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[center][h3][color=red]Rosalyn Bell[/color][/h3][/center]
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[color=red]"My magecraft actually do something to her?  Somehow I doubt that."[/color]  Rosalyn had read somewhere that the only thing that could fight servants were other servants... Or presumably something at least as strong as a servant.  [color=red]"Well, I suppose I could try."[/color]  Her last cig went out before on the ride over but that was fine.  It was still usable and only half gone.  [color=red]"Wanna use this up for the most part though."[/color]

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her lighter, popped the cap open and clicked it on.  Using her magecraft, the flame from the lighter slowly carried over in a stream to the half-used cigarette and light it on fire again.  Rosalyn brought it to her mouth again, letting the sweet poisonous air into her body again.  [color=red]"Ahh, wonderful."[/color]  She breathed the smoke aside so it wouldn't blast in Caster's face.  [color=red]"Don't suppose you want a puff."[/color]  She teased the ancient Norse woman as she pocketed her lighter again and wrapped one hand around the maiden's waist just in case they moved.