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"How much is the nightly rate?"
"Free."
"Oh. The room service?"
"Free."
"What's the catch, then?"
"You're not allowed to perform any magic. Here's your complimentary hot towel."
"Thanks. Huh, it smells like...liii..iike....chl...o..."
Kismet felt so light-headed from the chloroform to notice the prison wardens grabbing her from behind. Hours later, she woke up. Her magician outfit and wand were gone. Tight rubber was vacuum-sealed on her body. Her silenced lips couldn't even utter a simple escape spell.

Kismet is Plucky's OC


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