#[ at least ya get some good Rhiannon and a Onaga bonding ]

[kxhnum]

Rhiannon groaned as her back slammed against the hard wood surface of her penthouse’s floor. A roar of frustration soon followed after and she slammed her fist into the ground with a bit too much force. Her blow left a crater in the ground the size of a watermelon and she swore to herself, shaking her head in annoyance. 

“Great, levitation is a bust and now this.” She muttered. “Another fucking disaster made by me that I have to fix.”

You are still learning to control the power you wield. Your outbursts of anger are also doing nothing to help your current situation.

A bitter smile found its way onto the redhead’s face upon hearing the familiar voice in her mind and she lifted herself off of the floor. “Yeah, well the extra boost I’m getting from you isn’t much help either. You’re the one who started all of this anyways.”

Untrue. You have always held this power inside of you...you simply do not remember. Something has...

Rhiannon’s smile vanished upon hearing ‘Onaga’s’ voice go silent. She was still getting comfortable with the name her mind’s unseen companion’s name. Despite being tethered for about three weeks, it was only a few hours ago that the information had been shared with her. Their initial greeting had not gone over very well and things had been strained ever since, only now were the two of them beginning to find common ground. Their exchanges were at first nothing less than aggressive and accusatory but now that time had mellowed their emotions, the women found they made wonderful company for each other. 

But there were so few things that could make Onaga lose her voice. Everything about her personality radiated confidence and regality, prompting Rhiannon to wonder just who she had bouncing around her mind. Where did she come from? What was her home like? What did she do for a living? Did she have family? Were they anything like her?

Onaga’s soft chuckling soon echoed in her ears. All of questions are giving me a migraine dear.

“Well, can you blame me? I’m just curious about you... I mean, I don’t even know what you look like.”  That is easily fixed.

Making a face, Rhiannon clutched one hand to her hip. “What do you mean?” 

You have a mirror in your boudoir, go to it.

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To do this, you will have to relinquish control of your body to me. Are you comfortable with this exchange?

Shifting on her heels, Rhiannon gazed up at her reflection. Her shoulder length red hair was a tad messy from their earlier exercises and surprisingly she was still in her professional attire. A black pencil skirt, frilly pink blouse and eight inch black heels, her prized Louis Vuitton’s, hell even her pink pearl studs were still embedded in her ears. There was something about her eyes however...rather than their usual warm brown, there was an edge of green inside them. Onaga’s energy inside of her perhaps?

They had only just met, but oddly her new companion made her feel...safe? Almost as if nothing could harm or conquer her. Rhiannon did not truly know if she could say that she trusted Onaga, but they were certainly on the path to getting there. 

Rhiannon?

Nodding quickly, the redhead met her own gaze. “Yeah.” She insisted, shaky out all of the jitters in her stomach. “Sure, lets do this...just be sure to give me the reins back when you’re finished.”  But of course. 

There was a sharp throb inside of her mind and without warning Rhiannon felt like she was floating. She couldn’t move a muscle in her body because her body was gone. Nothing remained save for her senses, the most vibrant of which being her sight. She was still standing before her dresser, staring at her reflection only now...her eyes were foreign. Rather than the usual brown hue greeting her in return it was a stunning emerald green.

Onaga?

Her face smiled and if at that moment she had possessed a spine, Rhiannon was certain a shiver would have raced over it. How strange it was to watch your body and move and react while having no real control of any of it. 

This is strange. How do you go on living like this inside of me? Living inside of me like some sort of passenger?

“Because I am a passenger, your body is your own...if anything I am trespassing and you are getting off track.”  Rhiannon snickered, noting how despite being in control of her body, Onaga still retained her own voice. Uncomfortable as this state was, the businesswoman found that her curiosity was outweighing they doubts.  “Watch.”

The redhead obeyed without a second thought, eyes focused on Onaga as she took a breath. It felt as if her mouth was suddenly on fire and when their lips parted, a sea of steam left her and fogged the mirror, obscuring their reflection. Rhiannon watched in awe at the complete control of power and continued looking on as her own hand drew a strange sigil on the glass. Onaga uttered a string of words to herself and then suddenly the intense throb began once again. Before long Rhiannon was once again in her own body, sighing in relief and letting her hands roam over every inch, as if to make certain nothing had vanished or altered.

Her eyes lifted to the mirror and a stunned gasp hit the air. It was not her own reflection that she found looking back at her, no it was the visage of an older woman. She was much taller than her, much more matured and glowing with an ethereal radiance Rhiannon couldn’t quite understand. Her long dark hair billowed in the air around her almost as if she were underwater. A white gown clung to her surprisingly toned body, torn and tattered yet still remaining on her frame. 

“Wow...you’re beautiful.” 

Onaga’s reflection began to laugh and the redhead felt something tug inside of her chest. She’d never seen her smile before, only heard her laughter, she realized. 

That was hardly the reaction I was expecting, but thank you. 

“It’s weird, watching your face and how you react. Why can’t I see you all of the time anyway?” 

Well, then I suppose you’ll be happy to know that this spell will last for a few days. I’m not entirely certain why you cannot see me, honestly it’s strange enough that I cannot fully possess your body. 

Rhiannon frowned. “I...should I consider that a good or bad thing?” 

It’s wonderful for you, not so much for me, though the more we coexist with one another, the more I enjoy this merging. Onaga seemed to note the concern on her face, and smiled almost reassuringly. You need not concern yourself with my intentions. 

“Yes, I should. Even if you’re benevolent, you can still take control of me whenever you’d like to.”  True, but your spirit overpowers mine, it would not be difficult for you to regain that control and expel me on your own. Hence why I do not just try and forcefully control you. 

Rhiannon cracked a smile, chuckling and nodding. “Hm...both reassuring and frightening.”

And it is only the beginning child...we two have so much to learn from one another.