Insanity Ensues in the First Hours [Emily|Katsuri]

[Drea]

Drea winced as she approached the school. The sound of car tires squealing against the concrete and the shouts of those playing sports or fighting agitated her. While she'd normally just tune it out, she currently couldn't. She'd been nervous enough as it was - today was her first day at the school she'd been delegated to, and she'd spent the night awake, staring at the ceiling, counting sheep to sleep, and failing miserably.

And, as if to add insult to misery, she'd had a miserable time being awake because of the half-stuffy, half-runny nose that she'd had. It had been a complete and utter nightmare... Or she wished it had been anyways. All she'd gotten was perhaps an hour or two of sleep.

She was whoozy on her feet - she'd been feeling ill the day before, and when she'd checked her temperature, she'd found it to be at 102 degrees Celsius. If that didn't constitute a fever, she didn't know what did.

Still, she'd resolved to go to school anyways. She needed to learn the layout and find her classes - she'd even resolved to wake early to get a bit of extra time to get everything figured out... But it was to no avail.

Her alarm clock hadn't gone off - as it was wont to do - and she'd had to rush getting to school. She'd skipped breakfast so she'd get there in time, and now she was feeling the blood rush to her head.

Still, she made it to the front office, and leaned heavily against the counter, though she did her best to do so casually.

"Hi, I'm Amelia Drea Sinclaire Pilar E. Delos Santos... And I'm starting today. Might I have a copy of my schedule, please?" she asked quietly. She felt like a fool. The schedule, the map - everything that she should've needed was supposed to have come in the mail, but she'd never gotten it. She'd probably thrown it away on accident.

She couldn't do anything right. Nervously, she turned the sweatband on her left wrist a bit, biting her lower lip.

The woman didn't respond, and Drea felt more the fool for it. "Er... Exc-"

"I heard you the first time, hon. Here you go." the woman said curtly, handing the requested items to her. Drea accepted them with a smile and a nod.

"Thank you very much," she said, pushing herself away from the counter. She tottered away from the desk and into the hall - but it didn't take long until she bumped into someone.

She fell flat on her rear, the papers she'd requested flying from her hands as she landed.

Reflexively, she quickly blurted out an apology, "I'm so sorry - I should've been looking at where I was going. I'm so very sorry about this!"

[Katsuri Katashi]

Sadly, the thing she had bumped into was none other then an eight foot tall menace to society. Granted. The music playing in his ears and the smile on his face, even that head motion back and fourth going to the sway of the beat as it pounded in his skull. Really, he had not even noticed when the little thing bounced off of him, as given his height and weight, he was akin to a solid wall that walked and talked. It was not until he saw papers flying everywhere that is focus shifted downwards, still singing along.

"You spin my head right round right round, when ya go down, go down down ~ "

Of course, seeing the girl in distress his lips would have stopped moving and he crouched down slightly, looking at her those size thirty-six shoes shifting apart so he could come all the way down into a squat, the only way to be face to face with her, eyeballing her a bit before smiling again.

"Mm. Don't worry about it.. you got the worse end of the deal hun."

He said this hands moving down and scooping up the girls papers and neatly stacking them up into a pile before he rose himself back upright and offered his hand down to her, after all, considering she was the one that had landed on her ass while he got no ill-effects it was only proper he do the gentlemanly thing and offer to tug her back up, besides, she looked like she would explode if someone did not help her.

A glance at the papers would have gotten his brow to raise up.. that's why, the girl was a new student. That got a bit of a chuckle before he let his lips part again, the tone coming out more calm and reassuring.. why was this male being so nice today? Hmm. Maybe it was a flu going around.

"You must be a new student.. mmm. I am Katsuri by the way."

He said this, of course, if she had taken his hand he would have kept hold of it even after he had brought the girl up to her feet and leaned down, bowing eccentrically and letting those lips press to the back of her hand before he released it, laughed and winked at her, offering that hand with the papers out to her so she could gather her things back up without any more hassle.

"If you need help I would be more then willing to play tour guide, do not have anything else to do."

Those earbuds were removed from his ear canals at this point, and one of the large hands disappeared into his right pocket, dropping them off into the darkness and turning off that MP3 player. It was at this point the girl would have probably realized what she bumped into was not natural. There was a massive steel mask locked to his face, that had been distorting his voice the entire time as no oxygen transferred into it without first going through an apparatus on the back of it. A thick black bullet proof vest was hiding underneath a suit jacket, confirming in a dragon scale like fashion close to his body. Then there was that massive glass heart belt that hung around his waist.. he was definitely unique.

