A Plan in action

[Zane]

Open to the prying eyes Viren looked down steadily at his recently acquired hostage. He'd snatched the girl up in an on-the-spot rescue mission. It was pretty tiring but he'd managed to carry her back to the front of the boys' dorm and currently stood in front of her, a secret plan forming silently in his mind that he was attempting to get her help with.

Though she smiled at first, at the first mention of her parents Sierra promptly bent down and grabbed the handle of her violin's case. Viren shifted on his feet, uncomfortable with the fact that she seemed to be having a pretty crappy day. "Yeah, I know what you mean with the energy drain stuff." He nodded, indeed knowing all to well the effects it had. Over the course of his school days Viren had learned how to activate his power in short bursts right before contact, but even short durations took their toll. Glad to off the topic of her parents, which seemed to be the reason she'd always get such a sad face, Viren ended up a bit shocked at her confused look.

More accurately, Viren was slightly taken aback by her suspiciousness of him. He was perfectly harmless... well okay not harmless, but he defiantly wouldn't try anything funny. Though he had to admit Sierra was in the right, despite what he knew about himself and his motives, she hadn't the slightest idea. No way was he about to give her his whole plan though out in public like this, some sort of teachers pet or something might overhear and ruin the whole operation!

"Sorry, no can do Princess, to public to tell you here. If you're so troubled about what a filthy pigsty my room might turn out to be, we can just go to the girls dorm, hell if it makes you feel better I'll tell you in the girls' bathroom." Viren held up his hands in surrender, he didn't care where they talked as long it was out of ease-dropping range, his room just happened to be the closest. And Viren's room wasn't a mess anyway, it was actually pretty clean, maybe a jacket thrown carelessly over the bedpost or an unfolded basket of clean laundry just sitting to picked out of, but give him a break, he was a guy after all.

[Chilepanda♫]

"Pfft! Like I would take you to those places!" Sierra rolled her eyes, gripping her handle even tighter so that her fingernails dug into her palms. She took a deep breath and turned to face the door as if she was about to walk into her death."Okay, fine. But if you 'ninja powers' fail me, I'll kick your birdy butt." Sierra smiled another real, legit smile at Viren quickly, then abruptly faced the door again. "Let's hurry while Kento is at the library. If he sees me in here, he'll flip." Sierra took a step back, not wanting to be the one to open the door. Now both hands gripped the violin case in order to keep them busy.

[Zane]

"Hah, sure thing Princess, after you." Sort of getting use to the way he felt when she smiled at him that way, Viren actually didn't care if she saw his face redden and offered his own toothy grin as he opened the door. He was a bit curious as to who this Kento person was, but pushed the matter aside for now, he couldn't handle more than one weird feeling at a time.

Viren entered after his new guest and took the lead through the dorm since it wasn't likely Sierra had been here before if she didn't want to go into it now. The other boys turned there heads, sure enough, but quickly turned away when Viren shot icy daggers at them. In his ten years here he'd taunted quite a few of them into a fight and was fairly renown with guys as someone not to anger. They approached his room without coming into a brawl with anyone, so he opened the door and stepped inside, observing just how messy his room was today.

Actually, it wasn't all that bad today. Just the hamper of cloths he never bothered to fold and his music scattered all over the bed. Viren went over and just got all the papers together and put them in a stack next to his nightstand. The room itself wasn't too particularly original. Just a drawer he never used except to put a jacket on top he wore when it got chilly, a nightstand with a lamp, and his bed which was made. He didn't use to make it, but had started to a few years ago just because it was nice to fly in through his open window and land on a smooth blanket instead of a crumpled one. That was another thing, he always left the window open, just in case he had to lock himself in his room quickly after a failed mission.

"Well, welcome to my lair Princess, what do you think?"

