(Control) Use hypnosis to learn more about Brunhilde

It seemed like questions only agitated Brunhilde and questions about herself were the worst. The good news was that if she really didn't believe in mind control magic at all-- despite being surrounded by it, especially today-- she probably wouldn't understand what was happening, even if you clicked your fingers right in front of it. You gave a quick glance to the door to make sure none of the servants were watching, then clicked your fingers to activate the magic.

"What is this, why are you... snapping... your fucking fingers..?" she murmured, seeming to lose willpower by the second. In mere seconds, her tightly crossed arms had fallen to either side of her and her head lolled back against the wallpaper. Her gleaming blue eyes transformed into a pair of green swirls under the influence of the Ring of Ursa Minor. You imagined your control over her now was even more total than her employer's-- and you didn't even have to pay her.

You didn't want to admit it to yourself, but it felt pretty good, not only proving mind control to her seconds after she'd standoffishly denied what you'd seen, but also, reducing that icy wall she put up to nothing with just a snap of your fingers.

Of course, your intentions weren't so nefarious. All you needed was some understanding of who you were dealing with. You'd start with something simple: you asked Brunhilde to tell you what she likes.

"... Motorcycles... Money... Intimidating other people..." she answered, sounding like she was reciting a mental inventory. Her brow was half-tensed again, as though she was aware she was saying things she didn't want coming out. "I like men who are strong and smart... I like women who are cute and stupid..."

That was an oddly specific set of preferences. She probably had a lot of time to sort out her thoughts about such things on the job. You thought you knew the answer, but you prodded anyways: which cute and stupid women did she like?

"Yara... Yara Ashour... my employer... she is such a bimbo... cute bimbo..." Brunhilde answered, with a surprisingly warm smile slowly creeping onto her face. "So stupid how she believes in... magic and stuff..."

You found yourself sharing her smile. It was nice to see that even a hard-ass like Brunhilde had things that tickled her and people she cared about. You weren't sure it was a totally healthy basis for an employer / employee relationship, but as long as they were both happy, who cares?

"Also... the maid... Tallula..."

Your ears perked up. You weren't expecting that name to come up.

"Soft... innocent... I like her..." Brunhilde droned for a moment, still wearing a dopey smile, but her expression soured as she continued thinking. "It is a crime... how Wanda treats her... **** to put up with all of that bullshit..."

It seemed like somehow, Yara's bodyguard had already gotten a pretty good scoop on the master/servant relationship between Wanda and Tallula. You asked her to elaborate.

"Wanda Croft is... a sexual pervert... not like Yara... don't like her..."

You clarified that you wanted something specific.

"... It is like she's hypnotized... she will do whatever Wanda wants... she'll even... wear a dog collar... bark like a dog... I would never do that... I'd kill Wanda..."

You blinked a few times in confusion. How the hell had she learned all this? You started to ask, but just as you were getting ready to, you heard a loud noise in the kitchen. Startled, you clicked your fingers to snap her out of the trance.

The woman shook her head, clasped one hand strongly to her forehead, then groaned. "Your fucking questions are giving me a headache. What did you ask again? You know what. Nevermind. Questions over. I have to get back to Yara." She waved you off, flicking the fingers of one hand in distaste, then disappeared with a swing of that tight ass of hers.

You wished she could show more of that nicer side you dragged out of her.