My name is Mikhail Vaughn
I am 18 years old.
People describe me as being withdrawn. My thoughts are always on my work and little else matters to me. I suppose you could call me socially inept as well. I make very little attempts at being sociable with others my age, and well who can blame me? We have very little in common anyways. I am, however, very curious and adventurous when it comes to dealing with the arcane.
My story starts when my powers first awakened at the age of five. You see very little people are gifted with the ability to wield magic, and it is unheard of for them awakening in one so young. To make things even more interesting, my powers are immense. The council of mages feared and envied my power so much that they sealed it with runes across my body. Even so, I am still quite powerful, but without even doing anything I have also made numerous enemies and adoring fans. People either admire me, resent me, or plan to use me.
My little secret The seals are losing their hold, and my power is growing by the day.

Name: Laura
Race: Succubus
Gender: Female
Rank: One of satans powerful demons.
Her bio and personaility will come out in rp.

(sorry took so long >< busy with work)

OOC: It's all good. I just got home from work and I gotta go to the store cause it looks like I'll be making lasagne for dinner.
lol
But I will write up my first post tonight.

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Mikhail walked around the summoning circle, his icy blue eyes tracing the symbols and lines; making sure there were absolutely no flaws. Even the most slight imperfection could spell disaster and be potentially life threatening. When he finally approved, the young mage walked over to his desk and picked up the dusty tomb. Today’s summoning was really a last minute idea. Mikhail needed an extra set of hands to help around his workshop, so he decided on summoning a lesser otherworld being and binding it to his will.

He approached the circle again with the book laid open in his hands. After taking one more moment to make sure everything was ready, Mikhail began the incantation of summoning. He was so focused on the words before him, and he spoke them out loud in a strong and clear voice. The passage was several paragraphs long, and with every word he spoke, power began to build within his large workplace. The symbols of the circle glowed with a harsh intensity as smoke filled the void encompassed by the lines.

When he finally finished, there was a slight pause where he frowned. He had the feeling that something wasn’t quite right, but his thoughts were interrupted by a loud crack and a blast of power that whipped through the room; sending papers flying, and whipping the ends of his silvery white jacket about him. Mikhail shielded his eyes with his arm; turning his body so that he could protect the fragile book in his hands.

Laura was busy working. She was a succubus. Her job was to torture and that was something she did great at. She worked real hard torturing many souls. Suddenly a flash of light surrounded her and she felt intence heat all over her body. She growled as she felt herself being turned inside out. Suddenly she was in a room. Crackling electricity filled the air. She opened one eye curiously. What was going on? She noticed a human in the room with her. Stepping out of the area she had appeared in she approached him curiously. She put her face close to his and glared at him.
"Who are you mortal and why am I here?"
He looked interesting. Smelled kinda funny to her. She wondered how on earth she had come to be here. This human must have something to do with it.

Mikhail squinted his pale eyes against the light. He felt something stir the air before him, and it took a few blinks before his eyes were able to focus on the red feminine face inches from his own. His eyes widened a little in surprise, and a single eyebrow rose in curiosity. She said something, but his attention wasn’t focused on the words. Instead, he took a small step back and looked back down at the book with a frown. Something had gone wrong with the spell, and he had managed to summon.. well he wasn’t sure what. His eyes rose back to the female still standing in the circle. Her skin was a reddish pink hue, small horns protruded from her hair line, and well.. His cheeks pinked a little as he took in the sight of her scantily clothed and voluptuous body. Suddenly, he knew what he had managed to summon into his workplace.

His eyes fell to the circle that enclosed the female, and he scanned it to make sure everything was still intact. She wouldn’t be able to touch the circle, and as long as he didn’t mess up any of the markings on his side, she was trapped. He turned from her and took a seat in one of his chairs with a sigh. He leaned against the arm of the chair, his fingers rubbing his forehead as he thought.

The incantation he had used to bring her here had also held the words that now bound her to him. He could undo the binding and send her back of course, but that would require a lot more time and he still needed an extra pair of hands. Besides, she was bound to him and that meant she could cause him no harm and had to obey his commands. The worst that could happen was that the Counsel found out what she was, and he would get reprimanded for it, and more than likely get a few more enemies than he already had.

Laura growled. She looked more closely around the room. She saw bookshelves full of books. Typical of humans. She walked towards one but for some reason she could not. She looked down at the floor bending over to the ground and inspected the lines all over. She sighed. Magic of some kind. She was stuck for now. She would escape soon enough and be back at work. She peered at the human who sat down in the chair. He seemed to not understand her speaking or he was mad as he realized just what he had summoned to him.
"You human. Why am I here and who are you? Release me at once I wish to go back. This place is to cold."
Her voice had a pleasant sound to it and yet showed that she was not one to be taken for granted. Right now she was mad and her voice boomed. It practically caused the structure to shake.
She continued to inspect the human in front of her. He had the most interesting feature. Laura could not remember ever seeing that where she came from. His eyes. His eyes were drawing. She had only gotten a glance and yet she could feel a pull to them.

