He's quick to turn around- or rather, re-materialize his structure to face Arya's direction once more. He slaps his tiny black digits against her own outstretched hand, blue flames only beginning to lick up the side of their palms.
"Just do me a SMALL FAVOR sometime down the road and we'll call it SQUARE."
The instant she shakes his hand, the deal will be sealed. It will hit hard, it will hit FAST, as if she is rocketing through the every moment as it is happening playing at ten times the speed. While somewhat overwhelming, one can't deny this method is effective. Arya will remember.
The gates of spacetime open to her, filling her with a burst of power, zeroing in to pinpoint at the exact date she has in question. Back to that fateful time when...
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"Just do me a SMALL FAVOR sometime down the road and we'll call it SQUARE."
The instant she shakes his hand, the deal will be sealed. It will hit hard, it will hit FAST, as if she is rocketing through the every moment as it is happening playing at ten times the speed. While somewhat overwhelming, one can't deny this method is effective. Arya will remember.
The gates of spacetime open to her, filling her with a burst of power, zeroing in to pinpoint at the exact date she has in question. Back to that fateful time when...