[And he intends to, making his way over to the lab after collecting a few things for the promised tea. Unfortunately, that glyph on the door does him no favors, lighting up the moment he's near. He can feel the magic -- magic he put in place -- working against him, pushing him back like an invisible force. He'd hoped to make something that would merely keep him from rotting the walls away, but in his zeal to protect Qubit, he overdid it a bit. Whoops.
He sends another text rather than knocking, or even trying the door himself.]
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Date: 2020-02-16 09:40 pm (UTC)[And he intends to, making his way over to the lab after collecting a few things for the promised tea. Unfortunately, that glyph on the door does him no favors, lighting up the moment he's near. He can feel the magic -- magic he put in place -- working against him, pushing him back like an invisible force. He'd hoped to make something that would merely keep him from rotting the walls away, but in his zeal to protect Qubit, he overdid it a bit. Whoops.
He sends another text rather than knocking, or even trying the door himself.]
I am outside, if you could open the door.