[@BlackPanther][@Wick]


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Jac was about to speak to the male when she witnessed something she could not ignore when she saw a young female with a confusing aura be accosted by a weremale and quite literally kidnapped before her eyes by said male; the Publican (Athos) and witch by his aura had been partially culpable.


The smile that blossomed on her lips went doll like as she opened her eyes slightly wider her then her pupils expanding so large that the blue became like decorative sapphire rings around obsidian spheres. Her vision now went beyond the veil seeing the spiritual and arcane energies around her making glyphs and wards standout to her eyes like soft gossamer nimbus surrounding object and person or creature as she speaks a word that was once said spoken in the temples of Bast.


Then once she has opened her eyes she seems to make a small silver flask appear in her hand as if by magic but is actually sleight of hand but the contents themselves some dark potion tinctured in strong rum which Jac takes a sip of before palming the flask back where ever it is that she keeps it.


[color=tomato]Perhaps he not as neutral as we be wantin, edider dat or he no be as man O’ trust; a worker of dark secrets?[/color] she says pinching her chin between her right index and thumb as she rocks from side to side almost like she were a serpent.


[color=tomato]Yes me needs to know if this be business as is ere; should I be needin ta enter wit a bodyguard, sword or pistols braced? Please tell me my frin[/color] she says in a soft sweet sounding whisper like pillow talk.