*Looks up, her gaze scanning the shop as an odd expression crosses her face*
Hmm …
The energy is shifting again …
What ARE you up to now?
*Weaver sets her stylus down upon the game table, careful not to damage its walnut finish. Rising to her feet, she approaches the door slowly. Looking into the partially apportioned quiet room wistfully, she could almost see the coiled energy pulse and flow outward through the threshold into the shop proper.*
Well, if you’re sure this is how we need to do this.
*Feeling the energy push against the backs of her knees like a hungry feline demanding their dinner *
As you wish, *drops a curt bow*
This should be interesting, then …
*Squaring her shoulders, she takes a long, slow, deep breath in. Drawing herself up to her full height, she allows her hands to begin the intricate dance of somatic gestures.*
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