Despite the fact that Viktor is pleading with his team to get on with it, he doesn't make it easy. He gives a few more aborted thrashes, but they're all futile now that everyone is holding him down. The forced stillness seems to get through to him, at least a little, though his arm under Alucard's grasp tries to reach for one of the scalpels, as if he wants to cut the runes himself.
All of that is prevented before he can even begin. Jayce takes the lead--as he should--and all Viktor can really do is wait and let it happen. He does his best to focus on his partner, bent over him, and the strong hands holding him down, squeezing his eyes shut against the interference of the Hexcore.
He knows what's next, of course, and he braces himself for it. Viktor doesn't have much room to move, but he shifts his hand slightly, grasping at Alucard's forearm, giving him permission to take the next step.
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All of that is prevented before he can even begin. Jayce takes the lead--as he should--and all Viktor can really do is wait and let it happen. He does his best to focus on his partner, bent over him, and the strong hands holding him down, squeezing his eyes shut against the interference of the Hexcore.
He knows what's next, of course, and he braces himself for it. Viktor doesn't have much room to move, but he shifts his hand slightly, grasping at Alucard's forearm, giving him permission to take the next step.