[seishounohana]

Now, Emily was a little iffed.

A sigh came out from a rather long haired

The reason was simple: She had lost the paper containing the schedules for her classes for the semester. It was primarily because she had just moved in with Ryuu, and everything considered - she was thinking that it could be best for her to return back to the 707 apartments - Could've.

But she'll decide on that later - much later, hopefully.

Well, there was only one thing to do: get another copy.

"Hey, Ma'am. I'd like a copy of my schedule please?" She asked politely after tapping on the counter window to get the woman's attention. Emily was of course, oblivious to the things happening just a few feet away.

Well, considering it was none of her business at all.

"Name?"

"Sacricia Emily Lourdes E. Delos Santos."

The woman looked at Emily and frowned, "You." She started, a stern voice. "Didn't I give you your schedule already?"

"Excuse me?" Huh? What's going on? Emily hadn't been here anytime today besides ... well, right now.

"... Fine, I'll give you another one. A moment."

Emily was beyond puzzled at this point. Has someone been taking her schedule?

....

That's bad news. Very bad news.

Well, might as well wait, right?

Hopefully the two would notice that she and Drea looked almost exactly the same!

[Drea]

"You must be a new student.. mmm. I am Katsuri by the way." the tall person said to her.

Drea nodded absently, moving to grab her things before realizing that he'd done so for her. Looking up, she realized just how tall he was.

Seeing him crouched over the way he was reminded her of seeing a cricket jammed into a peanut shell. As he straightened out, though, she took in his appearance - and was surprised. Still, she didn't say anything.

As a newcomer to the school, she thought it might be some sort of uniform - a sign of some sort to groups or whatnot. Or perhaps it was something that all the students were required to get?

Though she had doubts on the oxygen mask, she assumed that the heart belt, at least, seeing as it didn't go with the rest of his attire. The oxygen mask could be explained away by some accident or the other.

"I... Thank you." she said, embarrassed. She accepted his offered hand and felt herself being easily lifted to her feet. And then he'd bent to brush his lips against the back of her hand - Drea blushed.

Being easily embarrassed - because it was unusual for something like this to happen to her anyways - was commonplace for someone like her. With all of her inadequacies, it was hard to believe anyone would be so accepting, and with her few good traits... Well, her parents hadn't acknowledged them yet, so they couldn't be that great.

Still, she easily accepted her papers from him and stooped to grab her bag, slinging the black backpack onto one arm. It pressed against her shirt, dragging against it in a way that revealed that she did, indeed, despite the over-sized shirt, have a figure.

"Thanks," she said softly. "My name is Drea. Amelia Drea Sinclaire Pilar E. Delos Santos."

She shuffled through her papers for a moment, seeking out the paper that had her locker information on it. She'd decided that she'd seek out her locker first - it was likely the most important thing to find, especially if she ended up carrying around a bunch of textbooks. That was never fun.

Having found the piece of paper, she held it up so he could see it.

"Could you point me in the direction of my locker, please?" she asked in a small voice.

[Katsuri Katashi]

The girl would have seen the mask latch itself back closed, locking and letting out a bit of air as the area around his neck and the lower half of his head were pressurized insuring nothing got in... or out for that matter. There was more then one reason for wearing this, and the largest of which was it prevented most air born contaminants from working properly if at all, as although it was possible to get gases in through the ear canal and tear ducts it was nigh impossible to get enough in to effect someone the way it was supposed too.

The only issue he had still were things hitting him in the eyes and blinding him.. but that would not last too long as he had plans in the works. Either way, with the proper gentlemen introductions performed, he would have helped the smaller female upwards to her feet, just in time to swear he saw someone whom looked just like her disappear into office this one had just come out of. He closed his eyes and clenched them for a moment before opening them back up. 'Why the hell is it acting up here..'

It seemed this day was not going to be a good day for the mental delusions this boy was having, as it had started years ago.. but had up until last week been minuscule, unnoticed. He had no clue the person slipping into the office was a real person.

"It is nice to meet you. Let's find your locker then."

He of course glanced at her paper, then up at the lockers nearby to see which way the numbers went. Going by the amount he saw littering the halls he would have guessed at first and headed off, expecting her to follow. Hands in his pockets as he went on, as he was rather unsure what to do with them otherwise. The numbers slowly increased towards her goal and it let him know he was on the right path, causing a small smile to slip onto his lips, and given she was following him it would have sparked speech.

