I've been ghosting for so long;; open - storm

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REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Storms were not unusual in the Halls's territory, especially as autumn began to draw to a close. After all, something had to facilitate the amazing amount of growth that had happened all over the many buildings that made up the village. Still, this was one of the worse ones, and Vox found himself glad that he had been near the apartment building organizing some herb patrols when it began to downpour. Even though he didn't have intimate knowledge of the actual medicine behind the herbs, he did know quite a few of them that were useful for medicine, so he had figured it would be helpful to have people go get some more of everything while also keeping an eye out for others. However, it seemed as though that wasn't going to happen today, since Vinny didn't want to send anybody out in weather like this. For now it seemed to be only rain and thunder, but lightning also came with thunder, and he didn't want anyone getting electrocuted or have a tree fall on someone with no one around. A shudder went up the harbinger's spine at the thought, and he heaved a heavy sigh, praying to Bertille that everyone was safe and inside.

It seemed as though one person was missing while he was praying, however, and that was Roman. Vinny was in the middle of staring out the windows of the somewhat sunken building when Roman came into view, the male having more of a panicked look on his face then Vox had ever seen him with. The leader stared for a moment before quickly helping the other inside, being especially careful not to hook his claws into Roman's skin as he pulled him inside. He then looked his arch-templar over carefully, watching as the feline trembled and seemed to continue to panic. A frown curled on his face, flashing a couple of sharp teeth. Lowering himself down a bit so that he and Roman were level, the gat tilted his head to one side before questioning softly, "Ro... Roman? Are y'alright? I've never seen ya like this before... is there anythin' I can do ta help?" He wasn't really due how he could possibly help with Roman's strange panic attack, but he would've felt awful if he didn't at least offer some kind of help, even if he needed to be told what to do. All he could really hope at the moment was that Aslisk didn't come over, since he was sure she would say something awful that would only make Roman feel worse somehow. Emotional support seemed far from the sentinel's wheelhouse, really. It wasn't really in Vinny's wheelhouse either, but... he could try, right?