I grimaced hearing the fabric fail as I heard his excuse for using the girls here instead of looking, well Really I didn't care less if he used every other girl on the island other than me and the few people I had called friends. I hated the feeling of the tentacles touching me, even through my clothes. it was appalling in every way.

"Well could you at least leave me alone?! what is so interesting about someone as short and flat as me compared to one of the busty girls on this island?! some of them are pretty smart too so why not enjoy them?!"

I questioned loudly enough holding my teeth grit tightly not even realizing that a cloud was forming in the room above; accidentally using an ability i didn't even know I had then; nice huh?

"And... why did you have to use my professor anyway? that just makes it worse..."

Bait. He answered her simply as his eyes flickered upwards to the cloud suspiciously. From such things he knew that perspiration could fall, not that he cared much about that but he also new that lightning could exude from them as well, electricity that he had hated even in it's mildest forms.


His attention had fallen back to her though it had been clear that he had been distracted by the cloud. First off it had been the potential for pain that it had represented, second, he had been unaware that she could summon it up and by the surface thoughts upon her mind he had gleaned that it had been a surprise to even her.

Distracted by the cloud he did speak, his eyes scrolling up from time to time as if to check upon this cloud. I like small breasts over big ones, he explained though he figured that she wouldn't care. While intellectuals had made his list so did athletes and of course those that could bring him harm. He had herd her playing, the spell bound effect of music that she had played then came instantly to mind.

He hadn't thought much of it before though maybe his conquest of her had represented a conquering of his own vulnerability against music in its numerous forms. Maybe it had been more than that, he would later reflect on that when he wasn't so distracted.

Ignoring the cloud for the time being his tentacles coiled about her wrists, others had caressed her shoulders as their tips moved inside her blouse near that point, sliding beneath the fabric that he felt rippling against his flesh.

Seizing hold of the material from the inside he had used the strength in his limbs to tug at the fabric, peeling it away like one would peel off the skin of an orange. He could hear the shredding of material bounce off his eardrums, his mouth tendrils swaying in anticipation as a musky scent rose out of his body subconsciously emitting pheromones from his body that gave to a musky aroma that filled the air though the pheromones wouldn't affect humans.

I still hadn't noticed the cloud honestly. I yelped as my top was torn open and off completely leaving me in a simple bra, yes I wore a bra even thouygh I was pretty flat chested... it looked more like a sports bra since I didn't really need a bra... and it was thick enough to hide my nipples from view.

I thought back to the last time I had seen this thing. I smirked slightly taking a deep breath to myself hoping this might work somehow.

"Looking Around for a means to dissuade her attention, Can't remember the places or names that
she mentions,

My words are falling apart in spite of me, I'm stepping out of the light so she
can't see, Don't think I'll miss her, But I want to take her picture when I've found a place
where she can't find me,"

I was desperate now as I sang a song I had fallen in love with recently hoping maybe it would weaken the hold enough for me to fight against aegir. ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrT8HELMnXU))

His hold upon her did slacken and while music did not effect him now as it did before, he still had a vulnerability to its song as it coursed over him, the notes sung in such a pleasant tone that he had simple stopped in what he was doing, struggling against the luscious sound as he battled against it, trying not to be entranced by the song though unable to fight against it completely it had seemed.

Enchanted for a moment, Aegir had swayed a little against the rhythm that reached out to encompass him. Song had been such a simple and yet effective weapon to use upon him. So distracted by the cloud and the possibilities that it had eluded to he did not have the time to brace himself against the sonic attack.

Once he had endured a song, barely, though now it was clear that his guard against it had been down, at least for the moment. Maybe in a minute or two he would snap out of the spell that had encompassed him though for the moment it was clear that he had been effected by the song that streamed over him.