Dinner between Nero, Ayame, Sayatchi, and Malice.
Note: This happened the previous day
Summary: Dinner between the four and malice gets a nifty trick.
Malice's sobs would die down when Nero made an eye patch appear on her scarred eye. She sniffled a bit before giving him a quick hug and heading on in to the restaurant as well. Yet as they took their seats, Nero used his magic to make propeller caps fall on their heads. She took it off her head and frowned at it, she would have yelled at him but he did just make her an eye patch after all, so he got off from a scolding. Their waiter would arrive to which Malice shrugged.
"A simple salad and glass of water is fine with me."They arrived in front of the restaurant, Ayame was put down again from Nero his shoulder and the first thing she faced was Malice. Ayame lightly titled her head at the person in front of her. Who was it? She didn't know anyone that looked like this. Only then she realized it was someone she indeed knew. It was Malice without eye patch. Malice soon realized her eye patch was gone too. Ayame covered her eyes like she hadn't seen anything so Malice wouldn't feel as bad that someone saw her scar that she had been hiding up till now. Sayatachi tried comforting the little girl but nothing seemed to make her day any brighter. Until Nero did his own little tricks. He gave her a whole new eye patch that looked even fancier than it did first. Ayame opened her eyes again and shyly smiled at Malice for everything being alright again. She then proceeded to head into the restaurant with the rest of them.
Ayame was awed for a moment when she saw the luxury restaurant they just had entered, it was so pretty. They seated themselves and almost immediately she saw the cheeky smile of the genie that was planning something. Ayame could only gesture no to him with her teeth pressed tightly onto each other. A childish propeller hat was put upon the three of their heads. Ayame blushed deeply and pouted at Nero. She forcefully pulled the hat from her head and placed it next to her on the seat. She looked down at her lap for a moment with her pout that still lasted. Soon the waitress arrived at their table as Nero placed his order first. It sounded really expensive what he ordered, it made her feel a little low just knowing she wouldn't be ordering something so delicate as them. Malice took the easy way out and ordered some salad. It was about Ayame's turn, she carefully went over the menu and a big smile was plastered onto her face when she saw the word pancakes. Ayame's face reddened when she saw the waitress patiently waiting for her order. She looked down at her lap again as smoke was created from the heat of her face.
"P-p-p-pancakes a-a-annd-d c-c-c-ola p-please"Ayame only whispered her order. She panted quite heavily and hid the sides of her face with her hands. What the hell was she doing being embarrassed like that in front of everybody?
The two waiters quickly write down the orders, repeating what they heard in the process.
"And anything for you m'lady?" they then ask Rainbow Majesty.
Sayatachi was somewhat surprised at what they wanted to order. This was a fancy restaurant, not a cheap little joint! Never the less, she was sure that they'll give them what they want. Taking one last glance at the menu, she smiles as she finds what she wants. While it does look quite simple, its a newly formed dish that she heard about from some of her friends. It was an utter delicacy, one that was rumored to have an explosive foodgasm. Was it true? Either way, she might find out soon enough.
"Furikake Gohan for me." she says while licking her lips.
"Oooooh," one of them cooes,
"What a lovely choice! Anything else?""I believe that will be all, thank you." Sayatachi replies with a wink.
And with that, the waiters bow and head into the kitchen.
Nero clasped his hands together and rested them against his chin, his black eyes sparkling through his squint to regard Malice. The idea of mischief practically oozed from him, but soon both ladies would know just as well as Ayame that this Genie didn't offer snake oil.
"So it's power you want. That's something of a specialty of mine. One of my magical Laws enables me to augment someone's magical power, but it's only temporary, and has a backlash. Just like the rebellious young teenager seeking off-the-books stimulation who only finds out after his drug high that a truly awful low follows on its heels, my Law of Augmentation hurts after it helps. Since you are a friend of Aya's, however, I would not presume to give you anything of the sort." He endeavored to bring about a feeling of exclusivity and camaraderie to gain Malice's trust. Nothing would suit him better than to inspire the notion in Malice that he saw her as no fool, and would bargain with her respectfully and fairly.
Ignoring Sayatachi on the outside, he nevertheless considered his words carefully when he continued,
"Truly, yours is a special case. Many of those who seek power are those who've never tasted its tantilizing sweetness. Many others have plenty, but crave more. You, however, are cognizant of your abilities and limitations. The control of animals is a fine magic--for a circus performer. You want only to be able to compete as well as the others in these Games to bring honor and fame to your guild. It's an applaudable reason, and for that I will give you something special."Nero unclasped his hands to rummage through his pouch, and after a second of searching he produced a strange doll. On first glance it appeared to be a black goat, but a closer look revealed too many eyes, too many horns, and too many legs. In fact, the feet of the monstrosity themselves looked like baby goats, each as deformed as harmless plush could possibly be. The Genie's smile gleamed as he waved a hand over the plush.
"This is an 'artifact' of significant magic power. It's a horrible monster transformed into a doll by a famous and handsome dark mage not too long ago. Even still, it's full of magic. Behold: the Law of Manifestation." A magic circle appeared around Nero's wrist, and like a practiced surgeon he reached
into the plush, his hand disappearing inside of it. For a few moments Nero sat in concentration, only pausing to gasp in pain as something hurt his invisible hand, until he yanked his limb from the plush. His sleeve and glove sported new tears, but between his fingertips was a single, puke-yellow eye, with a minus-shaped pupil of midnight black.
Staring at it, he chuckled.
