And You Are? (Leiken.)

[Odion Martins]

Nothing crazy today. Odion had tried giving people chances they didn’t deserve and now he was through. It was better just to keep to himself, and perfect his card tricks. Yes he could be practicing his power, but it might be worthwhile to see if the world was going to end or not before he really got into it. In the end, he had more time than he needed for all things, and this was no different.

Once again, Odi was killing time. He took his usual spot by the biggest window in the library and brought out a new deck of cards. Boredom didn’t even begin to describe his current state of being. Were there things he could be doing besides training? Absolutely. He could be trying to get to know his twin brother, or seeing what Lani was up to. But he wasn’t in a good mood and that was bound to cause friction between either of those two options. It was better just to play it safe.

Spreading out the cards on the table face down, Odion stared at them blankly. What was he going to get Lani for Christmas? And, was Lani going to get him anything in return? There was a lot of things on Odi’s mind as he gathered up his cards once more and began a game of solitaire. Normally he would build a card castle, or practice some new trick, but not today. He didn’t need to draw attention to himself. Honestly, participating in MANifesto and the aftermath that had brought was enough to make him never want to come out of the shadows again. Today he was just a normal teenager, playing a real game of solitaire, and not bothering anyone. Most wouldn’t complain.

[Leiken Chu]

Nearby a heavy thud echoed out, filling the otherwise placid, air with rather sudden disturbance. The one sound was followed by a series of others, a cascade of books, thudding to the ground one after the other. The source of the sound? Well, it was rather obvious with Leiken standing over the pile of fallen books. His hand raised to rub at the side of his neck, exhaling heavily, expressing a mild annoyance.

What had caused the books to begin tumbling down was left a mystery for now, but one thing was clear about it all. He did not intend to pick them up or place them back upon their shelves. Instead he grabbed the single book he'd been after, a book about Japanese weaponry, and moved to find a place with good lighting to read it. The book would surely give him some insight as to the make of his trainer's sword and possible ways to manipulate the man using it outside of the obvious.

The best spot in the library, of course, already had someone there. Did leiken care? Not particularly, they were silent for now, which meant he didn't have to deal with them. He was perfectly fine with that, but he still wanted to sit at that window. Without hesitation he moved over to the card-player's table. Pulling the chair on the other side of it out and flopping himself to sit slouched in the chair. The book he'd carried now dropped firmly upon the table and and opened while he propped his chin on one hand and flipped the pages with the other.

It was quite possible the sudden action of dropping the book may have disturbed the other student's card positions. Though even if it did he would make no effort to apologize for it. he simply leaned to that elbow and flipped through the pages of the book with his other hand. "Tch." he huffed aloud as he paused on a page within the book to read it's contents.

[Odion Martins]

When Odion was in his own little world, he didn’t pay attention to his surroundings. It was obviously a downfall for a skilled pickpocket such as himself, but his power didn’t help matters. It was only too easy to be sucked into the vortex of non-time. Odion barely felt the seconds go by unless he was consciously aware of them. So while there was commotion going on around him, and books were being pushed over, he didn’t notice. On the other hand, if he had noticed, he probably wouldn’t have cared.

Odion loved this spot best. He always sat here and liked looking out the window once in a while. Yes it was starting to get snowy outside, but he still liked it. It helped him not to feel so trapped inside the school walls. Honestly though, it felt like he walked around with a sign on his forehead that said ‘bother me’. Odi’s dark blue eyes flicked over to where someone decided to sit with him. It wouldn’t have been such a big deal if the other hadn’t made so much noise for such a small book. It was rather rude.

“Do you mind?” Odion asked, readjusting two of the cards that made floated away from the book’s attack. “Reading a book doesn’t require so much, emphasis,” he said, replacing the cards and trying to get back to his peaceful game. He couldn’t help but look at what the other boy was reading though. Was it even in English?

[Leiken Chu]

"hm? Oh, i don't mind if you sit there, just don't bother me." he stated without really looking up to the other male. It didn't seem he really cared if he was disturbing the student or anyone else for that matter. However, it was just the way he was. He wasn't used to caring how his actions suited others around him, what good was it to care, it's not like it really mattered if people did not like him. It was for the best if they did not anyhow.

"If it bothers you that much you can move. " he stated to him. Turning the page of his the book. The book he read was not in english, but he seemed to follow along with it regardless. Though he paused and shifted his stance at the table to lean further over the book to better observe an illustration of a katana. "hm.. tricky tricky.." he thought aloud.

