<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">"So, what brings you to Fae Magick, Miss Maelyn?" She asked, looking both women up and down now. "I always loved grasshoppers. They seemed to be the most cheerful of insects." She said with a smirk on her face. She had spoken more of her thoughts openly than to either women in front of her. She then looked up, seeing a patron hassling one of the dancers. "Hold on, I need to pitch out some one." She said, leaping over the bar and walking over to the man as if she didn't even do anything special. <br/>
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She grabbed the man by his ear and started to walk him out, his body turning limp as Faeren's magic passed through his muscles to let her send him out the door. She then walked back in and went over to the two women, "So, where were we again?" She question, her smirk returning to her face, the 'wings' on her dress fluttering one moment and went back to normal.</span>​</div>