Thread: The Butcher's Bill (Prince x LeatrixSage)

Ethan was studying the room when he heard Elisa next to him. The girl was flustered and clearly in shock at the sight. Perhaps she saw what he did, the twisted and tainted lingering traces of magic that made the strewn mess of belongings even more sinister than it appeared to the girls staring in around him? And then she fled, white faced and headed to her room. Ethan turned and followed her, watching her intently with one hand reaching into his black bag expectantly. He saw her collapse against her door as she opened her room, clearly in relief of what she saw. And as he approached, her nervous glance and retreat further into her private room made him quicken his steps to pursue before she could shut the door. And inside the room, his eyes widened as he saw her. The room itself was clean, he could see maybe a faint residue of old or small demon magic lingering. But in Elisa herself, he saw a surging aura of magic building. A small, faint leyline that crossed by the ceiling was curling down as she summoned it and she glowed bright to his eyes as that leyline became a nimbus of power building as she stared at him with fear in her eyes. In a reflexive response, the hand in his bag threw outwards at her and a fine iron net flew in the air at her widening eyes. It was cobweb thin and could likely not hold a child, but as it spread the iron wires seemed to extinguish the glow and cut the lingering threads of leylines that were forming and pointed at him. The net settled around her upper body, her arms going up to catch it. She would throw it down in a second and be free of it, but the tangle of metal had temporarily dulled her and cut her off from her source of magic. The leyline she had tapped sprang away out of reach and her nimbus faded back to approach that of a normal human's. Ethan didn't wait and moved forward with a set of cuffs in his hand, thick iron manacles with a stout iron chain between them. He snapped one on her wrist as she freed one hand from the metal net and heard her gasp in shock as the metal touched her skin and further dulled her magical senses. He grabbed her other arm as it flailed against him and forced that into the manacle as well. With the iron firmly on her hands and linked by the chain, he could see her magical nimbus fade completely and disappear as she stared at him in shock and horror. He exhaled, realizing now how fast his heart was racing, and started to fold the net back up casually. Ethan was confident that the iron shackles would be enough to hold Elisa with no strong leylines nearby. With five points of iron, like the binding pentagram used by magicians, he could hold even the strongest demon and he would add the ankle shackles and collar later at his leisure. He turned to the doorway, where the crowd of girls and Miss Cromley herself stared at him open mouthed and with looks of horror. Sighing, he began to shut the door. My apologies, dear ladies, but I need a private word with Miss Elisa, he said in a tone that broached no argument. She is not as she seems and I fear will be leaving as my prisoner today. He shut the door soundly in their faces and turned back to face his captive. Unstrapping his eyepiece he gave her a grim smile. So... a demon? Full or part? he asked as he sat down on her bed to rest for a second. I think you should tell me again, all that you know of poor Claudia and who might have done this.