It works fairly all right, but I’m not sure about how consistent it is. I’ll be revising it tomorrow and Monday, though. Maybe I can work on its voice then.
Blondie waved at the remains of the Gate. “See, this is why fulgurmancers should keep their noses out of fulgurology.”
Shiner and Joe looked at each other. Joe spoke first. “All right.”
She looked at them. Blondie had some bandages on her face, and part of her hair was frizzled and crispy, but she was otherwise in one piece. “You get what happened, right? …You don’t, do you? The Gate, it was a mess.”
“It was?” Shiner asked, craning his neck to look at what was left of it. “It looked like… a Gate, I guess.”
She shook her head. “It kept discharging and sparking. There was the smell of lightning in the air. Every so often, bits of electricity would make a short circuit — ah, it’d burn a path on the wall. That ain’t normal.”
“All right,” repeated Joe after a second.