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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location:[/color] Train Hallway
[color=limegreen]Magic:[/color] N/A
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	"[color=limegreen]Oi, what kinda shite is that?[/color]" Elizabeth found herself saying, quickly rising to anger at the Trolley Witch wanting to write her and her friend up for standing up to Ismelda's blatant racism, "[color=limegreen]Respectfully miss, o' course.[/color]" She cleared her throat, trying to maintain her temper, "[color=limegreen]But in what world should the two of us get in trouble fer callin' out a bully? I dunno if you know what it's like, but anybody who'd call a fellow witch a mudblood deserves far worse than a shove and some mean words.[/color]" Nevertheless, she knew lying about her name wouldn't get her anywhere, "[color=limegreen]Shout it fro' the towers, name's Elizabeth Flame, and I ain't ashamed of what I, or what me friend here just did.[/color]" Her eyes were burning at this point, ready to get into a full on argument here and now.

	She found her brow furrowing at the Trolley witch, it was safe to say the Flame was fuming. "[color=limegreen]And more than any o' that, [i]she[/i][/color]" Elizabeth jabbed a finger over at Fae, "[color=limegreen]has an amazin' point. If yer even thinki' about tryin' to get 'er in trouble for doin' her job, yer just as bad as Murk.[/color]" At this point, half of what she was saying was out of pure anger, and half in the hope that she'd be getting the Trolley Witch angry, or ashamed enough to forget about about Fae. Mintfree certainly didn't deserve to go down for acting in defense of her, and she'd do whatever she could to keep that from happening, even if it meant making things worse for herself. That was just the witch she was, at least when it came to Fae. She knew she'd do that same for her, at least for something like this.