[h1][b][i][color=A2797E][center]Sabine Bassard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/24/48/44/2448445908978ae16b7b51f99d362e8b.gif[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=A2797E][b]Location[/b][/color]: Cafeteria
[color=A2797E][b]Costume[/b]: [url=https://ca-times.brightspotcdn.com/dims4/default/a48f220/2147483647/strip/true/crop/1920x1080+0+0/resize/1200x675!/quality/75/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fcalifornia-times-brightspot.s3.amazonaws.com%2F83%2F96%2Fb92fab694a4f92fcd05ffce180b9%2Fshe-pd224-01192123-rgb.jpg]She-Ra[/url][/color]
[color=A2797E][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Perception, Memory Manipulation
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They descended into what looked like a maze. As if it wasn't bad enough, they would now have to find their way through. Leah seemed to feel the same way. As they walked, Sabine was about to offer her two cents before she felt a presence. Too late to notice it, Sabine was grabbed and held in feral claws as a beast gripped her. She struggled but could not break through. 

Leah jumped into action quickly but did not manage to get her out. Sabine eyed her new enemy, gauging it. Though it was a werewolf, that did not mean it couldn't be manipulated. There was a mind in there. So Sabine closed her eyes and gritted through the pain as she entered the beast's mind palace.

when she opened her eyes, she saw red. It was like a blood miasma was covering the beast's thoughts. She could sense violence. Anger. She saw familiar faces pass by. Herself. Leah. April. Danni. Dorian. Each one came through to her, but each one was ripped. Violently blood-soaked. This was what the beast wanted. Everything she held dear, destroyed.

She got to work. She didn't want to put it down unless she had to. She attempted to replace the memories with positive ones. She got through a few of them, but it would take more effort.

So she put all she could into it. Memories of her loved ones. Leah, April, and herself becoming girlfriends. Danni's smile during the school fair. Dorian and her patching things up. The dance. The crowning. All hope-filled memories. 

And it worked. She could feel the tension leave Marrok and his mind cleared. Gone was the red-fueled haze. But Marrok didn't seem to know what to do. It began to...cry? Sabine couldn't imagine a werewolf crying, but here it was. And then it hugged her. [color=A2797E]"Umm....there, there?"[/color] she said, patting Marrok's back. 

[color=A2797E]"It's fine now Leah, don't hurt him. He's on our side now."[/color] Safe in the arms of their new friend, she tried to speak to him. [color=A2797E]"I hope you enjoy peace. Think you can help us shut this whole thing down, once and for all, and help more people?"[/color]