[center][h3][color=d8bfd8]Nero – Dragon Fang Hall[/color][/h3]
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Honestly, Nero should have known that a Dragon Fang mage wouldn't just let him talk to someone.  Strange people didn't get that right; they had to prove they were innocent before they could be allowed to do normal things.  The genie, did not, however, think particularly ill of Zen.  This was just the was it is.  Nero adjusting his glasses, thinking.  [color=d8bfd8]“Well, you probably don't know me that well, but I'm a lot like Eve over there.  I wasn't around for most of the whole hubbub earlier, but I did Eve's-drop at the end, heh heh, so I've got an idea of her character.  Both of us are really happy people, but we've got...how should I put this?  Unique medical conditions.  I'm just a little more-self aware than most.”[/color]

After giving a wry smile, he lowered his voice a touch.  [color=d8bfd8]“When it comes to nuttiness, it kinda takes one to understand one.  And I'm not talking cashews, here.  A lot of the best therapists were once a bit crazy themselves.  I think I might be able to help Eve a hex of a lot more than you two might, no offense.  Plus, I've got a new spell that might be able to help her, and yes it's fully tested now.”[/color] Feeling the need for a parlour trick, he traced a finger in front of him, using the Law of Embodiment to change the colorless air to gaseous, yellow-green Chlorine, drawing floating letters.  He worked quickly if a little messily, and when he was done, the words [i]LAW OF MANIFESTATION[/i] hovered in the air, slowly drifting upward.  [color=d8bfd8]”When it comes to change, I'm a miracle worker.”[/color]