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[witchmaker]

[ The feed clicks on to Angela, who has been steeling herself for the past half hour to even switch her PORTAL on. She's sitting on a bench in the city, near a busy grocery that masked patrons bustle in and out of in the background. She avoids looking at the PORTAL itself, more resting it at her knees and looking to the side, at nothing in

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[video]

[truailligh]

[Hello, have Shirley staring at the screen because it's not every day that the dead and beheaded are back to roam around again.]

[witchmaker]

[ Angela just finger-wiggle waves with a smile? ]

[truailligh]

Well, you look far better alive than dead, I'll say that much.

[witchmaker]

Most people do.

[truailligh]

Sorry, how rude, I'm Shirley, I'm glad you're better and well...I guess I benefitted as a side effect of your death.

[witchmaker]

Side-effect?

[ Gracefully side-steps that whole death comment~ ]

[truailligh]

I'm a banshee - we're death omens and I didn't know how well that would transfer to being here. The power comes from somewhere else and if you can't feel death then well you go...

[A hand comes up to twirl in a circle next to her head in the gesture for crazy.]

[witchmaker]

Oh no, that sounds horrible. Well, the going crazy part, anyway. Especially since things... [ She looks down a little, that cheery facade dropping off a little. ] Things are definitely different here.

[truailligh]

That's nothing - you had your head chopped off..sorry, can I get your name? It'd feel more proper if I did. [You can say that again.] Sometimes it could almost be pleasant but it really veers towards the uncanny valley too much for that.

[witchmaker]

Well, you know. We all take our lumps. [ She chuckles a little at that, though she does idly touch her neck a little, an uncertain look on her face. ] I'm Angela.

Uncanny is right.

[truailligh]

And some are harder to swallow than others. [She smiles at the direction of the screen, pretending she didn't catch that gesture.] I'm Shirley McAllister.

[witchmaker]

Glad to meet you, Shirley. I'm glad I at least kept you from going crazy. It's nice to accomplish something here... Even if I didn't intend it.

[truailligh]

Do you remember anything that happened? I'm double warding any room I'm in just in case this creep comes strutting in.

[witchmaker]

[ She looks a little nervous. ] Do you... know how to lock these things so only we can see it? I'd rather talk about it in private, if not.

[private]

[truailligh]

Mmmm, hang on a moment.

[And she disappears for a few minutes, going back through the PORTAL until she finds what she's looking for.]

Okay, got it, that's it locked.

[ Private ]

[witchmaker]

Oh good. I really don't want her to know how much I remember, and I don't know how many people can see all this.