<div class="floatright">(http://i1180.photobucket.com/albums/x401/callmecapone/Wallpapers_-_Headphone22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Phenex<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Monday Morning, End of Breakfast Time, Before Class<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home Ec Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mikah<br/><strong>Demerits:</strong>Two<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Mikah. The girl who’s reminding you that you were supposed to be at breakfast."<br/><br/>"What?" The shadow on Phenex's face was replaced by a mild contortion of confusion. Announcements? 'Skipping' breakfast? He looked up towards the ceiling, gazing at the speaker as the succubus, Mikah, finished explaining his current situation. She didn't seem to be particularly pleased with how he addressed her, turning back around in her seat in a bit of a huff, but his mind was in a bit too much of a panic at the moment. His tail lashed at the floor, swinging back and forth as he tried to figure out what to do. It didn't seem like there was much time left, in fact it seemed like any attempt to make it to the cafeteria would just result in being late for class itself, and he certainly didn't need three demerits.<br/><br/>He leaned his head back, closing his eyes. What a way to start the year. Two demerits, and all because he figured he didn't need to eat anything and would prefer to be alone. Well, looked like being alone wasn't exactly permissible at this school. He wouldn't make the same mistake at lunch time.<br/><br/>Oh well. He sighed heavily, rubbing his earbuds between his fingers, the clash of music still ringing throughout the classroom, indecipherable to those unfamiliar with the music being played. As hungry as he was, he wasn't sure he wanted to go to that meet-and-greet after classes anyway. Those succubi were... off-putting, and the one in front of him was certainly in a mood now. He shook his head, deciding that detention wouldn't be so bad a way to spend the evening, as it would at least isolate him from anyone else.<br/><br/>Satisfied with this course of action, he began to lift the ear buds back when Mikah turned around once more.<br/><br/>"I’m sorry… It’s been a very strange morning, in a new place." The tone of her voice was completely different. Her expression seemed a little upset, though a slight smile decorated her face. At the sight of her tongue tracing her lips, Phenex trembled, his bones seeming to shake and rattle with that hollow feel again, calling to his own hunger. How long ago had it been since he fed? Her gaze, lingering beneath the desk, potentially toward his legs or perhaps even higher, seemed to provide additional suggestion to her next works.<br/><br/>"Please, say you’ll forgive me? I could do anything to make it up to you."<br/><br/>If Phenex was a smarter demon, an older and more mature demon, he might have recalled that slight, subtle look he had seen in his periphery that very morning. He would have questioned the ease in which she shifted personalities. Or perhaps it was just the hunger getting to him. His tail straightened, pointing upwards, swaying side to side like a pendulum rather than a cat's tail. He gulped, his eyes gazing at her lips, her neck, even her fingers.<br/><br/>"Don't worry about it," he said, rubbing his finger under his nose. His gaze lowered to his desk. He wasn't going to take her up on her offer. He wasn't<em>that</em>trusting yet, or perhaps it was more that he was still too cowardly to try and do something about it, but for the time being he bought into her current persona. "You're right, a rough morning, and being accosted by that overly chirpy succubus you were with just... put me off." He then gave a light shrug, looking back up at her for a moment before sheepishly gazing back down at his desk. "I guess detention gives me an excuse not to show up at the party," he confessed with a sigh.<br/><br/>"Why aren't you enjoying breakfast with them?" he asked, still refusing to meet her gaze, his fingers continuing to rub and twiddle with his ear buds. One song ended and bled into the next, though he wasn't familiar enough with these new albums to identify. Part of him wished he could just return to listening to his music, but... well, for some reason he didn't want to be rude like that. Not this time, at least.