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One thing at a time, people D=
A thought struck me. "Wait, if you want to leave here why couldn't you, yourself? You are a sorceress, you have the power, and you aren't stupid. A way out wouldn't be that hard to find."
Araches glared at me. "You think I WANT to be out there? With Uberbob? Are you crazy? Just by being around him my IQ gets lower... plus I'm tired of all those childish attempts to get into my clothes." She paused.
"Anyway, I would much rather stay here... with you."
That was about the last thing I wanted. I quickly changed the subject. "Where did you get that hat?"
Araches, caught only slightly off-guard, said in a conspiratorial tone of voice, "I got them from Fox. He traded them for my old clothes on the one condition that I didn't tell anybody that these were his clothes, and not something he just stocked for trading." She paused and laughed theatrically. "Oh, looks like I accidently said it. Silly me... well, it's better then my old stuff. It's a law of the universe that female magic users loose power the more they wear."
She, seeing the look in my eyes, instantly said, "And no, you can't have this hat."
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