[ The door opens easily, and beyond what looks to be a smaller, spare bedroom that is instead serving as half-home office and half-storage. There's a simple desk and PC against one wall, and the rest of the room is littered with junk. Piles of old boxes and the odd bit of furniture stacked up and shoved aside. It's nothing special.
Alec eases his way past Henry and into the room proper. He lifts a hand to cast β possibly unnecessary since they're inside his head, but this is the way it works in the real world, so this is the way it works here. When the spellwork vanishes, the room itself changes.
The illusion, the damn good and damn expensive illusion, melts away to reveal a room full of softly glowing banks of monitors and humming PCs that probably blow whatever technology Henry has seen around Reverie clean out the water. The tell-tale glow of Alec's magic runs along the walls, feeding itself into the machines. ]
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[ The door opens easily, and beyond what looks to be a smaller, spare bedroom that is instead serving as half-home office and half-storage. There's a simple desk and PC against one wall, and the rest of the room is littered with junk. Piles of old boxes and the odd bit of furniture stacked up and shoved aside. It's nothing special.
Alec eases his way past Henry and into the room proper. He lifts a hand to cast β possibly unnecessary since they're inside his head, but this is the way it works in the real world, so this is the way it works here. When the spellwork vanishes, the room itself changes.
The illusion, the damn good and damn expensive illusion, melts away to reveal a room full of softly glowing banks of monitors and humming PCs that probably blow whatever technology Henry has seen around Reverie clean out the water. The tell-tale glow of Alec's magic runs along the walls, feeding itself into the machines. ]