[center][h1][b][color=orange]Vincent Ryder[/color][/b][/h1]
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When Erik slammed on the brakes, Vincent lost his grip and flew over the front of the van. He landed on the ground and rolled into a sitting position as Erik and Akaia got out, talking about explosions, which he could vaguely remember hearing during his mad dash toward the van. He stood and stretched as Erik gave Renee his warning, then followed the revenant and Sidhe as they made their way to a smoking ruin. As he walked, he found himself thinking back to what Erik had told Akaia, about how he could protect Vincent from Poppy. At first, Vincent thought he was exaggerating, but as he thought about it, he broke out in a cold sweat. Poppy was the medic. Sure, medics healed people, but they also knew how to hurt them. There wasn't much Vincent was afraid of, but he quickly realized that an angry medic should be part of that exclusive club. [color=orange][i]Well, it's too late to worry about that,[/i][/color] he thought. [color=orange][i]You passed the point of no return when you slipped under the door. Deal with the fallout later.[/i][/color]

Vincent took a slow look around. He wasn't much of an expert on anything that didn't involve cooking or punching, but even he could tell the scorch marks were fresh. The smoke that still billowed from the gaps were a decent hint, too. He was wondering whether a Lost or another revenant were responsible when Erik told him to yell. Vincent grinned and said, [color=orange]"Sure thing, boss."[/color]

He faced farther into the ruins and drew in a deep breath. He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled at the top of his lungs, [color=orange]"WHOEVER'S OUT THERE, COME ON OUT! IF YOU MAKE ME COME AFTER YOU, I PROMISE IT WON'T BE PLEASANT!!"[/color]