Paper is Done

[Ember]

Aideen had walked into the history classroom to use the computer there to type up her paper. She really hoped her laptop would come soon, she had ordered it a week before Christmas when she learned she would be staying here for good and had it custom made. Unfortunately, that meant it would take longer than normal and she had spent most of her race winnings on it. It should have been here by now, but perhaps it got delayed with all the damage from the last two days.

She placed her books on a nearby table in the classroom and took her draft over to the computer closest to the printer and flicked it on. After typing in her log-in name and password, she opened up a typing program and began to type her paper, changing things around where she saw fit. Aideen was a good student, she must be a good student and a perfectly well-mannered lady. She adjusted her very fitted long-sleeved black shirt because it was starting to ride up her waist and exposing her lower back. It made her a bit cold actually. It was not good to be cold, because that took away her heat and strength and that was unacceptable. Her jeans were pretty warm though.

Her slender fingers moved quickly across the keyboard, as she had always been a very fast typer. In less than five minutes she had over a page done with no spelling or grammatical errors. Aideen paused again to move her long hair behind her shoulders so it wouldn't get in her face. She should finish this really soon and then hand it in. Just as a perfect student should, like she was conditioned to be.

[Onyx]

After having a very good sleep and already been for a run around the mansion to make up for his lack of riding, Jasper decided it best to at least see where everything was. He was going to have to start classes sooner or later, and anyway, getting away from everyone for a while to explore was better than nothing he thought. So, as usual, his heavy boots clumped along the floor of the empty hallways, echoing off the walls and down to the end of the seemingly forever leading corridors. Having never even given the place a look over when he first arrived, Onyx was finding many new things about the place, firstly, that no-one cared who he thought he was and treated him like he was no more than another student. This he did not like, not in the slightest. Knowing fine well that his potential was huge, and that, with time, he could eventually leave this place and go back home, hopefully to where he can 'experiment' with this power of his more openly, rather than being containd in a crappy school.

Although, his ears picked up on something, clicking? It was most definately not his own boots against the ground, but, to be sure, he stopped. Standing almost dumbly in the middle of a deserted hallway. Still he could hear the constant, almost annoying clicking sound coming from one of the doors. So, in curiosity, he listened in to each one of them, pressing his ear close to the door and becoming completely silent, a knack of his. Finally, he reached the right door. "Dies ist nicht besser jener dumme Rektor. Ich kann ihn genug schon nicht stehen. " ^{*This better not be that stupid headmaster. I can't stand him enough already.*} he mumbled to himself as, from behind his blackened shades, he rolled his icy blue eyes. Always filled with such coldness and hatred, it usually made people run. That of course, only made Jasper more determined to feel powerful, to know that he was in charge, that nothing could stand in his way. The clicking hadn't stopped, and was becoming more of an annoyance to him than anything else, so he placed his leather gloved hand on the handle and opened the door slowly. Stepping inside without so much as slight hesitation before being faced with someone sitting at a computer, typing like mad. Their face almost dead with no emotion. Strange to see as it was coming from a girl who seemed close to his own age.

"He! Dame! Was Sie sind, der hier drinnen macht!" ^{*Hey! Lady! What are you doing in here! *} He demanded, closing the door behind his and standing with his back against it. He could not be bothered to translate himself, but expected the girl to react to his words appropriately. Onyx did not care in the very least if someone was of the fairer sex or not, he wanted an answer. And for the unfortunate girl, he expected one there and then. "Es sei denn Sie sind zu stumm, zu beantworten, in dem Sie verpackt, sind nutzlos." ^{*Unless you are too dumb to answer, in which case you are useless.*}[/sup] he sneered, looking her up and down from her sitting position. He could clearly see she was beautiful, yet his nature refused to let him see her as anything less than a human, nothing more, nothing less. All he cared about was himself, his bike, and his status amongst others. Anything else was pointless and nothing important enough to draw his attention away from his normal routine.

