So here she was, a young witch having to be sent down by the teacher to get some supplies for her class. It appeared a certain teacher was treating her exactly like a pet. And of course she did get picked at because of it, but it was not as if she cared for what they thought of her. Okay...maybe she did care what other people thought of her alittle, but it didn't effect her really all that much. Some students didn't even know her and they judged her.
Gripping the hallpass tightly, she slowly walked to what the teacher had said was a supply closet.
"Markers, a small board, and a box full of detention slips..." she mummbled to herself in trying to remeber what her teacher asked for, "Why is a girl doing this, again?"
Honestly, a guy seemed more fitting to carrying around such objects, but the fact there were no boys, but old grumpy teachers made it seem she was the only one strong enough for the job.
Rolling her eyes at the thought of being some macho girl, she finally came across the supply closet. Opening it up was abit of a shock. Dust flushed out of the old room, making Aleace cough and wave her hand around to get it out of her face.
Why in the world did she need to get supplies here?! It was just begging to be ambushed by a tentacle waving, furry, or even an invisible creature!
What a bother it truly was. With a snap of her fingers, a small candle-like light appeaed on the tip of her finger, making her vision much better.
"Now let us see here...where is this stuff?"

A lurking creature he was, one spawned from hell, spit out there, born some hundred years ago, the mass that he was, living and surviving there, in midst of succubus and incubus and other spawned creature, he not better than any of them, feeding on each other in one way or another.
That he got a ticked to Shokushu was a blessing for him, a playground and an infinitive food source, something many dreamed of. How he got there or the ticket? No one really knew.
And true to his nature he now was lurking, resting of sorts, in a dark room he had found, stacked with supplies of all sorts. The light that strikes him, as Aleace entered made him aware of her, a bright smile flashing in his mind, as his body was not able to show these things. “Time for a snack, hu…” he chuckles to himself.

"Ah, there they are," she said with 'so much' joy. Gathering markers and a writing board she piled them on, sighing with slight relief, her chest seemed to heavy down upon her, but she paid no mind. A sudden jolt went up her spine, clearly viewable as she looked around the inside of this closet. Was something in here? Her sixth sense was yelling for her to watch out and she took head. Narrowing her eyes she gave a cold glance to anything in the room and began to quickly pack the supplies up.
Something was here, and she need not find out what. It was becoming quite a bother to fall prey to these monsters and frankly...she was sick of it.
She flexed her hands in ready, just incase. She was by far not in the mood to be attacked, especially being waited upon by a teacher. Her breathing increased with the subtle tension in the air and she tried to get a hold of herself at the very least to not seem frightened.

He watched the girl with a smile of his own, observing her. She was a kind of magician, the light coming from her finger giving away to the fact. Magic users where always fun to play with, he thought, as they had many tricks up her sleeves, many he could play with.
But she was good, a feeling of being watched, shown in the shiver of her body, showing him that she knew there was someone around…not that she would see him in the shadows under the lowest shelve. He could just pounce her and make her his willing puppet…but that would be no fun. Instead he would let her know there may be something lurking, something watching her, planning already things with her lovely body.

With a sigh of relief, she picked up the box, becoming wobbly with it for a second, before walking down the hall. She couldn't very well shut the door with her hands full, and trying to lift again when she had a good grip on it now would painfully annoying.
She kept her eyes in the corners, though She knew something was here, and with refexes like her's, she might be able to avoid it. But with that only as her defense proved to make her nervous. She could very well use her magic, but most of the time...it would merely be deflected or eaten. But now wasn't the time to speculate or assume whatver was down here could do such a thing. She may soon find out.

He followed, hi mass leaving just the hint of a slurping noise as he goes into motion. The girl had intrigued him, and he would stalk her till she made a mistake…he wouldn’t go for the kill now that she was defenceless, would be to easy, no? Even he as a monster had some pride and a catch without the struggle was half the fun.
He kept to the shadows, not that she would notice him anyway, his body a transparent, showing only what lay beneath or behind him. “Hmm, a bit fun perhaps?” he chuckled to himself, reaching out to her mind, with the bit of telepathy he knew…to tap her shoulder, a digit of sorts running down, a feeling of clam colds- “Lets see if she is jumpy, hu?”

She heard the slimy slurping sound that followed, but waited till it made its move. She waited until she was close to a particularly light lamp before trying anything. Chanting soft words, she prepared herself if it touched her...and it did.

She suddenly stopped as she felt te tapping of her shoulder. Dropping the box she carried, she turned around swiftly and sent a ball of burning light infront of her, sending it across and slammed into the open door, nearly knocking its hinges off. She held her hand with her other as she did so, steam coming from it as the attack ended. With narrowed eyes, she scanned the room with a hateful stare, completely pissed that a monster was trying to toy with her.

