I can’t believe my eyes
We’ve fallen down
We’re blinded by dark skies
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When Tinsley looked to her fellow club members, practically begging for them to assist her and her impulsive plan, Adrastea's eyes began to glow a bright shade of blue. The pupils of several club members shone the same bright shade, while others did not. Those who changed looked in Adrastea's direction, receiving a nod in response before they rushed on stage to participate in the undead girl's scheme. It appeared to be an impromptu song, spurred to life by Tinsley's desire to assist the weakling male that had somehow gotten himself stranded in the limelight. The crowd enjoyed the music as Tinsley began to sing, her wonderful vocals backed up by the other members of their club, and while that was more than enough to do what Tinsley desired, Adrastea goals were not so simple. Tinsley was one of her club members, and while on stage, she represented them as a whole. If she failed and embarrassed herself, it would impact the rest negatively. Yet as Adrastea watched, the outcome of the singing became apparent. The crowd loved it, and as Adrastea's eyes began to glow, she knew that the mindless masses would love it even more, with far more intensity than they could have ever expected.
Smiling brightly, Adrastea backed away from the stage, falling in with the rest of the crowd as she allowed her magic to do it's work. She was a Proxian girl, her only natural magic being that of black flames and superior strength and healing. However, her God had chosen her, granting her with another ability, one that she used at every available opportunity. "This should make this stupid party much more fun." She giggled softly, watching as magic began to seep from her aura and saturate the room in it's presence. Those with the ability to sense such things, and the knowledge to recognize it would know what was happening. It was the aura similar to what certain species of succubus were capable of creating, allowing them to alter the minds of their targets. Normally, this was used to seduce or deceive. Instead, Adrastea used it to excite. The party was too slow, too mundane. It needed an adrenaline shot to it's arm, and Doctor Adrastea was more than happy to provide it. The aura began to take effect on the weaker minded students first, and it showed. They danced with more enthusiasm, talked more, cheered louder as Tinsley's song came to a close. Not letting it die down, Adrastea had her members continue playing music, having a different member take over the singing so Tinsley could go about her business. And as time passed, Adrastea knew that this would benefit her just as much as her previous plan. The students would know exactly what club had done this, and many would wish to know more.
Allowing her club to do the rest, Adrastea walked towards Tinsley and the unfamiliar male that had decided to speak with her. For only a moment, Adrastea looked the male over, seemingly to peer into his very soul. Adjusting her tie, Adrastea's attention turned to Tinsley. "I'd like a little bit of warning next time before you decide to become a pop star." She chuckled. "Give me some time to have some flyers made. Perhaps a commercial or two for advertising." Chuckling again, it would remain unclear if Adrastea's words were simply a joke. For those that knew her well, it was always best to assume that anything she said could become true at the drop of a hat. "I almost regret not joining you up there...but you know how these things go. Besides, I believe you have a much better stage presence than I do." Still smiling, Adrastea glanced to the side, her eyes focused directly upon the buffet table. She watched as several students tried the food that she prepared, and delighted by it's wonderful taste, began to share it with their friends and dates. "Besides, I also have business to attend to while we're here. Making sure that the club enjoys their time at this dance, keeping an eye out for them, other things here and there. The usual. "
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It’s in the way we all exploit the weak
The justice that we seek
Accept the truth to be free