[Mika wouldn't be surprised, and at this point might be suspecting as much not that it stops her from reacting anyway.
Slipping her hand into one of her satchels, she pulls out a small brass and copper rod and gave it a small flick. Her walking stick that she also used as a chalk marker extends and locks itself into position with a click as the first of Jezebel's ward machines came into sight. Mika swings it up to let it rest on her shoulder.]
I do believe that whatever higher powers watch over us have a terrible sense of humor.
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Slipping her hand into one of her satchels, she pulls out a small brass and copper rod and gave it a small flick. Her walking stick that she also used as a chalk marker extends and locks itself into position with a click as the first of Jezebel's ward machines came into sight. Mika swings it up to let it rest on her shoulder.]
I do believe that whatever higher powers watch over us have a terrible sense of humor.