[He's wholly unprepared for the specifics of what the naming process entails, and this is definitely... a lot more than he would have expected. Still, he's sure the best course of action on his part is to trust that the god knows what he's doing, and wait out the spell to see what will happen.
The character he draws out, '勇', moves through the air toward Shinji upon completion, affixing itself to his throat. At his call, the name activates, swallowing the boy up in light as his form shifts and zips into Dokugakuji's hand.
Upon contact, of course, comes the standard fare of witnessing the shinki's final moments in life. For naming Shinji, the view he's treated to begins with the boy sitting in a nondescript hallway, curled up on himself underneath a set of metal stairs, with only he faintest sounds of panic and gunfire echoing through the space from a great distance. A noise of a gunshot rings out, much, much closer, and followed immediately by the pang of a bullet ricocheting off one of the steps above him. Shinji curls up a little tighter on himself in response, now ducking his head down and burying his face in his arms as three armed soldiers come up upon him, surrounding him and blocking off any chance of escape he might have had.]
We've located the Third Child, [One of them speaks into a walkie-talkie, while his associates set their aim on said child.] Commencing termination.
[With that, a gun is pressed up against Shinji's head, while the boy himself makes no efforts to resist.]
Sorry, kid. Nothing personal.
[Another shot is fired, though a final shot at such close range means any sound heard would be cut off abruptly, and at that, the vision is over.]
Is... that everything?
[It's Shinji's voice that speaks up now, bewildered and a little uncertain if there's more to this that he should still be expecting after all of that fanfare. But, hey, enjoy your brand new weapon (regular person-sized version), Doku!]
no subject
The character he draws out, '勇', moves through the air toward Shinji upon completion, affixing itself to his throat. At his call, the name activates, swallowing the boy up in light as his form shifts and zips into Dokugakuji's hand.
Upon contact, of course, comes the standard fare of witnessing the shinki's final moments in life. For naming Shinji, the view he's treated to begins with the boy sitting in a nondescript hallway, curled up on himself underneath a set of metal stairs, with only he faintest sounds of panic and gunfire echoing through the space from a great distance. A noise of a gunshot rings out, much, much closer, and followed immediately by the pang of a bullet ricocheting off one of the steps above him. Shinji curls up a little tighter on himself in response, now ducking his head down and burying his face in his arms as three armed soldiers come up upon him, surrounding him and blocking off any chance of escape he might have had.]
We've located the Third Child, [One of them speaks into a walkie-talkie, while his associates set their aim on said child.] Commencing termination.
[With that, a gun is pressed up against Shinji's head, while the boy himself makes no efforts to resist.]
Sorry, kid. Nothing personal.
[Another shot is fired, though a final shot at such close range means any sound heard would be cut off abruptly, and at that, the vision is over.]
Is... that everything?
[It's Shinji's voice that speaks up now, bewildered and a little uncertain if there's more to this that he should still be expecting after all of that fanfare. But, hey, enjoy your brand new weapon (regular person-sized version), Doku!]