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[propulsion]

"You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark."

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[deceivingly]

[Betrayed--]

You are a mage?

[propulsion]

Nope.

Shards expel Fade energy you can make into a shield or an offensive blast, but only for some people if they're very good and well behaved or some other factor we haven't honed in on. [ Like their players spending points on it shh. ]

The glove attenu— uh, focuses it. Makes it hit harder. But it'll just look like a fabulous accessory if you can't do the first thing.

[deceivingly]

[Mm, a grunt of acknowledgement that is at the same time a grunt of musing. Doki, looking at her shard, turns these things over in her mind. Somewhere, a player tries to commit to the thought of attentiveness and small math problems.]

Mm, [again, this time decisive.] So. The glove will take time to be made. Yes? How long?

[propulsion]

You bet. And then it'll need to be calibrated to your output so you're not just setting yourself on fire the whole time.

We should probably by the way discuss what I'm getting out of this, besides the, uh, potential source of comedy.

[deceivingly]

I am not stupid. I will not set myself on fire. While you are working, I will be being very good and well-behaved and will be ready when the glove is done being made.

And I have an opal, big one. Very expensive, very big, like baby's fist. It will be yours. This is a good, good trade, I am telling you.

[propulsion]

That's a compelling pitch. Sold.

But opal upfront. Or you can gimme a drawing of an opal and we'll call it a down payment.

[deceivingly]

Good!

My brother will be drawing the picture. He is a famous artist, very famous. You will be happy with this. People will be jealous of you owning even the picture.

[propulsion]

Now you're just gilding the lily.

But yes I would like it framed please.

[deceivingly]

Do not worry. I have never gilded anything. I will not begin to do it now.

[propulsion]

I trust you completely.

Why now?

[deceivingly]

[ ￢_￢ ]

Will the knowing of this be a requirement for this glove?

[propulsion]

Mmhm.

[deceivingly]

What if I say there are two opals. One is like a baby's first. The other, it is smaller, but it is prettier.

[propulsion]

You think I'll tell anybody? Secret's safe with me.

[deceivingly]

Opals could also be safe with you.

[She sighs.]

I am taking care of myself, always. I am an Avvar. I am living among Lowlanders, knowing who I am. We are the strongest people. I am not afraid of this shard in my hand. I would be not afraid to cut off my hand. But why would I be doing that if there were a thing that would make my hand the strongest hand?