<font color='#000000'>You know who you are! EDIT — This is subject to be slightly more intimate later on, so don't read past the first page unless you don't mind that kind of stuff.. (touching, kissing, etc.. maybe further) Tessera; 50 Year Three Sephiroth lay sprawled across her bed, her single wing draped across her spine like a blanket. Her opalescent eyes were closed, remaining in a perpetual silence as the Master slept. Though of course, she was not actually sleeping in her coma-like state. Her chest rose and fell with each deep, staggering breath, however jagged. The lover of music stirred, parting her eyelids for a moment and curling into a fetal position. Her quadrupedal form was easily twisted into such a status, and so she remained, unwary that the "studying" sign hanging from her dorm door, number 2601 of the South Wing would do little to stop curious passerby. You'd think that she would no better, but being in the state that she was in; Seth had no thought of it.</font>
<font color='#000080'>ooc: yay i know who i am! lol jk jk bic: ::Dareton was wandering around the school, for he did not have classes till later in the year, he was here to get used to the school once again and meet some new people, as he was walking up the hall, his claws clicking against the tiled floors, he could hear music, coming from a room quite a ways down the long corridor. he wondered if he should take the time to follow this enchanting music, or if he should just let whomever it may be, let them alone.. he decided to continue down the hall, the music getting louder and more soothing, he spead his large brown wings, and gently knocked on the door, hoping the occupant would answer::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Seth opened a pearly white eye as a knock echoed through her room. Who was it, a teacher telling her to get her ass to class? No.. she only had one class today: History, and she had already finished the assignment, so her teacher had given her a spare. Extending her left leg, almost wearily, her deep and musical voice softly responded in a mixture of alto and baritone tones. "Come.. in." The single eye remained open, and she clasped her wing tightly across her sleek back. Preparing for a verbal lashing, she winced; but the gesture was also because of something else. A fluttery feeling inside her, as if a dragonfly had become trapped in her gullet. Sephiroth ushered the feeling away, and replied again: this time slightly louder. "Hello?"</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton just smiled at the white pendragon, he was so happy that she had decided to open the door, he folded his large wings tightly against his back and spoke softly:: hey there... im sorry to interupt... just trying to meet some new people and i just couldnt resist the lovely music you have on ::he smiled as he looked into her eyes, admiring the ghost like figure, almost is awe how beautiful she was, his feet firm against the ground, he perked his ears up and smiled, hoping that she would invite him in, so they could get to know each other and maybe find something in common between one another::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Sephiroth raised an eyebrow at once, slightly curious that this stranger thought she was listening to the radio, or some foreign CD. She sighed, and rolled over onto her belly, rising a few inches into a sitting position not unlike that of a wolf's. Her voice echoed again, soft and chilling, and the faint silhouette of a smile showed. Though mirroring her eyes, it was slightly cold and forboding. For a moment there she thought that he had been here to tell her to be quiet, and shut her melodic trap. Not like it would be the first time. "It can't be that bad, can it? My singing.. I mean." The Master closed her eyes, tilting her head to the side and opening them again to meet the eyes of this stranger. "Anyways.. you can enter, if you like. Excuse the sheet music if you would.. and the flutes.." Motioning towards the haphazardly scattered papers and instruments, the winged "angel" slumped on her bed again, twiddling a loose thread between her ivory claws. At least he was someone to talk to, as flutes and piccolos didn't exactly hold intelligent conversations. Unless they were being stepped on.</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton just looked into her eyes and smiled, he was thrilled she would allow him to enter her dorm, he loved the music which he had heard, if she was the one playin it, he would love to learn, he would love to become friends with her:: thank you.. i just love the music.. was it you playing? it was amazing! ::Dareton, smiled and took a seat on the bed across from her, watching his footing as he walked around the sheet music and the instruments, he sat down slowly, watching her:: i didnt mean to interupt anything, i can leave if i am a bother </font>
<font color='#000000'>"You would hope so.. nearly twelve years." She smiled meekly, and this time a bit more warmth entered her visage. Loosening her solitary wing from its tight grip, the alabaster feathers ruffled elegantly and shifted a few times. "Nay, don't depart, I was scarcely started. Shame piccolos are so tempermental, I can never hit a perfectly tuned C sharp." Seth sighed, tracing delicate patterns upon the simple bedspread. Heck, she was talking to this male like he was her father, and she didn't even know his name. Though if it was a good thing or bad, she didn't know. "But enough mindless babbling.. this isn't music class.. But thank you."</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton smiled, he was impressed with her playing, and he could tell it meant a lot to her, that is why she spent a lot of her time practicing:: its alright, i really enjoy your playing, and by the way i am Dareton, slightly new, well to this part of the school that is.. its very nice to meet you... maybe sometime you could teach me to play ::Dareton had never been this content in a long time, he was so relaxed he felt as if they had been friends forever, as if this wasnt the first time that they had met but more like the hundredth, he was swinging his tail back and fourth along the side of the bed, as he looked into her white vacant eyes::</font>
