Casually Insane

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

"Of course," she answered, minorly annoyed by the question. "One of many things I can't do is lie to you." She knew. She'd tried with several previous humans; if she tried to tell a lie, the words simply refused to come. "I can't be detected by any human being but you. Assuming, of course, you keep the lamp to yourself." Some of her previous masters had thought it would be fun to share her with others. Joke was on them, of course; those few all suddenly found themselves without a genie. Pathetic.

As they approached the school, Mira couldn't help but smirk. She couldn't wait to see Paxton's reaction to the results of his wish. She'd promised him she'd undo the wish if he found she hadn't granted it. Well, Master, she thought to herself, I do look forward to the look on your face when you realize what you've done. Was it cruel of her? Maybe. No crueler, though, than when a human found a creature like her in bondage and never once considered that she might want out instead of wanting to grant their wishes. No, humans were only ever concerned with themselves: make me rich, make me famous, give me these things that I want. Nevermind what I or anyone else may wish for. Nevermind my needs, or the needs of others. Why should humans care about anything but their own selfishness?

She shook her head. It was a rant she frequently held with herself, though it did no good. Besides, she didn't have time to waste on it; Paxton was entering the building, and she could already tell that something had the people within stirred up. Time for the show.

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

Mirajane simply stared at him, wondering if he was trying to mess with her. However, as she continued to watch, his words seemed to prove true: the car moved, stopped, and turned on Paxton's command, each change defined by the slightest of motions. "Fascinating..." she said quietly. Then, still curious, she phased her head through the car itself and examined the large contraption that appeared to be making this "car" move. It was a very strange thing: a large hunk of metal with many whirling, whining, buzzing, and moving parts. She raised a hand toward it. Though she was still incorporeal, she could still sense heat, and it appeared that this machine heated and cooled itself, both at the same time. "Amazing!" she stated, finally coming back to rest above her lamp. "That such a thing can move by itself without the use of magic... Humans have come quite a long way."

She couldn't remember the last time she'd been out of her lamp. Actually, truth be told, "time" held very little meaning for her. As a genie, she was immortal, and unless someone wished her free, there in the lamp she would remain. So when a human actually summoned her, she took note of as many things as she could; for the days, weeks, and sometimes even months of service were but the briefest flashes of time to her. That was why she was always so curious: if she didn't take time to learn everything she could, entire centuries could pass by without her. It was truly a lonely life.

She sighed, shaking her head in an effort to rid herself of her depressing thoughts. To help, she decided to ask another question. "Where are you going, exactly?"

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

It was the jolt that woke her up. Mirajane's eyes flew open as the entire lamp received a shake, sending her an inch into the air and dropping her back onto her comfy bed. She sat up and waited a moment, but whatever had happened, it didn't seem as though Paxton was trying to summon her. So what is he doing? she wondered, stretching her arms up and over her head. With a snap of her fingers, a plate of pancakes and a glass of juice appeared before her, and she quickly dug into them. Even as bland as conjured food was, pancakes were still her favorite breakfast meal. Once they were all gone, she sighed contentedly, ready to start the day.

She still disliked serving humans, but the fact that she now had a master at least allowed her to leave the lamp from time to time; actually having a day to start was a wonderful thing for her.

With another stream of colorful smoke, she slid her way out of the lamp, recognizing at once that, though he was still beside her, Paxton and she were no longer in the boy's room. "Good morning, Master." She greeted him cooly and dutifully, her voice still giving no indication that she regarded him with anything other than disdain. However, it was just a little bit nicer a tone than before - her initial dislike had cooled in the night. She glanced around, noting that her lamp was now sealed within an odd pouch, made to be hung on a person's body (or so she guessed, judging by the two large strips on the back). Ah. That would explain the jolt. Upon further inspection - including phasing through the window and looking outside - she also realized that she was in one of the strange metal wheel-boxes that she'd seen up on the roof the previous night.

"If I may ask, just what exactly is this?" she asked, motioning to the wheel-box. "How can such a large metal box, even one with four wheels, move itself so quickly?" If asked, she would immediately deny it, but curiosity had always been one of her stronger aspects.

