When Sparks Fly ~Closed~

Darren smirked. Perhaps a crass reaction to hearing that her family was dead, but it was mostly the response he'd expected. She was the last in her line.

"Just like with the watch."

He clicked the cube open and held it out for Angel to take the Spark. There were several other junk piles in the room, so she would be able to try and manifest the essence into whichever she focused on first.

He leaned back in his chair, watching intently, while the newly created robot wandered around the small apartment, tilting its head and examining things like a bird or a puppy.
 
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