Date: 2016-05-02 08:15 am (UTC)
davin: (well shit)
From: [personal profile] davin
Davin nods frantically and drops to his knees to pick at the knots, angry at the binds for not having the decency to be made of metal. His grandma worked with him to try and expand his telekinesis beyond just metallic elements, and he did have some success. For now, it still requires intense focus and he doesn't have the time for that right now.

"I've got ya," Davin assures him. Soon enough both of James' hands are fee and he leans down to untie his legs as well. "Who's she? Who did this? I swear, I'll make her regret it. Ya hear me?"
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