Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-30014014-20180614183357

Alex, still on the same spot, has her fingers laced with each other, ears at the hear as Aro declared that they present themselves. Seems this potential defusion of situation has her ever slightly relent on her defensive pose.

With a basic gesture featuring her hand only rising up to her head in a grasping manner, she applies ethereal essence for a second, resulting in a clone breathing life before those who would have her and her companions identified. The orchid clone places a hand under her elbow as the hand goes to mimick the original caster "I am Alex. Short for Alexandrita, a sapient being you would identify as a harlequin".

She says no more, as no more was required to be divulgated to the hosts of this location. The clone shatters into pieces of glass, the arcane in Alex's grasping hand since long forsaken.