Myra was annoyed. The Vodrani were slow to anger but when they were angered it tended to boil over unless there were some serious efforts made on the part of the other party.

Rosalie had not come back the following day and she had thought that she took it easy enough on the girl. Still she had not really expected her to come back but it was a hope. But now the gloves were off so to speak. On the evening of her second day after Rosalie did not return she went to the labs to get something.

She was annoyed and not enraged yet but annoyed enough to teach the girl a lesson. While at the labs there was some interest in how she transmitted her water breathing techniques to others and it was arranged that she would come back here in the future so that the scientists could perform their tests in exchange for what she received from them.

By Vodran's beard she looked for the Top Sider most of the morning. She had a name though she found that she was out on a field trip in the forest and went there only to have missed her again.

Her annoyance built though when she found Rosalie again she had to wait, there were too many people gathered around. She couldn't really make sense of the came. The Top Siders ran back and forth with a ball that they were trying to get the ball past a girl that could use her hands but everyone's arms didn't work for some reason. Next she followed the girl to the dorms and was in the process of planning out her approach when the door to the dorm opened and Myra had to scoot back into the shadows.

Following at a distance Myra follows her to the pool, an interesting choice.

She hides in the looker room until the pool empties out and she has Rosalie alone.

She can't lock the door but isn't worried about the girl getting away or anyone trying to stop this, especially with the pool present.

Rosalie's fear of water was still strong, but the teachers wouldn't allow it as an excuse for her to avoid swimming classes. She tries her best to keep her fear from being known to the rest of the class, pretending she was sore from a previous soccer match. Once everyone else was gone, Rosalie stuck close to the edge as she tries to conquer her fear.

Stepping out of the locker room she steps back a little. Rosalie is right in front of her still in the pool but near the edge. Unlike many of the students Myra knows of her fears. She is annoyed, not quiet angry yet but she figures she'll make the girl regret not doing this the easy way.

With her control of the water she forms tendrils beneath the water pulling her violently underneath then away from the wall to the center of the pool before letting her come up for a quick gulp of air then quickly pulls her under again for close to a minute before letting her up for air once more repeating this a few more times as she watches the green haired girl thrash futility.

Rosalie screams as she's pulled underwater. She struggles to get back to the edge but its no use. After struggling and thrashing so much, she gets tired and almost limp. She's practically given up thinking she's going to drown.

As that fear sinks in the water recedes around her forming a sort of funnel around her. The water swirls around her with great intensity showing how foolish it would be in an effort to escape. That is when Myra steps out of the locker room, arms folded beneath her chest as she shakes her head.

“You prefer this to the waves of the ocean? How insulting. You should have come Rosalie. I waited for you. I hardly expected that you would though. Now it's time for a lesson now that you've gotten me annoyed. Even today it was rather difficult to track you down. I lack some of the finer natures of the other guests. Oh well let's see how long you can hold your breath without my touch.”

Water fills the vacant space slowly filling that space as the tendrils return holding her legs down as Myra callously watches on.

Rosalie lays at the bottom of the pool as the water spreads and swirls away from her, giving her a brief moment of rest. She looks up at Myra and weakly tries to push herself back up, but can only get to her knees. As the water got up to her chest, she tries using her hypnosis, locking eyes with Myra. She would have seen a small flash in Rosalie's eyes, but because of the inhibitors, it had no affect on her.

Something comes over her mind distracting her for a brief moment before her senses clear.

“Nope, I'm afraid whatever you tried didn't work dearie.” She has the water fill in that remaining space and stands at the edge pf the pool watching her, waiting until the girl's lungs are screaming for air before she pushes her to the surface.

“You know if I were to touch you this problem would disappear.”

Rosalie coughs and spits out water once she surfaces and gasps for air. She's too tired to support herself and almost falls face first back into the water. She looks back up at Myra but says nothing before going limp again, seeming to pass out.

Oh she wasn't getting off that easy. Myra kept her buoyant as a hand of water rose from the pool gripping her hair and jerking her head out of the water. Another rises in front of her and slaps her. It brakes apart and another forms lapping the other cheek each time she alternates.

“Wakey, wakey, Rosalie. I haven't even started playing with you.” She waits for Rosalie to stir each blow harder than the last.

She wakes up from the sting of those slaps, but was still too weak to do much more than let out a whimper and looks up at Myra. She still said nothing. Her eyes looked almost empty, as if the attack had more damage than Myra may have wanted it to.

“Good. Finally up I see.” The water holding her legs down relax though there is still that hand hold her head up. “Now remove your swim suit.” Myra commanded as she stood there watching on waiting tor the girl to comply or deny her, either way she supposed it would make no difference.

Rosalie at first, didn't want to listen. Myra had scared her within an inch of her life and made it sound as if she were her mistress or something. But then realizing she might be hit with another onslaught of water torture, Rosalie looks down in defeat and starts to remove the top half of her swim suit which was a one piece.

Myra watches as she begins to slid the one piece off, her eyes watching those breasts as they were revealed. Regretfully the water was heated water so the nipples were not sticking out on the girl … yet.

“Which do you prefer? Today or the time we met on the beach?” Myra knew the answer of course that much was obvious as she grinned at the girl.

“Would you like me to touch you now so you do not have to worry about the water so much or are you going to slight me again?” Vodran anger was slow to build, this was just her in an annoyed state for their rage was unpredictable and as strong as the sea.

Rosalie wouldn't have answered the first question anyway. After today, any time they spent before meant nothing to her anymore. But obviously not wanting to be submerged again like before, she looks down as she answers, "Touch me..." It was barely above a whisper.

Myra dives into the pool her form shifting as she swims through the water and comes up near the girl helping her with the rest of the swim suit she generates a current in the water to carry it to the edge o the pool before a bulge forms in the water pressing the suit on the edge of the pool.

She caresses a hand down her cheek stroking it back and forth.

“Now does this feel better? Vodran anger can be quiet fierce. Apologize and I night go easier on you.”