What sort of a wizard must he seem, to this unloved creature?
"Heat," says Miles, "heat... yeah, some of these pipes are for hot air. Better get close to the ceiling first, or it'll all just go to waste. I don't see the right kind here..." He squints into the darkness. "Let's try over there - ?" Before Seven can pick him up again, Miles starts off on his own steam, dodging around the intermittent pillars in search of a heating pipe low enough to be worth breaking open.
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Date: 2014-08-30 12:57 am (UTC)"Heat," says Miles, "heat... yeah, some of these pipes are for hot air. Better get close to the ceiling first, or it'll all just go to waste. I don't see the right kind here..." He squints into the darkness. "Let's try over there - ?" Before Seven can pick him up again, Miles starts off on his own steam, dodging around the intermittent pillars in search of a heating pipe low enough to be worth breaking open.