<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00bfff">She quirked a brow and before she could ask, pain sliced through her stomach, hot blood running down a bit, staining her dress. Her NEW dress. If his plan had been for her to loosen her grip, he was sadly mistaken. Amelia can be the sweetest little kitten ever, but when one crossed her, it wasn't pretty, though she seemed to still have a smile on her face while she gauged ones eyes out. Her hold on his shirt tightened, her arm shaking from the fierce grip. “Oh now.....Nathan, that was rather rude of you. All you had to say was, ' Amelia, please don't send me to the Isolation room. I'll happily count all the number 2 pencil', Saying please does wonders.”She slammed him against the wall, her scythe disappearing and turning back into nothing more than the crystal it originally was. Placing it in her side, bag on her thigh, Amelia curled her fingers around the slim arrow and pulled it out, blood seeping out slowly, though the wound was slowly closing, the blood stopping. <br/>
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She waved the blood covered arrow infront of his face and tsked, eyes glowing. Who said tortured had to involve whips and chains and blades? Smirking Amelia leaned closer, pressing her body against his slightly, her breasts firm against his chest. She was a tad bit taller than him, but not by much. She ran the tip of his arrow along his cheek, down his jaw and along his throat, adding slight pressure, enough to draw out a little bead of blood. “You should already know I'm not like Yasibell, so I'm not always mean.....just when I have to be.”She smiled sweetly, pressing her lips against his ear and whispered sweetly into it. “ I would have given you a baby slap on the wrist and asked that you stop ditching class, but, “She pressed herself firmly against him, every inch of her body against his, “now I'm gonna to really have to punish you.” Without warning, she lowered the arrow down with a swift move and sunk it into his stomach. Before he could react properly, she braced both hands on either side of his head and twisted his neck, letting his body limp to the floor. She looked down, and nibbled her lip. “Oh......maybe I was a tad bit too rough. I'm sorry Nathan. No...wait....you deserve this.......”She nibbled her lip more and reached down, grabbing at his ankle and hauled him, dragging his limp body easily down the hall way. “Lets see...lets...ah­...” She mentally forced a near by classroom door opened and dragged him in, seeing no one inside. Closing the door, she propped him in one of the chair, holding him steady, his twisted head lauling from one side. Amelia worked fast, keeping him in that sitting position, his hands placed one over the other and settled on the desk. Taking out her crystal, she transformed it into a rope and wrapped his hands and wrists securely to the desk.<br/>
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“There. Lets see.....no to choose. “She said, mentally debating on what to do with him. She had been nice enough to summon his cross bow and lay it on the empty teachers desk. “Nathan. Are you awake?”</span>