Twenty-Fifth Key
[Very tall man looking somewhat amused sitting next to a cute young woman in the library with various spellcasting implements around them. The man has managed to slide some leather straps between his handcuff and skin and they're both concentrating. The air seems rather chilly.]
This...doesn't seem like it's working.
Pity. It was effective when last I was magically handcuffed.
Maybe it's formed out of something that can't be frozen?
Even were that the case, it should shatter under extreme cold; however, it appears that the point at which this material would become sufficiently brittle is colder than my own flesh can handle, even with some protection.
[sigh] Well at least it'll only be for a day?
And I appreciate sharing what knowledge of magic you have. I thank you for your patience with me.
Ah, It's not a problem. I'm sorry we can't get it off.
There are worse situations than to be magically attached to an intelligent lady.
[blushes] Thank you.
[ooc: Lucy Morrolan. =)]