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Tonic ([personal profile] potionandpoison) wrote in [community profile] psychoshenanigans 2020-02-25 03:41 am (UTC)

[He might have taken some offense if he wasn't preoccupied with trying not to melt under the touch of fingers sliding up his neck...]

Mm... Though I'd have just as hard a time selling the handsome, mysterious, definitely real friend who took me there in the first place...

[Chuckling a little to himself, he gazes up past the candles and bottles, towards one of the beautiful, subtle mosaics that cover the walls of the room. Relaxed, doted on, and deeply happy, he wonders if there's some way, any way, he could keep it from ending.

His mistake. Tek feels something subtly shift, the air between them changing as some small, wispy threads of magic float up alongside tendrils of steam. Smoke from a sputtering candle starts to curl in wrong directions while Tonic, who has stopped mid-settling, stares right up at it.]


Oh.

[He doesn't seem nervous, which is probably good, but his attention is completely absorbed. Tek has felt the beginnings of this before, once, when they were messing around in the back of the potion-maker's shop. Now that its had a chance to manifest completely, he might recognize it as divination.]

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