Not you again (Lucas)

[Kitrana Moore]

A crisp and pleasant morning had been greeted with a smile and about five miles worth of running around the track by one Kitrana Moore.. She'd eaten her breakfast and headed out as she did several times each week (or.. when she woke up early enough to get away with it and not miss classes) and always felt great for having done it. Runner's high was an amazing thing, and it set one's metabolism for the day, and on top of that, it was a great way to sweat out any toxins that were lingering from any laziness the day before.. Plus just using muscles felt nice..

So when Lucas saw Kit she would look quite a bit different than the last time he'd seen her. For starters, her hair was now pale blue and quite a bit shorter. She also wasn't wearing cargos or skate shoes.. No, Kit was wearing silver and blue track pants and a grey tank top.. both with a logo on them that basically reeked of money. Oh, but there would be one thing that was the same. He'd have to look up to her. Because when he came across her she'd have been sitting in a tree just breathing in the air and cooling down.. an orange and black striped tail hanging down from the branch she was sitting balanced on twitching idly in the wind. She also looked remarkably calm...

That is, until she heard Lucas approach and glanced over. Her expression instantly fell to one of irritation and she huffed out a wordless curse. When he got close enough to be within obvious earshot, she flicked her hand.. her nails were now black and sharp... her eyes and head warped as she gained slitted pupils and her jaw changed to accommodate much sharper, dangerous-looking teeth. Those of a cat. "If you came to try to force yourself on me again, boy, I swear to any god that looks down on you that I will cut off your friggin lips before you can even get out your second cheesy pickup line."

Suffice it to say that Kit didn't take very kindly to people attempting to force themselves on her.. And even though Luke had only attempted to kiss her, it still left a notably bad taste in her mouth. Was this an overreaction? Sure. But it had worked in the past.. Rather than speaking softly and carrying a big stick, Kit preferred to give warnings too loud to ignore and flash her claws. She didn't want to hurt this idiot, but if he was too dumb to heed her warnings, she would. And it would be his own damned fault.

[Lucas Blacke]

Tranquillity had been surrounding the boy as he was trying out some wing chun stances he had seen somewhere. Knowing the martial art also meant knowing the stances, right? He had shed his shirt due to the fact it'd just get in the way. Sweat was starting to dribble down his chest and back despite the wind flowing over his body, one of the less likable side effects of his ability; he'd grow tired at an increased rate from using it.

Hence why he was noting down the stances and was trying to make them part of his own memory instead of his muscle memory. As he got down to the last stance he figured it was time for a small break and catch some shade or something, he grabbed a bottle of water which he had brought with him and unscrewed the cap. He took a few sips and drenched himself in just about half the contents of the bottle as his eyes scoured the scene for something that could provide shade.

He seemed to settle on a tree, which seemed to have someone sitting in it. Luke walked over to it and hesitantly looked up to see a changed Kitrana sitting on one of the branches. She now sported blue hair. Pale blue. Luke didn't really mind the change, but he liked red a bit better. But it wasn't like he'd had a say in thew matter as he'd royally screwed up with her before. He wanted to say he was sorry but never really got an oppurtunity.

Like right now, where she looked at him and went all cat predator mode, or slightly scared kitten style. But to the boy it just looked awesome, the black nails were epic and the slitted pupils were cool-looking, and her jaw and new teeth.. Lets just say that any girl able to change the size of her mouth deserved some praise in his book.

''I'll trust you to do so.'' Luke replied. ''And I'll let you if I say anything out of line. Promise.'' He inched closer to the base of the tree and returned his head to the original position. Though there was the difference in elevation Luke assumed she could hear him fine without eye contact. If that were not the case he'd just climb up with ease; he knew how.

''I wanted to apologize for the dick I was earlier.. That wasn't me, I swear.''

[Kitrana Moore]

All Luke would hear as he approached the tree, despite his presence obviously being unwanted, was a low and throaty growl. Yes. Kit was literally growling at him. It meant 'Go the hell away'. Unfortunately, Luke clearly didn't speak 'common sense'. When he was to close already, he continued inching closer until he was basically underneath Kit. Her tail automatically retreated from him as if just being too close to him was toxic and it was a damn good thing Kit's power wasn't heat vision, or Luke would have been very, very much on fire by now.

"Oh, it wasn't you? So you just used 'I' in that sentence for my benefit? It was someone else? You were being controlled telepathically? I don't fucking care. That was a gross violation of my rights, it was completely unwelcomed and immature, and whether or not it's how you usually operate, you fucking reached out and tried to kiss me. How about you go straight to hell and give your apologies there? Obviously I don't want you anywhere near me, why would I want your freakin apology?"

Now instead of relaxed, Kit was poised to spring from the branch she was on to get the hell away from Luke.. Because if he came one freaking inch closer to her and she didn't get away from him, she was going to send him to the infirmary with severe lacerations to the face and neck.

[Lucas Blacke]

''Immature..?'' Luke took everything thrown at him for what it was, be it truth or not, but when that word hit him something changed for him. He'd spent the last year trying to get that word out of his head. And whether he was succeeding or not did not matter, fact was he was trying and didn't actually care for the people that wrote him off instantly. ''Excuse me, but why am I the immature one when ya won't even listen to me?''

It was good she wasn't a redhead anymore because certain thoughts of a certain girl could get in the way of what he was going for. He suddenly stood up straight and looked up at the girl with his arms crossed over his chest with a way too serious gleam in his eyes.

''It was me, in the sense of my body being me. And it was not someone else, but something else.'' He sighed deeply, indicating he didn't really feel like defending himself. ''I do respect yer opinion, and agree to your statement of it being a gross violation of yer rights. And I also agree that it was unwelcomed.. And this is where my nice guy acts stops because you fucking called me immature!''

