Edie has mixed feelings about the roses.
On the one hand, magic exists.
On the other hand, ow.
On the first hand, perfect healing.
On the second hand, ow.
On the first hand, flight.
On the second hand, holy fucking ow that one's definitely the worst, yep, ow ow ow.
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iamnotpolaris
It's not her life's ambition, but along with trying to freeze things faster and in wider areas it's the obvious route for improvement.
Oh, hey, does the rate at which she can reduce something's temperature correlate meaningfully to its specific heat?
Oh, hey, does the rate at which she can reduce something's temperature correlate meaningfully to its specific heat?
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