"Makes sense, your job is to hunt people not stars." Belle shrugs. "Maybe you'll be fighting over a thinly-frozen lake with killer whales? It's not entirely out of the realm of possibility." Nothing was. Not with Magic.

Before Belle can answer the question, there's a buzz. She looks past Phoenyx looking half-confused and half-annoyed at the interruption when all of a sudden she facepalms. "Aw crap! I can't believe I forgot. I've got a...it's an important phone call I've got to make." She all but herds Phoenyx out the door, but in a gentle friendly way. "Raincheck on the dance lesson. We'll hang out next training session. Can't wait!"

The Magi part ways perhaps having learned a bit more about each other, and more about the magnificent possibilities of magic when confronted with the limitations of the human mind. In the end, Will conquers the fiercest of barriers.


Thanks for a fun Scene! Happy New Year