*That touch... He looks, but doesn't pull away. By the time he smiles and turns to him, it's about the conversation's other topic altogether, and it's not clear what his thoughts from that moment were.*
{I'm willing to try. Whether or not I succeed or get very far will depend on what it looks like under the outer plates.}
*He feeds some orange through the canteen's nozzle, and then adds milk, ice, and something labeled 'vanilla' from a cupboard. The cap goes back on to the canteen, and he picks up the wand-like device, pointing one towards the other.*
*'Watch this' goes unsaid. Cesar's smile has grown comfortable, and he flips a pair of switches near his thumb. The canteen shivers, and tries to twist out of his grip. He lets go--and the canteen remains floating, rotating on the spot.*
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Date: 2015-04-17 04:19 am (UTC){I'm willing to try. Whether or not I succeed or get very far will depend on what it looks like under the outer plates.}
*He feeds some orange through the canteen's nozzle, and then adds milk, ice, and something labeled 'vanilla' from a cupboard. The cap goes back on to the canteen, and he picks up the wand-like device, pointing one towards the other.*
*'Watch this' goes unsaid. Cesar's smile has grown comfortable, and he flips a pair of switches near his thumb. The canteen shivers, and tries to twist out of his grip. He lets go--and the canteen remains floating, rotating on the spot.*