"Mm, so, Drea, what brings you to 259?"

This said out of general curiosity as she did not look like the sort to be transferred in here by the state, primarily because this place was full of crazies.. himself included mind you, so don't think he was pointing fingers, but none the less she did not fit the stereotypical nut job that was so prevalent in this school.

[Drea]

"It is nice to meet you. Let's find your locker then." he said, and Drea nodded, following after him as he began moving. She felt short beside him - she was only five foot three inches, and when she stood next to him... Well... She felt short.

Drea silently wondered if everyone was that tall, but then remembered that she hadn't seen anyone else that tall as she'd entered the school. And the secretary - if a bit grouchy - seemed to be normal enough.

He startled her when he spoke again, and she nearly tripped. She caught herself by supporting herself against the lockers, and quickly righted herself.

"Mm, so, Drea, what brings you to 259?" he asked her. She was a bit surprised - mostly by the fact that he wasn't annoyed with her for asking for help, and a bit because she'd thought he might ignore her or something as most people tended to do. Not that she made it difficult for them or anything...

Still, manners dictated that she responded properly, and her adopted parents had drilled that into her.

"Please, call me Rea," she said automatically as she processed his query. Why was she there? Well, that was obvious, wasn't it? She was there to attend school. Still, she had been eligible for the neighboring school, and she'd gotten offers for private high schools, but her parents had assigned her to this one... Why was she there?

She spoke quietly, expressing her thoughts: "My parents assigned me to this school," she said, "So that they wouldn't have to waste any more money on sending me to private school."

And she thought it was pretty accurate. She was, after all, a waste of space, money, and time. At least by attending a public high school, she'd be able to get out of their way and study without bothering them about schoolwork or anything. And... since she had her own wing in the mansion, it wasn't as though she had to see them too frequently either, right?

Drea was starting to depress herself.

"You know, so they can save some money, and all. Besides, it's easier if I live at home - they won't worry as much, right?"

She felt a bit empty as she said the words. Those were the same words her parents had expressed to her, but they'd just been trying to be nice to her. She wasn't good enough for private school. And... it wasn't as though they saw her frequently anyways. She hadn't seen them for several days already - she'd kept to her wing and they to theirs. Servants took care of everything else.

As if to distract herself, she checked the locker numbers. They were getting closer.

[Katsuri Katashi]

She corrected him on her name, which was fine with him, as he did not want to call the girl by something she did not wish to be, so Rea was locked into his brain now and left there.. no promises that weeks or months down the line that he would not revert to something else though, as the sheer volume of information he took in regularly was enough to make the common persons head spin. His own fault you can be assured.

Still, as they continued to walk, she made it a note to explain her answer to his question, and that got a grin, one that could not be seen by here regardless of position due to the mask covering his face, but it was there none the less and caused him to pause for a moment turning to look at her.

"I see.."

His voice was slightly disappointed actually, nice girl like her here because her parents couldn't afford or refused to pay for a private school, that got a shake of his head and a rather loud sigh which sounded slightly electronic as it slipped through that mask out to open air. Those stark white eyes locked onto her, devoid of any other color, something else unique about the boy as due to a genetic defect common to his clansmen he had issues with aging and hair and eye color slowly fading away.

"This school is not exactly the one of dreams for most people.. you'll see soon enough I am sure that many people here are psychopaths.."

'Myself included..' He admitted this only to himself mind you, as he did not want the girl to run off, and with that he'd turn himself back around, noticing the numbers were quite close to her locker, and thanks to that just a couple more steps from his massive stride would have put him beside the thing, leaning on the locker just next to it.

"Here it is."

Of course, he would have stayed there, waiting on her to do what it was before he spoke up again, not wanting to interupt her as she got familiar with where exactly the thing was, but either way those lips would have finally parted and another question was what came out.

"Mm, so whats next on your list of things to do?"

Speaking of course of the schedule and other information he had stacked back up and given to her, as he was sure the locker situation would not have been the only question the poor girl had.. hell, he still remembered how hectic his first day back in 552 had been.. his own fault mostly, but we would ignore that out of plot holes!

[Drea]

"I see..." he said, and Drea winced. She'd grown sensitive to the behavior and sounds of those around her, and his voice currently carried that tinge of disappointment. It was a sound that she was all too used to, and she reacted to it instantly.

"Sorry. I realize it's probably nowhere near as interesting as it could be," she apologized, staring down at the passing floor.


"This school is not exactly the one of dreams for most people.. you'll see soon enough I am sure that many people here are psychopaths..."