[Ember]

As Aideen finished typing the second page, she looked up at the sound of another voice, specifically because it was in a different language. Her uncle had taught her several different languages as apart of her training, for he said no well-bred young lady knew only one language. To be multilingual was a sign of good breeding and upbringing. German was one of them, along with Arabic, Spanish, and Greek. She wanted to learn French and Italian, but she could do that on her own time. Aideen looked over with her dark emotionless gaze at a tall boy she had never seen with light hair. When did all these new students come here? He was obviously a student since he didn't look old enough to be anything else. Also an inferior. And yet he addressed her in a manner that if she ever did to anyone, it most certainly wouldn't be to a superior. Aideen looked at him for a moment and then turned back to the computer screen and began typing again.

"Nutzlos? Ich bedenke, dass das Beenden von keiner akademischen These, die mich für meine Zukunft vorbereiten wird, als etwas jemand nutzlos machen würde. (Useless? I don't consider finishing an academic thesis that will prepare me for my future as something someone useless would do)," Aideen replied in her soft emotionless voice in perfect German, not once taking her eyes off the screen as she typed away. "Sehen, dass Sie sich beteiligen an nichts ergiebig meinen Punkt macht, den ich glaube. (Seeing that you are not participating in anything productive make my point I believe.)," she said in the same soft voice, still not looking back at him. He was obviously an inferior and has given her no reason to show him more attention than that.

Only a couple of pages left to type up. Her uncle would surely approve and she would not be reprimanded.

[Onyx]

"Wer sind Sie, mit mir in jenem Ton zu sprechen? Sie sind nichts mehr als ein rührendes Mädchen mit ihrer Nase in einem Buch. Ungleich mich, Sie sind nutzlos. " ^{*Who are you to speak to me in that tone?! You are nothing more than some pathetic girl with her nose in a book. Unlike me, you are useless.*} he replied with a slight sneer again. This girl was seriously derranged somehow, her posture and behaviour was like nothing he had ever seen before, yet she still spoke with him in a manor that was near enough to an equal. He would not stand for it. "Stehen Sie Mädchen auf. Sprechen Sie mit mir in gewisser Hinsicht der ist passend zu jemandem von höherem Status als sich! "^{*Get up girl. Talk to me in a way that is appropriate to someone of higher status than yourself!*} he said in the same commanding voice, pushing himself off the door and walking toward her, his arms folded against his leather jacket. The light rubbing sound made him sneer again, any annoyance he wanted oblitterated, but sounds were one thing he could not destroy, at least, to his knowlege.

Straightening his back and lowering his voice again, almost bass sounding as it reverbarated around the room he spoke again. "Was ist Ihr Name, ich Sie anordne, mich zu erzählen!" ^{*What is your name, i order you to tell me!*}[/sup] he ordered, pointing to her angrily. This girl had no respect obviously, and he had to deal with others like this before. So she would be treated the same.

[Ember]

Aideen continued typing throughout his yelling, not once looking up at him. She wondered what her uncle would have done to her had she ever spoke to him like that. It would not be pleasant she knew that for a fact. This boy seemed so angry and determined to have attention. He must not have been very disciplined growing up. A memory of some of the mobsters who just barely arrived into the underworld came to mind. Always trying to act tough and ended up just making her want to smile. However Aideen would not smile. She would continue to be a good student and finish typing her paper.

"Meine Nase in einem Buch? Zuletzt habe ich dies war ein Computer geprüft. Ich sehe, dass Ihre Beobachtungsfähigkeiten ebenso gut als Ihre Weisen sind. (My nose in a book? Last I checked this was a computer. I see your observation skills are as good as your manners.)," Aideen answered in the same soft emotionless voice. A thought ran through her head how interesting it was that she had an opportunity to actually speak one of the languages her uncle taught her. She always thought that it was one of the things she learned just for show to all the members of the military she met with her uncle. Looks like he was right again. He seems to be right about everything.

Aideen still had not looked up at him and just continued typing as normal. Since she had noticed him she had only looked up at him once. "Sie haben das Privileg nicht verdient zu wissen, dass mein Name oder lassend mich für Sie aufstehen. (You have not earned the privilege of knowing my name or having me stand up for you.)," Aideen answered, the soft emotionless tone of her voice never changing as she continued typing and glancing at her written papers in case she forgot something. At least she was almost done. Her duties always come first.

