<span style="color: blue">"You've yet to give me any reason to believe you're actually sane, you started out stalking me relentlessly claiming to know me from a past life and now you have panic attacks if I'm not close enough for you to smell. I think you're a lot of things, but sane is not one of them. That said, I don't find your presence unpleasant so your... dependence on me is livable. No, I think I'm a fairly normal mage, but you're right, things are starting to make sense but very slowly." </span>She nodded a bit and returned to her reading.<span style="color: blue">"Such research would be fully supported by men and women alike so I'm sure I could find help, but I'll need test subjects other than myself. I could also use..." </span>Gears began to turn in the mage's mind as she sat up, an all too familiar glow in her eyes as she began to write out arcane runes in the air.<span style="color: blue">"Come on, come on, I spent enough time practicing this damn spell." </span>After a moment she blinked off the bed and pulled open a time rift.<span style="color: blue"> "Yes! I'll be right back, I promise." </span>She stepped through the portal which slammed shut behind her, but as soon as the portal closed another opened and the mage stepped back out.<span style="color: blue"> "Fantastic. Consider my next project for... mmm, contraception under way."</span>The mage checked to make sure everything was where it should be then returned to her spot on the bed.<span style="color: blue"> "I have to be careful about doing that, there's a rogue and dangerous mage who likes to play with timelines and I don't need her attention. But now that I know time is but a tool I can do so much more."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>