[ his heart swells with possibility and hope. he hopes he can. he feels like he needs to and nods gratefully, cupping the orb and slipping it back into its holster. ]
I hope so . . . [ he takes the moment to take the thermos he was given to take a sip of the tea— very good tea. ] Master Admin said it’d help with my, [ a beat, before he sets the bottle down, slides his blazer off his shoulders to reveal what the collar had covered off: two purple swirls adjacent to each other enough that they form an uncanny “S” together, with large tendrils extending into his scalp, hidden by hair, and down to the start of his shoulders, ending at the space just before the nape on both sides. ] problem.
[ and if he wanted to see it better, he’d be given more room to. ]
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I hope so . . . [ he takes the moment to take the thermos he was given to take a sip of the tea— very good tea. ] Master Admin said it’d help with my, [ a beat, before he sets the bottle down, slides his blazer off his shoulders to reveal what the collar had covered off: two purple swirls adjacent to each other enough that they form an uncanny “S” together, with large tendrils extending into his scalp, hidden by hair, and down to the start of his shoulders, ending at the space just before the nape on both sides. ] problem.
[ and if he wanted to see it better, he’d be given more room to. ]
And Father Orden said it was safe, for now.