[Wednesday drops to her knees; she places both hands on Sabre's chest: and it's just like always, and if she closes her eyes she can almost forget why she's got such a tight grip on Cloud Nine right now....
[There's the electric feeling that builds in her body, the tingling in her arms and her finger; there's the faint glow of static where her hands meet Sabre's body. There's the way it builds and radiates, the arc of power flowing from her fingers into Sabre's chest. It builds and it builds and it burns and then it's gone, flowing from her and leaving, for a moment, a tingle in her hands, then on her fingers, then nothing at all.
[Wednesday opens her eyes.]
She should be - back, now.
[And takes Arya's hand, and squeezes it: radiating calm.]
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[Wednesday drops to her knees; she places both hands on Sabre's chest: and it's just like always, and if she closes her eyes she can almost forget why she's got such a tight grip on Cloud Nine right now....
[There's the electric feeling that builds in her body, the tingling in her arms and her finger; there's the faint glow of static where her hands meet Sabre's body. There's the way it builds and radiates, the arc of power flowing from her fingers into Sabre's chest. It builds and it builds and it burns and then it's gone, flowing from her and leaving, for a moment, a tingle in her hands, then on her fingers, then nothing at all.
[Wednesday opens her eyes.]
She should be - back, now.
[And takes Arya's hand, and squeezes it: radiating calm.]
There.