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A shiver ran through Dean as the bass note resonated. Eyes snapping open to see Silver Fang touching the spear. 

[color=8dc73f][i]Damn, That sure as hell was potent.[/i][/color]

Spirits he really wished he wasn't astral-y nearsighted right now so he could see what she was doing with the thing. Granted, he [i]could[/i] go and grab his enchanted spectacles to do that for him . . . eh, he didn't feel like getting up out of his chair right now. He gave an exaggerated groan and began to stretch and pop some of his knuckles. [color=8dc73f][b]"That would be Alex's hunting spear. Ya know, for all the monsters and stuff.[/b][/color] 

There was a very satisfied sigh was let out after he cracked his neck in a motion uncomfortably similar to how one would try and snap a neck. He then leaned forward and rested his chin in his hand. [color=8dc73f][b]"Not that he has used it in a hot minute but the big guy still insists on taking care of the thing."[/b][/color] He yawned not to dissimilar to how a cat would, tongue and all, as he kept a relaxed demeanor. A mage was almost always most comfortable while in their own sanctum. Though he had made an effort to visually suppress the ungodly amount of enchantments and protections he had around the house given that Silver Fang was apparently incapable of not [seeing] everything constantly. Poor woman, that sounded like a headache and a half. Anyways~

Dean waved his other hand somewhat dismissively. [color=8dc73f][b]"Lot of it was donated parts from other people, the head of the thing was made by Forgemaster. Leather wrapping the shaft was from some of Alex's first few kills, including from the one he have the skull from that's hanging outside the front door."[/b][/color] Truth be told, even if the thing was made for Alex to be able to use, Dean was sure the reason the spear didn't see much use was out of fear of breaking it. That, or the guy just kept forgetting he had the damn thing. Out of sight and out of mind. 

What was really interesting right now though was the fact that the Templar touching it made the thing sound like a note from Alex's bass guitar. He had felt something from it sure, probably due to the jade charm affixed to the thing, but the magic involved was too far outside his knowledge and focus to pars. [color=8dc73f][b]"You're doing . . . something to it by instinct I'm guessing. Best i can say in words you would understand is that so long as something is in your hands it is [enchanted] and has traits drawn out of it. Can't say I know much of the particulars though."[/color][/b]

Dean scratched his scalp under his hat and shrugged. [color=8dc73f][b]"My not so professional opinion? Something that's hand made and well kept,"[/b][/color] Dean motioned to the spear for emphasis. [color=8dc73f][b]"- Will be effected very acutely by your magic. More of a story there for your magic to make it [[i]SING[/i]]. I don't know, that's the best I got."[/b][/color]

Dean pulled his hat over his eyes and leaned back into his chair again. Hyper specialized magic always seemed to get way more esoteric then academic. A lot less of a student being taught by some professor at a school for wizards and witches and more like a jedi training a young padawan. The fact people were trying to sit her down with books seemed asinine given what he knew about Silver Fang. The woman was straightforward. Yeah, leaving a mage to learn on their own was usually a disaster waiting to happen but there wasn't a whole lot anyone present could do to teach her practically. Shit like this was why he had stepped back from the magic community in the first place. 

Oh yeah, he had almost forgotten. he lifted his hat with a finger to look at Silver Fang with one eye. [color=8dc73f][b]"Please be careful with that thing. Its apparently not the most balanced of weapons . . . . and its also rocket powered. Raudd would know. Alex accidentally sent it through his torso a while back. Funny? absolutely. But not everyone here is immune to the dangers of this mortal coil we call life."[/b][/color] His words oozed sarcasm by the end. Very obviously directed at the viking.