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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:15:31 GMT -5
*Her face brightened.
"Really?"
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:17:30 GMT -5
"Why not? It's not as if I'm really affiliated with Hell, anyway. I don't think it'd hurt either of us."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:18:01 GMT -5
*She smiled.*
"I'd like that."
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:20:05 GMT -5
"Okay. Let's try and conjure up... A rock."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:22:23 GMT -5
*She screwed up her face very hard, but only managed to get some rock dust on the bedspread. She glared at it.*
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:23:15 GMT -5
"Maybe you're not focusing hard enough?"
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:23:43 GMT -5
*She sighed.*
"I'm not good at focusing anyway."
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:25:23 GMT -5
"No, no, just try. Focus all your energy on making that rock."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:27:26 GMT -5
*She tried again, focusing everything she was on making the rock. Her face turned bright red but eventually on the bedspread there appeared a piece of quartz, clear as crystal and reflecting the light. She opened one eye, as if to check, then the other, and beamed.*
"I did it!" *She exclaimed, pointing.*
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:28:53 GMT -5
"You did! Now want to try something else to see if it'll work again?"
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:31:53 GMT -5
*Her wings were fluttering excitedly and making some wind.*
"Okay!"
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:37:44 GMT -5
He laughed at her enthusiasm. "Okay. Your choice, this time."
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 7, 2008 23:50:50 GMT -5
"Ummmm..." *She bit her lip.* "Oh! I've got it!"
*She concentrated very hard and suddenly there was a comb on the bed. She beamed and began preening her wings, swinging one up on her lap so she could do so. Down came off onto the bed as she brushed through, and even one pearly white feather, almost iridescent.*
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Post by Adam Young on Jun 7, 2008 23:53:03 GMT -5
Adam picked the feather up and turned it over in his hands. The light reflecting off of it made it shine a whole rainbow of colors.
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Post by Ezriel on Jun 8, 2008 15:23:38 GMT -5
*As she strained her wing to reach part of the back of it, Ezriel didn't realize that some of the feathers at the very tip were in Adam's face like some white, heavenly feather duster. She hummed absently.*
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