[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/0BFkPfU.png[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] High Rise Apartment Building
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan snorted slightly as Tinker Bell insulted Isabella's intelligence - maybe the fairy wasn't that bad after all... or was Tinker Bell a pixie? She couldn't really remember. It had been ages since she watched Peter Pan. She tended to stay up all night listening to true crime podcasts or watching videos of paranormal investigations. She had been an insomniac for as long as she could remember, never getting more than just a few hours of sleep a night. Her blood was at least fifty percent coffee at this point. Megan would have voted to leave Isabella in the magic circle a little bit longer, but Tinker released her. 

	[color=silver]"How about we leave before Maleficent turns us all to stone?"[/color] Megan suggested. [color=silver]"We can keep her book. I'm really curious as to how magic is practiced... If Maleficent doesn't keep tidy records and notes and record her observations, then I'm going to be disappointed."[/color] It was what any good scientist would do - record procedures, leave detailed notes and records, and then organize it all appropriately. She skimmed through the book, seeing spells on all sorts of topics. Some covered elemental magic, some were summoning spells. The latter ones struck her as a bit Lovecraft-esque.