"Well..." She looked down at her plantsuit-clad feet for a moment. "There's one thing?" As she concentrated, black and pink smoke and sparkle started to wrap itself around her closed right fist. Then, with a silent poof Pixie's souldagger appeared in her hand. "I have this? It helps me fight against magical things." Pixie could also teleport, using a spell, but its not a power she used often. She preferred the use of her wings.