"...if your trying to have some fun with me...that shot might accidently hit if i did it again. Now show yourself, coward," she hissed, breathing heavily with anger.

He laughed, rolling on the floor, literally, though no sound was made, as he had no mouth to create any. “Uhhhh! She seems -really- jumpy” he snickers to himself, the door squeaking in protest, almost dropping from its hinges. He smiled brightly, the light maybe a bit harsh to his senses, but nothing more, missing widely. Another touch, this time a digit, cold, down her spine, slowly, to vanish between her ass cheeks. “Oh, but that would be no fun…” a voice out of nowhere, not to be located sounding in her head. “And who knows…maybe I’m already -closer- than you think?” It was to much fun to play with her and he wouldn’t stop so soon, his mass moving forward again, shrinking in itself, getting smaller a bit.

She cursed silently and swatted her hand around to capture the perverted touch she just recieved. She was started to get extremely upset with this situation and backed up slightly.
"I'm not in the mood for this. If your going to 'try' and ravage me be my guest. Don't be a snake in the grass that evetually get's its head cut off," she said, scoffing at its taunting voice.

What a bother it was to deal with such a nuisance. By the way it sound, it probably wasn't much of a threat besides not be able to see it. She narrowed her eyes and conjured an even bigger ball of burning light, and held gripped it very tightly.

“You may not, but I am…” he says, a picture given to her, one of her self coming from doors entrance, angled lightly higher, as if he was giving her a view from his own perspective, showing her, with that ball of light in her hand, eyes darting around to try and find him.
“You sure that your next hit will be any better?” he could taunt as well, his own form only a pebble on the floor that was slowly rolling towards her. “You know…maybe I’m the snake that is ready to pounce his prey, whish has not spotted the threat till now?” It would be fun to play her here in the floor…maybe some more students to come around to be played with, once he had control over her.

Maybe this thing had a poor habit of toying with its prey before taking what it needed, or maybe it was trying to rouse her into striking once more. Whatever the reason was, it was ticking her off and her ball of light flared with the new found rage.

"Keep trying to annoy me. Sooner or later it will be apparent where you are, monster. I am afraid I do not take kindly to ones who stay invisible after they have already been found out. Are you truly that afraid that you cannot defend yourself in a better way?"

Surely she was not trying to strike a conversation with this thing?! But besides the question, it was truly admitted. Feeling like Kanoe more and more, she shook her head of the thoughts and waited for a reply...if one came that is.

“You are to impatient, lil one” he chuckled in her mind. “I’m not weak, neither am I small….well, I am at the moment. I just like to play….like the cat that paws the mouse a bit before going for the kill.” His voice was amused, the small pebble that was his form rolling closer to her, before finally bumping lightly against the side of her shoes.
“And as I said before…I’m the snake…waiting just for the right moment…” that said his body pounces, the small for wrapping around her ankle, rolling upwards to find a cloth free spot, which when he reaches it is used to take control of her body, the girl finding out that she couldn’t move.

"Exuse me for not wanting to wait for my impeniding doom," she sarcastically puts. With a sudden motion and eyes wide, something wraps around her ankle and completely overcomes her nervous sytem. Giving a small breath, she winces as she tries to move, but finds she couldn't. She gives a heat-filled sigh as she atleast manages to look down.
Gooey slime wrapps around her leg and a part of it is touching her calf. She shivers at the fight she could not win within her. As much as she tries to move, she finds herself still and at the mercy of this slime.

"Gah~" she says and sends her mana to her calf to burn the blob off of her. It took a bit of effort to do so, but magic traveled to the spot and made her calf glow brightly with a burning sensation t hopefully boil the blob off of her.

The moment she thought about it, the pure idea to burn him away, something that was strong enough for him to catch and read. “Foolish” his own thought as the mana travelled down her body to burn him, two tentacles, thin but strong, latching around her leg a bit higher, the ring of his mass opening and getting pulled up, her mana used without effect as he was pulled away.
A smirk. “Is that lil you got little girl?” The pain -he- should have felt, send to the place were her mana was used, to make -her- feel it, a burning sensation to her calve, her body set free from his control for a moment to collapse and react to the feeling before he takes it again. “Want to try that again?” She could, as often as she wanted, either losing all her mana with time, or seeing that he would send the pain back to her, with each try.

(Sorry if it takes a bit for me to post...feeling...bleh atm >.<)

Her eyes nearly rolled to back of head in a fix of pain. Her legs collapsed under as she stopped the mana she had brought to her leg. A Charlie's Horse formed on her calf, the muscle bulging out and made her scream in such agony. Without being able to move, she couldn't relieve the pain and started to let tears fall from her face.

"Ahaaa-GOD!!!" she cried out, and tried to move again and again.

"IT HURTS, IT HURTS!!!!"