Gemma considered it a true thing of beauty when she could hear the angry ramblings of her own beliefs from the mouth of a teenager. Things couldn't have fallen into place more perfectly. This could be her first recruit, her ideal soldier. "Why throw yourself off the astronomy tower and waste good blood when you could just as easily throw one of them?" she asked, her eyes lighting up at even the thought.
She couldn't help the smile that found it's way onto her lips as Alex talked about muggles. "Why wait til their lining up at the door though?" she asked easily. "Why not dispatch of as many as you can before they sully our bloodlines any further?"
"Unknown blood," she tutted. "That's mighty dangerous stuff there. Never know what kind of nonsense they could be brinin' in," she shook her head sympathetically. "I'm sure this friend of yours will smarten up and if she doesn't... well... you could always... help her," she chose her words very carefully as she spoke of the girl's friend. "No proper witch would ever get rid of one of her own, especially not to muggles. Waste 'a good blood," she shook her head.
