Artemis: *glances over Zulmire’s shoulder* “Oh what’chu got ‘dere, mon? You be bringin’ home more o’ dem pixies dan I know what t’ do wif!”* *softly chuckles*
Zulmire: “Yeh, yeh, shut up, woman….” *leans over Desiree, and tries to purge the magic from her being, flicking a three-fingered hand over her*