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thatdarncat (thatdarncat) wrote in silverage,

Wand? That's what she heard, and she couldn't deny that that was exactly what it looked like. And suddenly the boy seemed extremely agitated, losing what little color his cheeks had. She took another few steps back, bringing her guard back up as quickly as it had gone down. Things were getting weirder and weirder.

"I'm fine, kid. I don't need a clinic," she quickly replied, hand now sidling back to her whip.

"Really I should cut the boy a break. He's one of those transplants, thousands of miles away from home - I guess I'd be a little skittish, too," she thought to herself, and sighed heavily.

"I don't need a clinic," she repeated, "And I think you need to calm down a little. That wand or whatever isn't as surprising as it really ought to be," she mumbled, thinking back to her encounter with an honest-to-goodness angel from just a few short weeks ago. "So just...let's start over. I'm Selina,"