.:.He watched the pendate move from his skin to her fingertips. Without the pendant in his grasp, his right hand brushed his empty palm. His head swiveled back immediately to his hand to confirm what his senses had already told him. There was a mark on is flesh and his fingertips could distinguish the ripple of his skin. Like silicon his palm was smooth but slightly resistent against friction. But now it had a pattern in it, as if he'd clutched something woven tight against his flesh. There was no discomfort or residue, just the pattern of a woven fiber having been embedded into his flesh. He showed his hand to Tarot without a word, glancing to Alicia in time to she her commanding stare. He pushed back into her mind letting her know he had learned nothing knew of the pendant since it'd been left by Lucian. He replied Lucian and Zeth interaction for her and then showed the entrance of Tarot. Alicia should now be caught up.
He looked back to his hand just in time to see the marks behind to fade back into his skin. His eyebrows displayed his curiosity. This was getting weird. "Tarot, what is it doing?".:.
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