[Jazz sits up on the bed, bright green eyes staring at the door. Fortescue follows suit.]
Yes, I'm in here.
[She smiles, trying not to feel too self-conscious about her determined black eye and other bruises. The magic deprivation is aggravating the more minor injuries she still has.]
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Yes, I'm in here.
[She smiles, trying not to feel too self-conscious about her determined black eye and other bruises. The magic deprivation is aggravating the more minor injuries she still has.]
Didn't have too much trouble, I take it?