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[notagrasshopper]

*enters, perfectly normally -- no, really, there's nothing at all unusual about his entrance, he'll simply walk in, glancing about him like any normal boy would do* *he's about sixteen or seventeen, though he could be somewhat younger or eternally older -- he's of average height, with average features, and he's wearing a black robe studded with

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[callmestargirl]

Everywhere and nowhere. *studies him briefly, with wide doe eyes* Your shine is showing, Lobsang Ludd.

[notagrasshopper]

*smiles* A good answer. *...tilts his head very slightly* Is it really? I'll have to work on that, won't I.

[callmestargirl]

Sometimes it's nice to shine. Sometimes it's not.

[notagrasshopper]

And is it good for me?

[callmestargirl]

It's good for anybody. It's just not safe, all the time, to shine for everyone to see.

[notagrasshopper]

*slight smile* All right.