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Jayne Dough (jayne_dough) wrote in pandorarpg,

"Trust me, I'm not the one who will be doing the regretting."

She could feel the thrum of power in her limbs. Jayne didn't recognize it, but knew it nevertheless, as it had been growing more and more ever since she had first put on the mask and been possessed by Pandora. Her hand was lifted and brought up to her face, and it wasn't her imagination - there were traces of strong magic all around her fingers.

"Oh, it's been so long," Pandora spoke again through Jayne's lips. "But I feel it again. Not quite strong enough yet, but still enough to teach a lesson."

More words were spoken as her finger pointed at the door, and Jayne was awed by the use of wand-less magic. Wizards needed wands to focus their magic, but this... this took a power and focus that were far beyond her.

What did you do?

"Nothing she hasn't experienced already..."

For the next time Marietta looked into the mirror, she would see a new word carved into her forehead, but this time looking as if it had been slashed in. Just a single, meaningful word.

Bint.