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*.....scratch.........scratch........scratch...... scratch......*
Obviously, she was allergic to something somewhere in this castle. That had to be it, not mosquitos like she'd originally thought since the cold weather would've killed those suckers off by now. Luckily, she was a witch and was able to rid herself of all those pesky scratches her nails left with potions. Unluckily, she was paying more attention to the itch on her arm than she was to her surroundings and almost collided with a candle. Ooops. "Morning, Professor Flamel," she greeted, hoping he hadn't noticed her near collision.
Archer chose a nice candle towards the center of the room to stand beside, pulling her rune stones out of her bag and placing it by her feet.
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