<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt15vIB.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Helena Cross<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>WTCH715-2080<br/><strong>Age/Year</strong>19/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>History of Witchery<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Monday, September 7th | Conjuration Class<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Conjuration Laboratory<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Dori, Cassie | OPEN |<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Failed her Summoning. Possessed by this Imp (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/de/e1/90/dee19099473d5b0679db55f615735a6d.jpg) (Name Unknown), who is trying to tempt Cassie. Also summoned  This Imp (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c5/0b/04/c50b0482314cdb7ddd6aab4f956ac6f0.jpg) (Name Unknown), who is trying to 'tempt' Dori.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Dori seemed too distracted to notice that Helena was possessed, the briefly-dumbstruck darling wandering close enough to the Imp-touched Helena that she could touch her. Pointing out Teagen, Dori seemed mystified, but that wasn't something that this Helena cared about. She reached a hand out, her finger stroking along Dori's bottom lip gliding down the Old-Blooded darling's chin. “<strong>You...smell delicious. Like Salt and promise fucked and had a pretty-eyed baby.</strong>” 'Helena' giggled, looking like she might lean in for a kiss...<br/><br/>...only to suddenly turn. Cassie would see Helena's neck snap to the left at the mention of a deal. The sultry gaze of the normally more reserved Gamma Rho Lambda sister was already undressing the Pink-Haired beauty with her eyes. “Oooh, I do love deals.” She said, Helena's pink tongue darting out and licking along her full lips. “<strong>What sort of deals, little lamb? Would you offer your body instead? Maybe your soul?</strong>” She said, feigning seriousness before giggling before doubling over into full blown laughter. Helena's entire body shook and shuddered with her mirth. She stepped away from Dori, towards Cassie with a predatory gaze in her glazed-over eyes.<br/><br/>The other Imp, the one not possessing Helena's body, turned its focus onto Dori instead. “<strong>Oooh, you do smell good. Can I possess you? Better yet, can I kiss you? Can I fuck you? Oooh, you can fuck me if you want. I can give you anything you want. All you have to do is ask.</strong>” The Red-Skinned creature blew a kiss from her over-plump lips, her head swaying to an unknown beat as she pressed herself against Dori's leg and thigh, her oversized bust looking ridiculous on her smaller frame. Being near her almost seemed to radiate a sort of heat; a warmth that tried to enter through the nose and push right into the brain. “<strong>Imagine what it'd be like to have your my tongue between your legs, tasting that salty treasure of yours. I could grew a cock, or make your breasts bigger, or make it so you have tentacles, or anything! Just give me a promise, and I'll give you anything...</strong>” This Demonic Imp was clearly the less subtle of the two, basically trying to bully Dori into making a deal, as opposed to offering the woman a chance to make her own noose. If either of them were trickable...It was clear who would potentially be the Imp pair's downfall.