[ five watches on with a distant sort of curiosity, handing the book over with a lift of his brow before brushing the soot from his hands.
the magic - that does catch his attention, pulls it into its orbit as he takes a few steps closer, head cocked.
five takes the lighter in his hand, keeps it dead-steady as he takes a knee to help with the hold. a marksman's grip, as it were. ] Alright, Houdini.
[ he considered using his own powers for this - resetting a book, as it were, or trying to do a time reversal. he's still determined to try, of course. especially if this solutions gets them some sort of answers. he squints at the back of the book, though that part is albeit obscured. ] Anything legible?
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the magic - that does catch his attention, pulls it into its orbit as he takes a few steps closer, head cocked.
five takes the lighter in his hand, keeps it dead-steady as he takes a knee to help with the hold. a marksman's grip, as it were. ] Alright, Houdini.
[ he considered using his own powers for this - resetting a book, as it were, or trying to do a time reversal. he's still determined to try, of course. especially if this solutions gets them some sort of answers. he squints at the back of the book, though that part is albeit obscured. ] Anything legible?