"Where did you get magic before you started stealing mine?" asked Reg, her voice full of anger. She put a forcefield around her magic so that when it becomes airborne Star can't steal it. Then, Star's guantlets burst into flames. "Stealing magic is a terrible crime, Star." she says seriously.
"Well," Reg said, with an edge in her voice that would make any sane person cower in fear, "Dont... steal... magic."
Irin looks to a certain spot in mid air and tolls her eyes. "Not now..." she says. She goes into the kitchen, waves her hand and a door apears. She walks in and the door disapears behind her.
Reg sees the room... She thinks too herself Wow... this place is huge... maybe even infinite and boundless...
"I wonder what it would take to capture a spirit in these things..." Star puts them both on and attaches a part meant to allowed enhanced and controlled containment. "Worst case scenario, I end up like lady was yesterday." Star commented.