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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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As far as Matthew could tell, these Hood kids thought small. Trinkets, physical evidence, all things easily acquired and manipulated. Who was to say she couldnt fake Arcadian birth certificates, or simply have a broken arrow that "belonged" to their father? No, Colby was right. They needed something intangible. Some proof that magic truly exists and that beyond it is another world unknown to man. He wanted to answer the red headed hood about his lineage but his eyes were fixated on Tink. What would she do with such demands? How would she prove her validity as an other realmly being? They were distracted before but now he knew her wing trick. His eyes were fixated on her hands to see if there was a mechanism, or fish wire, something to show it was all smoke and mirrors. 

But Matthew learned two things in that moment. One, Tink was not a one trick pony. Two, magic was real and she could do it in their realm. A small portal opened up before Tink, Matthew trying to get a glance inside of it to see the land beyond, to see where it is she was reaching. Her hand vanished within the space and then arrived once more with a small locket for the two new girls. [Color=CC9900]"I think we can all agree that an actual vortex into another realm that produced a trinket from your childhood is a good enough piece of evidence? As for who may parents are, well I came to this realm with a trinket from them. A hat and a riddle. The Mad Hatters hat to be exact. Tink here confirmed that he was my father that I'd been searching for all these years in while in the system."[/color]