At this, Drea frowned. Psychopaths? In schools? Shouldn't they be in mental institutes, then? She didn't worry too much about the school not being some fancy shmancy school - she was almost tired of the expectations that came with those... But psychopaths? In schools? It didn't make sense. At all.

It took her a moment, but she quickly realized that American public schools had recently returned to corporal punishment. There'd been a section on it in the Code of Conduct that they'd sent home, but she'd skimmed over it, not believing that it was truly necessary.

Psychopaths.

Obviously, it was.

She bit her lip as he announced their arrival at her locker, worried.

"Does... Does this mean that people will be injured?" she asked timidly, almost fearful of his reply. She rather hoped it wasn't true, but he'd surely have a response for her, having known the school longer.

Logic said that people would, in fact, be injured... But the concept of survival of the fittest should've kicked in, setting most students up with some form of protection. Obviously, weapons weren't allowed in school, which left her with the only visible option of martial arts.

She winced at that thought. She'd have to keep her head down at this school, and try not to attract any unwanted attention.

As she thought, she attempted her locker combination - and failed. She never could get things right. She tried again in just a moment, and, this time, succeeded.

She smiled to herself, pleased with her success.

"Mm, so whats next on your list of things to do?" he asked her, and she checked her papers to respond to him. She thought she'd be okay with the layout of the school - she'd studied the map they'd sent and she'd already planned out a route in her head as to moving between classrooms. She doubted she'd have any problems with that.

One of the maids had packed her lunch for the day, so she had no worries there... Supplies lists would be given to her by her teachers, and... She looked at the list once more.

"Is there... a student store?"

[Katsuri Katashi]

He was not disappointed in her per-say, but there was room for her to make that assumption, and him to be a little off because of it.. either way, it seemed she caught the reason for it soon enough, as she was asking him rather or not anyone got hurt in this place, and the only logical thing he could think of saying was 'Of course.' He did not say that though, instead his brain took over and slapped his logic in the face with over explanation mode... and without further adieu here we go!

"Mm.. you could say that, after all, this school has a nurses building large then the cafeteria, add into that the fact the school has been destroyed by crazy figures fighting high-schoolers, and the fact there have been several cannibalistic people and otherwise just violently unpleasant figures that have hospitalized people for the sheer fun of it?.. yes. I must say I am quite sad to see such a cute girl like yourself be put here merely because your parents were cheap. "

After a wall of talk, it was no surprise that he took in a deep breath and exhaled, smiling a rather weak smile at her and trying to change the subject a bit with merely sticking his tongue out and wagging it back and fourth and wincing like it was in pain before pulling it back in.

"Man.. tongue twisting galore.. almost passed out there."

A bit of a chuckle, even though it too was half-assed, but it was attempted because he was trying to make the girl feel a little more at ease, as she had sounded fearful almost in a panic, and that made him feel bad for bringing it up, but 'The truth must be told.. after all.. it would only be worse if she were not prepared.', his own brain reasoning out the reason for scaring such a small girl on her first day. Bad Katsuri, now wheres my rolled up newspaper.

Shifting himself a bit he waved it in the air a bit as he realized he had truly explained it a little too well, particularly since it took a moment to process just what he had blurted out in momentary ignorance. Bah! The tone was a little worried, though, the panic was placed in as if he had angered her and was trying to calm her down.

"Ahh! S-sorry.. if it helps any you can always call for me and I'll come help you!"

Granted she had moved on anyhow.. which was good, but he did leave that bit lingering for a little while so she could consider it, and after which he just nodded his head to her. Student store... well, there had been a little shop last time he was here for little snacks, pencils, papers, and art supplies and the like, stuff you would find in a hobby shop or Wal-Mart.

"Mm. Yea. Follow me!"

Off he went, as if nothing had even happened, even though he did keep his ears open for her reply, not wanting to ignore the girl that he had probably just scared out of her wits.

[Drea]

"Mm.. you could say that, after all, this school has a nurses building large then the cafeteria, add into that the fact the school has been destroyed by crazy figures fighting high-schoolers, and the fact there have been several cannibalistic people and otherwise just violently unpleasant figures that have hospitalized people for the sheer fun of it?.. yes. I must say I am quite sad to see such a cute girl like yourself be put here merely because your parents were cheap."

As he explained, she felt her eyes growing wide. It was... far more violent than she'd originally thought. This... was troubling. She may or may not have to acquire some means of self defense... But she was leaning towards getting one. Soon. Immediately, even. She had no desire to be eaten, hospitalized, or squished.