[Onyx]

Hearing her back chat to him was something Jasper hated. And he REALLY hated it. So, with heavy clumping of his boots echoed through the almost silent room, bar their speaking ad the constant clicking of those keys. He walked over to her chair and put his hand firmly on the back of the seat, turning her around slowly as a couple of sparks crackled at his fingertips. "Stehen Sie auf und schauen Sie mich im Auge an, wenn Sie mit mir sprechen" ^{*Get up and look me in the eye when you talk to me*} he growled, looking down at her through his blackened shades. He curled his lip slightly into a small sneer as he thought of how he would break this girl to respect him, everyone must, they had to.

"Ich gebe Ihnen eine Chance, sich Mädchen einzulösen! Sie kennen sich, dass Sie unter mir sind, und Sie werden dieses annehmen, ob Sie es oder nicht mögen. Ich bin Überlegen zu Ihnen, Versteht mich!? " ^{*I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself girl! You know yourself you are beneath me, and you will accept this whether you like it or not. I am Superior to you, Understand me!?*} he growled again, moving his hand from the back of the chair to her shoulder and gripping it tightly, small sparks still being emitted from his fingertips.

With his other hand he reached up and removed his dark shades, revealing the icy cold and empty blue eyes. Ones which, if he had a soul, you could see through them right into it. But, like the rest of him, other than his temper. They were nothing but cold and empty. With another slight sneer, he looked down at her, trying to make eye contact, before speaking. "Now, vhill you say vhat i vhant, or vill i 'ave to take matters eeno my own 'ands!" he mumbled, looking her up and down again evily.

[Ember]

Aideen felt her chair being turned around just as she was halfway through the fifth page. Well that just won't do. Her school work always comes first before anything. Nothing should ever deter her from her duties. Aideen glanced at the hand on her shoulder, feeling even through her shirt how cold his skin is in comparison to hers. Then again, her natural body heat was about ten to fifteen degrees higher than the average persons. Almost naturally, Aideen felt her body heat up in defense.

She looked up at him with her emotionless dark eyes that showed no single emotion. Not malice, annoyance, or anger like she would normally feel, but emptiness. "Ich versuche, Schularbeit kleinen Jungen zu beenden. Ich denke, dass es Zeit für Sie ist, draußen zu gehen, und zu spielen. (I am trying to finish schoolwork little boy. I think it's time for you to go outside and play.)," she said in the same soft emotionless voice. Aideen crossed her legs and leaned back in the chair. She had no time to deal with little boys who wanted attention. She had her duties to attend to.

Aideen turned her dark empty chocolate eyes away from his and folded her hands in her lap. She refused to touch him, as he certainly didn't earn for her to even make the effort of swatting his hand away. Instead she felt that shoulder heat up to a scorching temperature momentarily that would certainly burn anyone with normal heat tolerance. At this point, her manner remained that any soldier would want to master; she was calm, almost bored and refused to give him the attention he wanted.

[Onyx]

Feeling the area under his hand heat up, Jaspers immediate reaction was to pull away and yell out in pain. But he wouldn't, he would show in no way that this girl had even slightly caused pain in his hand. Instead he tried to summon up his own power, pressing down again on her shoulder he turned her around again to face him, his sneer turning into a small smirk as the sparks at his fingertips grew, becoming a mix between hot or cold, being both at the same time, but neither as well. The sparks growing slightly and a small cracking sound coming from them as he half laughed, half sneered. " Sie denken wirklich, dass jene Hitze allein mich abschrecken wird? Sie kennen nichts, von dem ich Mädchen bin. " ^{* You really think that heat alone shall deter me? You know nothing of who i am girl.*}[/sup]

He pressed a little further down on her shoulder again before removing his hand and twiddling his fingers, letting the sparks fade away into nothing as he sneered again, folding his arms across his long torso, his black shades still being held in one hand. He didn't know quite what this girl was on, but her emotionless responces where very much pissing him off, and it was showing with his stance. No longer was he trying to show off, but he was trying to intimidate, which, unfortunately for him, was not working. Only once had that happened before, and that had been to his father, but, to be honest, no song should be capable of intimidating the man who raised him.

