Susan Amelia Bones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} susanamybones) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Susan laughed and clapped her hands delightedly."That's what I like to here Ernest. I want man slaves. Also a divan. I want to be carried around the Ministry on a divan by man slaves."
"I suppose you're right," she conceded blithely before cracking up. "Oh come on Ernie, I'm like an inch taller than you, you can't wrestle me into submission like you used to when we were ickle kiddies."
She blinked at him, rather impressed. "That was very poetic dear. I rather liked it. The spell she used was some sort of charm to counteract the effects of a hex or jinx, but only specific ones. It was fascinating." She paused and looked away thoughtfully. "But I've always found rune magic to be interesting too."