Ooooookay... Soleil paused in her sketching, raising an eyebrow as she leaned to the side, peering up the aisle at the model before moving back behind her tablet, adjusting it so that the back of the easel she was drawing on covered her entirely, the wide back of the tablet blocking her from view.

Right, that's not forward or creepy or anything. Well, I'm checking out then. Good luck finding someone else to... um.. think at.

She ducked down, pulling a small mp3 player out of her bag and slid the earbuds into her ears. She scrolled through the library, humming softly before her brain was filled with screams, muting out most of her other thoughts as she went back to focusing on the drawing.

He had said nothing as she hide behind her drawing like a turtle drawing itself into it's shell in defense, he had left her in silence for the time being, Her thoughts filling with the sound of lyrics. Oh, their had been the wayward thought her and there that he could pick up on though there had been nothing major.

After a few minutes of respite though he began broadcasting images of himself as he squirmed through her mind. Pictures of himself, no words, though he found what he was searching for in her mind, the pleasure centers of her mind had been what he began to play with dialing them up. While he had been floating through her mind he pressed into those regions responsible for arousal, pressing against those portions of her mind, rubbing against them in an effort to stimulate her.

A few minutes of blissful peace. Apparently that was what she had earned. The music drowned out everything but the page in front of her, it always had. There was the music, or the noise of the traffic outside. Artistically she thrived when there was a wall of sound, something to bash her ears and her brain into submission and just let her fingers do the thinking. Already they worked better than they had the whole class, the lines coming from her pencil in smother strokes, arcing across the page with more confidence. For the first time that class she felt herself in her element.

Then the flash, very brief, of the model in her head. She pushed it to the back of her mind, but it came again, this time with a familiar squidgy feeling in the pit of her belly. She blushed, laying her hand in her lap. It thudded again and she rocked forward on the chair, a little surprised.

She stood, striding quickly towards the door of the classroom, muttering something about the bathroom to Mrs. Henshaw.

Her pace down the hall was quick, she pulled the door to the bathroom open and ducked inside, slamming herself in one of the stalls and sitting down, resting her head in her hands.

I know this is you. Stop it. This is fucking childish and invasive and stop... Just stop... She wanted him out of her head more than anything. She wanted to spit smoke and breathe blood.

There's no way these feelings about you are mine. You're waaaaay too tan and smug looking to be my type and you sure as hell haven't won me over with that personality. These feelings are mine so get them out of my fucking head... she slammed her shoulder against the wall, almost hyperventilating.

But there had been no response to her as if she had gone out of his telepathic range. No flashes of him either during this time while she had been in the rest room, at least not initially. He could still feel her mind vibrant and full of life. He sent a message to his node directing it as he would any other extremity of his body.

It took a couple of minutes though his diminutive node made it to the rest room, honing in on her thoughts as if they had been a radio signal and he was flicking through dials and tuning in the station he wanted.

A brief pause at the doors of the rest room as it waited for the corridor to vacate itself then it projected a little of Aegir's telelekinesis power through itself to press against the door opening it enough to squeeze on through.

Aegir could see through the eyes of his nodes and even project his abilities through one. The quarter sized thing had been a perfect spy and had been in fact the reason why he had been here in the first place.

The node paused just beneath the lip of the stall doors by the wall at which the toilet had been affixed. The same arousal had been projected, the same images, but Aegir realized how perfect this had been, how isolated she was and used his telekinesis on the stall door, pushing against it to keep it closed.

A temporary measure, seeing how she could slid beneath the stall door. He could see the bathroom door so he could do the same against it as well to keep her imprisoned here at least until class let out and Aegir could arrive here.

Another illusion, this one appearing on the outside of the door; OUT OF ORDER it read ensuring that there would be no possible interruptions.

Soleil sighed, rubbing her temples as the thoughts seemed to fade. She thought she would spend the rest of the period in the bathroom, she could come up with one excuse or another. Anything to get away from that insufferable model at the front of the room. Now that she was away from him, she still wasn't sure she believed what was going on. She had taken some Nyquil last night, maybe it was expired or something?

It didn't matter, she'd figure it out when she got back to her room. As of now, she enjoyed having her head to herself. She liked the inside of her head, it was comfy. It was hers. And it was normally lonely. That was one of the huge benefits of it being, you know, the inside of her head. Now that she thought she was alone, she was a lot more comfortable.

She rested her head in her hands, spreading her fingers across her forehead, chewing her lower lip as she tried to get the state of her brain back to normal.

Though she had not been alone, the node transmitting her thoughts to Aegir, the confusion in them evident. But still he said nothing. Minutes late Soliel would hear the door to the rest room creek open, nothing unusual.

Class would be letting out, or just about to by her calculations so hitting the head was something that had been common. The door closed, the node telekinetically holding it closed so no one could enter or leave for that matter.

Footsteps echoed off the tiled floor. Seeing beneath the stall she could make out masculine foot ware which seemed to halt, turned and faced in her direction.

The leaver on the door keeping it locked began to turn as Aegir telekinetically manipulated the simple locking mechanism. Then the lock popped free to it's opened position, the door had been pushed open given rise to a grinning man.

"I thought I'd find you here ..."