[Pinkie]

Mizuki hissed out and growled at her "Your a sick deranged person" He said slightly to her glaring past half lidded eyes. As she spoke though he looked at her almost as if she was crazie...a little something to wear? Mizuki thought of it for a moment before he questioned her "Wear what?" He asked and she gave a little laugh explaining it was a simple collar.

"...Fine..." Mizuki said lightly "Though I was the number one of the eastern army before you even drew breath so make my talents knowen" He said slightly almost in a voice of warning. This earned him a harsh back hand from one of the males in the room hissing at him to watch his tongue, and all he got from HER was a laugh.

The next thing Mizuki knew something harsh, heavy and cold was placed around his neck. By the feels off it it was a heavy dense mettle comebind with a clank told him a magic ring lay on it. This is when the magic kicked in and Mizuki all but screamed as it serged through his body.

After the pain was gone his head was hung and his breathing was heavy. Even though he knew what he was doing something didnt feel right. His body felt as though it was a puppet with a master far off pulling the strings...well....this will be a challange.