[ he says, after having gone on a journey to do with rich friends and a plan coming together, only to realise that his conversation partner has arrived at a whole other destination, ]
because I left my smelling salts back at the Gallows. That woulda been embarrassing.
[ But he makes a face, anyway, about having not so successfully dodged the actual 'show' moment of the show and tell. Still. He lazily sets about loosening the ties of his shirt, unwilling to straighten up out of his recline.
Doesn't matter, the whole cat is out of the bag and running wild. No need for you, lingering apprehension, get out of here. ]
Honestly, it's a miracle you never asked me to take off my shirt before now. Please keep your hands to yourself, our HR department is an honour system.
[ And once the shirt is opened low enough, he holds fabric aside. Given he hasn't spoken very much about what it actually is, what it's doing in his chest, it might be a little jarring to be confronted with a whole device apparently lodged deep where muscle and bone is supposed to be -- and we don't ask questions around the feasibility of that situation -- rather than something simply resting atop.
It glows a steady blue, very lyrium-y, light trapped in finely worked crystal under which are hazy patterns of some geometric structure that might hold the core he'd described, or contribute in some way to the enchantment -- it's hard to say, without taking the thing apart. ]
no subject
[ he says, after having gone on a journey to do with rich friends and a plan coming together, only to realise that his conversation partner has arrived at a whole other destination, ]
because I left my smelling salts back at the Gallows. That woulda been embarrassing.
[ But he makes a face, anyway, about having not so successfully dodged the actual 'show' moment of the show and tell. Still. He lazily sets about loosening the ties of his shirt, unwilling to straighten up out of his recline.
Doesn't matter, the whole cat is out of the bag and running wild. No need for you, lingering apprehension, get out of here. ]
Honestly, it's a miracle you never asked me to take off my shirt before now. Please keep your hands to yourself, our HR department is an honour system.
[ And once the shirt is opened low enough, he holds fabric aside. Given he hasn't spoken very much about what it actually is, what it's doing in his chest, it might be a little jarring to be confronted with a whole device apparently lodged deep where muscle and bone is supposed to be -- and we don't ask questions around the feasibility of that situation -- rather than something simply resting atop.
It glows a steady blue, very lyrium-y, light trapped in finely worked crystal under which are hazy patterns of some geometric structure that might hold the core he'd described, or contribute in some way to the enchantment -- it's hard to say, without taking the thing apart. ]