Barely enough of one. ( he smarts, with an annoyed glance down to his wristwatch, a personal sort of spitefulness held between him and the object that told him absolutely nothing useful. and yet, he couldn't bring himself to discard of it, either.
guess there was a proverbial glass eye after all.
he steps further around some debris, scratching the back of his neck. the other unusual note is that the fire seemed to be entirely selective, leaving only the deepest parts damaged at all. a controlled spread, maybe?
a difficult task in what is essentially a house full of kindling.
five begins to go through the half remains of the fire, any sort of book that wasn't entirely consumed by its epicenter. ) Assuming my predictions are right - ( a books gets tossed over his shoulder. ) - subjecting something to a form of localized time reversal could work. ( a few more books, unsatisfactory, are tossed away. )
no subject
guess there was a proverbial glass eye after all.
he steps further around some debris, scratching the back of his neck. the other unusual note is that the fire seemed to be entirely selective, leaving only the deepest parts damaged at all. a controlled spread, maybe?
a difficult task in what is essentially a house full of kindling.
five begins to go through the half remains of the fire, any sort of book that wasn't entirely consumed by its epicenter. ) Assuming my predictions are right - ( a books gets tossed over his shoulder. ) - subjecting something to a form of localized time reversal could work. ( a few more books, unsatisfactory, are tossed away. )