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occultatum
2020-03-06 12:03 am (UTC)
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[He offers him the hand of glory he's still holding, and offers it.]
It's a plant, where I come from. You hold it, and light a candle in it's palm, and only you can see the light from the candle.
It's kind of gross, though. They smell like rot. You smell it if you light the candle.
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brushoff
2020-03-06 02:15 am (UTC)
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Taking the hand of glory, Dorian looks it over. And, one does, the moment Nick says that they smell, Dorian moves his nose towards the plant in order to smell it.
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If it's a plant where you come from, how is it here? Are you just that lucky?
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occultatum
2020-03-06 02:31 am (UTC)
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I have friends with strange abilities. Even stranger than yours.
[Nick finds the entire notion of being able to survive an angel's arrow to the throat almost too strange to reason with. But he saw it happen, so.]
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brushoff
2020-03-06 03:09 am (UTC)
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I don't doubt that, [
Dorian admits, as he hands the Hand of Glory back to Nick.
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Even in my world I've met people just as strange as myself. And in Duplicity? What I thought was outstanding turns out to be commonplace.
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It's a plant, where I come from. You hold it, and light a candle in it's palm, and only you can see the light from the candle.
It's kind of gross, though. They smell like rot. You smell it if you light the candle.
no subject
If it's a plant where you come from, how is it here? Are you just that lucky?
no subject
[Nick finds the entire notion of being able to survive an angel's arrow to the throat almost too strange to reason with. But he saw it happen, so.]
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Even in my world I've met people just as strange as myself. And in Duplicity? What I thought was outstanding turns out to be commonplace.