He looked toward the other student somewhat as he began to replace the cards on the table. smirking faintly to himself though he tried to keep his gaze lowered back upon that book as not to be obvious. He would sigh, heavily, attempting to 'secretly' blow a card off the edge of the table.

[Odion Martins]

Odion's eyebrow twitched upwards. Why was it that the universe deemed it necessary to put incompetent people in his vicinity? Leiken didn't want to be liked? Good, because that was the path he was heading down.

"So can you," Odi retorted, his British accent seeping through while he tried to bite back his anger. The nerve of some people, honestly. Odion tapped the next card he planned on using on the table repeatedly, trying to make his next move but another card started dancing again.

That was it. Odion swiped up all of his cards in one swift motion. The other boy didn't know what tricky was. The redhead stopped time and got up to go around the table. There wasn't a damn thing anyone could do to stop him from taking Leiken's wallet. If it wouldn't have been so obvious that he was stealing something, he wouldn't have used his power, but the point wasn't finesse this time, it was revenge. He went back to his seat and sat down, letting time resume as it normally would.

"I didn't know the school had books in Japanese," he commented, holding the stolen wallet in his left hand. Odi smiled devilishly at the boy sitting across from him. There were many other tables to sit at, and Leiken was going to regret having chosen this one.

[Leiken Chu]

"I could, but I don't want to." He stated casually. He chuckled slightly to the other male's slipped accent. He couldn't help but to find amusement in the other male's lack of composure. It wasn't just the accent that amused him, but as well the very reaction the other male had in response to his own behaviors.

He could already see that this one was going to be an entertaining encounter. Though he was completely unaware of the other male's ability or what he had done. It was a shame that his perception could not surpass time, if it was able to he may have heard the beating of the other male's heart, felt his pulse and been able to stop him. However, as he could not sense such a thing, there was little he could do to see or even suspect that anything had occurred beyond what he could see.

Those lazy eyes turned their gaze toward the male across the table from him at the statement about the book, "I imagine they exchange them with the other schools affiliated. There are some students here who have exchanged. My trainer appears to be Japanese as well so it benefits me to be able to have this little book." he stated with a grin. His grin was playful, almost fox like, and mischievous. His grin was something that rarely echoed upon his features, but this was a special occasion as his plans for ruining his trainer were progressing quite well.

However, that grin faded as he saw the other male's hand, holding what appeared to be a wallet very similar to his own, out of habit he reached to his pocket to feel for it. He'd lived in busy cities far to long not to check for his wallet when something similar was presented in sight. His features didn't reflect his anger, but it was clear in his silence that he did not approve of this.

Leiken stood from his seat, closing the book he'd been reading, "You've got some balls. I don't know how you did it, but you've only got one chance to undo it before you're in the hospital. " He stated plainly to the other male as he held a grip on that book. Letting it hang at his side for now as his other hand extended toward the kid.

[Odion Martins]

Usually Odion was pretty good at keeping his masks in place. People couldn't read his emotions, but this guy was actually getting to him. Maybe it was because Odion was quite tired of people talking to him, and trying to give them chances when everyone was turning out to have only deceptive intentions.

Unwillingly, Odion smiled back slightly. He knew that playful grin rather well, and it both intrigued and infuriated him to see it on the other boy's face. "I never said you were Japanese, though you do speak English quite well," he pointed out. It was almost a compliment, but Odion didn't view it as such.

At last, Odion was getting under the other's skin. It wouldn't be any fun otherwise. Odi was no kid. Actually, they were the same age. If Leiken wanted to stir up trouble for no fucking reason he picked the right person. Now he could add being told he had balls to the slough of other things which had been said about him. Odion smirked up at the boy, standing over him and trying to be intimidating. "I'm magic," he said, leaning back, keeping the wallet close to his body.

"You're going to hit me with the book," he said, an eyebrow raised, "well, go ahead then, see what happens." His voice held a challenge, and he readied himself for the outcome.

[Leiken Chu]

"Thank you." he stated raising a hand to brush his fingers through the strands of his hair as he sat at that table. "I know I do" he stated somewhat arrogantly. Though he glanced back to the other male, lowering his hand from his hair once more, as he waved it to the air. "You hide your accent well until you show irritation." he mused. Eyeballing the other male for a reaction to those words.

"That is beside the point tinker-bell. " he stated plainly as he stared the other male down. Though he outwardly laughed to the suggestion that he would hit the other male with the book. Perhaps, he had thought about it, but now that the other male had mentioned it he would not even dream of doing so. He set the book down upon the table to show the other male that he was wrong.