(wow ur a good rper. My posts suck compared to you lol)

OOC: Well thank you!
I’m usually at my best when inspired, but it often takes me awhile to post. Lol
But I think you’re doing perfectly fine.

IC:
Mikhail’s thoughts were interrupted as the demon spoke again. He raised his gaze to her, making sure to keep it on her face; less distracting that way. ”My name is Mikhail, and I summoned you here.” He finally answered, his tone implying that it was obvious. ”Well, not you specifically, but a being to help serve as a second pair of hands.” He added, looking thoughtful.

Would this really work? He wondered, as he watched her stalk the circle. When he thought she was looking, he took another glance at her body. She was going to be damn distracting looking like that and anyone with brains would recognize her for what she was. He supposed it was a blessing that succubi could change their appearance at will.

”I suppose I should explain your situation better.” He began, leaning forwards and clasping his hands before him. ”You are now bound to me and my will for as long as I wish. You are not to harm any living being, or cause any kind of destruction unless I command you to do so. All I need from you is.. well to put it simply, you will mostly be serving as a maid.” He clarified, gesturing around his messy workshop. ”However, you will need to change your appearance to something more appropriate and I wont let you out of the circle until you do so.”

It really was amazing how composed the young mage was. Anyone else in his position would most likely be easily captivated by the succubus, or quickly banish her back to her own realm. He didn’t deny that she was captivating, however, but like most of the time, his mind was on business.

She grunted at him. She was not happy with the idea of being a maid and yet her willpower to disobey him was not there. She could not deny what he asked of her. She sighed and staring at him with a slightly confused look she said.
"Very well. I will do as you wish but I warn you when this spell wares off I will kill you."

She closed her eyes and the room filled with a red fog. She let herself morph slowly. She had one human appearance she could use from a human she had seen at one point in time. The only thing to make her seem nonhuman was her eyes which could not change.



"Does this form please you more?"
She was a lovely girl with red hair. Her eyes were a lightish red and her outfit was red. She had a melodious voice almost like hte tinkle of little bells. Her lips were full and plump. Her skin shone with radiance. She was deffinitly alluring.

Mikhail squinted, trying to see through the red haze, but could not. Instead, he had to wait until the fog faded, and revealed a beautiful young woman with red hair and striking red eyes. He had been hoping for something more.. average, but he supposed that would be near impossible for a succubus to pull off. Everything about them was alluring and seductive, and this one was no different than any of her demonic sisters.

”I suppose that will do.” He answered, as he rose from his chair. Mikhail approached one of his desks and rummaged through the pile of objects that sat there until he removed a gold cuff. His fingers ran over the intricate design engraved around the band and it glowed with a soft golden light before he clipped it to his wrist. The cuff was a very old artifact that was said to ward off demonic magic, but whether or not it still worked was up for debate.

He dropped his arm; letting the sleeve of his jacket obscure the cuff from view before he turned to the succubus and waved his arm. The circle glowed briefly before losing its power. ”What is your name, demon?” He suddenly inquired, looking at her curiously.

She looked at him a moment. Her right hand went to her face in an expression of amusement. She watched him put something on his arm but could not see what. She was curious but not curious enough to bother asking about it. She noticed a mirrior on the wall in front of her and stared into it. She looked so strange. She did not really care for how she looked. Her hair was wrong her horns were gone. She had pale skin and her eyes. They were awful. She closed her eyes and opened them looking back at herself. She tried to go back but could not.

She turned back to the man.
"I can not go back to normal. This is strange."
He asked her her name and she stared at him squinting her eyes.
"Laura is what I am called."

One of his pale eyebrows rose at her observation, but he kept quiet. That is unusual, perhaps I underestimated the power of Alticus’s cuff. He thought, making a mental note to read up more on the artifact and its creator.

”Laura..” He repeated, letting the demon’s name roll from his tongue. He gazed at her thoughtfully. It seemed odd to the young mage that a demon would carry such a normal sounding name, but then again mages never did very many dealings with demons. Summoning rituals took a lot of work and time, often being very dangerous as well. Besides, who in their right mind would want to summon a creature of evil when they could summon a celestial being?

Mikhail’s hand suddenly went to his pocket as his cell phone began to vibrate. He quickly pulled it out, and glanced at the screen in annoyance. It was a fellow mage by the name of Gregory. Mikhail had no friends, but Gregory came close to being the young mage’s only friend. To be honest, they were friends, even if Mikhail didn’t acknowledge him as such.

A sigh escaped his lips. Of course Gregory has to pick the most opportune time to arrive. He thought before his gaze wondered back to Laura. He needed to give the succubus something to do to distract her and keep her busy. ”A fellow mage is stopping by, and I need you to start organizing all of my books by the author’s last name in alphabetical order.” He told her while gesturing around the workplace where countless books were strewn about. ”You can place them on the empty bookshelves that line the back wall.”

