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[electricflock]

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[finalbows]

Didn't I tell you I don't wanna do anything boring? I'd take a baking hot summer rooftop over that.

<sub>[ swing, swing, swing~. his gloveless hand is rougher right now, but still one belonging to a wizard who refuses at all times to carry a weapon. he's also much more reciprocative about touch than usual; he keeps them swinging as much as Muffin.

he looks at the lighthouse with interested eyes-- he expected magic or fire, but it seems to have a completely foreign mechanism... ]</sub>

How does this thing work, anyway? Is it magic, and I just can't tell?

[electricflock]

The rooftop was nice.

[chitters, don't lie, and bops back over to look at the lamp. tap tap tap on the glass.]

Have never looked at it before. Is it electric?

[finalbows]

The rooftop was cute and I was four and had never seen stars before. Now I'm old~~. My tastes are more complex. Everybody's palate changes with time.

...electric, huh~... That means that nice gryphon boy I'm gonma be brewing up a thunderstorm for could make it work, right?

[electricflock]

Like I said, nice.

[hops onto one foot, physically rebalancing the mental whiplash of four!?? to being charmed into a favor]

Um, he could.

[finalbows]

Should I ask nicely? I learned how to say please and thank you, too.

[electricflock]

I'm going to turn it on anyways, but you could ask.

[finalbows]

<sub>[ the hand holding his turns into two arms coiled around his. He lays his head lightly on Muffin's shoulder, which is a move that definitely makes him have to stoop.

This close, he clearly smells like make-up powder, and really expensive soap. Red's not selling something like that for smiles and flower petals. ]

Pretty please?</sub>

[electricflock]

I can't say no to such a pretty please.

[turns his face to kiss mini-Angel Devil on top of his head, laughing playfully]

Will turn it on just for you.

[finalbows]

Yay~.

_{[ after being assured he's getting his way, he gives him a little more room to work... but keeps the two of them hooked together by their pinkies. ]}

[electricflock]

[doesn't pull his hand away]

You're going to want to look away. Will hurt your eyes being this close to bulb.

[finalbows]

_{[ ...covers his eyes obediently with his hand, and stays where he is, staying still a moment or two... before he does turn so that his back is facing the bulb. ]}.

Will it feel warm? When it's working. Like a fire would.

[electricflock]

[chitters, reaching up to tug one of those red locks while his eyes are covered]

A bulb this big will. Not as hot as a fire though, do want it to make more light than heat.

[finalbows]

Mm. I wonder if you could light one with Holy magic, instead of Thunder...

[electricflock]

Do you want to try? Don’t know Holy, but is at least partly a magic light.

[meanwhile, muffin’s reaching out with his free hand to touch the glass. he has to concentrate here— he doesn’t zap the bulb directly, but reaches his senses out for the wiring to feed his lightning through to the filament.]

[finalbows]

Maybe~. I want to see what color yours makes it, first. Holy, you know, it's light, like... it's snowy out...

_{[ he peeks through the fingers over his face, not toward the bulb, but at the wall. Maybe he'll cast a strong silhouette. ]}

[electricflock]

Am only heating the filament, so this is lighthouse’s normal color. But if you want…

[a massive, blazing light. a brightness burning without color.

the light dims slightly, and. angie’s shadow is backlit by a faint purple corona]

[finalbows]

Oh! Lookit that! That's a cute splash of color!

_{[ he's so fawning like this... like a familiar drink, filled with a whole bunch of an unfamiliar kind of sugar. ]}

Heh, heh, heh. I like purple a lot. It's a color of nobility, so I'm told... what do you think? Do I look good with such a crown?

[electricflock]

[the corona’s light flares up, flickering together with muffin’s chittering. he likes the sweetness.]

Is very stylish. Any rich man can get gold, not everyone can get lightning.

[though muffin does prefer a feathery crest to a crown]

[finalbows]

...Catching heaven to keep the lights on. Well. That definitely gets around some of the problems of just using Mist.

[electricflock]

Only have to watch out for gryphons messing with power surges. That part not so heavenly.

[he's only one catbird and that's a big bulb, so after another minute or so he lets the lighthouse turn off. the charge he freed for the corona lingers on a little longer, glowing like ghostly candleflames on the points of the roof and the edge of the railing]

[finalbows]

_{[ 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.

<sub>[ 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. ]</sub>

[electricflock]

[whistles softly, gazing at the cast light and its brush of blue as if entranced. he’s familiar with many elements, like Fire, Ice, Mind, Lightning, and so on, but Holy isn’t one he’s ever seen before. he’s never felt energy with that kind of clarity before.]

Pretty…!

[finalbows]

_{[ he giggles. ]}

That's a little bit more of that angel part. Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like to look more the part, too...


_{[ he twirls a lock of red hair around a finger.]} ...But I don't knoww~. Now I've got this Angel Devil title to live up to.

[electricflock]

An angelic devil or a devilish angel? Is difference, isn’t there?

[finalbows]

Is there? Isn't there? Heheheheh. I don't like to have to just pick. Isn't it funner to make people have to guess?

...

...You know I'm already an Angel for good, anyway, right? _{[ that playful twirl has turned to a tight grip on a coil. ]} I'm different from the last two.