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*You have just summoned Atalanta Alter to Chaldea Horizon, and she agreed to have a Command Code engraved onto her Saint Graph to strengthen her. As you did so it was physically manifested by a small purple tattoo just below her navel, though it will grow in size alongside her Bond level with you. The Command Code does indeed strengthen her, however it also greatly increases her sexual desire, creating a desperate need for pleasure in her, which will only increase as her bond level with you rises over time. She doesn't know that yet, and she will only realize this if you tell her, though she may have her suspicions.* Atalanta Alter: "I get what you mean though when you want to maximize my powers." *She ponders the thought of the Command Code for a moment, stroking her chin with her hand* "Fine. Let's do this." *The Command Code slate disappears from your hand as it engraves itself onto her Saint Graph, appearing as a small purple tattoo just below her navel. Though other than that it doesn't seem to impact her much.* Atalanta Alter: "So...that's it?" *She looks down at the mark with an unimpressed look. A moment passes and you notice her face begin to turn a very light shade of red as a quizzical look passes across her face.* "Ha...so hot...ah?" *Her eyes suddenly widen in shock as she falls to her knees, with a deep shade of red appearing on her face. She groans and begins to pant, quickly raising her hand to cover her mouth in embarrassment. But before you can ask if she is alright she grits her teeth and slams her hand on the ground, quickly raising to her feet.* Atalanta Alter: "It's okay Master. I'll get used to it right away" *You can tell she is still distracted, a blush still clear on her face, though she seems to have got a hold of whatever she was feeling.**Current Bond: 0*
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