Re: Breaking Things (UnknownSquid and Keylo)
...The breaking of bones, the gyrating of flesh.. the earthen construct becoming dyed red as blood was wrung into the mix... The stuff of nightmares failed to even cause the slightest sign of distress much less make Enigma hesitate in any way. For one partially responsible for bringing the elf such pain and anguish, this...was a generous treatment, to leave a body whole though mangled. Instead...it would be Maya's display that made her pause the procedure momentarily, as while it did little to the necromancer's mood, it made her puzzled...
"Now then, for the next ac-... Are you alright dear? Flailing about like that isn't the most sight-"
...At least, until that "unsightly display" made her slump to her knees, as immense pain would flood through her body from the sudden connection and all sensation save for a dull ache would flood through her body. Is this...the pain I've been inflicting upon others? Have I been performing such horrible things all along?... That sort of epiphany, that of remorse for one's actions...would be perhaps what the daemon-child hoped to induce within her with such a bond. But rather than that, the only emotion that would fill her being was...
Disappointment.
There would be a moment of silence following Maya expressing her outrage and the experiment that was to take place. One in which Enigma kept her face low...and remained eerily still. However, as the necromancer regained her bearings and slowly turned to face the cat-eared girl that had caught her interest previously...a joyless expression in which all previous signs of amusement, or "humor" had faded away. Enigma, was no longer smiling. That which had previously caught her interest, had now earned her utmost ire.
What would happen next, as Maya slowly backed away from the bed and the necromancer with whom she had shared it with only moments ago, would be over in an instant. Black puppet strings woven from the necromancer's aura would guide her "incapacitated arm" into a semi-circular sweep towards Maya...sending the bed, sheets and all, the wooden planks and even the dirt underneath towards the girl in a massive wave of sorts so as to slam her unceremoniously into the wall of the cottage...which too would begin to distort upon the wave impacting against it. As Enigma's command, the animated materials would rapidly begin to mold against the green-haired daemon spawn's figure... binding her into yet another coffin of sorts...though this one only partially securing her head, allowing her to see speak, and even hear still...but keeping it held still nonetheless.
"...Regrettable. Truly, truly regrettable."
It would be then that "bands" would begin to form from the material holding Maya's head still, ones that would begin to loop around the base of her more humanoid set of ears...where that flesh connecting them to her body was thinnest, just past the cartilage giving them shape, and tightening about them...molding to their baseline. At the same time, in a manner similar to when she had first performed the magic, Enigma would rise to her feet...supported by countless "threads" formed her spiritual energy. Then... as she began to speak once again, she would begin to walk toward the bound cat-eared girl, and wings of golden flames interwoven with blackened threads would burst forth from her back...
"...Inexperience begets ignorance... A faint hope that one would prove otherwise to such a distasteful saying... However...
It was then that the binds holding Maya's ears, and those alone...would begin to slowly move apart, remaining just as tightly bound as earlier...but move nonetheless. Tugging at her ears and pulling them with no signs of stopping, even when it began to become evident that if such a pattern persisted for too long, they would be torn away. And in Enigma's voice which had become...layered (as if more voices beyond hers spoke, the most prominent being one who seemed to cause each word to shake the very foundation of the residence they resided in), though no cruelty accompanied it, not a single shred of compassion nor pity could be heard.
"...It appears such was naught but wishful thinking once again. What say you? Child of a daemon?..."
((Action: Animate 20, followed by Aspect of Spirit 5 for Resistance, Damage, and Perception. If Maya doesn't try to escape or the likes via a power, Devour Magic 1 to remove the Empathy. If Maya tries to use a power or the likes however, change the action to Devil's Lightning 13.))