(o nice just make her stack books why dont you ><)

She stared at him a moment. When he took out his phone she walked over to him and peered at it.
"What is that for and what does it do. Also What is your name?"

He mentioned stacking books and she looked around her with a sigh. There were a lot of books here to stack. She walked to the nearest pile and picked it up flipping through the pages. It seemed to be a book of spells. She closed it looking at the cover. <Spells used for love around the world by: James Dylan> She glanced at the cover that showed two people male and female kissing and frowned at it. She had never seen a kiss before. Succubuses were very sexual but kissing was never involved. All that involved was beating each other to a bloody pulp and hoping that they did not die before they created a baby. Laura being a young succubus had never actually had sex before so even that was new to her. She brought to book to him and showed him the cover.
"Whats this?" She pointed at the picture. "Are they eating each other?"

Mikhail watched as Laura walked away to begin her task, before he turned to his desk. He rummaged through a stack of papers, pulling several out for Gregory to look at. It was then he noticed that she was at his side again. He looked down at the book she held out, and his eyebrows creased in a frown. ”No, they are kissing..” He answered confusion evident in his tone.

How could a succubus not know of kissing? He wondered. The idea was almost too ridiculous to ponder. His lips turned up in a small smile. She must be messing with me. Trying to get my guard down. It never occurred to the young mage that she wasn’t already adept at the arts of the succubi.

She looked at the book again and sighed.
"What is kissing?"
She was totally confused. She had never heard of kissing before and it was strange to her. She sighed and went back to her books. She stacked them quickly enough but even so with her curiosity of opening them and looking at them this was gonna take her awhile.

Mikhail watched silently as she returned to the books, taking her time in sorting through them. To be honest, he was curious about this creature he had accidently summoned, but any questions would have to wait until he had some privacy. It was at that moment when Gregory entered the room. "Mikhail!" He exclaimed with a smile as he flung open the door and headed towards his fellow mage.

"I have the papers right over here, Gregory. It took awhile to find them, but.." Mikhail frowned as he watched Gregory catch sight of Laura's form bent over a pile of books. His friend's face turned slack, and after a moment of being dumbstruck, he rushed over to her and took her slender hands into his.

"My name is Gregory." He announced with a charming smile; his dark hair falling slightly over his bright green eyes. "What is your name, beautiful?"

She did not even think but reacted automatically. She reached out to the guy who had grabbed her and picking him up tossed him into a wall. She gasped after it had happened and ran over to him. She picked him up and put him back on his feet. She looked down at the ground embarrassed.
"I apologize. You startled me and it was an automatic reaction. Please forgive me."
She hoped theses guys would not be mad at her.

Gregory blinked in surprise to suddenly find himself crumpled against the adjacent wall. The next thing he knew, Laura easily dragged him back to his feet, and he was standing once more. "Uhm.. would you mind explaining this Mikhail?" He suddenly asked, looking past Laura and at his scowling friend.

"This is Laura, my new assistant." Mikhail answered as he approached the pair. He took Gregory by the arm, and pulled him towards the door. He handed a small stack of papers to Gregory, and opened the door to his study. "Here you are, I will see you tonight at the presentations." It was Gregory's turn to scowl, as Mikhail tried to knudge him out the door, but he took hold and turned to look at Laura with a curious grin.

"Fairwell Laura!" He exclaimed, before bending his head close to Mikhail. "What have you done this time, Mikhail? Is she your presentation?" He whispered, curiousity marring his handsome features. Mikhail, wasn't very forthcoming, as he simply said no, and closed the door on his fellow mage. He could hear Gregory chuckle before finally walking away.

With a sigh, Mikhail turns to look back at Laura, his arms crossed.

Laura stared at him a moment. She put her eyes to the floor and then said in a soft tone.
"I apologize. Where I come from if you do not defend yourself immediatly then you will not have time and you will suffer severe consiquences. I do not always think before I spring into action. I am sorry if I hurt your friend and I will try to control myself better next time."
She then looked back up at his face with a grin.
"Of course next time you might want to tell him not to grab me in any way. Sometimes I act without thinking and if he does it in the wrong way he could end up horribly maimed."

Mikhail frowned. This could be a little bit of a problem. People tended to touch eachother, and if Laura attacked everyone that touched her.. then well, that would be a problem. If she was going to stay, then he was somehow going to have to get her comfortable with contact. "You're going to have to become comfortable with people touching you. When people greet eachother they shake hands, hug, or kiss on the cheek. It's very common, and I cannot have you throwing people across the room all the time. If anyone discovers that you are a succubus, then we will both be in trouble." He explained.

She frowned. In hell touch had always been associated with pain. The idea of allowing a touch to happen is what revolted her. It made her almost sick to her stomach at the idea of that. She shivered and closed her eyes calming her breathing.
"Very well. I will try to endure it."
She let her eyes look up at him calmly. She would not let anything cause her to lose her calm.