<font color='#000000'>"I've been trying to set up a class here, though you can always opt for private lessons. I'm Sephiroth." She extended a claw, as if for a handshake, and lowered it. Her smile didn't waver or fault, though a slight feeling in her mind ceased to eradicate itself. This male seemed casual, too casual. This was the first time they'd even met, and he seemed so comfortable in her room that it was like he himself lived in it. No.. I'm just imagining things. Her mind fluttered. Well I guess that didn't help.. Instantly reminding her of the event that happened scarce days ago, Sephiroth winced and closed her eyes, as if in pain.</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton smiled to seph, his wings lossened up now, he could see the look on her face, he thought maybe she figured he came in here to get something from her, or to harm her, but that was not his intention, he loved her music, it drew him to her, he wanted to learn, he wantd to make a new friend:: i would love it if you would teach me.... ::Dareton smiled as he looked at her, her beautiful ghostly body, her composure atop the bed, he was beginning to like her, and everything about her::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Sephiroth's eyes lost their warmth once again as she came to her senses. Something was going on; why was he so eager? Narrowing, the white pupils stared down the stranger coldly, and her voice quivered with the beginning signs of a desperate rage. "You're not.. you're not.. trying to hit on me, are you?" Seth's eyes flashed dangerously, and she awaited a response, all the while gradually unfurling her wings if it came to that extent of a fight.</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton just looked at Seph, surprised with the direct question she had just asked him, he was beginning to find a fondness for her, but didnt want to scare her off by saying anything, but he didnt want to hide how he felt forever... but he also didnt want to lose someone who could be a potential friend... he was in the mist of confusion, he didnt know what to say, he didnt want to scare her.. or offend her.. why would you say that? and im also wondering... is that a bad thing in your eyes? ::Dareton had no intention of harming her, he just wanted to get to know her, he knew thre was something in her past that was eating her from the inside out, but he didnt want to try and drag it out of her and scare her away, he sat on the bed across from her and just looked into her beautiful eyes::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Sephiroth's eyes sparked with fury, glowing a bright, blinding white. Her fangs were unsheathed, and the pendragon rose to her full height on all fours, ears flat against her head. Then the Master closed her eyes, shaking her vibrant head and muttering bitterly. "I don't believe it. I don't vokcing believe it! " Seth rumbled with a bloodthirsty snarl, flame-tipped tail lashing dangerously to and fro like an officer's baton. Violent white sparks scattered around her, and they suddenly faded, her visage turning grim. Sephiroth's lip trembled, and she whirled to the side, collapsing upon the bed with her back to the male. She closed her eyes, tears welling up in the corner of them. "Go ahead. Juga na. Qots leca shai ull py. I don't vokcing care."</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Daretons fury rose as he heard what the pendragon had said to him, he also rose to all fours, standing upon the bed, glaring into her eyes, that was far from what he had wanted, he moved towards her and put a paw into her shoulder, slowly turning her over, looking deep into her eyes:: you are far from the truth. en yvvampap. shus et vuj vjyn fhus e fums. e fums lyba ump u kyngumeym. en uthunap iyo fyolp tgauc sy na leca shet ump shet shus shet et ull e kuna vyj. i cant believe this, i try to get to know someone new and they think all i want is sex! ::he spread his wings in submission, showing no signs of agression or lust, he wanted to get to know her, he was falling for her, he wanted to know more of her, not rape her, not take advantage of her, his tail turned a pale purple as he looked at her, wondering why she would be like this to him.. someone she had barely known::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Sephiroth felt a weight on her shoulder. She tensed, half thinking to strike the male and blast him with telekinesis, but his grip stopped her. Their eyes met, and Seth's brimmed with pain, and a slightly mistrust. "T-that's what he said. Before he.. he.." The female sobbed, closing her eyes and burying her snout in the blankets. They always said that, every single time they had told her the same thing. Her tail-flame flickered, and faded down until it was but a pathetic bunch of burning licks, and her wing limply hung at her side. What could he do to ease her pain? Could he do anything at all?</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton could feel the females emotions flowing through her veins, he leaned forward, and wrapped his arms around her, covering the with his large wings, holding her gently, showing a sign of comfort, not distrust, trying to show her, she should not fear him, but allow trust in him, that he would never do such a thing, that all he was searching for on this earth was love, nothing more and nothing less:: im not the other guys...im not like that...i hold females with a great deal of respect... they are not objects... you have feelings.. you are beautiful... ::Dareton just closed his eyes, feeling the warmth from the femme, he wanted to find a way into her heart... her soul... her mind... he wanted to be with her, he wanted to spend time with her, whether she would allow him this priveledge was uknown to him::</font>
<font color='#000000'>Sephiroth shuddered at the male clutched her, wrapping his limbs around her torso in an affectionate embrace. She shivered slightly, eyes clasped closed. Well this was it. This was his chance to take advantage of her, to take over and force her into the soft sheets. Tears trickled from her blank eyes, and they opened a slit to regard him. He had spoken of her beauty. Never in her life had she been called lovely, always she had been the odd one. With one wing, and a tail flame. A source of disgrace and wild name-calling had always been directed to her. "H-how? How can a single, m-mauled wing and a tail flame be beautiful? I'm a mess."</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton was susprised with Seph's reaction, he thought for sure she would run from him, he just wish he could show her that he meant her no harm, he found her very attractive and wanted to get to know more of her, not take advantage of her, he spread his wings from her white body, extending them to their full length:: i find you very attractive... beauty is in the eye of the beholder </font>
<font color='#000000'>"Then your eye is blind.." Sephiroth bit her lip, leaning back slightly as if unsure of what to do. Her eyes sparkled adoringly, and the female leaned forward. Closing her eyes, her muzzle extended to meet the male's cheek; giving Dareton a soft kiss. It was like bliss, and her lips burned with a sweet passion, but she then withdrew. Opening her eyes, Sephiroth flicked the feathers of her wing and stepped back. As if to entice him to do something further, or simply await his reaction. "This is a dream."</font>
<font color='#000080'>::Dareton was shocked my the comment from Seph, before she kisses him, he just said, with a tone is discrace:: my eye is never blind. i know who i likem and you are her, i dont know why you make everyone feel rejected ::Dareton went red as the femme kissed his cheeck, he closed his eyes and felt as if he was not of this world, he was so happy, he didnt want to take advantage of her, he just wanted to get close to her, after she did then, he leaned forward and gently put his arm around her tiny waist, and kisses her next gently, whispering into her ear:: you are beautiful and dont let anyone tell you otherwise </font>
