I think Kavinsky is making a pair of gloves for me as well.
[Another pause.]
I'm worried about it. Not because I don't appreciate the gesture but I don't know what it'll cost me. He said that I don't have anything he wants but the yet was unstated.
You mean besides Kaz, with the eyes and ears he definitely has everywhere by now?
[You can absolutely hear the grin in his voice.]
Listen, the more you worry about it, the more of a problem it will be. Just get over here and we'll see what I can figure out about those gloves...How likely is it that we'll have to give them back?
[It doesn't take him long to arrive at Jesper's suite, opening the door and waltzing inside as if he lives there. He smiles when he spies him, and holds up the gloves, waving them at him.]
Do you think you'll be able to replicate them? [He asks as he crosses the room to greet him.] I'm sure Kaz will be glad if we're able to.
[Not that Kaz would say it, not that Wylan knows his reasons for not wanting to remove his gloves, but he has a feeling it would at least be some relief.]
You haven't even handed them to me yet. [Jesper laughs, hand out for the gloves in question.]
But...probably? It depends on what's in them...how easy it is for me to pick up on. If it's something I haven't worked with before it might take more time...
[Or it'd be impossible, but he wasn't going to say that.]
You really get impatient when you're excited about something. [A teasing tone laces that comment, which is followed by a rather wide grin.]
Give me a minute. [He moves back towards his room before practically flopping onto his bed as he turns the gloves over in his hands. He looks at ease, but anyone that knew him could tell he's concentrating.]
Oh, you definitely do. [The comment comes out, entirely suggestive down to the smirk that settles into place. He takes one of the gloves and puts on one of the gloves to get a feel for the materials.]
...There's metal in here...not a lot. [He frowns pressing his fingers together, one gloved one not. It takes a moment but when he pulls them apart a thin thread follows.] There we go.
[He wants to argue, he nearly does the words dying on his tongue as he decides it's not worth it.
For now he just watches, curious to see what Jesper can actually do. He wasn't one to really use his Grisha powers, but it was fascinating watching him work. It was nice to watch him work.]
Yeah? [He perks up a bit.] So how does the metal work with the gloves, I wonder?
[He slips off the one glove he had pulled the threading from and turns the delicate strand over and over again.] It's metal...Conducts heat, electricity...Energy. It's concentrated in the pads of the gloves.
[He frowns, knowing he's close on puzzling out that purpose just for understanding the use of metals the way he does.] The metal is the only thing...off about these. The only thing that's really different.
So that has to be it. It's a bit thin, a thread really. Zinc...maybe copper?
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[Another pause.]
I'm worried about it. Not because I don't appreciate the gesture but I don't know what it'll cost me. He said that I don't have anything he wants but the yet was unstated.
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[Not that Jesper can or should talk. He got tangled up with Kavinsky first.]
As long as he doesn't know your penchant for explosives or the fact you're learning magic, you should be all right.
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[He groans a little bit.]
I sure hope so. I'll be by soon, I just thought someone should know.
[Though he figures Kaz knows just by listening in to the conversations.]
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[You can absolutely hear the grin in his voice.]
Listen, the more you worry about it, the more of a problem it will be. Just get over here and we'll see what I can figure out about those gloves...How likely is it that we'll have to give them back?
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[He kinds of smiles to himself.]
All right, all right. I'll try not to worry about it. [He laughs lightly.] I'm packing up now.
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[Is that a teasing timbre to his voice? Maybe.]
Door's open for when you get here.
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Do you think you'll be able to replicate them? [He asks as he crosses the room to greet him.] I'm sure Kaz will be glad if we're able to.
[Not that Kaz would say it, not that Wylan knows his reasons for not wanting to remove his gloves, but he has a feeling it would at least be some relief.]
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But...probably? It depends on what's in them...how easy it is for me to pick up on. If it's something I haven't worked with before it might take more time...
[Or it'd be impossible, but he wasn't going to say that.]
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So what do you think?
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Give me a minute. [He moves back towards his room before practically flopping onto his bed as he turns the gloves over in his hands. He looks at ease, but anyone that knew him could tell he's concentrating.]
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He crosses the room, following him before he sits on the edge of the bed, watching Jesper curiously.]
What do you think about them so far?
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...There's metal in here...not a lot. [He frowns pressing his fingers together, one gloved one not. It takes a moment but when he pulls them apart a thin thread follows.] There we go.
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For now he just watches, curious to see what Jesper can actually do. He wasn't one to really use his Grisha powers, but it was fascinating watching him work. It was nice to watch him work.]
Yeah? [He perks up a bit.] So how does the metal work with the gloves, I wonder?
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[He frowns, knowing he's close on puzzling out that purpose just for understanding the use of metals the way he does.] The metal is the only thing...off about these. The only thing that's really different.
So that has to be it. It's a bit thin, a thread really. Zinc...maybe copper?