<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c4/a2/eb/c4a2eb3622a5fd5f4149b8e094a22fa3.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Danae Vine-Lott (https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/13428552/mqOlTT)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - Rehner’s study<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Asylum clothing<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Charmed<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Margaret, Dr Rehner<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Charisma save</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2020-04-02 03:50:14, MdG (uid: 41210) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145829)</div></div><br/>"What were you...mumbling?" Danae stumbled for a moment and caught herself. Sleep deprivation was nothing new to her and her use of anodynes had accustomed her to narcotic torpor.  What Rehner was invoking, though, may well have been sorcerous rather than chemical.  "I suppose we were both tired."<br/><br/>Was this science or where the boundaries of the known and the unknown crossed, ready for humanity's boundless curiosity to breach the barrier into what ought not to be known?  The Doctor's speech was soporific and she felt herself drift in and out of a lucid dream.  There, she had another flashing image, accompanied by a sharp, sensory recall, of Baykur's flogging and another, older memory, secreted in her subconscious and revisited only in dreams, of being caned by the headmistress over a freezing, polished oak desk.  The most belly-wrench orgasm she ever had at school by some margin.  She had beaten Polly, too, she remembered: tits as well as arse, hard enough she did not sit for days.<br/><br/>"I fear, Dr Rehner, that now is no time for sleep.  What were you looking for, prying in my mind? Is it really so fascinating?"<br/><br/>She looked over to Margaret.  She was fast asleep, but there was something sinister in the masked orderlies standing above her, like ravens over a stunned lark.  "If you pry into a person's mind, and peer into her soul, what do you hope to find there?  What do you hope to find in me, and in my companions?"