Vesuvius snapped his attention back to Calen. The poisonin the air already starting yo seep back into Mavi.
"Listen, you have a very valuable gift, and there are people out there who would use it for wrong. Hell, as far as the people we work for know, you could use it for wrong." He spared a glance twords his sister who had obviously overdone it. "So I'm giving you two options right now," he had to get this over with quickly so he could take her to a nurse. "You agree and basically sell your soul in order to survive. Or I replace every memory you have." He wasn't actually strong enough to do that, but it seemed like a good enough threat.
The making of a villain /TAKE TWO\ (closed) (O×O) (romance)
Calen flinched at that. He had some bad memories of mind manipulation, and he really didn't want to have to deal with it again. He gave a rueful smile, but behind it was cold steel. "I suppose I don't really have a choice, do I?" He asked bitterly.
(Hey sorry I'm gonna be dropping this rp)
(That's totally fine, I understand!)