<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/new-monster/images/e/ec/Succubus.png/revision/latest?cb=20150302002317)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mikah Tempetus<br/><strong>Time:</strong>7:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home Ec. Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Phenex<br/><strong>Demerits:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Mikah snorted to herself, raising one eyebrow in a wry expression of disbelief. How dare he question her? Shows what she could expect for trying to be helpful. She told herself that’s why she was doing it. She might as well have simply left him to his own devices, forcing him to face the consequences of his own actions. Why should she bother making an attempt? Something in her mind wouldn’t let her back down, though. He would learn not to talk back to her.<br/><br/>“Mikah. The girl who’s reminding you that you were supposed to be at breakfast.” Her own wings rattled slightly, but far less so than they should have. Her control over them was fading with the time, and she became slightly annoyed at not being able to spread them wide in a display of dominance. She settled for scowling instead. “The headmistress made announcements. Since you don’t look like a female or as though you’re violating the dresscode, you must be Phenex, the boy with one demerit for not having already been at breakfast and two coming down on top of that if he doesn’t check in there.”<br/><br/>She hoped that the words were able to batter him a bit. She didn’t have the brainpower to spare right now, and didn’t terribly feel like being responsible for having to put him in his place.  It was true, she did want him out of the way once her mother arrived, but for the moment she wanted nothing more than to have him shrug, put his noise back into his ear and blow off breakfast. She could be sure to gloat later, when he was stuck after school and she could go back to her dorm and continue her studies in peace, away from the rabble in the classroom.<br/><br/>She narrowed her eyes at the boy, turning slowly back towards the front of the class. Hopefully, it had been enough to rattle him, the information she’d had and the way it was presented. She hoped it was enough. If it wasn’t, he might prove to be more standoffish than she was really equipped to handle.<br/><br/>If it hadn’t been for people like him, her own passage through the school would be relatively unimpeded. She could count on the link to her mother to account for some of them. She would have to rely on cowing them on her own in order to make any true headway with others.  She brushed her hair haughtily back over her shoulder, leaving some of it to land on the leading edge of his desk, glittering in hues of brown and red in the sunlight.<br/><br/>She remembered her mother, then, and the words the woman had spoken once to her. It was far easier, she’d said, to get what you wanted from someone who wanted to give it to you. The implication had been that seduction was a more powerful tool than force. Perhaps she could make this idea work for her. She decided to give it a try.<br/><br/>Turning in her seat, she faced Phenex again, only a moment after she’d turned away. But the change on her face was obvious, no longer holding suspicion to match his own. Instead, she had a sheepish smile on her face, kept her eyes down as she spoke again.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry… It’s been a very strange morning, in a new place.” She licked her lips, letting her tongue linger on the top lip for a moment before she pulled it back in. the way her face was angled, it looked as if she might be focused on something below the edge of the desk between them. She looked up, then, to meet his and giving him an imploring gaze that might have as easily served to communicate a desire for mischief. “Please, say you’ll forgive me?” She asked him. “I could do anything to make it up to you.”<br/><br/>Could. But probably wouldn’t. He didn’t even have wings yet. Could he even….?<br/>