Just when it seems like it isn't working, a small charge exerts some decohesive force and breaks away from the pull of its own kind. It cautiously, perhaps even curiously drifts to that Siren song, that magical lure...
"...yes..." whispers the big alien. His words are so delicate on the air, as delicate as Verity must be with this fleeting little sparkle of energy that she has enticed. "...keep thy draw sweet, so sweet...and put blinders to the power...encircle it with repellant..." It's going to take concentration and skill, perhaps more than a novice can bring to bear. She must hold this one crackling little sprite of electricity with her coaxing, but must additionally block it from all other influence. He gathers up his own volition, ready to build an impenetrable fortress of ether around the little spark, himself. It's probably a bit too much to ask. But once the lightning is in the bottle, then it can be coerced into dancing.
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"...yes..." whispers the big alien. His words are so delicate on the air, as delicate as Verity must be with this fleeting little sparkle of energy that she has enticed. "...keep thy draw sweet, so sweet...and put blinders to the power...encircle it with repellant..." It's going to take concentration and skill, perhaps more than a novice can bring to bear. She must hold this one crackling little sprite of electricity with her coaxing, but must additionally block it from all other influence. He gathers up his own volition, ready to build an impenetrable fortress of ether around the little spark, himself. It's probably a bit too much to ask. But once the lightning is in the bottle, then it can be coerced into dancing.