Date: 2017-03-15 02:28 pm (UTC)
illicitresearch: (Softer Syllables)
"Your lives hellish?" The illusionist replied lightly, his expression cool and impassive and patient as his fingers twitched behind his back in their bonds.

"I... I hardly presume to be safe now, sir." He said at last, more carefully, shifting the mail cuff along his wrist against the ties. "They can still take control of my body at any time. I only meant that... here in Sheatris, is not the first time I've found myself displaced. It's a bit... tiresome, to be shunted around this way."
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