Luck? [Her sounds light and amused at first but quickly turns dark when she speaks again.] Luck has nothing to do with it.
[While she could easily whisk away his clothes if she so desired. Physically removing them seemed like more fun. Thus a small blade appears in her hand in a flash of light.]
I do hope, you're not attached to that shirt of yours.
[She says with a laugh. She merely lifts an amused eyebrow and thick metal shackles appear on his arms.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 11:03 am (UTC)[While she could easily whisk away his clothes if she so desired. Physically removing them seemed like more fun. Thus a small blade appears in her hand in a flash of light.]
I do hope, you're not attached to that shirt of yours.
[She says with a laugh. She merely lifts an amused eyebrow and thick metal shackles appear on his arms.]