[Some say "you've seen it once, you've seen it a thousand times," about any parlour trick. But this--what Kavinsky could do--was something he could watch a thousand times and still not be tired of it. There's something about the materialization, the moment between blinking when something comes into being, that has him mesmerized. He can never quite seem to catch it happening, and this time he was trying.
The result, however, earns a low whistle. It is definitely an upgrade to the mess he had been lounging on. He's moved now to hover over Kavinsky, waiting to see how long it'd take him to wake from this little project.]
[Kavinsky hears it but still can't move. He's breathing, and his chest hitches a little bit, like it's stuck in a frozen attempt at a laugh. The first thing, besides that, that shows anything like movement would be the eyes, slowly opening up. He looks up at Jesper hovering over him.
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Date: 2022-03-29 12:44 am (UTC)The result, however, earns a low whistle. It is definitely an upgrade to the mess he had been lounging on. He's moved now to hover over Kavinsky, waiting to see how long it'd take him to wake from this little project.]
Morning, star-shine.
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Date: 2022-04-09 02:30 am (UTC)A breath, two breath, and he sleepily croaks]
The Earth says hello. How's the new upholstery?