What kind of emotion are you expecting a hot blooded, hormonal teen to instill in a girl? Huh?

A/N: sorry if the Mana status tag is a turnoff.

You swallow a gulp, a deep, nerve-wracked one at that. Every instinct in your nineteen year old body wants you to abandon caution to the wind and get on with it already, but in this situation, being a first time for you to ever attempt to cast a Spell, on a fellow sorcereress to boot, all that flits through your mind are the horrific scenarios that will be your repercussion if shit should hit the fan.

But then, what your gramps always say comes to mind: 'if you are going to do something absolutely stupid, quit dilly dallying like a pussy and do it with dignity, fuck the consequences.' Your grandpa's weird principle is what you're going to follow now. You feel into the ethereal link connecting you to the girl, it is still holding strong, subsequently draining your mana to provide itself with enough staying power. Good.

You shift your gaze to the goth girl once more, evaluating her. She's clearly one of those emo-type people who doesn't give a shit and are normally abrasive as fuck, but she's also very cute. Surely, it couldn't hurt to just tweak her into being a little... well, positive, towards you at least, just to see what will happen. With that goal in mind, you set off to work, concocting the kind of feelings you want to imbue.

Mana pts: 100

Dominant emotion: Happiness

You like me (5 Mp)

You want to know me (5 Mp)

I'm interesting to you (5 Mp)

You start to siphon those intents through the link, passively ignoring the major backlash on your mana pool. With your enhanced sight, you see the aura flow towards the girl like water through a pipe. Once it got to her, it start to suffuse with her resident, gray-clouded emotions, wrangling around it almost as if it is wrestling for dominance. Your mind supplies an answer that it must be the girl's willpower, acting like an immune system to fend off the foreign invader, being you.

Acting fast, you pour in more mana and intent through the link to bolster your first Cast, breaking a sweat as you do.

Mana pts: 85

Dominant emotion: Happiness

You like me (5 Mp)

You want to know me (5 Mp)

I'm interesting to you (5 Mp)

Mana pts: 55

Your aura: 30

Girl's willpower: 20

Check passed

You let out an inaudible gasp as the strain of your mana being consumed hits home. But, on the bright side, your decisiveness seems to be the best idea as your reinforced aura quickly overpowers the defending forces, and now surrounds your target in a blend of rich purple and orange. A smile immediately curls up on your face at that small success. As turning on switch, the girl's brows furrow, her once indifferent countenance slipping into a warmer visage, then slowly, her eyes drifts off her phone, flicking around for a bit, before landing on you, meeting your eyes.

'Gah! She knows!'

You lose your cool at the sudden eye contact and that foils your concentration, cutting mana supply that enhances your vision, returning the world back to the dullish tone you're used to. You fumble to look away, like you weren't staring at her like a creep all along. Then your ears picks up the dull thud of heavy booted footsteps approaching and your heart starts to pound. You keep an unwavering stare at your table, but inwardly, you are a piping hot wreck, 'I'm so fucked.'

– The steps draw closer.

'Oh, I'm so dead.'

– And closer.

You see it now, a knife being shoved right through your heart.

– CLOSER.

You just hope she makes it quick.

"Hey. Ya won't mind some company, would ya?”

She's now standing on the threshold of your compartment, looking as unthreatening as possible for a goth.

You blink stupidly, your body slowly untensing from all its worries. This is certainly an unexpected twist you don't mind. You were half expecting the redhead to attack you, not smiling like that... Wait a sec, that means your ability worked, thank goodness. You struggle to keep your inner bliss from showing on your face, instead focusing on the girl.

'God, she's beautiful.'

Viewing her up close, despite your trepidation, you can't appreciate the well-defined body of this goth styled angel. She's the whole package, brandishing some chest guns that fit just right at home on her lithe frame and flaring hips that to match. While you still don't know her intentions regarding you, but you are definitely not regretting picking her as a target in the first place.

"Um, hey," she says again, this time snapping you to attention. You also can't help but notice the southern accent that laced her words. Sexy.

"H- Hi," you blubber back.

She smirks at you. "May Ah come in?”

Can she come in? Ridiculous, she could ask for your whole compartment and you'd give it to her. "S- sure thing, come on in." You wave her to the leather seat opposite your own. She says her thanks and settle into the offered seat, her smirk in place. "Hope ya don't mind the intrusion. Mah name is Anne Murray, but ah prefer if ya call me Loot."

The nickname doesn't surprise you. It is a common quirk for people with Sorcery to fashion a codename based on their powers for themselves. But why Loot? It sounds odd.

"Um, I'm John, John Doe. You can call me... " Then you remember that you don't have a codename and smile weakly at her. "I don't really have a codename. Yet."

She quirk an neat eyebrow, "Ya one of those late bloomers, aren't yah?"

You nod.

Her mirthful green eyes explores you. "Well, what's yah Sorcery then? not tah brag, but codenaming is kinda mah jam."

You startle at that. While there is no harm in telling her, you're afraid she might be able to deduce the workings of your _Sorcery _and get that you're influencing her somehow.

As if she could sense your inner turmoil, she raise both her hands in a placating gesture. "I know I came off strong and it is yah secret to keep. It is just, I feel like I known ya before or somethin' like that. Sorry if I made yah feel uncomfortable. I just wanta help."

You stare down bashfully, a guilty feeling stirring up within you. Only if she knew you're the one manipulating her into thinking so. Finally you say, "it's alright, my Sorcery isn't that much of a big deal."

At your words, she brightens up. "How about I show you mahyn first? Watch." Before you can say anything, she place her left hand on the table and mutter something inaudibly. Your eyes widen as the hand takes on the same metallic composition as the table, all the way to her elbow.

"Wow!" the exclamation comes unbidden to your lips.

The corners of her mouth quirks. "Yeah, mah sorcery allows me to absorb anythin' from nearly everything. Become solid as a rock, brittle as a glass," then her face darkens as if remembering something, "even people and Sorceries too." You're about to raise a question when she moves her hand away for you to see. The area she touched has turn a deep rusted color.

She looks away from you to stare out the window. "Problem is, I couldn't control how much I drain and people get hurt In the process. It's why I'm on this train."

You feel sorry for her. This shows that sometimes, not all Sorcery are a blessing. Hers must have incur something terrible, which explains her closed off attitude. In a way, that only seems to make her even hotter in your eye, and you can't help thinking of all the wanton ways you can help relieve her worries. Images of her splayed out, naked in front of you pops up in your head and your pants tighten.

Subconsciously, the lascivious intents starts to bubble in you. If you still had your mana vision, you would have seen the Link between you and Loot was never broken, thus the desire you are feeling is also leaking to her, further amplified by your mana.

Mana pts: 55

Predominant emotion: Lust

I want to help you (10 mp)

I need you (10 mp)

Fuck me (10 mp)

If you still had your mana vision, you would have seen the stream of vivid pink coursing for Anne and stop it. It is only when you felt the enormous strain of energy leaving your body that you finally realize your blunder. It is only when Loot starts to squirm in her seat that your mind finally sums it all up.

'Oh shit.'