twentieth ghost faced

[srsbusinessk]

[ Video ]

[There's a little ball of fire dancing on the back of Sam's fingers, almost like a coin flipping from side to side. He's got a content little smile, but he's still focused.]

You know, once you get the hang of it, this really isn't so ba--

[Concentration: lost. The ball grows towards the device, and then the feed cuts off.]

[ /Video ]

Comments

[byweavinglives]

Don't kill yourself.

[srsbusinessk]

I'll be--

[The video fuzzes back in, and is that your imagination or were there burns on his hands two seconds ago? Either way, they aren't there anymore.]

See? All good?

[byweavinglives]

What did you do to your hands?

[srsbusinessk]

What? Oh. They, uh. They got burned a little, but they'll be-fine.

[byweavinglives]

Did they heal?

[srsbusinessk]

[A small "hmh", and he smiles a little.]

Yeah. Said they'd be fine, right?

[byweavinglives]

I think you're trying to appease me.

[srsbusinessk]

It was worth a shot, right?

[byweavinglives]

Was it? It didn't work very well.

[srsbusinessk]

[Scratching the back of his head]

I'll have to try harder next time.

[byweavinglives]

Why did you burns disappear?

[srsbusinessk]

Guess you can say I'm a little more than human. [Or maybe a little less?]

[byweavinglives]

In what capacity?

[srsbusinessk]

Try Biblical.

[byweavinglives]

Truly? Demon?

[srsbusinessk]

Wrong direction. [Kind of.]