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Wow. The situation just got... extreme. Not only did the hair-ruffling of the boy from Anya set him off, it seemed like everyone there was accounted for. What a glorious day to start off to with these people. Magdalene made a mental note to not touch the boy unless it was necessary, not that she would under most circumstances.

Mags was about to get down to comfort the boy when Liv had already stepped up to the task. She seemed really motherly to the "little bird" and it caused Mags to scream internally. It was oddly incredibly adorable to watch Liv calm down the little bird, and it just made Mags happy on the inside to see the woman handle him. Hopefully it would work well, because Mags really didn't want to have to give it a shot. The first comment about the nightstalkers caused her a bit of reluctance to work with the bird.

Mark mentioned something about it being a nice place to store captives, and Mags began to think out loud while pacing around the room. [color=f7941d]"I dun' think we're really captives. I'm thinkin' what they said about rehabilitation was true to some extent, at least in their eyes it was. Pro'lem is, we gotta figure out what we all have in common that would put us all in this s-"[/color] 

Mags' attention was diverted at the rather boastfully curvy woman who just entered the room, with her ass full of sass. Holy heck. Mags had seen curvier girls before but this woman had to have had some implants or something. She asked a question about how everyone's day had been going. [color=f7941d]"I've stayed up fer twenty-six hours straight before with nonstop surgeries, this rivals the sleep-deprived day after that."[/color] Mags stopped pacing as she looked at the new girl. [color=f7941d]"Who're you, miss?"[/color]