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Liam-don
Fondly Regard Creation.
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[X] Watch and wait. Maybe it'll work out peacefully.
Right. Those teens are pushy and refuse to take no for an answer, but things haven't gotten physical yet. Your intervention is as likely to make things worse as better, so you hold off for now. Who knows, maybe they'll take the hint and leave her alone.
And maybe you'll rediscover the First Magic before the night is over, too. Might as well dream big.
The girl valiantly tries to ignore her admirers as she goes about her shopping, but her cold attitude only spur them on and one of them finally reach out to grab her arm. She freezes, her shopping basket slipping off her grip. Like animals sensing weakness, the thugs crowd their prey with hungry leer, shamelessly enjoying the fear of their victim.
This has gone far enough, you think.
You're about to move when you catch the girl throwing you a look that stops you in your track. Even now, annoyance is the only feeling you can read on her face. She doesn't feel in danger at all.
Her hand digs into her large bag and a steel claw clamps down on your brain. Your arms go limp, your back gets ramrod straight. Your senses grow dull, until from the tip of your toes to the crest of your head, your whole body slip out of your control.
Your nervous system has been overtaken. This is bad, especially as you slowly feel the control tighten on your brain itself and your conciousness begins to slip away.
Hell no. You haven't weaseled out of a fight with a Saint to be taken out by a random kid on the streets.
You activate your circuits. It' s a close thing but you manage to push a trickle of prana through them. You feel it pass through your body, zapping you like an electric chock as it strains to expel the foreign power. But it's not enough and you are prisoner of your own body, the pain barely enough to keep you aware.
You need more power.
"Ah, having so much Star power makes life so difficult~" The girl sighs theatrically.
She moves around the men, looking them over. They stand frozen, caught in the girl's power just as you are.
A mind controller. No wonder she wasn't worried.
More power.
"I can't go anywhere without attracting the attention such crass individuals. Such is the fate of a Queen, I fear."
She digs into her bag once again and fishes out a remote control. At the push of a button, the thugs start to move all at once, walking down the aisle in a single file until they reach an empty corner. There they stop, face to the wall.
"Now what shall I do with you?" She drawls playfully.
You really don't like the way she's saying that.
With an herculean effort, you pour more prana in your circuits. The energy flows strongly and it feels like you've stuck your hand in a power socket as it burns away the girl's control. Your mind clears as your sensation returns.
She has golden eyes, you notice as she comes to stand right in front of you. With large, flashy stars in the middle.
She hums thoughfully. "From up close, you are pretty handsome."
Your fingers twitch. You flex them experimentally while she stares at your face. Their response is back to normal. You're in command of yourself once more.
Her hand slips under your shirt.
What.
"Oh goody," she whispers as she brazenly fondles your stomach. "Your muscle power is quite high, too."
Your chastity is in danger.
[] Stay still. You're curious to see how far she'll go.
[] Not interested. Tell her to stop right now.
[] Knock her out! You don't want her to put you under again.
[] Steal her remote. It looks like she needs to use her power.
[]...?
Right. Those teens are pushy and refuse to take no for an answer, but things haven't gotten physical yet. Your intervention is as likely to make things worse as better, so you hold off for now. Who knows, maybe they'll take the hint and leave her alone.
And maybe you'll rediscover the First Magic before the night is over, too. Might as well dream big.
The girl valiantly tries to ignore her admirers as she goes about her shopping, but her cold attitude only spur them on and one of them finally reach out to grab her arm. She freezes, her shopping basket slipping off her grip. Like animals sensing weakness, the thugs crowd their prey with hungry leer, shamelessly enjoying the fear of their victim.
This has gone far enough, you think.
You're about to move when you catch the girl throwing you a look that stops you in your track. Even now, annoyance is the only feeling you can read on her face. She doesn't feel in danger at all.
Her hand digs into her large bag and a steel claw clamps down on your brain. Your arms go limp, your back gets ramrod straight. Your senses grow dull, until from the tip of your toes to the crest of your head, your whole body slip out of your control.
Your nervous system has been overtaken. This is bad, especially as you slowly feel the control tighten on your brain itself and your conciousness begins to slip away.
Hell no. You haven't weaseled out of a fight with a Saint to be taken out by a random kid on the streets.
You activate your circuits. It' s a close thing but you manage to push a trickle of prana through them. You feel it pass through your body, zapping you like an electric chock as it strains to expel the foreign power. But it's not enough and you are prisoner of your own body, the pain barely enough to keep you aware.
You need more power.
"Ah, having so much Star power makes life so difficult~" The girl sighs theatrically.
She moves around the men, looking them over. They stand frozen, caught in the girl's power just as you are.
A mind controller. No wonder she wasn't worried.
More power.
"I can't go anywhere without attracting the attention such crass individuals. Such is the fate of a Queen, I fear."
She digs into her bag once again and fishes out a remote control. At the push of a button, the thugs start to move all at once, walking down the aisle in a single file until they reach an empty corner. There they stop, face to the wall.
"Now what shall I do with you?" She drawls playfully.
You really don't like the way she's saying that.
With an herculean effort, you pour more prana in your circuits. The energy flows strongly and it feels like you've stuck your hand in a power socket as it burns away the girl's control. Your mind clears as your sensation returns.
She has golden eyes, you notice as she comes to stand right in front of you. With large, flashy stars in the middle.
She hums thoughfully. "From up close, you are pretty handsome."
Your fingers twitch. You flex them experimentally while she stares at your face. Their response is back to normal. You're in command of yourself once more.
Her hand slips under your shirt.
What.
"Oh goody," she whispers as she brazenly fondles your stomach. "Your muscle power is quite high, too."
Your chastity is in danger.
[] Stay still. You're curious to see how far she'll go.
[] Not interested. Tell her to stop right now.
[] Knock her out! You don't want her to put you under again.
[] Steal her remote. It looks like she needs to use her power.
[]...?
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