"Ah, there's the little devil. This thinamagoober is a physical manifestation of the Black Goat's magic power. Or, some of it, at least. Malice, dearie, I can implant it into you, and you will be able to use the magic at will, though it might take some gettin' used to. Best I can guess, it'll be Flesh Smithin' magic. Now, I know it sounds gross--and it will be. You'll be able to stretch and enlarge your limbs, grow horns, eyes, or bitin' mouths wherever you want, and attack with great strength. But it's power, pure and unadulterated, and it won't affect your mind at all. Plus, you can undo it. Sounds like a fair tradeoff, right?" Like the self-sure gambler, he rolled the crystal eye around in his palm.
As the waiter took their orders and left, she would sit in silence yawning a bit while making sure the eye patch covered the scar perfectly. As soon as she finished making sure, Nero would begin to speak about her power wish. He stated he had this Magical Laws that enabled him to augment someones power temporarily. With the side effect that after it ends, it shall hurt quite a bit. She gulped a litt unsure now about this kind of wish until he stated he wasn't going to give her that. Which caused her to become confused on why he mentioned it then. Well he was a bit odd but she had no reason to doubt him and as such just nodded slowly.
He started to speak about people and power, those who wish for it and those who have it but just want more. The he mentioned her case were she was aware she was pretty freaking aware of her limits. She frowened a bit at his expalnation of her magic being fine for a circus performer.
"But my army of bears...." She mumbled silently while being somewhat shifty eyed. He had some ideas as to why she wanted the power. Honestly she just hated being weaker than others and wanted to win no matter what. So it was somewhat of a selfish desire for her.
Then he showed her this ugly goat.... thing, according to him it was a horrible monster sealed into a doll by a famous and handsome dark mage. That last bit made her a bit suspicious, but why was he showing this doll to her? Wait Law of what? Then he put his hand in it. She was just silent and slightly freaked as with each gasp he made, until he pulled his hand out with an eye.
So that eye contained magic of that black goats, and he wanted to impant it in her? It would grant her the magic just like that? Every magic took some getting use to, but this sounded too good to be true. Yet everything he said was like a beautiful melody to her. Even if it was a trap or trick she couldn't hlep but want it despite the gross features it would give when using it.
"One question only. If you have to implant it, does that mean you would have to implant it here?" She would ask pointing at her eyepatch covering her one eye.
Laughing, Nero shook his head.
"Hee hee, no. It's purely symbolic. I just reach inside you and let it go, and it becomes metaphysical again.""..... " She was silent as like an instinct she covered her chest as she stared at him.
"Reach.... inside me? Will that process hurt? Cause I feel like reaching in a persons body hurts." She did move her arms away from her chest, but still felt like that was too.... dirty to do to a female.
Ayame quietly grabbed onto her hand with two of her own and gave a shy smile at the girl.
" D-don't worry, I-it will o-only f-feel a little w-weird."
Ayame would grab her hand causing Malice to be a bit startled but would fall for her cuteness and would rub her head smiling.
"Well if you say it will be okay, then I guess I'm willing enough. Although I better not sense any other kinda hidden desires Nero...."A look of impatience crossed Nero's features. He gripped the marble between two fingertips as if to drop it on the ground.
"Oh, paw-don me. I hadn't realized that your power wish would be less important than your sense of privacy. I'm sure once everyone find out how chaste and proper you are, they'll be as much in awe as of the strongest mage around." To counter his mockery, however, Ayame offered Malice reassurance, and it apparently did the trick. Nero grunted before saying,
"As if you had the slightest clue what I desire. If it bugs you that much, fine. Open wide."Gripping the marble eye, he lunged forward before Malice could so much as react. Like a man reaching out to hail a clab, he smacked his palm into the girl's forehead, implanting the marble within in one smooth motion. Instantly the manifestation dispersed, the magic flooding through her. Unfortunately, the great sorcery did in fact create physical feedback. A small, sharp pain would surge through Malice's gums, and unbeknownst to her a second set of teeth, all pointed fangs, grew on the inside of her cheeks. Whenever Malice gave a gleeful or malicious smile, her mouth would open far wider than normal, baring the fangs from ear to ear. In the meanwhile, though, the change would be difficult to detect. Nero, as ignorant of the alteration as she, leaned back casually.
"There you go, princess. Easiest thing in the world. Practice changing your body tonight, and you'll be in fightin' shape as early as tomorrow." He put his hands behind his head.
"I want power, but I'm still very much a female! Us females do tend to care about our bodies and how stuff is implanted in us thank ya very much!"" She said frowning a bit before getting a bit uncomfortable where this conversation was heading. What was he about to do? Wella s she thought this he lunged at her in a public resturant and smacked his palm into her forehead. He used that to implant the magic in her yet still giving her that slight red mark on her forhead. She pouted and rubbed her head before flinching a bit as she rubbed her mouth. She was unsure why her mouth hurt when he hit her forehead, yet assumed it was just some side effect.
Yet nothing else happened so she looked for any shocked expressions before smirking at a sucessful result. Nero would speak about practice altering her body tonight and she should be good for tomorrow. Yet curiosity got the best of her and as a result she raised her hand and looked at her palm. She focused a bit yet a mouth would open up on her hand with the sharp teeth, and tongue. She stared at it as she focused it to lick its lips while openng its mouth and closing it.
Satisfied she would let her hand return to normal before giving everyone that Malicious smile of hers which bared her new fangs for all to see. That quickly vanished when she saw some people at the resturant looking at her oddly.
".... I know were an odd group but you'd think with a council member here they wouldn't look at us oddly... " She said unaware of her new purdy white teeth.
The dinner would go on with no one telling Malice about her new feature she had going on, and after a while of eating and chatting, they would part ways because the curfew was still a thing. Malice would thank them once again before going off to the Pirate Lord hotel, while the rest went to wherever they were going to go
