He smiled with a smug kind of satisfaction for a moment after feeling the blow connect.
"I only kept vigil over the exterior of the house. Anything you did in the interior is between you and whoever you were doing it with." The guy shrugs.
"Good. I wouldn't want to get them mad at me this early." Miriam says. "I...no, I don't suppose you do." She agrees. "We, uh, kind of work well as a team, don't you think?"
The action had died down, but bodies were still running a bit on adrenaline. This might be the time.
Magenta was incensed at the behavior of the three men, but even more-so at herself and how her body was reacting to their treatment of her. This she was able to pass off as the work of her passenger, but she still hated how their touch seemed to paralyze her with excitement.
Victor followed Rebecca to the dormitories. He laughed when that key appeared and opened the door for them, like that letter he had gotten through the window."That's one way to put it. She didn't go too far, did she?" Rebecca sighs irritably. "Hmm, psychic? Maybe. Never really learned what her powers were specifically." She shrugs. "Stupid bitch, harrassing my cousin. Fuckin' slash her if she doesn't cool it." She mumbles under her breath as she leads him out. Heading back downstairs, Victor hears more moaning from the room he passed before, and then they're outside again, the sky dark above them.
Rebecca makes a b-line for the main mansion, passing through the immaculate entry hall and ascending the stairs to enter the dorms. As Victor approaches one of the doors, a key materialises out of thin air in front of him. Slotting it into the keyhole, the door opens up, revealing a spacious bedchamber.
More impressive, though, is the fact that almost all his stuff is in here - even some stuff he kept on Constantin's boat that should be on the bottom of the ocean. Hell, some of it has seaweed on it! "Weird, huh? Part of the headmistress' magic powers. Don't ask me how it works." Rebecca says. "Okay, I'll give you some privacy, but I'll be right next door if you need me." She hesitates, then gives him another hug, then heads into her room.
The man taps a few touch screens in the cockpit, before looking back at her. "About...an hour." He answers, as Aki looks down, seeing the deep blue of the Pacific rush beneath her - pretty good, given that normally such a flight would take more than ten hours. Mei moves to sit next to the man in the cockpit, talking to him, smiling at him, occasionally brushing her hand against his own - maybe she has a crush? If she does, though, it's not reciprocated, and Mei moves back to sit with Aki. "Want to practice a little while we wait?"
"Classes will start tomorrow morning, so you have until then." The woman replies. "No, not particularly - you're free to enjoy the facilities however you wish, provided you don't cause problems for your peers."
Mark returns, smiling and smelling of something sweet - apart from washing his hands he seems to have applied some more fragrance and slicked back his hair a little more. "Sorry about that - I shouldn't have eaten so much for lunch." He smiles and grips her hand. "You want to pick the movie? I checked online - the most recent showings are a superhero flick, a horror movie and a rom-com. Would it be too cheesy to take a date to a rom-com?" He chuckles, and Magenta feels a wave of relief wash over her - Mark betrays no sign of having noticed her run in with her 'fans'. He does seem to notice her expression, though, stroking her cheek with his palm. "Hey, are you alright? You look a little down." He says compassionately.
The maid bows and heads back into the house, as Sophia's father shrugs. "I thought that someone might have been following for a while after I touched down at the airport, but I must have been mistaken. Let's head inside, why don't we?" As they near the door, his phone buzzes, and he gestures for Sophia to go in without him, as he lifts it to his ear. "How dare-, wait, what? Look, that wasn't-" His voice is cut off as Sophia goes inside, though she can see signs of distress as she looks at him through the window.
The mattress and sheets yield beneath the young man, accepting him into their comfortable embrace. Outside his window, he can hear voices and activity - clearly this place is pretty lively at night. After a busy day, though, sleep is also an attractive option.
Magenta nodded then smiled "Yeah, I'm fine." she wrapped her arms around his and leaned against him. "A rom-com sounds fine to me. Although if you're a little daring I could also go for the horror movie. But the superhero one..." Mags frowned and shook her head, "I don't think I've ever seen one that's even remotely accurate."
The young hero accepts her body against his own, feeling warm and safe to Magenta's trouble mind. "If you're sure." Mark nods, as they continue on, chuckling at her comment about superhero movies. "Nope. But that's part of the fun, don't you think? Heh, if 'daring' is what you want, it's what you'll get." A short while later, they're seated together in the back row of an auditorium as the lights go low, the projector starts playing the horror movie. It begins with the sight of a comet falling down to earth. From the broken, superheated rock, something begins to emerge. From the point of view of...whatever it is... the audience watches as it crawls through nature to find itself in a small town, climbing through a window into a suburban house, where it finds a young woman, eyes closed as she enjoys a bath. The creature leaps, and then the screen goes black.
