Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-37603298-20181123221338/@comment-32987979-20181128231103

"Outside the circle... there could be others coming. Does she mean Laila and Zina?" Ciara wondered. "Anlon, could you try Inflicting on this Shade?"

"I need to know exactly where she is to harm only her." Anlon shook his head. "Otherwise I'd unleash it on everyone here, which I am /not/ doing."

"There's only the three of us. Two Gusters and an Inflictor, and /maybe/ a Beguiler and Telepath. If they can even make it here." Ciara kicked the ground.

Laila busted into her large home. "Zina, get down here! I need you, it's important!"

"What could I possibly do to please you, Your Majesty?" Her older sister mocked. She stepped outside of her room onto the balcony. She was a tall girl, with all of Laila's beauty except her pouty red lips, midnight blue eyes and sheen chocolate brown hair that fell in soft waves to her waist. "You're too special to need my talents, surely."

That was where Zina had it wrong. There was nothing special about Laila- not in her parent's eyes, anyway. She was their successful golden child, and still Zina was able to find jealousy for her younger sister. And it drove Laila crazy. But now was not the time to fire up a nasty retort. "Actually, Ciara says she needs a Telepath. She didn't have time to explain, but it's important."