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Magius sits at a table, eyes glowing as he studies a spellbook. His power levels are slowly rising back towards what they were before his illness, and, with them, his access to spells as well. So here he is, in the Bar, reading, while a plate of breakfast grows cold and a glass of red wine grows luke warm.

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Amanda catches site of Magius on her way out. Hesitating for a moment she descides that despite everything on his plate right now he needs to know about Nina.

Slowly sitting down across from him. Her tone has no spirit to it, "Morning Magius." unable to bring herself tocall it a good morning.

He looks up and smiles, then catches sight of her face and stops.

"What's wrong?"

So he hasn't heard. Guess it's best that he hears it from a friend.

Her voice is soft and quivers just a bit, "Magius, have you...seen Nina recently?"

He gets a wqorried look on his face as he realizes he hasnt.

"No, not since the day I woke up. Why? What's wrong?"

Amanda places her hand on his arm. "She fell into the bar yesterday thinking she had been riddled with bullet wounds and saying how those that she killed in her terrorist days had come to take her back to Hell. Last I saw she was in the infirmary being looked after by Guppy."

She keeps her hand on his arm and a close eye on her friend. The look in Amanda's eyes relfect the pain in her heart.

Magius's blood runs cold as he listens. He sits there and sighs.

"I need tosee her... what... how... Nina..."

His voice breaks into a groan. then he stands.

"I will see you later."

His voice is chojed and strangled sounding as he turns and heads towards the informary.

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