"Sie, Mädchen. Sind auch stubbourn für Ihres eigenes gut. Was ist geschehen? ist gewesen, hat ausgeschimpft, dass Ein zu vielmals und Sie auch erschrocken werden, hinter zu kämpfen? Was? Hat die Direktorin Sie Ein zu vielmals bestraft? Ich bedeute, Gott! Ihr Handeln, wie Ihre Familie nur gestorben ist! So was dann Mädchen geschehen ist! Wird Ihr Stolz Sie aufhalten, daran zu denken? oder sind Sie nur zu dumm, sich zu sorgen! "^{*You, girl. Are too stubbourn for your own good. What happened? been told off one too many times and you're too scared to fight back? What?! Did the headmistress punish you one too many times? I mean, god! Your acting like your family just died! So what happened then girl! Will your pride stop you thinking about it? or are you just too stupid to care!*} he half growled, some of his blonde hair falling over his eyes as he looked down at the girl, scorning her, seeing nothing more than another worthless person he needed to break down.

[Ember]

Aideen's large dark eyes snapped up to look at the guy who was really putting a big effort to intimidate her. Though the one thought that did go through her mind was how she really never had a family. She had been too young to ever know her parents and they were taken from her. Her uncle was still alive. He was her family, raised her as a good soldier. Aideen looked at him with her unfeeling dark eyes that never wavered to show anything but emptiness. The pressure from him did little to affect her. Sabretooth's hold and pressure was much more effective in making her feel it. By his refusal to move his hand, he should have a good heat mark since Aideen had concentrated on the skin under his hand to heat up. It was good that with emotions no longer affecting her, she was able to gain even more control over her heat. Control was indeed a great thing.

Aideen shook some hair away from her face as she continued to look up at him in the same almost bored stance, her mind still shut down on everything that she should have thought of. Logan was gone because of her, sure that bothered her. But she was paying the consequences of her actions and once she accepted that life is best lived alone, it changed her views and her mind.

She kept her gaze on his stance, much like the little wannabe bad boys she saw trying to hustle big timers at the underground. "Mit Ihren Handlungen sind Sie offensichtlich genug nicht geschult worden. Sie kennen mich entweder Junge, noch meine Vergangenheit nicht. Ungleich Sie, meine Vergangenheit haben mich in jemanden nicht gestaltet, der nach Aufmerksamkeit strebt, wie ein Kind. (With your actions, you obviously have not been disciplined enough. You do not know me either boy, nor my past. Unlike you, my past has not shaped me into someone who strives for attention like a child)," Aideen said in the same soft empty voice. Her uncle would be proud of her if he heard her speaking in perfect German, as she was now. The hours of lessons had indeed paid off, and she had yet to mix the languages.

In one smooth motion she turned her chair around and began typing her paper. "Jetzt habe ich einige Arbeiten, zu machen, ist das viel wichtigeres als dies kleines Spiel fortzusetzen, das Sie aus Versuch gemacht haben, meine Rücksicht zu verdienen, als Sie nichts von Ehre oder Wert gemacht haben. (Now I have some work to do, that is much more important than continuing this little game you made of trying to earn my respect when you have done nothing of honor or worth),"Aideen said softly as she looked at her paper and began typing it up. She didn't have far to go and at the speed she typed, only five more minutes and she should finish. Granted that would only be possible if the boy behind her wasn't striving for more attention.

