Katarina huffed in pace with each step, only getting more annoyed at herself with each passing moment. If this was a PT test at her old secondary school, she'd have already failed. While she knew she'd gotten out of shape since she'd come to Shokushu, she obviously wasn't aware how pitiful she'd become. Resolving to return to her former shape then and there, she decided to add to her daily repertoire a daily run like the one she was on.

This didn't have anything to do with her required physical fitness class; to the contrary she had decided to start running again on her own. Picking a time had not been particularly difficult either; in the early hours of the morning not even the prefects were a common sight. Five am was just when curfew ended, so she wasn't breaking any rules either. The only consequence was that she'd be giving up a little bit of sleep, which was something she was willing to sacrifice.

The morning air was only a bit chilly in these early months of the year, not so uncomfortable that she needed a jacket. She'd opted instead to just wear her gym uniform, though admittedly found the trace of cold air that blew right through the shirt's thin material and across her chest distracting. That though, would get better as the weather warmed. After a long few minutes she gave into her body's protests and stopped, leaning her right hand on a tree.

Veus was on end, his fungal fibers bristling with energy. This girl, leaning and heaving her chest up and down by the tree, was the definition or a perfect mark. In all honesty he hadn't fed in three days, as he was too busy working on a pet project of his. He had simply coem out to meditate and watch the sun rise, not thinking that someone woudl be out here. But yet, here was a easy opportunity.

But this little auburn-haired girl, perky and nergetic, but obviously a little out of practie with her training. I'm certain I can help her get a good workout, he thought to himself with a snicker. The legs were defintely like a european football player's Strong, well-toned, but a little weaker than they used to be.

He couldn't help but relax his mind, and decided to focus his thoughts into hers. There were many paths to take, but right now, just playing it subtle would do. He focused. tryign to find the "sound" of her own thoughts. I didn't warm up well enough, he projected. I should do some warm-ups and stretches.

The influence on her mind seemed lost in the torrent of thought passing through her mind at the moment as she was enraptured in planning for the day. What would she wear, what classes did she have again today? The typical thoughts and concerns of an otherwise unburdened student. Without considering why she was doing it, however, she began to stretch.

She pulled her legs up behind her one after the other, stretching the muscles while standing on one foot for a time. It was, after all, time to cool down and get a shower before the rest of her dorm swarmed the community bathroom on her floor. Feeling a bit tense in her quads, she showed off her deft flexibility to the audience of nil around her by putting her foot up on the tree almost level with her head and leaning into the motion.

(OOC: sorry it took me so bloody long. Been rather busy this week...)

If Veus had a mouth, he'd be grinning ear to ear. This would be too easy. However, he knew full well that causing such a ruckus in public as bad form. Thankfully, there was a clearing. He jsut needed bait.

He blinked for a moment as he scanned her mind, the answer making itself fairly obvious. The girl's whole head was rhythm. Definitely a musical type of mind. And seeing as like atttracts like....

He focused while pulling a small silver box out of his pocket. He smiled as a small mechnism inside winded, levitating the box telkinetically towards the clearing with his own powers. He then smiled as it set down, playing an odd lilting, musical chime. It was nothign fancy, but it was prefectly good bait to leave in a clearing, pariticularly if she was a tune hound. The heavy music sets in more slowly, and jstu a little hypnosis, a thin spark of thought needed to be focused. What's that? he projected wickedly, watching her bend and flex. Such a cute little puppet. Can't hurt to look, it's so soothing....

(OOC: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xCPVydn3Ns&feature=related probably sounds a little like this, but without vocals)