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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Jungle
Skills: Transmutation, Gun Arm
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	As they were transported into the Jungle, Elizabeth groaned, seeing they came up short in terms of luck. She didn't want to be in the hot insect ridden dangerscape that this would end up being, but she would deal with it. As she was handed a stick, she looked down at it and squinted. Wood was [i]weird[/i] and she honestly didn't know if she would be able to do anything here. "[color=limegreen]I'll see what I can do, give me a second.[/color]" She said, before gripping it with both hands, and closing her eyes. The material was porous, and springy, and only one of those things she could change, try to make it hard and strong. Sliding her hands down the stick, it turned to a metal, but still with the texture and [i]look[/i] of a stick.

	Smiling down at it she remarked, "[color=limegreen]I'd do some good work as an artist.[/color]" thinking out loud, before looking back up, and realized that the world didn't stop when she wasn't paying attention. How rude of it. Carolina had been attacked, and her brain went into offense mode. Gripping the stick with her real hand, she charged at the beast, and drove the stick through its eye, before looking at the other one, and firing a blast at it, knocking it back. "[color=limegreen]Sorry about that, I'll try to pay better attention. Here.[/color]"  She said, pulling the stick back and handing it over to her.