A Bad Action for a Good Intention (Closed/Training/Eris)

The pain that she felt as she writhed on the floor in such an agonizing way had felt so sudden and swift in how it happened to of gone off on her, that she had no time to brace or prepare herself for the amount. However, even then she wasn't sure that that itself would have spared her how much pain overall would come from this, nor did she believe she would have felt anything at all. At first, she would have assumed that she would just no longer feel pain entirely, which would at first be a grand deal. However, after some time it would slowly turn into something more torturous to be unable to touch something and wonder whether the feeling of pain would ever be there to show her any limits or anything ever again, but such is life. The fact she could feel again, even in that moment had laid that fear to rest forever. Even the idea that feeling pain after a prolonged absence of the sense would become worrisome.

With her own feeling back, and her newfound thought to try to make up the life saving efforts that had occurred to help her be even in this now newly growing body of hers, Isabella would stare and watch the woman as she would give the victorian maiden her reply. The suggestive manner of her wording had brought a blush to her cheeks. Technically being proclaimed to be property without the actual words being mentioned had come to her mind, but she tried to look past that if possible. "I understand... If that's how you desire it, mistress." She took in a deep breath and exhaled, coming to terms with her conditions before watching the portal open before her, wincing at the pounding loud music and suddenly, Eris' figure had vanished after walking into it.

She'd then jump as another sound of burning fire had erupted behind her, this time, the image of the guilds spa had been the center of the looks. Her mind wavered in thought between the two. Should she go through her portal to the guild and act as though nothing was wrong? Or should she instead go into the portal behind Eris, witness what she would most likely be exposed to from now on and live it down as nothing more than her life choice? She wavered in thought to the ideas, eyes shifting from one to the other and pulling on her hair even lightly as the mental struggle had gotten so consuming. She'd nod to herself and stand up onto her feet, then walk through the portal following the loud music. She'd walk in and look around, the velvet red colored interior had seemed rather extravagant and unlike the style she would have assumed Eris to have. However, like Isabella, one can acquire new tastes over time. Even the old can grow to enjoy the modern life. "M-Mistress!? Are you here!?" She would yell, or try to yell over the music and find her. However, what she wouldn't realize, is that she would look slightly different. What would have been silver, almost slateblue hair would become an emerald like green with her secondary tone of hair color changing as well from a pink, into a lavender like purple.

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Newly colored amber orbs scanned what would be this large, incredibly loud music filled area she had entered. The room itself, skulls aside was rather lavish and wonderful to see. The red and black, though dark in theme of it's colored mixing ha brought out such a comforting atmosphere that she could easily have ignored the skulls in the walls and attempt to do the same for the music, though the  pounding surround-sound playing from every which direction made it Nearly impossible to do so. As she progressed more through this place, she happened to find people whom had been quite fond of the music playing and enjoying themselves rather well at that. A blush was brought to her face as she looked over the people to find how little dressed they were, or rather some not dressed in any form. D-Did Eris know people were doing this in her club!? Or.. Well rather if it was her club. Even so in her presence alone was something to be less desired really.  

Finally, her sight struck the figure of her newly formed contractor. For a moment, she looked away to the shield from which was still rested on her left arm and only the size of her abdomen area, as well as circular in shape compared to what it had looked to be earlier. Such a peculiar type of weapon it was, but she shrugged and walked toward the snow white haired demoness. She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear as she continued to approach the balcony from which Eris was perched on, sitting rather lax and would pause once she reached as close to the demoness and looked up at the cup that laid in her hand. She seemed to be rather comfortable and still the ungodly figure making her blush lightly. She'd look up and around as the music suddenly dimmed in volume, jumping slightly as the woman began to speak up.

She'd look to the raised cup in Eris' hand and then around as others had joined her in raising glasses to join her in the welcoming. The welcoming, though odd and rather confusing to say the least was slowly becoming really warming either way. With a small slowly forming smile, she would turn to the crowd and give a curtsy to the audience surrounding them at this point. "T-Thank you for having me. I am honored to say the least." She would raise herself back up from the curtsy and turn toward Eris, still having her smile pasted to her face and letting a little giggle out. "S-So, what doth thou wish from me, Eris? Less thou only wanted to have me publicly welcomed." Her gaze would peer back as it would seem the crowd would go back to their former dancing now, leaving the two back to a simple conversation once again.

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