[everything is nice to touch, smooth and well-weighted except for when it is very intentionally crafted otherwise. the minutes pass quickly, nestled up in this surprisingly quiet, comfortably warm interior. in the calm, Tek can start to pick up other things with more than just seeing and touching... like the small trace of magic in a mirror shard that's been set in a coiling, metal bracelet.
it's nothing substantial, probably. but it's there. in fact, there are some other things, hidden in shelves or mixed in with other piles, that also give off faint traces of magic. the largest concentration of it, some kind of natural magic, is coming from somewhere beyond a tarp wall that Tonic is currently crouched in front of.]
Okay, that's it. Let's get you out of this...
[Tonic stands again, also disappearing behind the divider to help his client get out of her shirt without getting stabbed by pins in the process.]
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it's nothing substantial, probably. but it's there. in fact, there are some other things, hidden in shelves or mixed in with other piles, that also give off faint traces of magic. the largest concentration of it, some kind of natural magic, is coming from somewhere beyond a tarp wall that Tonic is currently crouched in front of.]
Okay, that's it. Let's get you out of this...
[Tonic stands again, also disappearing behind the divider to help his client get out of her shirt without getting stabbed by pins in the process.]