[ he watches it until the last, knowing it's not an experience he'll soon have the chance to repeat. then... he stalks over to the bulb, too. he holds a hand some few centimeters from it, looks over at Muffin, and purrs, ]
My turn.
[ the light of Holy running through the bulb isn't all that different in appearance from its baseline, ultimately. Holy is pure and cleansing, after all.
But... There might be... The faintest hue of blue to it, too.
...he doesn't hold it as long. This isn't quite the conduit this sort of power is meant for.
The curling shadow of the Genome's tail can be seen as the light shines, though it can't currently be seen by the naked eye. ]
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My turn.
[ the light of Holy running through the bulb isn't all that different in appearance from its baseline, ultimately. Holy is pure and cleansing, after all.
But...
There might be...
The faintest hue of blue to it, too.
...he doesn't hold it as long. This isn't quite the conduit this sort of power is meant for.
The curling shadow of the Genome's tail can be seen as the light shines, though it can't currently be seen by the naked eye. ]