Aaah, and here we finally hit the next big 'thing' to happen. That potion takes its final effects.
And I don't own Chrono Trigger
"Up, girl, get up," Flea insisted, already dressed, as she roughly prodded the girl. Lyn sat up, momentarily forgetting she was naked from last nights' activities. The view temporarily calmed Flea, and Lyn's nipples hardened as the air caressed them.
"Wha… Mi-Mistress!" Lyn pulled the covers higher, eyes darting around the room. Spying her discarded shift on the floor, she left the bed and made a dive for it. Flea's laugh brought her up short, and she turned slowly to face the Mazoku.
Flea was holding the dress from yesterday, the worn green one. "Wear this, girl," she said, throwing it to Lyn. "I want the whole nation to know you are mine." A strange eagerness, an almost manic possessiveness, colored her voice.
Catching the cloth awkwardly, Lyn shook it out, trying to figure out how it went. Pulling it over her head, the waist caught on her hips exactly like it was supposed to. After a few moments of looking, Lyn pulled the front up, tying the straps around her neck. It covered her, she supposed, even though it left her back bare, and her legs below the knees.
Lyn felt positively indecent, and prayed to the Lady that no one would ever see her in this. Or at least, no one other than Flea; it was already too late to hide from her. These thoughts about her modesty kept Lyn busy, and she didn't realize she was not wearing her necklace until after Flea and she reached the library.
"Into the circle, girl," Flea said, smiling.
Lyn went to the circle, shivering as her hair brushed against her naked back. She knew her Mistress was watching, and the thought reminded her of last night. Stopping at the center, Lyn turned just in time to see Flea cross the shimmering black kisch border.
Flea's smile turned cold and cruel the moment she crossed the line. In a velvety voice, she ordered, "Stay in the circle," and then began the rhythmic chant Lyn had heard twice before.
What have I done wrong, Lyn thought in a flash as she watched the spell reach completion. Flea brought a hand to her lips, and as she blew the flames toward Lyn, the Human dodged. Flea smirked, then repeated the last few words of her chant, sending another stream of flames towards Lyn. Suddenly grateful for the tiny amount of fighting she had done with Janus, Lyn rolled away yet again, wondering if she dared attack the Mazoku.
The dilemma slowed Lyn, and Flea's next spell hit, burning Lyn, though nothing actually caught on fire. Debating weather she had time to heal herself slowed Lyn again, and again she got burnt. A part of her brain realized Flea had to be using weaker attacks then the other times she'd cast, just from the fact Lyn wasn't taking much damage. Yet another spell was cast, and this time Lyn dodged again, and she started healing the moment she stood.
To her glee, Lyn found she could heal fast enough that she could still dodge, and that was how the day passed, with Flea calmly casting fire at Lyn, and Lyn doing her best to dodge. After maybe half the day was gone, Lyn dared to attack. She soon learned that Flea knew more than just spells, as a quick retaliation left the Human on the floor, unable to avoid the next spell. But Flea was laughing, she was playing, and Lyn knew she had not done wrong. Flea, for some reason Lyn didn't know, was testing her, wanting her to dodge, and even to fight back. And so she did, and the day passed.
That night Lyn kept Flea company in bed again. The Mazoku started out in the same manner as the night before, but shortly after beginning to lick at Lyn, Flea turned around. It didn't take Lyn long to realize what she was expected to do. Lyn wasn't sure she liked the flavor, but then she realized Flea was gasping now and again, loosing her rhythm, and it was because of what Lyn was doing. She liked that, Lyn thought, she liked being able to make the Mazoku woman react to her.
Once again, Lyn forgot to ask about her necklace until she was in the kisch circle. It was far too late then, as Flea pressed the attack as soon she crossed the silvery-black barrier. Again Lyn was dodging, twisting and trying to attack, healing when she could.
Yet another stream of fire passed Lyn by less than a hands breath. Strange words, half-familiar, danced and twisted in Lyn's thoughts, and she found herself chanting before she realized what she was doing. She pointed at Flea, and ice formed above her hand, sharpening to a point and then flying at the mage. Flea seemed taken aback, and barely dodged the spear of ice, while Lyn stayed in the pose, looking at her hand with confused and frightened eyes.
"Great Magician," Flea said, the exhalation sounding like a prayer. "Do that again, girl!"
Lyn was already chanting, frantically hoping that she had not done what she thought she had done, that it was a mistake, or a fluke. But the ice formed and flew, exactly as before, and the kisch circle was glowing huelin. Lyn dropped to her knees, staring at her hands. "No… how…?" she gasped.
"It worked!" Flea said, celebrating happily. "By Warrior, Magician, and Lizard, it worked!" She barely spared a glance at her slave as she left the circle and got down a book, writing in it.
Magic. Lyn had cast magic. There was no way she could avoid that truth, though she desperately wanted to. Humans didn't have magic. 'Earthbound don't have magic, and that's all any Human is anymore.' The boy… Janus had said that. When explaining why he did have magic. What had he said… he was Human, but not Earthbound? What was an 'Earthbound', Lyn wondered. Would she see Janus again? Maybe he could explain what had happened to her. Or maybe he'd be an arrogant bastard and refuse to say anything.
It didn't matter, Lyn decided. He'd already told her what she needed to know. Just because she had magic didn't mean she wasn't Human. She was just… a different kind of Human. One who could use magic. And who had pointed ears. And who wore Mazoku clothing… Lyn stopped her thoughts and focused on what she wanted to think. She was still Human.
Flea looked up curiously when she heard the girl chanting her Ice spell again. Her first concern was whether the slave was still in the circle or not, but when Flea noticed she was, the Mazoku just watched. Lyn was targeting items outside the kisch, and it seemed her aim was pretty good. "You're adjusting fast, girl," Flea noted, hoping to get the reasoning behind this acceptance.
"Janus can use magic. Janus is Human. He say," Lyn answered. Giving a slight shrug, she continued, "I can… can… use… magic. I… am Human." The admission that this was indeed magic she was using was hard to speak. Speaking made it real.
"Ah, yes… Maou Ozzie's boy was with Slash, wasn't he…? So, you saw him use his magic? And he told you he was Human? I see…" Flea commented, going back to her note taking. "You might as well keep casting, then," she added in an offhand manner.
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