[It had been a few minutes since the bunny headed girl had fallen through the hole and, through a flurry of flailing and a freak out that involved her running around the room interrogating people, she had touched the gem and, needless to say, found herself torn about the situation. But the last straw for the nine year old? She felt the back of the neck heavy with her own gem: Oregon Opal.

Not that she would know what it was or what it looked like].

And who CARES what it looks like! [Louise exploded out of the temple, looking to find answers from any passer-by]. Who sticks a gem in the back of someone's head?! It's like "oh hey, I'm gonna stick you in this world where you frikin' don't know anyone or anything, but here you go, and here's an accessory for your neck? No thanks! Is this real? Is this legal?! I'm only a kid!

I don't even know my powers! What a gyp!