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[403rtfm]

Hi. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Dairine Callahan. This is an FYI. I, my sister Nita Callahan--the tall, brunette dork from New York--and one Ronan Nolan Jr.--the mopey Irish guy in black with his hair in his face--are wizards. No, we don't need billowing robes, pointy hats, or magic wands. Yes, we do magic. No, we will not turn you

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[onerrantry]

Oh no, you're staying and helping with the Q & A.

[403rtfm]

Well, neither of you wanted to make the announcement, so I got stuck with it. I think it's only fair.

[onerrantry]

Don't care! You're staying.

[403rtfm]

...well, thanks to Mister I'm-not-okay-with-it-except-when-I-am over there, it looks like I'm stuck here anyway.

[gothrumefirst]

Hey! Don't insult Ronan-kun! ... That's my job!

Besides, I'd say he's more cranky than mopey...

[403rtfm]

I'm not insulting him. I just call them like I see them.

[gothrumefirst]

It's the same thing!!

[403rtfm]

How is it an insult if it's the truth?

[tobethemiracle]

[doing that canon godmode thing he does in book eight \o/]

Stay where you are, Dairine.

[403rtfm]

...

[403rtfm]

...ha ha, buddy.

[tobethemiracle]

You started this. You can see it through.

[fingeroflife]

...I hope you were not expecting surprise.

((Could vanish into slumber at ANY TIME.))

[onerrantry]

Not from you, no. Hi, Francescu.

[fingeroflife]

I would definitely hope not. Well met, Nita.

[onerrantry]

I have a question for you, actually. Can you see into the future at all?

[moonlasermakeup]

Well it's about time. Oh, and hi Dairine!

[403rtfm]

...Carmela?

[moonlasermakeup]

[Waves!]

What's up?

[403rtfm]

Huh. Hey. We're announcing the fact that we're wizards to all of camp.

...you wouldn't have happened to bring Kit, Sker'ret, or Roshaun with you, yeah?