She grins, “Aww are you mad~? Poor baby…oh how dare I use your power against you? Oh I’m such an evil, dastardly woman!” She sounded as if she was speaking to a child, a motherly glint in her eyes that mixed with her evil intentions.
Alissa rolls her eyes, snapping her fingers casually. Immediately, Lela would feel her impotence as her ability to copy powers was blocked by mental inhibitors.
"Yes, how dare you. You're meant to be my plaything, and are supposed to submit to me when I tell you to." she says imperiously.
She grins, “Well sorry, sweetie…but right now it looks as though you should be grounded from your toys.” Her grin grows wider.
“I haven’t submitted to any man…so what makes you think I’d do the same for a woman?”
(We have the insane mom brat and the insane kid brat lol; which will win?)
Alissa rolls her eyes skyward. "Try it, bitch. I dare you."
"Because I'm not just a woman, I'm a master." she smirks.
(XD oh I’m so using that-)
Lela throws her head back, laughing. “Oh…such a brat you are…” She smirks, “You think you’re in control? Darling I highly doubt it…” Her Italian accent seemed to only get thicker.
“I’d suggest you change your attitude…before I’m forced to punish you…”
(bet XD)
"Like you aren't a brat? Besides, the definition of control is the ability to influence the course of life in a specific situation. I can control everything about this situation, while you can't control anything." Alissa smirks.
"'Punish me.' I dare you." she replies coldly.
She grins, then hums softly. “come here…” her voice had a compelling nature, forcing Alissa to step forwards.
Alissa raises her eyebrows, but steps forward. She takes back control with a simple push of her bone controlling power; she still had that and the emotional manipulation parts of her power.
She snaps each of Lela's ribs, one by one, her eyes glowing a deep, crimson-violet, her hair raising as if she were underwater.
Lela gasps, doubling over and clutching her chest. She squeezes her eyes shut, not making any other sound.
Alissa smirks.
"What? Can't talk?" she whispers, kneeling in front of Lela. "Not so tough now, are you?"
Crooking a finger, she forces Lela to look her in the eyes.
"C'mon, answer me." she snarls softly. "Say you like it. Say it."
Lelas vision went blurry. She stares Alissa in the eyes and swallows down her own blood. “You…are a masochist aren’t you…” She coughs, gasping as blood dripped from her mouth.
She started going limp after a moment, unable to heal herself. shit-
"I think the word you're looking for is 'sadist,' sweetheart." Alissa chuckles darkly.
"Oh, no, I can't have you passing out on me yet." she smirks, clicking her fingers, clotting the blood easily. She heals the bones only slightly.
She squeaks slightly, squeezing her eyes shut. “Why not just…kill me now?” She looks back up.
"Because then I can't have my fun with you." Alissa replies, darkly cheerful.
Lela huffs, spitting out some blood and standing straight. She cringes at the pain, but doesn’t make a sound. “Whatever you say, darling…”
"Now, what was that about punishment?" Alissa snickers.
She narrows her eyes, then suddenly throws a knife towards Alissa’s neck.
Alissa moves slightly and it brushes against her skin gently, like the whisper of a kiss. She then turns fully and catches it by the blade, looking at it.
"Nice try." she chuckles.
Lela smirks, “Had to give it a shot…” She sits down, leaning against a building. She looked as though she was surrendering.
Alissa flips it in the air before twirling it between her fingers.
"Many people have tried knives, poison, bullets, fire, poison gas. They all failed. I have to work with a crazy dictator, anyways." she smirks.
Lela hums, “That’s nice, dear…” She closes her eyes.
(XD shes like a mother ‘validating’ her child’s artwork that’s literally crap-)
(Lmao yeah)
Alissa hums quietly, going and grabbing her dress, long since saturated with blood, just like her. She slips it back on.
"Well, I must be going. I'll leave cleanup to other people." she snickers. "Bye-bye, sweetheart."
And with a swirl of red mist, she alters Lela's view, disappearing from sight. By the time the woman would gain control again, Alissa would be long gone.
Lela grumbles, getting up with a soft grunt. She slowly stumbles back to her own home, laying down in her bed without even cleaning herself off or getting changed. She shoos her servants away and closes her eyes, almost immediately passing out.
A few weeks later, Alissa's back, doing her own thing and having her slaves do some shopping while she took a walk. She was getting very bored, without any new ideas for things to do.
Lela was still trying to recover, making her own slaves do everything for her while she stayed in bed. It still hurt to move around a lot and she didn’t want to make her injuries worse. What really pissed her off, was the lack of any hero’s having healing abilities.
She huffs and takes a bite of her ice cream, scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, a servant knocks on her door, bringing fresh bandages. She waves them away. “Leave me be…” They nod and walk away. She pauses, then calls them back. “Go see what that woman, the Scarlet Maiden is doing…I’m curious…”
They nod and rush out, now on the look out for Alissa. They spot her walking and freeze in place, watching her from afar.