After finishing sorting out papers he set them on his desk and leaned back in his seat. Craving another cigarette, but refraining from smoking one since the janitor often complained whenever he did so, and he never really had the patience for complaining. He looked back to the other and blinked, slitted pupils actually taking the time to study the creature instead of the usual passively looking over them “Are you looking for something with this encounter?" He inquired thought he wasn’t really all that much into a response, he was just wondering what the other found so interesting that had him sticking around
|| ♧ ||;; "Ah~, who knows? Maybe doing something fun to pass the time~? I just find you interesting~.” A lazy grin spread upon his features and he rested one elbow upon the other’s desk, his chin soon resting in the palm of his hand before a giggle escaped him. Narcisse can be, at times, rather whimscial. He never really knows most of the reasons for the things he does. All he knows is that hedoes then because he merely feels like it. Nothing more, nothing less.
✓ The Dragon continued with skillfully shuffling papers, only partially paying attention to what he was doing yet still executing it perfectly. The other’s compliment was something the Professor heard often, it was nothing new to him, so he didn’t really take much from it. “If i’m not interested in it, then it’s not worth my time." He was rather blunt about it "I’ve only offered you the time of day because your scent is inhuman, and that." He gestured half-heartedly to the tail that was clear in view before returning to his work. He completely disregarded the judge of character the other offered him, it was only an assumption and frankly he could care less
|| ♧ ||;; "Mm? Oh.” Narcisse finally paid mind to the swishing tail, half curious about when it popped out before shrugging it off. “Well~, I wasn’t trying to hide it. But, you hit the nail on the head~. I’m a Devil of Cruelty~.” It was fine that the other merely brushed off what he said. He wasn’t the only one to do that to the blond so he was also pretty used to it. At least they shared a few things in common, if it’s not fun they won’t do it and they’re not human. Way to get off on the right foot there. Ha.
✓ Hands started sorting papers on his desk as he looked at the male from the corner of his eyes “Not particularly. As i have the opportunity to teach something i’m passionate about, that being literature." A very successful English teacher he is "And my students tend to behave, they’re terrified and turned on by me. As i’ve heard, at least." Attractive and taking zero bullshit from anyone, makes sense at least. Hazel colored hues skimmed over papers, putting them in alphabetical order so that it’d be much easier to grade them, then put them into his computer
|| ♧ ||;; Such pretty judgmental seeming eyes~. He could tell why humans would probably be terrified of him. "I guess I can see why they’d be turned on~. You do have a pretty face~.” Narcisse. No. “Though, you come off as a bark with no bite kinda guy to me~.” Casually just giggles. Shameless little thing. “Well, makes sense that you’d do something that holds your interest~.” And he’s mainly speaking in general since he does the same thing with sex.
|| ♧ ||;; Snickers. “Y’know, with how long it took you to find it I could’ve left already~.” If he was normal. But he’s not so whatever. Yeesh, that means she’d have to be around….1,000 or so millenniums old. Haha, old woman. Narcisse tilted his head, olive green hues merely watching her almost as though he was doubtful of her words. He really wasn’t but pissing people off was usually fun since it meant he’d get hurt and he like’s pain so clearly that would benefit him. But, we are not going to continue that train of thought because no. Just no.
”Yes, and we would’ve hunted your ass down.”
She’s a woman of her word—— if she says she is going to do something, she’s going to do it. Danielle said she was going to cut this man’s fingers off, so she was going to chop ‘em off. If they found it suitable, she would even force-feed them to him.
She gripped the blade in her tiny hands as she contemplated. Should she first just go straight for cutting his fingers off or should she have a bit of fun That was the question… A bit of fun it is, she mused, as she rose her knife and quickly brought it towards the center of his hand, a malevolent grin spreading across ivory features.
|| ♧ ||;; “Like a dog? How fun~.” Shut up. Also he wouldn’t mind that honestly. He’s a freak. His eyes followed the blade and when it punctured the palm of his hand his eyebrown twitched in respose to the feeling. “Ah…jeez you’re gonna make it worse now~?” A small grin of his own spread across his features. Most probably would have reacted negatively to the pain yet Narcisse is the complete opposite. Remember when I said he was vile and disgusting? This is why. Stupid pain whore.
