[center][h3][b][color=ff48a5]Mary Sue Sullivan[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://image.film.at/images/cfs_landscape_616w_347h/7106616/46-149344534.jpg
[/img][hr][b][color=ff48a5]Location:[/color][/b] Framework Area
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	Magical healing was absolutely a new feeling, and as new blood filled her body and holes began to patch themselves Mary Sue tried to steady herself. Physical wounds, of course, could be healed any which way (or in this case, any [i]witch[/i] way.), but with the way her education was going, Mary Sue had to make sure she was made of tougher stuff. It was hard to internalize that brutal injury was on the table, and that she'd have to keep getting up every time she endured it. Upon being asked about which parent to call, her and bonus Mary Sue made a brief, nauseous bit of eye contact, before quickly deciding that [i]obviously[/i] this was a  "let mom know and pray she didn't tell dad" kind of situation, and simultaneously rattled off Niah's contact info.

	Bonus Mary Sue, if not for the absurdity and terror of the current situation, would have been absolutely losing her mind at being surrounded by the heroes she adored, but things had honestly become surreal and difficult to process at this point. The vertigo was still awful, and at this point, she wanted her friends to be able to take her where she had to go to close the loop. This almost felt like the sort of thing they should have classes on, but it was maybe an edgecase, so that might not be generally applicable.