10+: On a 10+, the spell succeeds with intended effect.

⚁⚅ 2,6+2=10. Franziska's lucky streak continues.

Mr. Stainton's eyes go glassy and the anger in his jaw slackens. "Yes... I... that is exactly what I will do. I don't know what came over me, ladies. I must apologize." As if it were his own idea, he looks back at the counters full of his wares and strokes his chin to think. "I... should give the next Leontes witches who come through here a discount, to show how much I appreciate their marvelous house."

Kinzie, who had been quite apoplectic up until this point, suddenly dried her eyes and looked at you with awe, and then let out a sigh of deep relief.

Fortunately, your professor hadn't been too terribly far from that particular shop, having a cup of his favorite mugwort tea and chatting up the matronly witch who ran the tea shop. He seemed bemused by the shopkeeper's profuse apology and gave you and Kinzie a raise of his eyebrows, but he didn't question the matter too closely, fortunately enough. You were doing your best to keep yourself from outright beaming with giddy pride. Not only had a rather advanced spell for a second year worked flawlessly, but you always got a particular thrill out of using your magic to dominate someone who would, in other circumstances, be intimidating. Your thoughts drifted back to your first tryst a few weeks back...

On your way back to the academy, Kinzie stuck close by your side and whispered excitedly in your ear all the way.... ostensibly getting to know you better, dancing around the real subject. Eventually she worked up the courage to ask you some more specifics about using such charms... apparently she'd never had the nerve to try them on a 'live' target before.

"So tell me... Francisca, was it? May I call you Sissy?" The excitable girl asked. You wrinkled your nose at her. "I would rather you did not."

She had other questions on her mind though. "So tell me - if it worked so easily on a full-fledged wizard, even an untalented and out-of-practice one, would that kind of spell... do you think it's maybe possible that someone like me would be able to use it on other students? How great is the risk of failure?"

You give a haughty little giggle. "Possible? Certainly, though it can easily backfire. And the risk is, well, a matter of opinion. Are you angling to pull me in as a 'second', to be your backup option while you try it a bit?"

"Well," Kinzie says, blushing, "There's this Broom Polo player..."

You resist rolling your eyes and grin, giving her a little wave of your hand that signals no more explanation is needed. On the one hand, you certainly don't owe her anything - in fact, the way that she has taken such an intense interest in command spells, you are starting to wonder if she was innocent of shoplifting after all. But on the other hand, you can always use more friends and favors owed.

The thought also crosses your mind that, depending on what exactly her intentions are towards this athletic magician and his(?) thoughts on the matter, Kinzie is skirting perilously close to implying that she wants to bed this person and doesn't care if the feeling isn't mutual. It's terribly dangerous, murky territory. Funny, really - less than an hour ago, she'd been distraught, knowing that skeevy shop owner likely aimed to coerce her into giving his 'wand' a stroke in return for his silence. Relieved as she had been to avoid that, the idea had been planted in her mind, and Kinzie was clearly more excited about the prospect than she'd expected.

Do you agree to help her? Or... perhaps you could split the difference and invite both Kinzie and this crush of yours to the 'party' you are planning. There will be masks on offer, so Kinzie can make a play for this person's affections (physical affections, anyway) without fear of rejection... It seems like the safest option, really. In fact, even if you refuse and say not another word to her, she might go off and start trying to control people anyways.

Franziska has 0 XP.