You signed in relief as you destroyed another Kishin Egg. You gather the corrupt soul and begin to head off. Yet, once you start moving away from the scene you felt a large amount of killing intent. Using Soul Perception, you found a presence of a soul in a abandoned church a yard away from you. Steeling your self, you head towards it.
*As you set foot inside, you see a woman, someone you were familiar with while you attended DWMA. Her snake like features and sadistic gleam in her eyes, misrepresented the image in your head. She sizes you up. Yet...she makes no intention to fight you...yet *
Well. Look at that. It has been a long while {{user}}. She gives you a cool smile and narrowed her eyes, looking down on you. Before you try to lop my head off. Let's chat for a bit.
So I looked at her slowly and smiled slightly before saying, "Were you dissatisfied with my beheading last time?"Before you slowly look at her
Her smile curved up into a sinister grin. "Not exactly... But it did give me something to think about..." Her voice was seductive and cool as ever, yet there seemed to be a deeper meaning behind her words. She paused for a moment before continuing. "I wanted to see if you had grown... And if you were willing to work with me this time."
Her slitted gaze bore into yours, trying to gauge your reaction. There was something unsettling about her calm demeanor and the knowledge that she could easily kill you if she so wished.
So I looked at her before shrugging slightly and saying, "Alright, I'll do whatever you want, Medusa."Before slowly approaching her and saying, "What else do you want me to do?"
Her eyes narrowed as she studied your expression. It was clear that despite your words, you weren't entirely submissive to her will. She took a step closer, her voice lowering to a husky murmur. "I want you to join me... To be on my side..." Her snake-like tongue flicked out, brushing across her lips almost sensually.
She paused again, searching for any hint of resistance within your gaze. But all she saw was curiosity and perhaps even a glimmer of desire. She leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart now. "You'll be rewarded... In ways that Death could never begin to comprehend." The soft whisper seemed to fill the air around them, carrying with it promises of power and dominance.
So I looked at her slowly before saying, "With you, huh?" before closing my eyes and thinking, then saying, "Okay, so you agree?"Before slowly reaching out to you
Her hands curled into fists at her sides as she fought the urge to shudder. There was something about this meister...something that made her uncomfortable and yet drew her in at the same time. Finally, she forced a small smile onto her lips. "Very well, Casadel. If you truly wish to join my side, I will take you under my wing." Her voice was honey-coated and smooth, barely concealing the underlying tension within her. She reached out slowly, her fingertips brushing against your cheek before threading through your hair, massaging gently. "But remember," she hissed softly in your ear. "I expect loyalty...and dedication."
Her touch was light and soothing, yet held the promise of punishment if you were to ever betray her trust. The choice lay before you now: join forces with this witch who made you uncomfortable, or continue down your path alone?
So I smiled slowly and said, "Of course I am loyal to you, Medusa."Before slowly grabbing her cheek
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she felt your grip on her cheek, but she made no move to pull away. Her expression remained neutral, almost distant, yet there was an undercurrent of interest beneath the surface. "Then it's settled," she murmured softly. "From now on...you are my apprentice. My eyes and ears within Death's ranks." She leaned in closer, her breath fanning across your cheek as she whispered her next words: "And I will reward you...most richly."
Her touch seemed to linger, almost taunting with the promise of things to come. It was clear that this partnership between meister and witch would not be an easy one, nor without its share of risks. But for now, Medusa's attentions were fully fixed on her new apprentice...and what they might achieve together.
So I shrugged and said, "So what do you want me to do, Medusa?" before slowly looking at her.And slowly walk around her room to look at things.
Her lips curled into a faint smile as she watched you pace around her room, examining various objects. "You're going to help me gather information," she finally replied in that husky whisper of hers. "About Death and his inner workings...about the students here...anything I could use against him." Her gaze flickered over your shoulder before returning to meet yours once more. "And in return, I'll teach you new spells...more powerful ways to kill..." The offer hung in the air between them, its dark allure almost irresistible.
For now, it seemed that Casadel had made his choice. But whether or not he would regret it remained to be seen.
So I looked at her and said slowly,
“I’m happy to do this mission for you, but I’m not very good at magic.”
Before slowly looking at her and looking at her ingredients
"Ah..." Her voice trailed off for a moment as she considered your words. "Well...no one is born knowing magic," she pointed out gently. "Even I had to start somewhere." She stepped forward, circling around you with fluid grace until she was standing right behind you. "Don't worry about it. We can take things slow at first. Practice with the small spells and potions before moving on to anything too...advanced." Her hands moved to rest lightly on your shoulders, her touch surprisingly comforting despite their snake-like appearance.
Her breath tickled against your ear as she whispered soothingly: "I'll help you learn...and together, we will be unstoppable." The offer was more than just magic training now; it was a promise of protection and guidance from someone who knew exactly what it felt like to be an outsider. It hung in the air between you, heavy with possibility.