The serious spark in his eye turned into something else as several thoughts in his head turned around the sensitive string she had hit before. ''And yes I reached out to kiss you, be glad my body stopped at trying to kiss! Be glad I didn't..'' He coughed but instantly returned with his gameface. ''And giving my apology in hell would be stupid because you would be there and you don't fucking want it!''

''And as for why you'd want my apology.. I'll fucking tell you why:''
Luke felt his face getting a bit red as he suddenly felt the need to hit something, and from the look of this girl she was too. Despite everything he was saying he didn't want it to become violent between them though.

''Because it's mature.''

[Kitrana Moore]

So.. Kit had been ready to go to jail for assault or attempted murder.. until she heard Lucas' argument.. at which point her face scrunched up a bit and she just stared for a few long moments before dropping down directly in front of him with a tilted head.

"Okay.. let's go over what you just said there. You agree that I was right that you grossly violated my rights.. you agree that your advance was completely unwelcomed and unwarranted.. Those are good. But then you claim that something else is what did it.. and you rage at me up to and including telling me that I should feel lucky that you only tried to kiss and and.. what, not rape me? All because I called you immature?"

She took a step back, staring at Lucas like he made literally no sense.. like this was some kind of joke. "First off, dumbass, you never ever try to justify phsyical assault by telling a girl they should be glad they didn't get raped instead. That's a threat, and I could have you arrested for it. Assault is assault, and you tried to assault me. You don't freaking.. That's like if I broke your arm right now and then said 'just be glad I didnt break your neck'. No. I still broke your arm! It's still assault, it's still a crime, it's still fucked up, wrong, bad, you get the damned picture!"

If he tried to speak when she paused to take a few breaths and calm down, Kit would hold up a hand with a finger that clearly meant 'not your turn yet'. She needed to calm down. Something was obviously wrong here.

"Second.. and I would be very appreciative if you were honest with me here. Something else.. is what tried to kiss me. With your body. And you are hung up on the word 'immature'. Are you schizophrenic? Borderline personality disorder? Bipolar? Dissociative identity disorder? A sociopath? Some kind of hyperactive learning disorder? Functioning autism or Asperger's syndrome? Seriously, something is wrong with you. And I'm willing to accept that maybe it was the reason things went down the way they did, but I'm gonna need to know what it is. Otherwise, I'm gonna have to request that you never come within twenty feet of me again."

And she put her hands on her hips and stared.. waiting for a response.

[Lucas Blacke]

He was listening to her unload and seemed to be tripping over some words he had changed up, and when she was done ranting about those she continued on what he said after that before taking a few moments to regain herself, raising a finger to make sure Luke, who was pretty pissed at the moment, said nothing. She had nothing to fear, he wouldn't say anything. He'd explode. He seriously thought of retort after retort and none of them were any fun, obviously this was something that would never be healed.

She asked him about what he had, that something had to be wrong with him to have him do that. He would respond to that with honesty if she hadn't stepped on his toes before, thing was, she would be the first to find out how much of a grudge he could hold.

''My turn?'' He finally asked. ''My turn.'' He nodded as he answered his own question and coughed before looking at her sternly, scanning over her smug appearance and high and mighty hands on her hips. Boy did she succeed in angering the boy. Nothing like with Axelle either.

''I never said anything about rape! I may have meant it, but I didn't say it. Wrap your fucking head around that one and try to pay as much attention as you clearly make other people do with your someone and something! And obviously you fucking should be happy I didn't do that!-''

Oh boy, now she was gonna get all strung up that he spoke about himself again, and not something. Loser.

''because I fucking didn't. And that stupid ass example of yours about breaking my arm instead of breaking my neck, well, you'd better fucking break my neck good because if you broke my fucking arm instead I'd hunt you down!''

And that one, creepy and unreal as it might have sounded was the truth. It'd hurt like hell, but he could move on muscle alone. And he'd do so just to get back at someone.

''And obviously something is fucking wrong with me! I was going to try and tell you before you went all high and mighty on me! I was going to apologize, was going to try and make things right by explaining myself, but you fucking ruined it by being you and talking about small hiccups in my fucking sentence!''

''And that 20 feet? I request you to do the same bitch! I''m done trying to be nice if people don't listen. Done!''

He walked up to her and showed her his neck. ''Please break it! Make me find peace! Follow up on your fucking word and off me!''

[Kitrana Moore]

Kit just stared for several seconds before she did perhaps the one thing Lucas might not have expected, anticipated, or had a contingency for. She started giggling. and those giggles turned into a few healthy laughs before she got herself under control and pressed her forehead to her hand for a moment.

"Okay, you still aren't getting the whole 'rape is bad' thing. The fact that you meant it supercedes whether or not you said it.. and the fact that you appear to be serious about.. whatever that whole little act was.. pretty much confirms that there's at least one thing wrong with you."

But Kit wasn't hardly angry anymore.. And she obviously wasn't afraid. "So we've found out that you can't control your body.. it just does things.. including sexual assault.. all on it's own. You also, apparently, can't control your emotions. And you don't seem to have an adult enough mind to understand that even implying that you might be capable of rape is absolutely horrible. Telling someone they are lucky you didn't rape them.. If you can't see what is wrong with that, there seriously might not be any hope for you. I'm just about positive that I could take this conversation - just this one, not the sexual assault from the last time we met - and use it to put you in jail and literally get a restraining order. You realize that, right?"

Kit hadn't even flinched when Lucas had gotten in her face, screaming about breaking his neck. "And that wasn't my word, it wasn't a promise or even a threat. It was an analogy you fucking moron. Do you get like this every time somebody tries to speak common sense to you? How the heck do you make it through every day? Are there really that many oblivious people here who never call you on shit?"