She waits for a response, just sort of staring at him until he comes to some kind of verdict. No telling what Jay's making of all this, at least not yet. She clenches her teeth in a smile that's not at all reassuring when he finally just accepts the premise, then gives a quick little shake of her head.
"No, no, it's not anything dangerous -- it's an easy one, really, all I have to do is --" She draws in a breath and brings one hand up in front of her breast, twisting it in the air and hooking her fingers just so --"blink."
And just like that, she's no longer on the material plane. Or she is, but for only a fraction of a second at a time, her body apparently flickering in and out of existence in the middle of Tim's living room. The other half of the time she's somewhere that looks gray and murky to her, accompanied by --
"Ah," she says, correcting her stance to face Jay directly. "Jay?"
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"No, no, it's not anything dangerous -- it's an easy one, really, all I have to do is --" She draws in a breath and brings one hand up in front of her breast, twisting it in the air and hooking her fingers just so --"blink."
And just like that, she's no longer on the material plane. Or she is, but for only a fraction of a second at a time, her body apparently flickering in and out of existence in the middle of Tim's living room. The other half of the time she's somewhere that looks gray and murky to her, accompanied by --
"Ah," she says, correcting her stance to face Jay directly. "Jay?"