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[saintorwitch]

She's knelt in prayer, long hair billowing in the open air.

Soft mutterings of affirmation to the divine above, eyes closed but aware of the steadily creeping familiars that began to emerge.

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[saintorwitch]

"Unfortunately it happens quite often. The simplest course of action is to smite...although I'm not pleased that that is a common occurence"

[honouredone]

"No kidding. Lame and not at all enthralling, isn't it?"

Easing an arm around her.

"Oooh well. It's still has it's fun moments. Plus, it keeps me sharp and experimental. It's a treat watching you go at it too!~"

[saintorwitch]

"A-a treat?" Looking away briefly. "I wouldn't call it that" shyly shaking her head.