"It is foolish to think that I would taint literature by placing it against your flesh." he stated as he moved around the table to where the other male sat. This kid, he was irritating, Leiken could feel his own pulse rising as his agitation grew. He could hear the beating of the other male's heart and feel the pulse of his blood and this alone made Leiken on edge. It meant that his abilities might force themselves upon him due to losing his composure and that was dangerous to his cause.

However, he couldn't live with himself if he let this man get the better of him, he was going to have to put him in his place one way or another without losing control. He would move forward suddenly, sharply, but he didn't strike at the other male. Instead he grasped the back of the other male's chair. Leaning in toward him and speaking in a hushed, more mischievous tone, "Look. I do not have the patience to deal with brats who cannot behave today. " He exhaled a minty breath against the other male's skin. "I suggest you give me what is mine or I will take what is yours without further hesitation." he threatened the other male in a hushed tone.

[Odion Martins]

Ah, so the boy was full of himself. Odion tucked that piece of information into the back of his mind in case he needed to use it at a future date. He watched the hand gestures and the way he spoke with interest. “It doesn’t take much,” he said, indulging the other boy somewhat. And he didn’t try to hide his accent thank you very much, it was just more pronounced when he was irritated, as had been said.

Tinker-bell? What was that exactly? Perhaps some custom Odion didn’t know about. It wasn’t worth thinking too hard about. Blue eyes darted to the book on the table before going back to the boy. The rest of his body didn’t so much as move an inch.

“I don’t see how your treatment of said literature is any less tainting,” he quipped back. After all, it wasn’t he who had been toppling books over and slamming them around on table tops. Odion smiled slightly as the boy rounded about him, as though he were prey. Odi stared straight ahead, finding the whole situation amusing. “You hide your lack of patience well until you are so obviously irritated.” An eye for an eye.

Being able to control time was like having eyes on the back of your head. Maybe Odion had been distracted before, but he was completely present now as he became threatened. “Go ahead,” Odion said, pushing the deck of cards in his hands towards Leiken. They weren’t his favorite deck, and he didn’t really care. Unless Leiken planned on stealing his clothes, in which case Odion would just have an excuse to walk around in the nude. Leiken was a boy who obviously thought highly of himself and took care of himself, and Odion would hate to see that go to waste.

“Just remember,” Odion said, turning around in his seat to face his attacker, “one stupid move, and you’ll forever be watching your back.” He smirked slightly. He dropped the wallet and snapped his fingers, the entire wallet and its contents disappearing. Now that, yes, was a bit of magic. “Oh, and another thing,” Odion said quite pleasantly, as though they were discussing today’s weather, “I never behave.” This little encounter was refreshing, to say the least.

[Leiken Chu]

"Oh?" he questioned with an amused tone. "Is that why it slipped with your mood change?" he teased the other male. Pointing out that he'd heard it though he didn't really mind the accent. He rather enjoyed hearing accents and wondering where they originated. some were more obvious than others though and that couldn't be helped.

Leiken seemed to watch every movement the other male made, as if he were studying him, observing anything that could have hinted to how he'd managed to take that wallet without him even seeing the other male move. Did he have abilities of light speed? Dimensional abilities? He did not know, but he intended on making sure that he would figure out a way to be aware without outright asking the other male.

"Your flesh is filthy. The table is not." he pointed out in counter to the statement. "I do not need to hide what I feel. I am a man. I am capable of expressing myself without hiding behind lies and false faces to make myself appeal to your petty standards. " he stated to the other male. Though not all of what he'd said just then was true, he did manipulate people, and he did give false face. He hid what he was capable of and much of his personal self behind iced walls that had developed over years of his life.

A laugh escaped his lips as the other male shoved those cards toward him as if that had been what he meant. "That is assuming that you survive and I assure you, not many do, little one." he teased with an awkward tone that was somewhere between sadism and deep regret. As his wallet vanished he gave an irritated sound, "Tch. What is the point of keeping it? You cannot do anything with it more than keep me from having it and even that will grow old quickly." He pointed out.

"Nor will I, but I will keep my word." he stated to the other male sliding his hand forward in attempts to grasp the other male by the back of his neck. He leaned over that chair in a motion his face neared Odion's and he would attempt to force his lips to the other male's own. Perhaps it was not what he'd intended at first, but if he didn't do something to distract himself soon he might do something far worse and end up back at square one of his past.

[Odion Martins]

Despite Odi’s accent, no one would ever discover where he truly originated from. That was just fine with him, because the less people knew about him, the better. “My, we are a smart one aren’t we?” Odion said, blatantly making fun of his new, acquaintance. He wasn’t sure they were enemies just yet, but they were surely on their way.

