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COYO ([personal profile] nightbite) wrote2025-03-13 10:25 pm

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[personal profile] wicka 2025-04-06 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's about to issue a hey and try to lean away, but Coyo is done pinching and inspecting by the time he gathers that thought, left staring back at her as it slips from his mind. (Did he just gulp?) ]

The…? [ Yes, Dom, the telekinesis. ] Yeah? If I focus. And the … cubes aren't too big, or whatever.
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[personal profile] wicka 2025-04-13 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He can pretend that moment never happened — namely the shiver felt under her fingers — thoughts skipping right over to her demand instead. Dom frowns, clears his throat and looks around the room, palms on his thighs. Where would he get a bunch of cubes...? ]

My moms have a bunch of dice somewhere, I think.

[ And there's another piece of magic he can (try to) use to find them sooner rather than later, acting like he's on a confusing side-quest for the next couple of minutes, sneaking around his own house while Coyo is left in his room unattended. This is him hoping she won't steal and jump out the window (what is there to steal?), or worse — sneak around, too, and get caught by two Overly Protective witches. He'll be back with the best he could do: an unimpressive four dice of the same color. The door is very softly closed behind him. ]