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[color=orange]Location: Teleporter Room
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[color=orange]“Alright. I understand. Hold still and try to relax.”[/color]

Kassandra was acutely aware that she had not been forgiven. The ‘we can discuss this later’ made her absolutely nauseous. Her aunt used to use that line all the time, when they were in public and she wanted to save face. The ‘discussion’ that came later was usually deeply unpleasant. This was going to come back to bite her. She would be very, very surprised if Zach did not hit her back later, when they were alone. There was nothing to be done about it.

But she said she would ease the pain, and she would do it. With a subtle summon of the magic she had left, she reached out for Zach’s throat and held her fingers above it. His pain would ease off into sort of a numb feeling, a pins and needles buzzing. [color=orange]“That should hold you for a while, until you feel better.[/color]” With that, she rose up and went for her room slowly, keeping the illusion intact.

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Later, she reluctantly joined the rest of the team in her casual clothing. She was wearing a short coral and white dress with soft brown gladiator sandals. She would have rather worn just the dress, but she had learned last week that humans had weird rules about shoes. Her thick curls were done up in 2 buns with little white bows, and she was running a simple illusion to turn her hair an average human black. Even her normally brilliant orange eyes were faded to brown.

This was going to be a strange sort of mission. They were basically being ordered to relax, which didn’t quite make sense to her. Evidently the ‘mall’ was some sort of giant market. She had yet to travel in a vehicle before. But she also wasn’t sure why Zach was bringing a shotgun. Was it dangerous? [color=orange]“I’ll take the Zeta tube, I guess.”[/color] She actually had a small weekly stipend due to being hired at the Atlantean court, so she was not without a cash supply. One of the others might have to actually count it out for her, as she wasn’t really sure what anything was going to cost.

The quicker she could get through this, the better. Hopefully this could go without incident?