Odion liked watching people, so being watched was an oddity. However, it didn’t bother him. There wasn’t anything as awkward silences for Odion, as time often slipped between his fingers like sand. Often he lost days at a time thanks to his powers. Most of the time people thought Odi’s powers were something completely different from what they actually were, much like his place of origin. He enjoyed to keep people guessing, perhaps a little too much. Odion was determined not to ask any questions either and find things out for himself.

“Oh? And I suppose the table picked up the book?” Odion countered. They were cut of the same cloth but Odion wasn’t willing to admit that just yet. Or maybe ever. “Hiding things doesn’t make you a woman,” he pointed out, because he had to be right. “If by expressing yourself you mean babbling on about things that don’t matter then I supposed you’ve succeeded,” he practically spat out. What standards did he have exactly? Odion was curious to know.

Odi’s eyebrows rose as he hand lowered. Leiken was taller than average, but not by much. In any case, Odion rest assured that he could escape anything that would cause him serious harm. “You don’t know what I’m capable of,” he stated quite simply. He could replicate IDs, he could steal money, or he could just hold it for the hell of it. Odion was capable of a lot of things, especially since it seemed to bother this man so much. Odion smiled mischievously. If he was going to die today, so be it. It was just such a shame it was over something so small.

A man of his word, Odion watched carefully as to what might happen next. “We’ll see about that,” he said boldly, his neck being firmly gripped. Odion took care of himself – he practiced parkour, he ran laps, and his reflexes were fast. The moment Leiken’s lips touched his, Odion was suddenly standing, pushing Leiken away from him, toppling his chair over in the process. “That was the wrong move,” he said, nothing but rage in his eyes. “God,” he said softly, his fists balled up as he wiped at his lips. This wasn’t the first time this happened.

[Leiken Chu]

"I will say yes, because i do not believe you are capable of knowing what defines that aspect. " He taunted the other male in response to his teasing words. It was amusing to him regardless, that this other man had the gall to challenge him in such ways, let alone to show no fear in doing so.

Leiken was determined to figure this other man out. Though determined to do so without verbally asking him something that he hated to be asked himself. Leiken had made a rule for himself long ago that he would never ask someone directly about the power. If he did it would only open up an opportunity for them to ask the same of him. Much like casual "how are you?"'s amongst friends.

"Tch. That tongue of yours wags quite a bit yet has so little worth to speak." he responded to the other man. "The only matter to people who are important." Leiken countered, giving the other male a smirk, as if he were daring him to counter in proclamation of his worth.

"Nor do you know what I am capable of should you rub me the wrong way. " he stated firmly to the other male. "We will see about it, though what you'll see after, will not be what your foolish mind imagines." he stated firmly. In the moment his lips met with Odion's he could feel that other man's pulse, the blood flowing within him, and it made his his powers attempt to pull at that man's very blood as if he were going to draw it from the man's lips with his very own. However, the sensation pushed down, releasing as he struggled within himself against it.

Though it did help somewhat, that the other male pushed him away so suddenly, breaking the contact he'd passed out of anger and hopes to make the other male uncomfortable enough that he'd hand over the wallet just to get him away. It took a moment for Leiken to manage words due to having to suppress his own abilities desire to take hold. At this point his becoming somewhat light-headed.

Leiken laughed in an almost strained tone. "Do you think so? Perhaps you didn't get a good enough taste. Perhaps I should dive deeper next time. Or perhaps you should give me what I want before you get hurt." he cooed aloud. Moving himself toward the other male again as he watched him wipe his lips, "Is it really worth keeping a little wallet with some cards that i will cancel? " Leiken questioned sliding his fingertip along the edge of the table as he neared the other male again. Though this time more cautiously now that the other male knew what to expect. "Wrong move you say? I do not think so after all. Look at how well you reacted~" he chimed to the other male. Stumbling a little in his steps due to being light-headed. "God? I'm hardly a god, but that compliment will not save you ~" he cooed to the other man.

[Odion Martins]

“It’s not a complicated definition really,” Odion said, because he would always have something to say and it was best for the other boy to figure that out now. It wasn’t even a subjective definition, and the fact that Leiken couldn’t even realize that Odi was making fun of him at this very moment was truly sad and pathetic, however that didn’t make it less amusing.

It was strange, but these boys had similar thinking, almost to an exactness that would terrify them if only they knew. It was a shame neither were mind readers. Odion didn’t ask anything directly because he knew that that would make it okay for others to ask him direct questions, and for him that was definitely not okay. Plus, it ruined getting to know someone. It was too easy to just ask those kinds of questions upon meeting someone for there were no mind games involved.

