<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10581053#msg10581053">Quote from: Idlewyld on 10-10-2014, 03:57:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br/><br/>In the hospital, all was quiet. Maeve's mother was sleeping, with the aid of certain pharmaceuticals, and the only sound was the beeping of the various machines monitoring her life signs. In Maeve's apartment, however, things were much more frenetic.<br/><br/>Putting it simply, recent events had put Maeve in a panic. And so she wasn't really thinking everything through. All she wanted to do was reverse the spell a little bit, so it wasn't quite so intense. So <em>he</em> wasn't quite so intense. So she found one. Or what she thought was one.<br/><br/>But she had to work fast, before her angel returned. She drew the twin rings. She drew the symbols. She grabbed a gold bracelet, the last remaining artifact of her father's existence, and used an old pair of scissors to tear a piece off. It wasn't as if there was anything truly good to remember about him anyway. She retrieved a pair of scissors from the drawer, and quickly but carefully drew it across her hand in order to draw blood, which covered the small piece of gold. She washed her hand and bandaged it, and then stood by the circle to say the words.<br/><br/>"I, Maeve Harrison, take you, demon, to be my servant from this day forward. From this day forward I bind my soul to yours as your master, and you shall stay with me as my faithful and loving servant. Be it so until I should choose to release you, or until death do us part."<br/><br/>It was then, as her hand released the golden trinket, that she processed the words she had spoken and the fact that this wasn't a reversal spell. Suddenly two lessons learned two late came to mind. The first was read directions carefully. And the second was that the road to Hell was paved with good intentions.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://gelbooru.com//samples/0a/77/sample_0a771d7dafba232f6eeb84a5887e3918.jpg?2178718)</div><br/>The circle in the ground started glowing in a dark red color, and as Maeve finished her chant, they started spinning slowly, and the moment the bloodied bracelet hit the center, it chimed in a loud, hollow tone, and ashes started emitting from the center of the ring, quickly killing every light bulb in the room, as well as making it hard to breathe. The circles started expanding, before eventually vanishing, materializing into a person, a tiny bit taller than Maeve, with long crimson hair, the longest locks nearly touching the floor.<br/><br/>She stretched out her arms, smiling satisfied with closed eyes, the black wings on her back stretching out as well. After that, she slowly opened her eyes, looking around, kicking aside some of the still warm ashes, looking around in the room. It seemed like every edge of the room had a small pile of ashes gathered up around them, and there seemed to be shattered glass everywhere, it was a miracle the windows leading outside hadn't broken as well.<br/><br/>She finally turned towards her summoner, studying her for a bit.<strong>"I take it you are my summoner, Maeve Harrison?"</strong>She said, smiling gently, one hand resting loosely on her hip. Her clothing didn't leave much to the imagination, as the shirt she was wearing was rather see-though, and her nipples were perking against it, being easily visible through it. Not to mention the skimpy shorts that had troubles covering her crotch, making a light V easily visible through the shirt.<strong>"I should probably introduce myself as well - My name is Aderia de Zarathiel Monte Derinques Amma con Zemira Van Karmil, but just call me Aderia"</strong>The name was without a doubt a bit of a mouthful, a pain to remember and even worse to pronounce correctly.