*Nothing has ever felt like this. It's like the thrill of the hunt, running and swimming all wrapped up, and yet more. A calm he's never known overtakes him. His heart rate slows, and his breathing returns to normal. Something in the back of his mind remembers this type of pure concentration, but only vaguely. He reaches out to gently touch Penny's cheek. His hand is glowing faintly. The moment he makes contact with her skin it feels like both of them have just mainlined ecstasy with a joy chaser.
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Date: 2004-10-04 07:59 pm (UTC)All the glass and ceramics in the tent explode*