And Leiken, was unadmittedly, very good at this. Odion chuckled a little to himself and shook his head, feeling sorry for this guy. “What you said makes absolutely no sense. I take back what I said before about being able to speak English.” It didn’t matter if Leiken was or not, Odion would vouch for himself and his subjective view being right until he had convinced everyone of it.

Odion rolled his eyes. “Please, your intimidation skills are in a serious state of disrepair,” he commented, waving his hand as though dismissing Leiken altogether. Unless he had the ability to stop meta abilities, there really was no stopping a time turner. Odion was basically invincible.

It was going to take a lot more than a kiss to faze Odion, though it did feel a little strange. What had Leiken done to him? “Or perhaps I should kick you right in your fucking knee caps,” he suggested, his tone a little higher. This was an entirely different kind of game. “If you’re going to cancel them anyways,” he said, holding his ground as Leiken neared again, “then you won’t mind if I hand on to them.” Odion shook his head. “I think you need a dictionary,” Odion said blatantly. First what smart means and now this, honestly. “Save me? You’re the one stumbling around like a drunk right now,” he said, his eyes a fiery dark blue. If Leiken tried to pull that shit again, he was getting knocked out.

[Leiken Chu]

"Seems it is for you." he replied casually. Though he mused over the fact that the other man continued to to speak despite Leiken being the sort who would not go quietly into the night without voicing his own opinion on the matter. Leiken gave a shake of his head, the way a disappointed father would shake their head at their son, folding his arms briefly across his chest.

It would have been almost relieving to know that someone out there believed the same methods that he did, however, it was not likely he would know this. Leiken felt it was only a matter of time before he won the battle of wits between him and this other male. Though whether or not this was true would only be seen in time.

"It would make sense if you had the mind to understand it. " he countered. "Perhaps I should question your ability to understand English if that is the case." he responded with a soft laugh.

"And your observational skills are quite lacking." he countered. Though he couldn't help but to laugh as the other man spoke of kicking him in the knee cap. Which aided in distracting him from his own state of falling apart. "ha.. kicking me in the knee cap now that would be adorably childish."

Leki smirked to the other man, "be my guest. I have a more amusing toy now. " Leiken taunted the other man. "Oh, but i'm not the one quivering in my knickers from a little kiss. It wasn't even a lasting one. Maybe I should have given you a better taste. What do you say ? Do you want a little taste?" He questioned pointing to his tongue, brushing his tongue upon his fingertip, giving the other man an impish grin.

He lowered his arm moving a step closer to the other man. "Or maybe I should kiss you somewhere else. " he touched on the side of his own neck. "here?" he questioned the other man as he drew just an arm's length away from the other man. "or perhaps here?" he stated stepping forward again, bringing his face near to the other man's ear, drawing a breath across the surface of the skin there. "What's the matter? Are you scared?" he chimed casually.

[Odion Martins]

If Leiken wanted to treat Odion as a son, then he probably should start by not kissing him. “Oh, I see what the problem is here,” he said, as though he had solved all the world’s problems, “you obviously don’t understand sarcasm.” Though Leiken would be wise to believe the warnings Odion was giving him.

“It probably only makes sense in your small mind,” he concluded, trying to find a reason to justify Leiken’s reasoning.

“I believe my observational skills are fair enough to figure you out,” Odion challenged, if only to get a rise out of this boy, not because he really knew what was going on but Leiken didn’t need to know that. “Adorable. Would you prefer a punch to the jaw? Or, speaking of jaws, maybe you’d enjoy a curb stomp.” Odion had gotten into a few fights in his life, and far worse things. Did Leiken know what he was doing?

And there was that grin Odion knew so well, it just looked so wrong on someone else’s face. He twitched on the spot. This also wasn’t the first time someone had viewed him as an object. “I was under the impression you were annoyed with me, I wasn’t expecting a kiss from a moron,” he said, trying to collect himself but it wasn’t working.

As Odi’s eyes steeled, so did his resolve. Leiken approached once more, too close for comfort but Odion refused to move. For once, someone was actually stepping up and meaning what they said. “I’m not afraid of you, you’re just not my type, or to put it in words you might understand, you’re disgusting,” he said matter of factly. Leiken could be threatening anything else, but it had to be this. Odion wasn’t officially taken, but he felt bad enough about this already. He had half a mind to just tell Leiken to go ahead and kiss him. But Odi knew Leiken didn’t feel any sort of attraction, this was just some obscure power trip and Leiken wanted to prove a point. He would get bored eventually.