison bars. The creaking wooden planks beneath his body. And the weight of the metal binding them in place. He feels it all as naturally as his own heartbeat. Almost like the world is an extension of his body and his spirit.]
[Vyng takes deep breath, and then another. Suddenly, the chains binding Shiro's wrists together rattle, warp, and snap with precision and the perfect amount of pressure — as if the chains were acting on their own accord, rather than bending to the will of an invisible force. Pieces clatter to the ground. And although there are still some metal cuffs attached to Shiro's wrists, he finally has the freedom of movement to fight back.]
There.
[Vyng's wincing, as if instinctively bracing for some consequence. One second, two seconds, three second, and...nothing? He cracks an eye open, then cracks a grin at his cellmate.]
Wow. That went pretty well, actually.
[Said in mild disbelief, as if he half-expected their attempt to bite them in the ass.]
How're you doing? You're free now, right?