Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-26517142-20161205091338

"R-Right. And I forgot... I'm in Whitemarch. Why am I lifting my - " Jeiel's troubled air was interrupted by the arrival of the Night Watch. The mere mentioning of 'king of Oz' and 'street fights' seemed to embarrassed him. He straightened up, causing his magic to die down.

"Sit tight, Septius." Jeiel muttered in a tone of a warning. Surprisingly, he conceded.

Jeiel hadn't turned to greet the new arrival, so he did. As he laid his eyes on her, however..

... his eyes shrank into full pinpoints. "Wait... could it be.. you couldn't possibly be.... THAT Gazer??"

(Well, Doc, I leave it up to you if you're willing to say this new character is a former flame, or not. If it were, though, it's gonna make things a lot more interesting. :D)