Stowaway Apprentice [complete]

[Razielle Shadana]

Several thoughts flooded Razielle's mind just then. The first one being that De'Ville was testing her again. Suggesting something so ridiculous could only be staged. What was a Vampyre supposed to do with a little kid? Midnight snack perhaps? While she was pondering it, a scream mimicking the blood curdling one she had heard earlier, was let loose from behind her.

For her it was as if everything was in slow motion. It all really happened in a matter of seconds, but her somewhat altered perceptions didn't register the same way normal mortals did. Turning to the shriek, Razielle's vampyric gaze settled on, or rather through, what appeared to be one of the beasts, let lose. In sucession, several other things came clear. The fact that she heard no heartbeat from the beast, or detected the scent of living blood. Gifted in the force... Illusions huh?

Unconcerned with the image behind her, Razielle glanced at the boy who was grinning like he was so damn smart. Perhaps she could teach him after all, one lesson certainly wouldn't hurt. The lesson would be, don't try this crap on the Undead. Let him see how fun his made up pet was when he no longer had control of it. Relenquishing his hold over the image was no easy feat, but the child's mind was linked to her own and it was eventually done. He could no longer control it, nor banish it from his sight.

The illusion of Goliath stalked forward, its great mouth opening and slamming shut before the boy. Teeth knashing at him, like he was a tastey little morsel. It roared in his face and all the while Razielle just smiled her arms folded in front of her, appearing greatly amused.

[Han Fernua]

To his surprise, his little trick was not working. It was worse then not working. It didn't even do anything! But how. Any human would have at lest been a little surprised. Most didn't care to see another thing and just ran away. Thats how you survived on your own. You saw what others could not understand and could not see through and you used it to make your own life more livible. But ever since he ran into these...other people...he was coming to the conclusion that they were not as easy to fool as those on the street.

His smile fadded. He tried to force it on her a little stronger. But it still didn't do anything. Then, he felt something cloud his thoughts. For a moment, the image flickered; like a connection was bumped for a second. Then, without having control of what was infront of him, the beast turned on him. How could she do that? he though. What are these people?

The beast did not frighten him. After all, it was just a image that he made. Him. She may be able to control what he see's, and maybe even his own image of his thoughts. But he wasn't going to let that intimadate him. He may not be able to control, and now it seemed he wasn't able to rid it either. So, making another illusion to take care of the next, he set the foul beast a flame. And quite happily doing so.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Lilaena was not affected by the illusion, as she could not even see it. The boy was good, but it took effort to control an illusion of that magnitude, and he had not bothered to try affecting both women at the same time. She watched the reactions between Raizelle and the boy, and after a moment they were both grinning at each other.

Or at something in between them both. De'Ville snapped her fingers to draw their collective attention back towards her. "Any thoughts, Shadana?"

[Han Fernua]

There was a bead of sweat that was forming on his brow. Though, illusions came naturally, he was not able to keep it going for extended amounts of time. And not being able to take the beast away was not helping. But he would not let some pale faced, female, get the best of him. He was not about to stop, even if the other woman was trying to break it up.

[Razielle Shadana]

The beast burst into a roaring fire before her eyes. Raising an eyebrow Razielle grinned. That wasn't to be expected, she had thought she had completely relenquished control of the illusion from the brat. Well, well... He may do after all. That kind of power was not common.

Razielle heard De'Ville snap her fingers in an effort to regain her attention. But she was not through with the boy yet. She would take him under her guidance as De'Ville proposed, but he would have to learn not to toy with her. She would assure him he could feel free to practice his wiles on the rest of humanity, but the members of the Circle, herself included were not his playthings.

She saw the sweat form on the boy's brow, it trickled down his face - clearly showing that the effort to control his illusion was sapping his strength. She would take pity on him and show him her merciful side. Though he may not see the mercy behind it at this point...

Walking up to him, Razielle locked her fingers around his throat in a vice-like grip. Not enough to do him any lasting damage, but just enough to cut off his airway temporaily. She lifted him to her eye level and spoke to both him and De'Ville simultaneously. "He'll do.. Provided I don't have to render him unconcious again any time soon. If he can abide by that, we should be able to do well..."

The moment the kid's eye's slide shut in his blue face, the illusion disappered. It having been linked to both of their minds, Razielle had already dismissed it. Plopping his unconscious little body down at her feet, Razielle turned to De'Ville. "A kid, huh...?" She sighed, but he would grow and when he did, he would be a very worthy Apprentice.

[Lilaena De'Ville]

Lilaena looked down at the child's limp body, and sighed. "He followed me home, but I did not want to keep him. Think of it as a training exercise for yourself as well - teaching yourself as you teach him."