[ The backdrop of sakura trees and manicured shrubbery indicate that Puck's found his way to
one of the themed parks that dot the city. It seems for a moment like he might be sleeping, but then his eyes open and they're a little more luminescent than normal. He touches the base of the tree and from that spot, a sudden sprout of
flowering vines
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"I must say that is a dashed impressive display. How is it you've conjured this trick?"
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"What are you doing?"
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"I'm observing the habits of my fellow captives, Mr. Wynn," he replied easily. "Which I must confess is a dashed awful bit of...spying, I'm afraid."
He is more than a bit uncomfortable with the truth of that.
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He flicks the skeletal remains of the vine angrily. "It's all just bullshit anyway."
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"Pity, it looked intersting. I had no idea you were...a practitioner of magic."
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"It looked like a goddamn failure," he bristled. But underlying the forced indignity was a real shame. "And you'd do better to forget you saw anything at all."
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