<div class="floatright">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Wallpapers_-_Headphone22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phenex<br/><strong>Time:</strong>6:30am to 6:45am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway, Home Ec Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Oriana, Dani, Mikah, Dawn<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It would have been inaccurate to say that Phenex hadn't noticed the cluster of young succubi near the stairwell from the dorms. However, even if he knew they were there, he had no plan to interact. In fact, the whole group made him feel on edge. Like any moment his complete lack of wings was going to draw their attention and begin the cycle of torment anew. It was just one of the reasons he hadn't attended the large orgy the previous night. That was the last place he needed anyone calling him out on, drawing attention negatively. Even so, as he began to walk forward, his tail swished side to side with more than a bit of excitement, able to tell that they were quite... well, fuckable, to put it crudely.<br/><br/>Any efforts to avoid glancing their way, however, was futile. Before he even had begun passing the trio the one was pouncing him, and evidently a succubus that had come down the steps after. He almost yelped in surprise as the exciteable succubus just... began<em>talking</em>, and talking, and she seemed so excited to have... friends?<br/><br/>The young girl moved so fast with the topic, and everything about her seemed incredibly superficial. Whether as an act or because she was just that empty beneath her horns he wasn't sure. Evidently just being in her presence made one a friend.<br/><br/>Phenex glanced back to the succubus behind him, only briefly caught off guard by her skin color, before looking back at the others. The ones introduced as Oriana and Dani seemed harmless enough, but there was... something about... Mikah? Her name was Mikah? It was a split second, but he thought he caught something in her gaze. Something that reminded him of all the others that taunted him. He couldn't be sure, it was out of the periphery of his vision, but it was enough that he didn't trust her.<br/><br/>Saying nothing, Phenex just turned to look down the hallway and stepped to class. He did not give his name, nor did he give any indication that he even understood a word they had said. He simply put his hands in his pockets and walked down the hallway, entering the classroom for what was called "Home Economics". Whatever the Hell that meant. He found himself a desk in the back corner, settling his messenger bag on top of it, and pulled his CD player out. He didn't care about breakfast. he didn't really need that sort of sustenance right now. More so, he didn't need more... Orianas... so he stuck his earbuds into his ears, closed his eyes, and began to try and figure out the notes to the music his Uncle gave him.