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[hexappeal]

Hello there, young padawans. [Her voice is flat, almost to the point of disinterest.] I've been skulking about for a few days and I'll cut straight to the point: I'm pretty sure that I'm ready to leave now. [More emotion starts to present itself; frustration with the slightest trace of anger.] I get the whole "stuck" thing, but that's always such crap. Someone's usually behind that and they'll usually fold if approached the right way -- which in my case may very well be with a fist.

[She lets a little huff of air out, almost a laugh.] But I'm getting ahead of myself. So, how about this! I'll even be a good sport about it (if you could see me, I am smiling and not going to press any sort of interdimensional charges on you, I promise). I'm a busy woman with a cat to feed and a teenage cousin to roll my eyes at back home. Send me to my San Francisco and I'll forget this ever happened.

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[happytobleed]

Most likely, but I don't recommend trying anything without a plan and a lot of fire power.

[ A pause. ]

If you do come up with a good plan, I would be happy to help.

[hexappeal]

Does that make you the fire power?

[happytobleed]

I'm happy to be part of it, but something tells me I won't be enough.

[hexappeal]

Then it's time to band together, wouldn't you say?

[happytobleed]

When you have a plan of attack, you're welcome to contact me. My name is Castiel.

I'll do the same if I come across a viable plan from another source.

[hexappeal]

There's a lot of things to assess before I can come up with any semblance to a plan, it would seem.

I'm Zatanna. Keep me on your contact list. [Wow, you can practically hear the wink.]