"Now then, Blake. When I--" he began, before getting cut off
"Uh... Sir!" A voice called out from the crowd "It looks like uh..."
The hypnotist turned around to see what the commotion was. As he did, he noticed something. Something which honestly surprised him.
Looking towards the crowd, he saw a group of people who looked... Oddly familiar. It was then that it hit him. The group looked very much like his volunteers.
A dark haired cat faunus, two white haired beauties, and a blonde woman who was less familiar. But that wasn't all. He recognized a few others with them. Namely, the professors of Beacon whom he knew, at least by name and appearance.
But the blonde woman specifically was pointing to one of his cohorts.
The cat faunus was mimicking what Blake was doing. Mindlessly standing there repeating "Happy. Empty. Obedient" over and over.
"Oh-ho! It seems I've mesmerized an audience member too! Ma'am! Come on up!"
The woman rose from her seat and began to shuffle onto the stage
"Is that..?" Yang asked
"I think so..." Ruby replied "it looks like her"
The woman stood beside the hypnotist.
"Happy. Empty. Obedient." She chanted over and over
"Ma'am. What might your name be?"
"Hmm... Kali... Belladonna..."
The hypnotist smirked
"Then am I correct in assuming you are related to Blake here?"
"Yes... We were... Invited by the School to..." She sleepily said
"I think I understand. You were invited as guests due to your relationship with the students, yes? I assume the group you are with are relatives of my other volunteers?" He said
"Most of them... Winter and Willow Schnee... And the blonde woman is Saphron Arc..." She muttered
"Arc? Jaune! Is your sister here?!" Ruby boomed excitedly as she hopped up.
"Ruby!" Yang scolded as she pulled Ruby back to her seat.
"Hm.... Very interesting. But for now, if you could stand next to your daughter here and rejoin her little chant..."
Kali nodded and stood beside Blake.
"Happy. Empty. Obedient. Happy. Empty. Obedient." The two women said in tandem with one another as the hypnotist smirked, stroking his chin.
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