the scissors would glance off of Order as though she were made of solid steel and she grabbed the woman's wrists.<span style="color: #ffff00">"silence! you will do nothing of the sort."</span>she nodded to Delithia and then grabbed the woman by the forehead and started a deep scan of the woman's brain to see if the problem was physical from either defect or damage, chemically induced via imbalance, a defect in her personality or trauma induced.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>