Arienette wrote the information down on Hayl and his appointment in her book while Miro dealt with the his new client. To the wizard it was all typical enough, just what he liked to hear. At the mentions of not having much money and working things out, the Chained One could not help but chuckle. He replied in a cheery voice, "I am always willing to make a deal." Though most would be wise to avoid such agreements. Hayl seemed to be a bit the fool however.
The wizard opened a door on the left side of the room to reveal his office. It was the room he chose to conduct interviews and sessions of Hypnotherapy in. though the room was small, it was quite cozy. The rather dark room held only a few pieces of furniture, mainly the finely crafted couch opposite the door and adjacent armchair. These were of the highest quality and comfort money could buy.
Miro waved Hayl into the room before the door was shut. The armchair was the undead's destination, his favorite place to sit. "Please, make yourself comfortable, and tell me if I may accommodate you in any way. This interview is very simple. We need only to talk a bit. I have a few questions I will ask, and I may even answer some of yours in a bit. However, I know you have a question you want to know. You want to know what the Foundation offers, right?"
There was no easy way of answering such a question, especially when the answer was supposed to remain hidden. Nonetheless it was vital information, something that needed to be explained. It was how it was explained that mattered. "I provide services for people in need. I am an inventor and a problem solver. I have a great sum of knowledge and talents that may provide solutions that no other may provide. A specialist in overcoming challenge, making lives a bit more perfect."
That was the simplest way to do things. Vague and optimistic claims about his ability to help. The way he explained it, it seemed he was a genius with a trick for everything. Not far from how the wizard did view himself. He knew he was brilliant, and if there was one thing he firmly believed, it was that magic could solve any problem. But it was necessary to find out what services could be provided, to ask questions and interview.
"Now that we have that cleared, we can start, well almost. You see Hayl, it makes me happy to help people, to invest in them. I only ask money so that I can sustain my ability to do so. I would offer you a substantial discount to any service I would provide if you were to perhaps help me test an invention sometime. I could not tell you any specifics, and I am getting ahead of myself, but you need to understand that money is no issue."
Miro had already began to call upon his Djed and weave it into his sphere of influence. His aura of authority began to expand and consume the room, and finally he was at complete peace. "Now, I will start with just a few questions. Answer them however you deem best, say whatever you wish to communicate. The more I know about you, the better." As simple as anything, just a few questions.
"First, I have a big question, so put some thought into it. What is one thing you would like to do better? Everybody has something they would like to be better equipped to handle. Be it a way you want to conduct yourself, an ability you wish to hone, an imperfection of some sort. You would be surprised what I might do to help. Anything you could think of. You needn't worry, our conversation will be held in the strictest of confidences. I will repeat nothing you say."
The undead allowed some time for the question to sink in and for an answer to be given. However he would not waste this time. There was a reason he used this room to interview, why he even held these interviews. It was the reason that the shop's purpose stayed so secretive. This was where he performed his Hypnotherapy, mostly behavior correction. It was a perfect setting for hypnosis.
Yes, if only Hayl would agree to a trance, but one could not just ask. Oh well, such things only came later. The Hypnotist began to expend his Djed and enrich his presence and charisma as he began to cast. He sat in his chair with perfect poise and sincerity in his eyes. His right arm rest easily on the chair, his fingers tapped against the fabric rhythmically. A smirk crossed the wizard's lips. He let out a soft hum, subtle as it was.
It was all too easy for a master of Hypnotism to work his magic in such a situation. Even his most powerful hypnotic tools could be cast with ease at such a range. Though things would start out simple enough for now. The emotional atmosphere in the room shifted, became light, relaxed, and it would seem as if the world became a little brighter. Troubles would be replaced by security.
Miro had begun to channel emotions of comfort, trust, calmness and happiness. A less than subtle combination of euphoric emotions together, the mind and body would quickly begin to ease, perhaps notably to those observant enough to notice. Though not quite as easy to acknowledge or grasp were the subliminal messages, the suggestions. And they became much more effective with the right emotional state.
The Hypnotist channeled a myriad of suggestions layered, words whispered softly to the subconscious mind. "Trust Miro, Miro can keep a secret, I can tell Miro anything, I can't tell anything about Miro, I can help Miro, Miro can help me, I need to tell him everything." These messages, all of them repeated at once, more a hiss than a whisper, yet vague nonetheless. With any luck it was subtle enough to have full effect.
Miro listened carefully for Hayl's response, eager to see what could possibly come from it all. There was something about this man, an oddity of sorts. Perhaps he was just a reckless fool, or maybe instead a man not afraid of opportunity. The truth would become obvious eventually.
by Hayl on August 24th, 2014, 8:20 am 
