On the dangers of (psi)bondage

[rememory]

After her text exchange with Molly, Sabine gathered what she'd need for lunch and then made a quick run down to the market for vegetables. She arrived, as promised, outside Molly's quarters within the half hour. A bag of the kind purchased in grocery stores for reuse was stuffed and leafy greens poked out from the top.

Yes, Chinese broccoli with a "pork" and black bean sauce ragu was overkill for lunch, she thought as she passed her hand over Molly's door scanner to let her know she was here. Then again, asking a three-week acquaintance with help for something as intimate as a psi-bond was pretty much overkill too.

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[rememory]

Sabine gave Molly a grateful smile of understanding. "There's that, yes. But I sincerely doubt platonically sharing a bed with a man I want like air could ever be easy. Feeling his emotions and his needs, that just puts another layer on it."

The cut on her palm had healed without so much as a scar, but her hand opened toward Molly reflexively anyway. "I cut my hand with a kitchen knife, on purpose, to test my suspicions. He felt it. He knew exactly what had happened, and it hurt him almost as much as it did me. That's the bond I share with my spirits. I feel their pain. And... well, I can force a link with other people to distribute that pain across a network. Scott let me do it whenever we worked together, and... now he's not just sharing when I need to shift the load, but he experiences pretty much any excess sensation."

Sabine wasn't one to be coy, shy or avoid taboos and she didn't expect Molly was, either. So she just came out with the other issue. "It's kind of a catch-22, even if it weren't a dangerous distraction. Can't have sex with him. Can't have sex with anyone else, or he's having sex with us too."

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"Awkward." Molly said and smiled, folding Sabines hand back in where she'd offered it up.

Molly thought over the situation. She, probably more than anyone, could understand how Sabine was feeling. Before she'd learn to control the outside influences, any strong emotion or personality could override her own. After Harry had apparently died, she'd shied away from anyone at all, wary of anyone and their minds and feelings. It'd taken a long time and becoming part Fae for Molly to figure out how to stop it.

She looked at Sabine and realised her new friend hadn't asked for anything yet, but there was a question in her eyes.

"What have you tried to ease it?" She asked, smiling gently to show Sabine she was used to this kind of thing.

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"Bless," Sabine answered softly, more of a sigh than words. "I knew you'd understand."

She took a moment to gather herself again and to turn on the burner, since she trusted her focus enough now to cook.

"So far, meditation. I learned some shields, and how not to grab for links instinctively, so I can do it intentionally now or not. That involved working with complex psi-patterns. If my teachers were here, I'm sure they could teach me to adapt the patterns to minimize the flow along the link, but on my own..." She shrugged and smiled wryly. "It's like swimming upstream...when everything in me wants to swim down."

[thewinterlady]

Molly gave it some thought, watching her friend move around the stove, adding ingredients with a practised hand. There were a few things she could try but they were invasive and she was loathe to suggest them to someone that was as sensitive as Sabine was to the spirit world and to magic in general. There was a reason Molly had the Doom hanging over her head when she'd been apprenticed. But there were less invasive things that she could do.

"Well...I can think of two things that might help." She murmured thoughtfully. "One, I can enchant a physical object to act as a nullifying effect for the specific link between the two of you. A ring or a talisman of some sort. That's probably the easiest thing to do for you both. It's complicated spell work and I'd need to have you both here while I work it, but it's doable. And you can take them off if you wanted." She added with a smile. "Two, we can work on some shields and mental defences for you. You're the one with the power so the onus is on you to do the work. Psychic bonds aren't something I have a huge amount of experience with, but it's not completely out of my wheelhouse. The danger would be that I miss something, some kind of resonance that can get through whatever defences we put in place and worm it's way in regardless. I can probably also teach Scott some basic shielding but if he's not talented, you'd be able to walk over it in a heartbeat." Molly held up a finger. "One - the enchanted item would cut off the connection completely. You'd be wholly normal with him for all intents and purposes." She held up a second finger. "Two - you could be lulled into a false sense of security and end up overwhelmed by the connection from his side and in a situation you weren't expecting."

She let the choices hang in the air and gave Sabine time to think them over. Both had their merits but Sabine would have to make the choice.

[rememory]

Sabine didn't need time to think. Not about that. Even the merest touch of the thought she might not feel him sent a shudder through her and brought tears to her eyes. "I love him, Molly. God help me, I love him, and even if I never have him, I don't want to shut down the bond. Not even if it could be temporary." She would suffer a thousand years of celibacy and other discomforts before she'd lose a moment of connection with him.

It would have to be defenses, but they couldn't be arcane. Not and risk her other abilities being affected. Not and risk losing the touch of Scott's love on her heart forever.