[ That'll do it. A couple of seconds to receive the message, crack a smile, and then there's a portal tearing itself out of the air wherever Iggy's standing, spitting harmless amber sparks. Through the circle of torn space, another room: the house's aesthetic relatively undisturbed in here, all antique furniture and heavy fabrics.
Stephen waits on the other side, peering through. ]
Skipped the doors in the end. Hope you don't mind.
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Stephen waits on the other side, peering through. ]
Skipped the doors in the end. Hope you don't mind.
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I can't decide if you're keeping this on the downlow or showing off how magic you are.
[He steps through fearlessly, beaming.]
Hihihi. Gosh, your room is so neat!
[Iggy's is a mess.]