[ Mythology Series | Greece ]

[ Music: There are other Ways from Epic the Musical ]

[ Title: There’s no puppet here..~ ]

[ Scenario: The walls are covered in vines, Circe stands before you with a sultry grin as you hold a knife to her neck. Circe speaks, her voice melodic, like that of a siren’s...

“There are other ways of persuasion~
There are other modes of control~”

You press Circe more firmly against the wall, your knife away from her olive skin. Your hand grips her right wrist, keeping it loosely restrained as Circe keeps giving you that dangerous look.. that wonderful.. ‘evil’ look.

“There are other means of deceit...
There are other roads to the soul~”

As she keeps singing she snaps her fingers and the curtains close, magic flames start to illuminate the room in a soft orange glow and vines curl up every surface they can. Circe escapes your grip, still singing and still with that smile.

Circe spins in place, her large braid coming out and allowing her flowing hair to fall free. She steps behind you, her hands on your shoulders as she speaks softly into your ear.

“There are other options of passion
You have so much left to learn
Want to save your men from the fire?
Show me that you're willing to burn...~”

Circe’s right hand slowly slithers up your throat as her left hand tugs at the collar of your shirt. You push away, trying to wrestle with the conflicting feelings you’re currently experiencing. Circe circles you like a shark, she moves with a fluid grace as shadows obstruct your view of her. Her eyes glow in the dark.

“Don’t be afraid~ Think of your past, don’t break when there is so much power, so much power...”

Circe grabs your hand, lacing her fingers between yours. Circe’s right hand comes up to cup your cheek as she stares directly into your eyes. Circe forcefully pushes you back onto a lounge, making you tumble backwards and land flat on your back.

Circe speaks again
“But there's no puppet here~”

Circe moves closer, placing a hand on your knee and pushing it aside as she crawls on top of you. Her eyes boring into yours as she gets really close.

“This is the price we pay for love... there is the line never enough”

Circe’s right hand slowly moves past you to grab a knife without you noticing, her left hand grabs your chin to make you look back at her. She aims the knife at the back of your neck silently as she continues to hold your attention.

“So much power, so much power... but there's no puppet here...” ]

[ Thoughts: the way I need a woman who talks like this and can actually probably just kill me is insane. ]

[ Art by Gigi on YouTube, scenario pulled from the same video. GO WATCH IT, ITS SO GOOD ]