✓ A blank stare forward glanced over his shoulder for a split second before returning back to stare ahead “I see." He responded, only half listening "I’m a teacher here." He didn’t care much that he was being followed, a hand reaching into his pocket making the slight jingle of keys as he pulled them out to unlock the door to his classroom and he stepped inside, only the lights above his desk were on, the fluorescent glow illuminating the small area as he went and took a seat
|| ♧ ||;; The devil hummed at that, tail swishing behind him purely out of habit since he didn’t pay the thing much mind. "Ah.” His eyes wandered around briefly, before falling back onto the male. “Is it boring? Being a teacher.” Now that he thiks about it, a few of the guys and girls he’s slept with were probably old enough to be teachers. “Pft.” No wonder they needed the sex.
|| ♧ ||;; Hey, he didn’t age either. Claims to be 23, is physically 18, true age is one thousand years old. All becaue he’s not even human. Perks of immortality, y’know? “Ahh~, if only. I wouldn’t be here probably if he paid a little more attention to me.” And he’s actually pouting a little at that before finally paying attention to the fact she has yet to pull out the so called knife. “Aw, forgot your toy at home sweetheart? I could lend you mine if you want~.” Please stop you twisted piece of shit.
Danelle doesn’t even know how old she is. Probably the age of the entire human species, really. She looked up towards him, fiery eyes ablaze.
”Shut the fuck up. I got it on me somewhere.”
Searching for a knife with one hand while the other gripped the man’s finger was quiet the difficult task. Oh wait… She was forgetting about one of the ”secret pockets”,which were basically pockets on the inside of her jacket. ”There it is. I found it.”
|| ♧ ||;; Snickers. “Y'know, with how long it took you to find it I could’ve left already~.” If he was normal. But he’s not so whatever. Yeesh, that means she’d have to be around….1,000 or so millenniums old. Haha, old woman. Narcisse tilted his head, olive green hues merely watching her almost as though he was doubtful of her words. He really wasn’t but pissing people off was usually fun since it meant he’d get hurt and he like’s pain so clearly that would benefit him. But, we are not going to continue that train of thought because no. Just no.
✓ The Professor blinked, his expression unchanging “That doesn’t make it less illegal." He replied after taking another drag of his cigarette "School hours are 4:30am to 5:30pm. If you wish to enroll.. Yea i can’t help you.” He dropped his cigarette on the ground, stepping on it to make sure it was out before he turned to get back to his classroom, he needed to finish grading papers
|| ♧ ||;; “Ew, who’d want to come at an hour like that? Don’t like staying in one place for long anyways~.” Unless he was tied up or something. No, bad piece of shit don’t start letting your mind wander. “Maa well~, I wouldn’t be able to attend either way. I have better ways to waste my time.” Like drinking or having sex. Or both. “Ne~, do you work here or something?” Don’t mind him, he’s just gonna follow the indifferent male.
|| ♧ ||;; “Oh honey, you’re the first to say that~.” Considering he’s quite the whore. But that’s neither here nor there. But really, he doesn’t care at all. He’s vile. He’s disgusting. He could flip his mental switch faster than one could blink. Yet here he is, slightly drunk and letting this stranger do as she please. “Aw, I’m hurt~. You sound like Master when you say that~.” Oh yes. He has a Master. A very neglectful one at that.
It was a good thing that the two were in an alley because she couldn’t afford being shipped off to another crazy hospital because people would soon realize that she didn’t age. People noticing that would cause quite the big and unnecessary ordeal.
”Well, tell your damn master to keep you on a fuckin’ leash.“
Goddamnit… Where the fuck is the damn knife? She couldn’t have left it at her apartment, could she?
|| ♧ ||;; Hey, he didn’t age either. Claims to be 23, is physically 18, true age is one thousand years old. All becaue he’s not even human. Perks of immortality, y'know? "Ahh~, if only. I wouldn’t be here probably if he paid a little more attention to me.” And he’s actually pouting a little at that before finally paying attention to the fact she has yet to pull out the so called knife. “Aw, forgot your toy at home sweetheart? I could lend you mines if you want~.” Please stop you twisted piece of shit.
✓ Hazel hues turned on the male with an impassive gaze, staring behind thick rimmed glasses before he spoke “It’s illegal to trespass on school grounds you know. Why are you here?"
|| ♧ ||;; The blond hummed, idly playing with his hair before shrugging slightly. "Got bored and wound up here~. I can pass for a student if I wanted to though~.” Since, y'know, Narcisse is like physically 18 but says he’s in his early 20’s.
