[ A nod of his head that's more like an exaggerated twitch. He shakes his hands again, and the icicles retract with a nastily fleshy sound, to be replaced with curling flames, and then with crackles of blue-white electricity. It's hardly a conscious motion. He just can't stay still, can't relax. ]
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[ Sorry, Masky, did you have a personal bubble? ]
Got it under control!
[ A nod of his head that's more like an exaggerated twitch. He shakes his hands again, and the icicles retract with a nastily fleshy sound, to be replaced with curling flames, and then with crackles of blue-white electricity. It's hardly a conscious motion. He just can't stay still, can't relax. ]