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[color=gold]Magnus Bane[/color]
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Magnus raised a brow at what was occurring in front of him. [i]Im too old for this[/i] He shook his head and composed himself. [color=gold]"I have an ability called The Sight. With one look i can tell what you are. Though warlocks and witches give me problems.[/color] He lightly lifted a hand and a small ball of light formed itself in front of his now snake like eyes. [color=gold]"Witch child...you need training in order to not be a danger to well everyone. That is why you were brought here. Though you could have stayed in the hospital which had newly turned werewolves who are experiencing influxes of aggression."[/color] He lightly snapped and the ball puffed out in a cloud of shimmer. His usual flair picking up as he tilted his head. Eyes flashing back to normal. 

[color=gold]"It is not my place to teach you as you are not the kind I normally help. I would not recommend leaving. With there being all the chaos...you will not find anywhere safer then here."[/color] [i]Or the clinic or my place[/i] In the vet clinic there were several small runes scattered to protect it...his house had more. He was suddenly taken off guard by abigale. Both her comment and suddenly being hugged. He seemed to freeze there before he gently put a hand on her as some form of awkward comfort. [i]I need a drink....so many drinks[/i]