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Red Leaves Gyre on the Grey Lake ([personal profile] sustainer) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox 2020-02-29 04:35 am (UTC)

His eyes flutter a little as that touch gets more delicate. It had been a strange sensation before, Luka's fingers pressing against the gem, but now it's this ghost of the man's hands. He wants those on his body, not the gem, and he shrugs his shirt off over his head, tossing it aside and stepping closer.

"It's, yes. More or less," he says, thinking back to what that woman had said at him at the time. It's been awhile and he was in a state at the time so his memory of her long monologues are a little fuzzy.

"The gem is, it's a, ah, conduit. The magic is in... the pattern of the metal, or... She said something like that," he explains vaguely, waving a hand generically in the air. He pauses for a moment, reaching up to touch one of Luka's hands as he explores the magitech construct.

"I can feel you, you know."

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