Marianne snorts, and tosses her head back to laugh like a lion. Regal and bellowing, as much roar as mirth, she fills the halls with her sound as easily as she's filled them with herself. Her hands grab possessively up and down her Annunaki prisoner, leaving few secrets between them. Then she snaps her fingers, and the chain lowers her all the way to the floor to wiggle and pant and moan herself into a stupor. There are other matters to attend to, yes.

"Is that so? Is that the dearest wish of your heart, that crawled all the way through the dark and the cold just to find me and speak it into the world? I wonder..."

Clonk. Clonk. Clonk. Marianne's boots pound out a heavy tread from every side of her... guest as she moves closer. She looms over the other girl, smoking like she's just been on fire, smelling like a forest full of charcoal after a storm. Her teeth are even sharper and less inviting when she scowls. 

"Open yourself to me," she thunders and grabs the girl by either side of her head, "You have no secrets. You have no lock, I need no key. Unfold. Unfurl. Unravel. Reveal the pathway to your heart and let me walk the pathways of your secret garden."

Her grip is iron. The shadows deepen across her face and warp her mask to something animistic and terrifying. The third eye opens on her forehead, and burns with terrible golden light. Impossible to look away from, impossible not to wish she'd blink.

[Unleash Your Powers: [b]8[/b]. Marking Angry for a deep look at the world of Daisy's heart, which Marianne will draw her own conclusions from]