[ iris watches, breath held, as the strange glowing marks wind their way into the metal cuff around his wrist. he's held his hand out a distance away from him completely out of reflex, though he realizes a second later that between the two devices on him, the bracelet is less likely to have any disastrous effects. ]
Magic? [ he says the word like it's foreign, though he understands the concept of a magician well enough. sleight of hand, tricks of the eye — but he can tell what he's witnessing right now isn't anything like that. ] No, not really. Nothing... like this.
[ there's a silence as the magic settles into the metal. and then click, the cuff falls from his wrist, unbothered. ]
yes i think it makes great sense
Magic? [ he says the word like it's foreign, though he understands the concept of a magician well enough. sleight of hand, tricks of the eye — but he can tell what he's witnessing right now isn't anything like that. ] No, not really. Nothing... like this.
[ there's a silence as the magic settles into the metal. and then click, the cuff falls from his wrist, unbothered. ]