[ Seeing Mantis hesitate to touch the ends of the Mirror Dimension brings a small smile to Stephen's face, and he reaches his own hand out to push hers forward all the way. The glass-like material shimmers, the light seeming to bubble like water in a kettle, and Stephen's fingers slip away to let Mantis explore the rest on her own time. ]
But as the spells I learned became more complex, more... reality-breaking, my master taught me how to come here. [ There's a brief swell of grief at the memory of the Ancient One and how Stephen failed to mourn her properly, but he pushes the thought away as his hands link behind his back. ] And now I come here a lot.
[ His right wrist draws a circle in the air, making it so his face-down palm ends up face-up, and he curls all his fingers in towards his shaking palm: one by one, from his pinky to his thumb. When he turns his wrist back the way it came, a small pattern pops up on the skin of his hand for just a moment before a flamethrower in what he presumes is the perfect size for Mantis' frame appears in mid-air. ]
This was made in the Mirror Dimension, so it isn't real. [ One hand behind his back, he holds his free arm up and pushes it outward to move the floating thing towards where Mantis is standing. ] But it should work the same way for all intents and purposes. The only difference is the flames won't hurt.
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[ Seeing Mantis hesitate to touch the ends of the Mirror Dimension brings a small smile to Stephen's face, and he reaches his own hand out to push hers forward all the way. The glass-like material shimmers, the light seeming to bubble like water in a kettle, and Stephen's fingers slip away to let Mantis explore the rest on her own time. ]
But as the spells I learned became more complex, more... reality-breaking, my master taught me how to come here. [ There's a brief swell of grief at the memory of the Ancient One and how Stephen failed to mourn her properly, but he pushes the thought away as his hands link behind his back. ] And now I come here a lot.
[ His right wrist draws a circle in the air, making it so his face-down palm ends up face-up, and he curls all his fingers in towards his shaking palm: one by one, from his pinky to his thumb. When he turns his wrist back the way it came, a small pattern pops up on the skin of his hand for just a moment before a flamethrower in what he presumes is the perfect size for Mantis' frame appears in mid-air. ]
This was made in the Mirror Dimension, so it isn't real. [ One hand behind his back, he holds his free arm up and pushes it outward to move the floating thing towards where Mantis is standing. ] But it should work the same way for all intents and purposes. The only difference is the flames won't hurt.