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*Tim wanders downstairs, yawning. He's dressed as usual, see the piccie? Sliding up to the bar he give a small smile*
Ahhh...Morning in Milliways. How sweet it smells.
*His hands drift towards each other, fingers crooked. Muttering beneath his breath, he twists his hands this way and that, until a haze of red mist rises between them. Staring deeply inside the spell, Tim continues speaking in tongues. Come, bug him, it's not that important.*
Ahhh...Morning in Milliways. How sweet it smells.
*His hands drift towards each other, fingers crooked. Muttering beneath his breath, he twists his hands this way and that, until a haze of red mist rises between them. Staring deeply inside the spell, Tim continues speaking in tongues. Come, bug him, it's not that important.*
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It's powerful
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"How did you learn to use it?"
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*As he begisn juggling fireballs.*
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"A natural talent then?"
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I am magic.