Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190712025408

Glinda senses the change in Morgan's persona. Somehow.. she knew something was threatening to surge out. In an instant the Wiccen grabs for the Lilim's extending hand. "DON'T. You've told us what happens when the ring's off. STAY with us, MORGAN." On the physical world both Albi and Elphabi are standing still... but on the other side it was a different story.

As Albi weakened under the sway of temptation, Elphabi tensed. Her fists shook.. as she gritted her teeth. "GODDAMNIT I have to do THIS - ( all of the sudden, her sillhouette of a form moves towards Albi and she forces her lips upon her, causing her mind to go blank and her own body to freeze) --!!!"

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"CRUCIR was a freedom fighting movement I used to work with. That was back when Oz was under som.e tyrant's rule, long story." Azkadia waved her hands. "Also, Anastasia's components were sort of handled by me, and when you're devoted to steam-tech and steam magic you toggle at a lot of machinery enough to make them a part of your daily routine."

The moment Repter stated the need to talk to her, the woman sipped at a cup of refreshments. "Yeah, thought you'd need me for a huddle. Hang on." She gently pokes the end of her wand underneath a table.. and smoke starts to puff out to engulf her, Repter, Nardu and Anastasia's bodies.

"On the count of three... you guys jump backward. We'll all be going invisible.. and what remains is a perfect smoke-duplicate of ourselves conversing back and forth from the refreshment table to the seats." Azkadia commanded. "One. Two. THREE!"