[center][h1][color=dodgerblue]Linus Teague-Winslet[/color][/h1]
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[hr]Location - Cedar Ash Inn [hr]Interacting with: [@Queentze] [@Caits] [@Legion02] [@Blackpanther][/center]

If the girl was able to touch the charms without falling into an incohesive trance, that was at least one point in favor of trusting these people. However, Linus wasn't sure about the rules of how magic worked. Maybe they'd have a different effect on him than they did on Abigale. Nevertheless, he was out of options here. There was little to no hope of escaping, and even if he managed to get out, where would he go? Juvy might actually be worse than being kidnapped.
[color=dodgerblue]Well, here goes nothing...[/color] He thought, hesitantly taking the charms in his hand. 
The effect was quite immediate. His anxiety melted off in seconds, leaving him feeling nauseous and uncertain but considerably less panicky. The withdrawal effects also seemed to dissipate. He was pretty sure now that these were given to him to further coerce him into compliance with whatever they wanted from him, but he was hesitant to let go of the charms. He didn't really want to start crying or have a seizure or otherwise succumb to overwhelming panic. 
Now that he was feeling a bit more secure, he decided to speak up. He cleared his throat, looking around the room at the few who still occupied it. [color=dodgerblue]"...I have some questions."[/color] He piped up in his typical Scottish accent, his voice sounding only a little shaky and quiet. [color=dodgerblue]"First of all, what do you want me here for? I mean, are you going to turn me in to the coppers or sell me to a drug cartel or something? Because in that case, I was doing okay on the streets..."[/color]