Add Keyphrase: Horny Idiot Savant

I try focusing on the magics, but it's quite hard. The magic in the air, my own distracting arousal from last night, and the strangeness of the device all make it hard to focus. I could figure this out: I know I can, if only I could focus, but alas the lingering effects of my own magics - to say nothing of her Highness' much more potent spellcraft - have left me in quite the mess.

I start to despair that maybe my peers were correct to dismiss me as a 'horny idiot savant' in closed doors, where they thought I--

--I? I watch the magic swirl and drift and wrap me up and it's so pretty? I--

I...? I'm confused. What was... what was I doing? The magic mirror, um... I was trying to make it make sense? It's hard. I'm not that good at thinking about things - just doing - so I can't really get a grasp for what all the pretty magic in the air means.

I know it's doing sexy things, mostly. I can tell things like that really easily: It's going in and out and swirling in just the right ways for a show but... It's not a show. It's a spell, and it's doing things and I don't know how.

If I could just make my own magic I'm sure we could make some real sexy things happen but, um, it's stuck and won't move. Just like me. Why did I think I could make this better by thinking at it again? Stupid Cheryl, you know better than that.

You're good at sex and making sex and making people sex other people and that's about it. Why did you think you could do this, you stupid sex witch? Oh if only Arma were here, you could definitely make things make sense again: if you only had your Princess, you could definitely get a grip, couldn't you Cheryl?

But there's no one here to charm into thinking of all the hard things for you, so what do you do now, Cheryl, with no role to play? Come on, Cheryl, surely I can make you do something smart without taking the idea from someone else, right?

I don't know what to do. I can't make Cheryl - er, myself. I can't make myself fix this. I can't think of anything at all...

(horny idiot savant, composed court sex-witch, dominatrix, wavy light-green hair, apron, loyal witch's attire, surprised expression, medium breasts, hairband, stockings, modest skirt, standing in a castle bedroom)

[AN: This one kind of evolved on its own as I wrote to develop this persona's character. I eventually decided to reconcile the dominatrix thing with how simple-minded she was turning out to be that Cheryl is really, really talented at two things: Sex magic, of course... and acting / self-hypnosis.

The trouble is, she's not very creative outside of sex so... she's just flailing. She can't decide the role if there isn't an audience, because she's too wrapped up in her insecurities to think of something for herself. Or something like that, anyway.]