A bizarre little sensation begins to take over...No! It can't be...
But alas it is, an almost imperceptible shadow envelops and tickles her into giggle fits (Oh that damned weakness!). Shaking and laughing so hard, she almost doesn't realize the clever and mischievous Mordred has stolen her win...almost didn't realize...but of course, her radar is never far from the prize.
Regaining control of her senses (not easy when you're crying from laughter, but the force is strong in this one
) she sends out an energy field that encapsulates the meddlesome vampire in purple bubble that carries the scent of victory (to those unfamiliar, it smells like dark chocolate laced with liqueur). Sauntering over she slips her hand inside the luscious bubble, and pries the win from Mordred's fingers. Smiling she gives his ribs a little tickle for good measure, and then tucks the win safely inside her pocket. She winks. "Nice try but I'll keep my win thanks. Oh, and don't worry...the effect will wear off sometime before dawn."