Thread: Whispering Shadows ||Lagerthera x jjfanrb||

VicariousVictor Black adjusted his glasses as the kids filed in. He caught segments of conversation involving cute boys, hot girls, who was dating and fucking who, and feuds between cliques. Basically boring high school bullshit. He kept his senses open for the one he was to destroy. He sensed nothing until about 30 seconds before the bell rang and when she stepped through the door he watched her though his eyeglasses until she went to the very back. What caught him most by surprise was what she was wearing. She is a little slut isn't she? He laughed to himself at the blatant lack of parenting and over sexualization this girl reflected. Oh, and what do we have here? Her boy crush? He looked the young boy over and saw that this boy was the one from her sexual fantasy the night he hijacked her dream. He could tell that the both of them would like nothing better than to rip each others cloths off and fuck each other right there on the floor. But she was too inexperienced, and he was to shy and unconfident to even try. It was rather pathetic really. In Vicarious mind they should just do it and get the sad boring sex they would have out of the way. The bell ringing took Victor out of his inner thought and all of the teenagers took their seats and quieted down as he stood up from his seat behind his desk. Good morning. I am your new history teacher Mr. Black He saw every face in the room meet his own emerald green. He refrained himself from looking cocky and he walked differently than he normally would. He took all of the swagger out of his step as he began pacing down the rows of desks and he took on the walk of a man who was casual but yet refined. In this class you will be on time and in your seats when the bell rings every day. He said as a student who reeked of cannabis entered late and sat down in an empty desk. I will do what I can to keep things the same as your previous teacher who has gotten assigned...elsewhere. His voice had changed too, it was now more business like and less growly, as he pronounced every word clearly and precise. He had to admit the disguise was perfect. He took a book of the nearest student's desk and flipped to the chapter he wanted to go over today. Turn in your books to page 217 and we will begin the lesson. The class went by uneventfully but as he had the student read separate portion he studied the girl. She was shamelessly sneaking glances at the boy next to her and he felt her heart beat faster when the boy looked at her. For his plan to work this boy was going to have to be taken out of the picture. There were a few ways to accomplish this. He could just kill the boy, but he was a wanted demon and could not just make waves that might trigger a warning to those wanting him dead. Killing a mortal was dangerous. That's why most demons left it up to the reaper to take care of. If a saint or angel caught a demon killing any mortal not on the cursed ones list then it meant certain death for that said demon. He had to be more witty if he was going to accomplish his plan. The problem was no matter how much of an idiot this guy looked like she would always want him. He would take care of that. Mr. Telor. He called out to the unsuspecting boy who was clearly not paying any attention. Who was the man who invented the Guillotine? The guillotine was one of Vicarious favorite inventions. It was so cruel yet refined in its purpose. Ummmm..ah.the king of France? The boy stammered and got beat red. Wrong. It was Maximilien Robespierre. Maybe if you had been paying attention instead of flirting with Ms. Irja you would have known that. That is all for today, but i would like to see you after class. He looked away from Telor and looked into Irjas wide eyes when he said you. The students all filed out when the bell rang and he took a seat, leaning on his desk with arms crossed waiting for them to be alone.