She was so focused on her plan of action that she missed the last part of his explanation - which may have been a good thing. The fact that she hadn't heard it meant that she hadn't turned tomato-red, in any case... and it meant that she wasn't considering the reason her parents had left her in this school... And whether they knew of its reputation before hand.

She did stare a bit as he played with his tongue. Of course, when he returned it to his mouth and explained, she giggled. It was, indeed, an amusing act... And amusement typically required some form of laughter, whether it was giggling or rumbling, or just laughing.

"You're so nice," she said, the words slipping from her mouth accidentally. She mentally kicked herself when she realized that she'd said them aloud and then hoped he wouldn't be offended by them.

He offered his help to her, and she nodded, smiling shyly at him. He was very tall - and almost scary looking - but he was very nice. There's no way she could possibly be afraid of him now that he'd been so nice to her. She wasn't in the habit of fearing nice people, after all.

Then he responded to her query as to the student store: "Mm. Yea. Follow me!"

He began moving and she quickly shut the door of her locker before moving to follow him. She briefly wondered if she should've spun the dial on said locker or not, but shrugged it off - it wasn't as though she'd placed anything important in there, anyways. Or anything, for that matter.

Still... cannibalistic people? She shuddered, quickening her pace so she didn't fall behind.

[Katsuri Katashi]

"You're so nice"

This got another grin from that large male, it too hidden by mask, it was quite a freedom to be able to express almost anything you wanted, and so long as those brows and eyes did not give you up then you were free to continue doing it. The girl had a cute little voice, and a cute little body, wonder how well she would fit in to this place? As after all, tugging the little thing around would be an amusing prospect, and yet he did not act on it... so soon anyhow.

"So. Got any boyfriends to protect you when I am not around?"

A legitimate question.. but it did not mean that legitimate questions could not be loaded, after all, the man was insane in the membrane. Those hands locked in the darkness of his pockets, were content to hide from the light, something which he too felt he should be doing, as quite frankly he enjoyed it more then any one person should, it was just his nature of things.

The pace he was carrying did not slow, even if he surprised her, suspecting she would get the idea and keep up. After all, allowing the girl to stop and think meant she could consider just who was keeping track of her as she moved, and that was never a good thing. He rounded the corner and got sight of the little sign that hung from the top of the door way that lead into the little room where students could buy supplies for class, one of the reasons there was no excuse for coming unprepared if you had some cash.

He headed right for that door, opened it, and held it open, waiting on her to go in first. The thing here was, this girl was awfully trusting of someone that had been talking about cannibalism and crazies that went to this school.. for all she knew he was one, and regardless of helping her he could be plotting something dangerous for the poor girl, which would have ended the day rather quickly. Heck, he could have been luring her into a closet to have his way with her! .. but she followed along anyways, something rather amusing actually, as his brain had a tendency to fly around.

[Drea]

As they moved, she adjusted herself to his pace. She thought that there wouldn't be any more surprises, either in word or movement... But she found herself to be wrong.

"So. Got any boyfriends to protect you when I am not around?"

That. That. It totally threw her off.

"B-b-b-boyfriend?!" she blushed vibrantly. She'd never had a boyfriend. Hell, she'd never really had friends. The idea of a boyfriend? It was intimidating and embarrassing. So scary and blush-inducing, in fact, that she didn't even realize that he'd implied he'd protect her.

"Oh, no!" she shook her head vehemently. "I could never! Not someone like me!" Her ears were starting to redden - he'd completely caught her off guard!

Still, she had to admit that the question had a strain of common sense in it. How was she going to protect herself? She certainly couldn't rely on others. She'd have to take up some sort of martial arts. She'd been considering it when he'd suggested that the school's nature was violent, but now she realized that she needed to carefully look over her options and select something that would help to keep her safe.

Though the red began to fade from her ears, the blush was still sustained on her cheeks, a vibrant shade against her Filipino skin.

They arrived at the store - he displayed his gentlemanly behavior once more as he opened and held the door for her.

"Thank you," she thanked him, the red finally receding. Slowly receding. At the speed of a snail on a turtle.

[Katsuri Katashi]

Well. Here he was back in this position again, the same sort of thing he had dealt with on 552, and his brother had in several different places. The question that had to be asked was what was he going to do? So many girls, and he was sure he had enough of him to go around, so the problem was he knew that all of them deserved just his attention, oh well.

