Private Post ⇒ recluserose, spellbent

[recluserose]

[It was another night in the town of Blackgale, with no moon in sight to set the dark sky aglow amid the blanket of stars. The lack of moonlight, however, was not stopping the local (and only) witch, Amelia Steinbeck, from doing a much needed patrol for this particular night. After all, when a demon from the darkest realm from who knows where comes to ones doorstep with the intention of murder, there's probably others lurking around.

That wasn't going to do, not at all.


Of course, she had to be at school soon for an early morning meeting... But hey, it's high school and she was always on time no matter what, thanks to magic. And thus, Amelia began to wander around in the streets, with a green flame flickering in one hand-- only visible to her, other magic users, and a magnet for more demons.

Come at her bros.]

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[wizardcop]

"So to speak".

[recluserose]

Let's just say I can use my magic quite liberally and leave it at that. Dusky-- [Motions for her to come back and Dusky complies, leaving Jacob's shoulder for Amelia's]

[wizardcop]

That's quite the gift.

Look, I don't think you're here to cause trouble, and Fedora seems to like you. That's enough for me.

All I ask is that you be careful. There are people in this city who would like to exploit a talent like yours.

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[recluserose]

I know that all too well Mr. Randall. I thank you for your concern. But as for those who would try anything... Well... [She starts walking away]

You, have one hell of a fedora.

[recluserose]

[She turns her head to give him a knowing smile as she adjusts her glasses]

But I'm one hell of a woman.