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

Never give up, Paxton! \(^o^ )

Burning Passion (Kimi & Casually Insane)

You can have the tea-maker ding, if you want.

Burning Passion (Kimi & Casually Insane)

"I am most certainly not fishing for compliments!" she told her, rather loudly and angrily. "I was simply asking a question, thank you very much!" Still angry, she gave a light "humph!" and turned around in her chair, finally pulling out her textbooks and notebook. "Now, if you're going to say, at the very least be quiet. I have things to do." She frowned into her textbook, but her mind was still elsewhere. The princess of Hell had just randomly fallen into her dorm room, and now she was going to stay here? Well, Sarah certainly didn't have the courage to say no. But how was she supposed to live with a demoness? She sighed; she'd figure it out later. She wrestled her wandering mind into submission, and managed to - at least, to some extent - focus on her homework.

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

Let me assure you that Mira is not impossible to get to. She's just been treated kindly by so many humans, who have even promised to grant her her freedom, and yet she's still stuck in her ever-living nightmare. In her eyes, the moment she lets her guard down is the moment she gets hurt once again.

If you can earn your way past that guard, however, I guarantee you'll find a beautiful gem inside her. ^-^

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

Mira said nothing as Paxton declared he'd be leaving, nor did she greet him when he returned. As he sat silently on the bed, she sat silently on the floor, sitting on her knees with her eyes closed. Silence, to her, was like an old acquaintance who, though she ever tried to be rid of, always seemed to come back. And yet, ironically, she was now so akin to silence that its presence could, at times, even be comforting.

So when Paxton spoke again, her eyes opened, a spark of annoyance within them. He offered her a place to sleep - even offering a portion of his own bed. A part of Mirajane's chest suddenly felt very pained, and she sighed, closed her eyes, and stood up.

"Master." She addressed him with a very cold, neutral expression, almost like a machine. "I have a place to sleep in my home. Unless you deem it unfit, I shall sleep there for the evening; so long as I am bound to a master, I may enter and leave it as I please." She opened her eyes now, and fixed him with a harsh, emotionless stare. "If you require me within the evening, simply rub the lamp again. Such is how you may summon me at any time, regardless of where I am." She gave a low bow as her legs again became a tail, steadily withdrawing into the lamp. "Goodnight, Master." With that, she slipped inside and disappeared.

Back in her home in the void, she appeared above her fluffy bed and fell down on top of it. Her emotionless mask fell from her face then, revealing a very pained pair of eyes that spoke of brokenness and sorrow. Humans... She truly wanted to appreciate the kind offer, truly wanted to give a youth like Paxton a chance... but the promises of kindness and freedom had been broken so many times before, she knew she wouldn't be able to bear it if they were broken again. So she kept her distance, silencing her emotions and closing off her heart. Besides, what would Paxton care if she never thought well of him? He, like all other humans, would find someone to love, go on to live a wonderful life, and would eventually forget about Mira completely. Mira sighed; she knew she shouldn't be this negative, knew that everyone was different.

Even so, a broken heart left terrible scars.

Burning Passion (Kimi & Casually Insane)

^-^ Hopefully. She can be a ton of good fun, if you can get her excited about something! :D

Practically Spellbound [Casually Insane + Summer]

"Paxton," she repeated, trying out the name for herself. Since Paxton was sitting at the desk, she contented herself with sitting cross-legged on the floor, holding the plate in one hand while eating with the other. Whatever it was, it tasted much better than her usual "food". She conjured a glass of water for herself, then took a small sip. "Well, thank you for finally telling me your name." She would have said it was nice to meet him, but frankly, it wasn't. She still didn't like humans, and thus far, Paxton had done nothing to endear himself to her. In fact, quite the opposite.

"Thank you for the meal," she added, though it was very stiff and formal. She didn't mind that it was leftovers; anything was better than conjured foods. She did, however, mind that she had to eat it up here, in silence, behind a locked door, and hidden from the world around her. She didn't want revenge against humans or any silly thing like that; they hadn't been the ones to put her in the cursed lamp. She simply wanted freedom - more than anything in the world, she wanted to be free.

Several of her previous masters had promised to set her free before. Obviously, however, greed had changed their minds. She doubted Paxton would be any different.