daevaen:
"A vase broke — but I didn’t break it Mr. V!" Not on purpose anyway — he bumped a table that bumped a stand that put the vase off balance and next thing he knew it was broken even though he had specifically tried to stop it from doing so. "I can’t do magic anymore…"
"As long as nothing remotely demonic or evil came out of the vase, I'm not all that fussed." The vase, at least, he could handle. That was easily cast aside. Out of sight, out of mind, all that, but as for the magic? Well, Veles spends a solid half a minute looking at the fairy with narrowed eyes. "--When did this start?"











