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 [b] "Why would you believe her? You see how she's taunted you before."[/b]
Cienna would sigh softly hovering up and sitting on the bed beside Julies body and gently touching her face ever so gently. [color=darkorchid]“I believe because I felt her emotions.”[/color] She would say softly. Her tone was soothing and filled with emotions. [color=darkorchid]“I want you both to be happy…”[/color] she was speaking the truth, it was the one thing she wanted most in the world at this point. Were it not Julie and Erin sharing one body that she were bonded to she might have found it impossible, but with those two she found she couldn’t accept one without the other, they were likened to a coin, two sides, of the whole.

[color=darkorchid]”why do you think that the gods cursed you?”[/color] she would ask softly her tone showing love and care to the woman on the bed she was now sitting on. She didn’t know what else she could do other than resort to her magic which she already knew was beginning to weaken thanks to the day prior. She also considered it to be rather obtrusive to use her magic in a method that would bend the will of another living being. 

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The next morning Zephyr would return to attempt to catch the owner of the unit at home or maybe talk to the other tenants to find out if any other strange things have happened there recently. It’s not like this case was going to be easy to solve as the powerful magic that stopped the tornado had all but destroyed the traces of magic that created it before he could arrive on the scene. As he walked he happened to glance at his wrist a new marking having etched itself onto his skin. 
[color=gold]“Oh Fuck me!”[/color] he says as he read it, ‘today!’ he thought to himself as he arrived at the apartment building now seriously debating returning to the church and waiting the day out. He knew that wasn’t really an option as he had to complete his investigation before the church would give him further instructions. He would enter into the building allowing his senses to expand again, as he had suspected all traces of magic being erased by now he would sigh. 
[color=gold]”Time to get it started with.[/color] He walks around the building knocking on doors, some answer and are happy to give him any information they can, while others don’t answer at all, then there are those that answer and simply slam the door shut on him again. He would shrug to himself as he reached another door the smell of paints and turpentine permeating the air around it he would reach up an knock, he would note the slight burn of his wrist but honestly would ignore it unless it got a lot worse.