<div class="floatleft">(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/1dy58j.jpg)</div>Selene merely smiled as she gestured, a ball of flame filling her hand to light the slender cigar of scented tobacco she picked up from the desk as she added a touch of magick to the pin. It was a splendid piece of workmanship she had to admit. The extra power sped up the glamor as it took hold on her hair and spread downward. Her hair and eyes taking on that cast of brown that she had taken from the Staff of Solomons wood. Her skin took on the pale but clean tones she had worn on the meeting and her lips turning that exquisite tone of red she had chosen as the glamor spread downward.<br/><br/>"As you can see, glamor is a fairly easy magick." She turned Abby back to look in the mirror. "I've a few other things, but nothing as fast or blatant as a good glamor. The pin anchors the glamor to the wearer but you can spin glamors with ease, given the will and..." She pulled a single stray hair from Abby's shoulder as her own clothing vanished under the flow of the more open outfit she had seen Selene earlier that day.<br/>She held up the hair and smiled as she looped it around her finger to show it to Abby in the mirror.<br/><br/>"Law of Contagion.. what was once part of a whole retains a link to it." She says as she used a minor glamor to take on the appearance of Abby. Of course a single cast off hair wouldn't last long or be as full as the one she worked into the pin.<br/>