Masks 2

Desmond puts his hand up. Now that he was, quite literally outside his own body and no longer suffering from the physical effects of his magic drug overdose, but still probably very much suffering the magical effects, he could actually think clearly.

"About that forbidden magic spell us magic types are casting," Desmond began cautiously. "Exactly what level of forbidden are we talking here? Whats the arcane consequences? I mean I'll still do it but you know, professional concerns and all that."