Snippet #2769037

It was with slight dismay that Itzal realized the human hadn't heard him or even noticed him right away, but he hid it well behind his smile. His disappointment was short-lived, her eager smile almost causing him to break his act and gush over how positively delightful she looked. He could sense some trepidation from her, but it wasn't enough to scare her off. It was perfect.

While the young woman's smile was welcome, her laugh was rather unexpected, a momentary interruption in his focus as it rang in his ears. It was almost unnatural, forced even. More fear, then? Her heart rate increased slightly, further cementing the conclusion in his mind.

It took considerable effort to keep his brows from furrowing at her response. What universe? Same as hers, surely? Not that he cared much, it didn't change the fact that he was no less susceptible to becoming irked or insulted as any other of his kind when spoken to in such a manner. Thankfully, the words weren't too bad, though her tone was strong (something he noticed was also fake).

Before the thought fully left his head, Itzal noted another change in the dear human. Now, her head had tilted much like his own, and she had resumed a softer tone. And such a dear, she not only told him where she was heading and how (not that he didn't already know that), but she even went as far to thank him for looking into her lack of company. Oh what a fun human she was! So many expressions, all in the span of only three minutes or less!

Itzal inclined his head slightly, allowing her to pass by for a moment and think herself safe before carefully sneaking up behind her. Holding up one hand, he reached out with a thin trickle of magic, a grin starting to form on his face. Sure, he was no sleep invading or dream inducing demon, but even he knew a basic sleeping spell. Speeding up to meet the young woman, the creature blew faintly at her to release his magic. He waved his hand at the back of her head to direct the spell, being careful to catch her as she fell unconscious.
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Without any further incident, the demon managed to bring his new pet back to his current den, an abandoned hunting lodge deep in the woods several miles west. Once inside, he set about securing his new companion.

Roughly five minutes later, Itzal stood back and admired his handiwork. Before him was the unconscious human girl, tied carefully in a chair. Her hands were held behind the back of the chair, her ankles bound to each of the front legs. A silk blindfold covered her still closed eyes, and a thin white cloth was wrapped carefully around her mouth, great care taken so it never covered her nose.

Resisting the urge to clap his hands together and chuckle, he left the room to attend to other matters. He'd be able to hear her once she woke back up from his simple spell. He was excited already!