Sixty already! My oh my. The canvas for this part has remained blank for about an hour now, better just go with something. Sigh. (previous)
‘Figured you’d be in there.’ As he exited the library Mitchell was greeted by Andrea. ‘Found anything good?’
‘Hell yeah I did!’ He held up the old pages and waved them in front of his face. ‘Look at this!’
A silence fell, causing the happy doofus expression of Mitchell to fade away.
‘Uh…’ Andrea looked away a couple times. ‘You’re pretty as always. So?’
Mitchell gazed towards the lightstone above as if blaming them. ‘Well it’s not really dark here so it may be hard to see.’ He scratched the scars again. Itchy little annoyance. ‘But my face is glowing!’
She didn’t really get it and frowned. ‘Sure thing pal. So,’ pointing at the book, ‘what’s in there?’
‘No really! Hang on let me try this.’ Upset that Andrea didn’t believe him about his luminescent visage, he tried to strengthen the effect. He recalled the instructions he had read and tried his best to apply them. Though still pretty abstract and vague, he felt like he was starting to get the hang of it.
‘Oh shit dude stop that!’ Andrea got a little freaked out when Mitchell’s scars started emitting distinctly visible light. ‘Your face is drawing enough weird looks as is man.’
He tried pulling the energy away from his scars, and merely by thinking about it the glowing was already getting less intense.
‘So the book taught you…’ Andrea gestured with her hands that she was looking for the right words. ‘How to be a flamboyant magic man?’
The two chuckled over her joke, but Mitchell was quick to jump back to the to him very exciting topic at hand. ‘I think the glow’s because of the gemite stuck in there.’ His hand moved to scratch the scars again. ‘Gets kinda itchy. But yeah, the book’s essentially about using gemergy in all kinds of ways. I have a pretty good idea of how I could make Warren view the stuff as useful.’
‘You do?’ Andrea realized she was really quick to respond there, and corrected herself. ‘I mean, I told you everything would work out!’
Mitchell smiled and shook his head. ‘Of course. So here’s the plan.’
Writing on slippery ice here. And conversations are super hard man, I feel like I’m repeating myself a lot. (next)