"I'm sorry," you whisper earnestly.
Strangely, your gentle tone hits her like a bucket of ice cold water and she bolts away from you. She doesn't go far as her hand is already in your gentle, yet firm grasp and you press your lips to it delicately. "I can't accept your feelings."
"It's not you, it's me. I sure you are a wonderful girl," you swear as you gaze sadly into her bewildered, starry eyes. Her face wears a most attractive shade of pink as your actions leaves her speechless. " But we've just met. I just wouldn't feel comfortable jumping into an S&M relationship with you."
A series of emotion flashes on the girl's face as she slowly makes sense of your words. Finally it settles on scandalized indignation as she jerks her hand free with a distinctly unladylike growl. She raises her remote control and...
Resisting a mind assault is magecraft 101. Magi are so in tune with magical energies that it is impossible to introduce a foreign energy without their notice, and their very body reacts to expel the presence before they consciously work on it. As such, a mind attack is very unlikely to succeed against a magus, even with the element of surprise. Against one aware and prepared, it is doomed to failure.
...So it comes as something of a surprise when you once agains lose feelings in your body and your mind nearly shuts down.
You don't know if she had to split her powers between all her targets or because she was holding back before, but the new assault is on a whole different level from the previous one, its effect on you frighteningly close to what you'd have expected from Medusa's Mystic eyes Cybele.
Two days in this new reality and you've ran into yet another teen with abilities close to a Divine spirit.
This is worrying you, just a little bit.
Thankfully with her outstanding power, the girl probably never had to fight to assert her control. The overwhelming pressure lasts only for the press of a button, leaving you free to dispel the sorcery before it takes you over completely.
You pat her on the head. "Now, that's not very nice," you say patiently. The girl flinches fearfully, stunned by your resilience.
"You... How?"
"Don't worry, I'm sure there is a nice boy somewhere who can accept you for who you are, deviancy and rampant control issues included."
She takes the jibes about as well as the previous ones, using the fresh wave of annoyance to overcome her confusion. She steps back and crosses her arms under her breasts. "I don't like being toyed with," she says imperiously.
You raise an eyebrow. " Is that so? In that case, surely you understand why a bystander would not like receiving your tender mercies for no reason at all."
"A gentleman would have stepped in," she explains. "Your lack of gallantry made you fair game."
You nod seriously. "I see. It makes perfect sense indeed." Then your face breaks into a knowing smirk. "It certainly wouldn't be that you were too lazy to properly select your target, would it?
The girl grumbles quietly, clearly not willing to continue on the subject. "Who are you?" She asks finally. "I didn't know there were another person in Academy city that could counter my interference powers."
[] Introduce yourself. It won't cost you a thin, right?
[] Give her a fake name. You'd rather not give a lead to the overpowered mind controller.
[] Oh, look at the time! Sorry, you have somewhere to be.
[] ...?