Looking at the girl blankly as she said she had no boyfriend, and happened to mention that no one like her would have one. That got a slight chuckle and he'd shake his head at her, slipping forwards, that large body looming over hers and pinning her in a sense against the wall, those lips parted from behind that mask, but it disappeared and she was greeted with his face once more.

"Mm.. no boyfriend is one thing.. but what do you mean you could never?

With the girl saying this it got him to shift, lifting her lithe little body up so she could be face to face with him, and it should have been no surprise when he smiled at her, not intended to seem scary to her, as after all, what he was about to say was twisted.. but some how at the same time was innocent and loving, if you could call anything that nut job was doing such a thing.

"That will not do. You belong to me now. "

He said this and nodded at her as if reaffirming that fact and slipping forwards, pressing those lips softly to hers, as if taking her innocence.. or at the least trying to. Knowing that in the past this sort of thing had been done and it had left the girls wanting.. while others slapped him.. and others still had no clue what to do. He slowly pulled back and flipped his tongue over her lips as he did so, smiling at her again.

[Drea]

Just when the blush had finally dissipated entirely, she opened her mouth to comment on something - the surprisingly vast number of things the student store held, to be quite honest - and was surprised to see his tall form essentially - if not intentionally - enclosing her into a small space against a conveniently placed nearby wall. You know, the kind that are typically near doors.

She looked up, curious as to his intentions. He didn't seem oblivious, especially since he himself had detailed reasons as to why a person should most certainly not be oblivious at the school. That meant he'd moved in on her bubble of space on purpose - and she wanted to know why.

Her inquisitive expression was met with the giant's own smiling one. Drea blinked, unsure of what to expect.

"Mm.. no boyfriend is one thing.. but what do you mean you could never?"

She hadn't been expecting that - you could count on it. Wasn't it typical that someone like her couldn't possibly be interesting to a male? After all, she hadn't even been able to make friends. She tried to straighten out her train of thoughts, but failed as he drew closer to her - or was he lifting her? He was lifting her.

The fever was confusing her - and efficiently so. It hadn't been this bad earlier. She could only assume that said fever had taken the opportunity to weaken her when it was presented with it. Illnesses and whatnot tended to do that, after all.

There was a large part of her that was, despite the confusion in her, amazed that he'd managed to lift her so easily. She was certainly believed that she was obese - and he'd simply lifted her. Perhaps it was his size that allowed him to maneuver so conveniently? Mind, she wasn't fat in the least - she fell into the typical standards for girls her of her height, but that certainly hadn't stopped her parents from telling her she was overweight.

"That will not do. You belong to me now. "

And her mind sort of froze up, unsure of what he meant. Was he claiming her as his girlfriend? His property? What?

And suddenly his lips were pressing against hers, and her face was aflame and everything was just confusing. He'd made his intentions obvious - and she didn't know how to respond. Was she even supposed to respond? He'd been smiling... And he was nice. She didn't see how that could be a bad thing.

He flicked his tongue against her lips, and the blush - and the fever, too - returned with a vengeance. Dizzy with heat and confusion, she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind:

"Sure?"

[Katsuri Katashi]

The large male enjoyed that if for no other reason then the fact it was a little female in his hands and she was not going to be going anywhere any time soon. Holding her there, he watched as the blush took over her face, and it seemed he had struck the proper chord and now all she could blurt out was a confirming notion, and that got him to lean in once more, lips parting and grabbing hold of hers yet again.

It was longer this time, and those eyes would have slipped shut as he held her there, not pressing it any more other then those lips pulling at her gently only to reapply themselves back where they belonged, then he would have pulled back from her little form and set her down on the ground, careful though, as she had seemed far more flustered then a normal person so it there was quite a high chance that she would tumble about if he did let her go of her own free will.

"Mm... good. "

It seemed to come from a daze though and that would cause problems if she snapped out of it and realized what she had just done.. if it was truthful, on the other hand, then there would be no issues in the long term. Still, they had come here for a reason that was other then the large man expressing his desire to go to jail for taking up a underage play thing.. or was she more then that?

The big man was never sure when he let his mind do its own thing, as after all, when his logic went on vacation he could get quite twisted, and things like what he was doing now were actually really relatively tame.

Raising back up to his full height after he made sure she was not going to faint on him he would have given her a wink and turned around, looking at the little shop, the woman behind the counter wide eyed as if surprised to see such a thing, even though a lot weirded happened in this school on the daily.

"Mm. Right. So what was it you were coming here to fetch?"