As Blair looked curiously at the card a voice emanated sideways from the magic sticker that seals the quality of the card. Now that it was mentioned, the card sticker was crimson and the card itself was made out of a heavier material than paper.
"Blair."
Blair almost jumped out of her skin, but of course it's impossible to buy that sort of reaction.
"Hello, I'm the card spirit."
By now Blair had almost accepted the logic - But this had to mean that this was a card for changing boys in to girls, no doubt.
"Hello, card spirit." She said formally.
"What and where are you, though?"
"... And why are you here?"
"Heheh, I have the same thoughts as you Blair - I can read your mind."
The mystique in his voice definitely made her shudder in opposition.
"This card actually works - And I know, because I've seen people use it for centuries, my past is a grave, grave one. The only order I'm ever given is to change boys in to girls - And I'm happy with the job. Living until this card is cracked is a big bore - but I'm always rejuvenated when those pesky males eat their words."
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