-Blinks- In theory, it could if the air around it were ionised, like at the center of the Planet, but still...
-It starts emitting a soothing noise that sounds exactly like a women's choir singing-
...And even if all that were plausible, it shouldn't do that?
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-whattheplanck face, le shocked- Normally, I'd attribute the glowing to phosphorescence, like white phosphorus, or fluorescence, like fluorite under UV. But the singing... unless this crystal has some really unusual harmonics, it isn't supposed to be spontaneously resonating in that manner. Where did you get this anyway?
-It starts twisting itself in geometrically impossible ways, not unlike a hypercube model-
...Got it from Gendo. He said it was part of the angel Ramiel, which I assume is some sort of code name...
-to Dante- For someone who drops innuendos as often as you do, you sure are thick.
edited 27th Sep '12 11:38:20 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-staring at the crystal- A piece of an angel... no wonder it defies the laws of nature. That whose true form is immaterial does have a habit of routinely breaking a few of the natural laws. I might be able to trace its roots if I could go back to the start of everything, but alas, none of us can. Not even Hydrogen, the most ancient of us, is old enough to remember the Beginning.
-to Czer- Whatever you say...
-Shakes his head- It's organic, I know that. If it were that old, I'd have heard about it...
-It continues twisting itself into prismatic shapes, glowing brighter and brighter. Then, it stops humming, lets out an ear-piercing shriek, breaking every window and causing Cloud to clutch his ears in pain, and then fires a beam that blows a hole the size of a bear in the ceiling
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-And then it drops to the ground, completely innert-
edited 27th Sep '12 11:45:35 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-vaporizes at the unbearable scream- -rematerializes, clearly shaken- This... crystal... appears to possess a degree of sentience, as farfetched and lunatic as it sounds.
Lunatic? Glad to see you're embracing your inner madness, Neon.
...I will ask Sniper to snipe your head off if you don't shut up right now, you goodfornothing excuse of a Group 12 metal.
Um... Y-you mentioned you know who t-that woman is...
(making sundaes in the meantime)
(in the meantime, Officer Hellfire
◊ appears again) Gah. This place again?

Servants? Sorry I work for myself.
This is a robbery. Give me all of your money and I'll kill you.