"Aodhan. Be still." He gets up a little stiffly and picks up the teapot, and his hand goes 'clink' against the handle, because his hand is made of glass with bone fingers. It was kind of hard to see before, he was so wrapped up. "From someone in the Nexus. They had many, animated with raw life force. I took several and condensed the essence into one. It has some... rudimentary sentience."
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Date: 2012-01-28 12:35 am (UTC)