The world outside was passing fast, and he was content for a while just to sit and watch the blurry changes in the environment. Japan wasn't as boring as he'd thought it was -had he thought it was? He couldn't remember having had an opinion on it beforehand. It was actually rather pretty, all the bright colors and blue sky. Apep more than likely wouldn't stand for it, but for now the little hissing in the back of his mind wouldn't detract from his break.
He'd heard the first girl -Evera, was it?- and the creep conversing, but wasn't paying any real attention to it. He was too drawn up in the world outside the window. His eyes caught the sight of a dog, a small one, tottering along with a leash dragging behind it. Gone before he could see much else, what breed -not that he knew many- or if anyone was coming for it. It was enough to make him grin for a few moments after it was gone. Mistake.
When Evera began speaking to him, he was taken by surprise. Not afraid, not enough to panic, but enough that he turned without running through any of the checklists he usually had for facing people. No narrowed eyes, no pursed lips, no aloof posture. He smiled back at her for a moment, and the hissing in the back of his mind turned into a maddened rage. He visibly shuddered, ducking a bit, before coming back as he was meant to. He scowled, and leaned away.
"Excuse me?" he snapped, though it may have come off as an answer to her question, he had no real idea what she'd said.
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Aaaay dig the character! \o/
Suckered right on into that heap of liiies
Auriel and Emlyn have got their card and bugged out, have fun with getting the other! \oDo/
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Ashil felt a chill crawl up his spine once again when Andrew actually met his gaze. There was power just in the other boy's eyes, never mind the tattoo marks. Ashil felt a regret lock up his stomach, then his throat, and cut off every single response he had brewing in his mind. Andrew's shift alarmed him, the sudden suavity, the confidence -no, superiority- in his voice was in its own way, frightening.
He visibly flinched when Andrew touched his hair, sucking in a sharp breath. But that was all, he didn't react, he didn't hiss, or spit, he did nothing. For a few moments after Andrew had stopped speaking, Ashil just stood there, tilted like a statue about to fall, a few blinks the only thing to signify he was still in his own head. Then all at once he recoiled, and his expression caught up with his mind; first shocked, incredulous, and then firmly hateful. His teeth clamped together as if he had any words to say, any clever comeback.
"I'll make you regret that, you worm," he might have yelled the words, but embarrassment had constricted his throat, and flooded his cheeks. Instead, he adjusted the tie beneath his vest, stood up straight, and, giving Mai another foul look, whirled around on a heel and stormed back to his seat at the front.
Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. He could practically hear Apep screaming at him, and was sure he'd pay for it later. The encounter had not at all gone as he'd expected, and where he expected to have a step forward, he instead had a plummet down past where he'd started. Damned pretty-boy, Ashil had underestimated him out of sheer habit. That's how it went, usually, an underestimation was the first step in his defeats. He'd forgotten this time he'd been playing to win. Though he couldn't help wondering if that would have really mattered.
He visibly flinched when Andrew touched his hair, sucking in a sharp breath. But that was all, he didn't react, he didn't hiss, or spit, he did nothing. For a few moments after Andrew had stopped speaking, Ashil just stood there, tilted like a statue about to fall, a few blinks the only thing to signify he was still in his own head. Then all at once he recoiled, and his expression caught up with his mind; first shocked, incredulous, and then firmly hateful. His teeth clamped together as if he had any words to say, any clever comeback.
"I'll make you regret that, you worm," he might have yelled the words, but embarrassment had constricted his throat, and flooded his cheeks. Instead, he adjusted the tie beneath his vest, stood up straight, and, giving Mai another foul look, whirled around on a heel and stormed back to his seat at the front.
Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. He could practically hear Apep screaming at him, and was sure he'd pay for it later. The encounter had not at all gone as he'd expected, and where he expected to have a step forward, he instead had a plummet down past where he'd started. Damned pretty-boy, Ashil had underestimated him out of sheer habit. That's how it went, usually, an underestimation was the first step in his defeats. He'd forgotten this time he'd been playing to win. Though he couldn't help wondering if that would have really mattered.
Some time passed, but Ashil wasn't very sure of just how much. He had been tempted to sleep, but he was too excited for that. The idea of finally being able to learn how to do things right kept him awake and alert. The cycle of defeats could end at last, and after that perhaps he'd be able to warm up to his inheritance. Would it be easy? No. Would it come quickly? More than likely not. He had no doubts that he'd suffer a few crushing defeats before getting his hold, and claiming his first real victory. A real villain.
His excitement drove him to movement, and he found himself sliding out of his seat to stand in the isle again. His eyes glazed over the other passengers, his classmates, and his smirk returned. Confidence was key, and if it was worth doing it was worth over-doing. He sauntered down the lane between seats, a bump sending a stutter into his steps and a look of surprise onto his face for a brief moment before he realigned himself and continued on. Damn rickety old piece of trash bus.
He focused on the boy in the back first, seeing as he'd been the only one so far Ashil had not interacted with, or commented about, in some fashion. As he passed Phobetor's seat, he scoffed out a quiet. "Cute," and merely rolled his eyes at Taiyo and Evera. Damn goody-goody brought a knot into his stomach just looking at him, and the girl, well, perhaps too early to tell. She was getting chummy with the meddling one, though, and that was enough for him to roll his eyes at. When at last he reached the back, he leaned against the seat, shooting a harsh glare at Mai. Un-deified scum, she wouldn't last long, he figured. But, she wasn't what he was after at the moment, and instead his focus fell onto the other boy, who was surprisingly well-dressed. If Ashil hadn't already hated him, he might have admired his tastes.
"And here I thought the maid was the most pitiful person here," he jeered, leaning in a bit closer to Andy. "Look at you, you look petrified."
His excitement drove him to movement, and he found himself sliding out of his seat to stand in the isle again. His eyes glazed over the other passengers, his classmates, and his smirk returned. Confidence was key, and if it was worth doing it was worth over-doing. He sauntered down the lane between seats, a bump sending a stutter into his steps and a look of surprise onto his face for a brief moment before he realigned himself and continued on. Damn rickety old piece of trash bus.
He focused on the boy in the back first, seeing as he'd been the only one so far Ashil had not interacted with, or commented about, in some fashion. As he passed Phobetor's seat, he scoffed out a quiet. "Cute," and merely rolled his eyes at Taiyo and Evera. Damn goody-goody brought a knot into his stomach just looking at him, and the girl, well, perhaps too early to tell. She was getting chummy with the meddling one, though, and that was enough for him to roll his eyes at. When at last he reached the back, he leaned against the seat, shooting a harsh glare at Mai. Un-deified scum, she wouldn't last long, he figured. But, she wasn't what he was after at the moment, and instead his focus fell onto the other boy, who was surprisingly well-dressed. If Ashil hadn't already hated him, he might have admired his tastes.
"And here I thought the maid was the most pitiful person here," he jeered, leaning in a bit closer to Andy. "Look at you, you look petrified."
Oh we were waiting on more filler? I thought we were goin' straight to the school. Apologies, I wouldn't have been so quiet xD
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