[Chilepanda♫]

OOC: I love the fact that she's still wet. XD

Sierra looked around, nodding slowly. "It's better than I expected." She caught sight of the hamper, turning before she could see anything embarrassing. "But could still use some work." She stepped past him, picking up the music that he set next to the nightstand and observing it."So, what's this famous 'plan' you've conjured up?" She asked, but didn't so much as look up from the music. She eventually set her violin case down to flip through the pages with both her hands. The paper felt warm and familiar, like a long lost friend. Something about the melody made Sierra's throat constrict again, like whenever she spoke of her parents. It made her think of that name, that one name that made she and Kento lose control. She didn't dare say it, for it took every ounce of energy she had to sort of keep her cool. And she had to admit, she didn't want to go all pale, sweaty and tired while in someone else's room. "Where did you get this music?" She asked, her voice noticeably quieter than before.

[Zane]

OOC: toootally forgot about that xD *makes it a point to address this*

"Gee thanks." Viren rolled his eyes, obviously being sarcastic. You try and please a woman with a clean room and all ya get is scrutiny, there's just no pleasing them. He watched as she flipped through his music sheets, feeling a little self-conscious because most of them were from his childhood days when he'd still lived with his family and the others he'd written himself. The only reason he'd learned how to play the violin at such a young age was because it made his sister light up like a Christmas tree. Every single time, no matter where he'd be playing it if it was on the roof, in a tree, or across the street, she'd always hear him and come running up to listen.. those were times long forgotten though.

Completely ignoring her question about the plan -he was still working some things out in his head- Viren went on to answer her other question. "Most of it's made up, but somes from when I was a kid and had taken it with me." Unlike certain other people currently in room, he had gotten pretty good about avoiding the subject of his family. Thinking about them, not the easiest thing though still and hung his head, refusing to break down... that was when he suddenly remembered where they'd just come from. The area of carpet Sierra was standing in was slowly getting soaked with all her dripping, as was his little spot.

"Um, hey hold on a second." Viren grabbed a couple pieces of cloths and went outside his room, closing the door behind him. Since this was the boys dorm, he didn't really care who saw him change out of his trunks and into a pair of boxers and pants, he just figured what the hell, not like they care no one was in the hallway anyway so that saved him a bit of embarrassment. Quickly he shook his head like a dog, causing drops of water to fling out and spread across the walls, it made his hair look wild and a bit fluffy. His wings needed no shaking but he flapped them a couple times just in case any water had gotten trapped beneath the feathers. Feeling pretty clean after basically just shaking himself free of water Viren went back inside the dorm in his newly dawned jeans.

Glancing around he grabbed one of his black long sleeved shirts and tossed it to Sierra. "Don't want you catching a cold or anything so just put that on, I don't care if it gets wet or anything just get it back to me tomorrow." Totally relaxed despite an such an odd day Viren heaved a satisfied sigh as he lay down on the floor, motioning for his new guest to take the bed. "So, this plan I have, I need you to promise not to tell anyone who's not apart of it and I also need to know if you're okay with the possibility of getting sent to the isolation building if were caught?" He didn't think that Sierra would be the type of person to wuss out in the middle of a mission, so he didn't ask her that question, the other two, he defiantly had to be sure of though.

[Chilepanda♫]

Sierra blinked slowly. If it was from his childhood, surely it would have nothing to do with the name? She lifted the corner of the page tentatively, thinking about whether or not to check the name. The thin white paper then drifted from her fingers, and she set the pile aside. She shouldn't snoop around in Viren's music, she was better than that. Her thought's were interrupted when a black sweatshirt attacked her face, almost causing her to stumble onto the bed.

"I won't catch a cold in your room." She rolled her eyes, despite how chilled she was from the open window. She put it on anyways, then sat on his bed when he offered and listened carefully. "Guess it's pretty important then." Sierra played with the edge of the sweatshirt, which made it about half-way down her knee-cap. "Just go ahead and tell me. I already came to your room like you asked." She planted her elbows on her knees, and rested her chin in her hands as she waited for an answer. She really wanted to know what he was planning, especially, since they might get in trouble. This was going to be exciting.