[Onyx]

Now he really was angry. The pale icy blue of his eyes became thinner as his pupils dilated greatly. Without even his knowing, his fingertips began sparking again, red flashes of pure energy jumping from tip to tip, crackling from their pressure. He needed to be respected and feared, he knew of nothing else which made him happier than to know that others looked up at him like the superior he was. Building up a bit more of the dark energy he smirked. Leaning down so that his head was closer to her height while sitting. "Ich bin nicht hier, Mädchen zu argumentieren, und dies ist der am meisten sicher nicht ein Spiel. Ich bin mehr als ernst, dass Sie erkennen meinen Status hier, Sie, sind unter mir, und Sie dies annehmen müssen. Oder ich kann viel mehr von einer kräftigen Person sein, wenn sein muss." ^{*I am not here to argue girl, and this is most certainly not a game. I am more than serious that you realise my status here, you, are beneath me, and you must accept this. Or i can be much more of a forceful person if need be.*}[/tt] he growled, moving his hand close to the computer to which this strange girl seemed transfixed by.

The picture on the screen, her work, became slightly fuzzy, the screen jumping and the machine freezing for a short while until he moved his hand away from it again. "Gesehen, während Sie zu eifrig scheinen, dieses lange Stück des Schreibens zu beenden, es wäre eine schreckliche Schande für es zu plötzlich, weiß ich habe angezogen. . . Disapear?" ^{*Seen as you seem to eager to finish this long piece of writing, it would be a terrible shame for it to suddenly, i dont know . . . disapear?*}[/tt] he mumbled again, going to move his hand close to the screen again, threatening to cause a small malfunction due to the interfierance his energy would cause.

Replacing his shades back on his eyes, he smirked again as he raised himself back to his 6 foot 3 stance and looked ahead of him for a small second before looking down at her, half sneering still. "You theenk you are zat? vhell leetle girl, i vill show you 'ow ve een Deutschland make people see zat ve are superior!" he growled. Loosing the sparks again, he placed his hand on top of the monitor, waiting for a bigger reaction than the last as, not only was he blocking her view slightly thanks to the opening of his leather jacket, but his threat to make the whole file she was working on vanish lingered on his face, feeling a little better now he felt in controle.

[Ember]

Oh well, it turns out Aideen was right. This boy was desperate enough for attention to go as far as trying to sabotage her schoolwork as well as a school computer. How desperate can a person get? She sighed and calmly gathered her previous handwritten papers together and placed them in a folder that wasn't blocked from view by his jacket. Surprisingly enough, Aideen wasn't annoyed as she thought she would be. In fact, she was almost amused, but only almost. Though her schoolwork was a duty that she must do, she was also excused from her duties today, and she had been pushing herself further as her uncle would have expected her to, but he had also trained her well and Aideen had no desire to destroy school property, which would anger her superiors and she would once again be insubordinate in not knowing better.

She set the folder down and turned her chair to face him, or rather his chest. Her emotionless and expressionless face never changed. None of the spark or fire that once came when someone pushed her around. Rather the cold indifference remained, keeping with the fact that when it comes to everything, she really no longer cared. Her only concern, her only reason for existence at this point was to be the warrior her Uncle trained her to be and to obey her superiors, which did not include this boy in front of her.

Aideen shifted her knees under her so she could sit up more and bring her face very close to his, barely an inch away. "Erhält meine Aufmerksamkeit scheint, ein sehr großes Ziel für Sie ich zu sein, sehe. Ich werde Ihnen diesen Jungen, Rücksicht ist erzählen, verdient zu werden, hat nicht verlangt, wie ein Kind zusätzlichen Nachtisch verlangend. Ihr Anspruch, einen höheren Status zu haben, bedeutet nichts, haben Sie nichts gemacht, Ihre Wörter zu beweisen. Getting my attention seems to be a very big goal for you I see. I will tell you this boy, respect is to be earned, not demanded like a child demanding extra dessert. Your claim of having a higher status means nothing, you have done nothing to prove your words.," Aideen said in her soft emotionless voice, her dark gaze not leaving his shades. Lifting her hand up, she traced a long slender finger along his jawline before leaning up to whisper in his ear. "Sie erschrecken mich nicht, oder schüchtern mich im wenigsten Bit ein. Noch wird Sie können zu. Haben Ihre Eltern Sie nicht erzählt, mit Feuer nicht zu spielen? You do not scare me, or intimidate me in the least bit. Nor will you be able to. Didn't your parents ever tell you to not play with fire?" With that said, Aideen gracefully ducked under his arm and took her folders in her arms as well as her books.

