<strong>Dining Hall </strong>- A mildly amused Marco.<br/><br/>Well it seemed everyone wanted to play now. He had sensed the movement of the power back into the bottle, making the potent sugar ethanol he had made for Melody nothing more than mere water. It was rather rare for Kiara to make such a lewd choice with the effect water would have on this fabric. There was a triggering event, meaning a little bit of her energy would have to be kept in the outfit at all time. Though usually with an inanimate object such as a dress their power left it as soon it was removed or after a time and the triggering event would be null. Marco took a deep breath and sighed and pretended to be irritated with Melody, he wasn't, but it would be more fun to make her think she was.<br/><br/>"Honestly, you'll stay here until I permit you to leave," Marco said while cutting some steak for himself, he then addressed Enzo and Kiara "I find her trespassing on our beaches, then I offer to help her, I bring her to our home, I feed her with the best of foods, give her a fine room, and this is the gratitude I receive. To be accused of voodoo and witchcraft and to have my families honor brought into question. Melody my dear, you are ranting like an insane woman, you really need to learn self control and watch your tongue."<br/><br/>As he finished speaking Melody would feel two bulges in the roof of her mouth above each of her eyed teeth. They would form into small sacs of vitreous fluid and develop pupils. The eye would be small and not nearly take away her ability to eat, they would also be lidless as her saliva would keep them moist. A special coating would prevent them from being stung by salty or harsh foods. It wouldn't be anything anybody would notice from the outside. But Melody would feel it, and when she opened her mouth she could scan her tongue and peer down her throat. This visual feedback joined her normal vision, so she could now watch her tongue.<br/><br/>He looked to Enzo with a smirk as if to say effecting the genitalia was so much the obvious choice though he still approved. Melody was already ranting and shaking and he found her predicament amusing. He liked Enzo's thinking, alter her body so that it torments her. Another bottle of wine was ordered to be given to Melody.<br/><br/>"Enzo, you are a doctor, perhaps you ought to examine her later," he said, then he clapped for a servant, "Bring Miss Fitzgibbon some more of our finest rum, the crazy lush is probably just thirsty."<br/><br/>Given the lack of an ownership signal on this slave, Marco's words said it all, when this lunchtime fun was over, Melody would be given to Enzo to do with as he wished. The decision might of well have been final.