[Zane]

Viren almost laughed out loud when Sierra put on his shirt, the width didn't seem to be a problem- he was tall but thin- it was the more the length. The thing seemed to basically go all the way down to her knees and looked a bit funny. He managed to suppress the laughter though and settled for a big toothy grin.

"Alright, so I'd like it if you'd help me perform a large scale raid on the cafeteria." he paused just to see what her initial reaction would be, but went on, "I've taken things from there before, but can never carry much since I have to be light for flight. With your gravity manipulation though maybe we could get allot more and hold a big feast for the students with food that's actually delicious. Oh, but don't worry about that part, I met a kid recently who's a great cook, he can do that part." There it was, his plans for a bigger raid and a sort of victory party for everyone afterward if they succeeded. There were of course other things he does like sneaking into the school and setting up little pranks for the teachers the next day, but he didn't think she'd go for that, and besides, he's never held a party before.

Viren looked up Sierra from his position on the floor, blue eyes bright with anticipation. "So, what do you think Princess?"

[Chilepanda♫]

Sierra acted as if she was pondering the question, although the answer was very clear. She brought her knees up by her face, lifting the sweatshirt and pulling it over them since it was so long."Sounds like a lot of fun." She smiled back at him, his excitement rubbing off on her."I don't know exactly how much I can carry, but I'll give it a go." The edge of the blanket was soon rubbing between her finger tips as she played with it, which she did often. She had to keep her hands busy a lot since Gravity Manipulation was a bit unpredictable."But that dude you're talking about better be able to make Chicken Alfredo." She smiled once again, glancing back at Viren's sheet music.

OOC: Can he mention the name Nathazar? Sorry, I just love RP'ing when that happens, and I kinda want Sierra to pass out. XP Besides, we need to build up some suspense on him since he is a villain. But make sure it makes sense.

[Zane]

OOC: Kay, I know just how to do it in this reply since she'd messin with his music.

"Awesome!" Viren jumped up, all of a sudden to excited about the future raid to continue sitting still. His own personal mischievous grin stuck to his face while he paced across the room, only needing to take a handful of steps to cross from wall to wall. "I'm sure he can. Doubt that you've met him though because he's only come to the Academy recently." Absent mindedly Viren plucked off a loose feather and waved it around a little as he paced. He didn't really molt like real birds, but every now and then a feather will get damaged in flight or something then come loose and annoy the hell out of him until he took it out because his wings were fairly sensitive.

Viren's excitement only built as he thought about what all would need to be prepared for the trip to the cafeteria. It'd be a lot more risky since he wouldn't be alone and Sierra couldn't fly out of sight of anyone happening to pass by. Hopefully she had some kind of black outfit or else she'd have to wear the sweatshirt she had which looked pretty darn hilarious but would help camouflage her during the night. Viren considered himself extremely lucky his wings were black instead of white since white would be a serious problem when flying at night. He'd have to work on all the details later, and perhaps see if other people would want to come carry out the mission besides just Sierra.

Stopping for a second in his relentless pacing Viren noticed Sierra looking at his sheet music again, one of the custom pieces were sitting on top. "That one has a pretty funny name, sometimes I can't think of what to call them so just put a bunch of letters together." Sometimes he'd think up amazingly awesome names that fit his pieces perfectly, then other times he just winged it. "That ones called Nathazar."

[Chilepanda♫]

All the color immediately drained from Sierra's face. Her clammy hands snatch the paper in disbelief. Sure enough, Nathazar was scrawled on the top. Her breathing quickened, and the paper fluttered to the floor. She gripped the edge of the sweatshirt in her hands, sweat beginning to dot her forehead."I-I-I... I can't..." She bit her lip, then everything went dark. Her sparkling blue eyes rolled back in her head, and she sailed towards the floor in a flurry of blonde hair. It always happened so quickly whenever she heard the name, and she had to faint in order to restrain from going on a rampage. One of the last thoughts that drifted in her mind was how awkward it was to faint in a boys room. Over a name. Man, she was totally playin' it cool.

OOC: Sorry! NO MUSE!