She walked over to the bookshelf and browsed for another book in the same stiff and cold stance she had adopted since the day before when she was on the sky-cycle and realized the consequences of her foolishness. Aideen had no more time for the little conquest the boy had to make her scared of him. She was well aware of her own status and her own power. Once she found that book that referred back to Descartes' Meditations, she would be on her way to do something more worthy of her time than entertain a little wannabe bad boy. Though she will admit, in her own way in this state, she was amused.

[Onyx]

Feeling almost completely caught off guard when the frustrating little madam knelt up to his height and whispered in his ear. The contact from her making his freeze immediately and his eyes widen a little. Not out of fear, but of suprise. For so long she had seemed to just try and ignore him, pass him off, but somehow, he felt a little more respect for her now that she showed a slight bit of emotion. Slowly and deliberately, he half marched over to her side, leaning down to her height and drawing back a small portion of her hair, whispered in his dark deep and almost grumbling voice "Mädchen, das Sie mich überraschen. Aber Sie markieren meine Wörter. Ich werde Ihre Rücksicht irgendwie verdienen. Sie passen nur auf."^{*Girl you amaze me. But, You mark my words. I'll earn your respect, one way or another. You just watch out.*}[/sup]

He leaned up again, looking down at her with a small smirk, before nodding slightly and turning around from her and walking over to the door, feeling his smirk twist into the slightest smile before it disapeared again. Moving his hand to the door handle he opened the door and walked out, pulling it shut behind him. Keeping a grip on the outside handle, he gripped tighter and felt the metal beneath his hands spark up again and smirked once more as, once his hand was removed the sparks continued to shift over the object. "Auf Wiedersehen klein Ein, ich der meist definately wird in Sie wieder anstoßen" ^{*Goodbye little one, i will most definately bump into you again*} he whispered, chuckling a little to himself, before making his way down the hall, his boots clumping off the floor and the sound echoing once more. "Der meist definately. . . " ^{*Most definately . . .*}[/sup] he repeated.

[Ember]

Aideen stood perfectly still when he showed up behind her and moved her hair away from her face. Her guard was up and she was ready for anything that he might pull. What she did notice however was that for the first time since the incident with Sabretooth, she didn't outright shy away from his touch. Then again, she hadn't since done that since she found out Wolverine was really gone. Odd, how knowing something like that changed something that made her have a rare amount of discomfort. However Aideen still didn't trust anyone, and the guy behind her wasn't an exception. She was almost tempted to smirk though when she heard him speak. Perhaps she should have. Whenever Stones and her fought, Aideen always smirked when he finally gave in. Her uncle didn't like her smirk though, always yelled at her to wipe it off her face and that was no way for a soldier to behave.

Aideen reached up to take her book off the shelf as he moved away from her, the clunking of his boots ringing in her ears. He was an interesting character, she will admit that. Not that it would matter in her case since she no longer allowed herself to get close to people. It brought too much pain, which weakened her and went against all her conditioning. Never again she had vowed that much to herself. This time, she will not fail. She wondered exactly how she felt about him saying he earn her respect. Unsurprisingly at this point she did still feel nothing. How odd and yet convenient.

Aideen walked back to the computer that still had her typed up work on it. Well since she was almost done, she figured she could finish it up without completely going against her orders to relax. It wasn't like she was doing anything strenuous. She sat down gracefully and finished typing up the last of her paper, just like a good girl should.

It didn't take her long to finish her paper, for ten minutes later she was done. Pressing the print button, she gathered her books and items as she waited for her paper to print. Aideen stabled it with the stapler that was located on the teacher's desk and turned off the computer. She gathered her stuff together and left the room, which looked like no one had ever been in it. She decided to stop by her room to drop off her items before she slipped her paper under the Headmistress' door. Aideen was sure she had taken enough of her time the past few days. It was high time for her to start watching out for herself without allowing others to do so.