[Nexus] Inside 41

[Lady Serpentine]

GZR

"Lock?" Illan grins maliciously, "What lock?"

He places another hand on a roasting oven, and the oven, too, is gone as if it were never there. No flashing light, no fancy theatrics, no oven.

"I can do that to all sorts of things. Walls, purses, people...clothes."

[GZR]

Tlannae scratches the back of her neck, or at least appears to - though Illan, depending on how much experience with this sort of thing he has, might be able to tell that she's actually checking a hidden knife.

"Can you bring them back?"