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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">Luna’s eyes widened, the colour draining from her cheeks. “They’ll... rape me... for... my magic?” She studied the ground intently, trying to block out the sudden mental image of her naked form sandwiched between two balrog-like figures, her eyes unfocused and her cheeks stained with tears. “That’s a bit... over the top, isn’t it?” she said, her voice a pitch higher than normal. “I don’t want to be...” she trailed off.<br/>
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Finally, she glanced back up at the three-headed dog, her teal eyes dark. “If it means I have a chance to stop that from happening to people - and me - I’ll try to help, although I don’t know what good I’ll do.” I guess I’ll see if it’s really true, at the very least... Her curiosity wouldn’t let her settle for less.<br/>
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After a moment, she offered the dog a shaky smile. “I’m Luna,” she said, bowing her head to him - she thought it might be a bit demeaning to offer him her hand. “Pleased to meet you, despite the circumstances.”</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>"Oh yes.  These creatures enjoy the act as much as the end result.  Through sex, they'd be able to drain your magic, and recieve thier own carnal pleasure from it.  I'm Vergil, although i'd say introductions are rather past do.... after all, you did just smash my face against your breasts."  Vergil had never understood why magical draining was more effective with sex.  Perhaps it was just ancient and blood imbued, but the cerberus preferred not to dwell on the subject to long.  As he circled her, he watched her reactions closely.  She struck him as being a normal girl for this world, so he wondered just how well she could be trained.  "Then lets begin.  I'll need you to focus.  It'll be hard, especially after what I told you, but just try..."<br/><br/>Sitting down once more in front of her, the celestial suppressed a sigh.  Teaching was never good for him.  "In your blood, you know what you are.  I need you to think to your own fantasies.  When you dreamed, when you thought about how the world could be, what did you see?  Perhaps you've already seen a glimpse of your past, and not even known it."<br/><br/>Thinking a bit more, he continued.  "Battles especially.  Nightmares as well.  Let them come forth freely..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>