[She considers it for a minute; it would mean getting up, ugh, but okay okay fine, she hauls herself up and gets a piece of chalk and moves to the door.
She takes a moment to remember how it goes, and finally sketches a ward out on chalk. She turns and makes a flourishy wave. No angels allowed.]
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She takes a moment to remember how it goes, and finally sketches a ward out on chalk. She turns and makes a flourishy wave. No angels allowed.]