The day had been a waste due to the constant rain that washed down from the heavens. Yes it had been a delight to his eyes but no one had been out in this mess. Aegir had been forced indoors on such a wretched day, illusions cloaking his form so that he could get without attracting too much attention. Kiera, that had been his form, a bubbly air head that had been adorned in the classic school uniform whose only distinguishing features had been her fiery red hair and piercing green eyes.

Aegir had found through the use of his nodes that there had been several students fast at work in their rooms at study while others had been in class. As he stalked the hallways he had thought about something far easier and a little more isolated than that as he made his way to the dymnassium. Eyes scrolling over the interior of long hall ways that seemed to be cluttered with this notice or that.

Rain drops splattered over head as he made his way along. reaching out with his mind as he mentally surveyed the area. Knowing that his nodes wouldn't steer him wrong he knew there had been at least one student around, one that had been fast at work, though hardly in the studious fashion.

The gym had been isolated enough, partially secluded from the other classes. A quick scan with his mental prowess and he had only distinguished a pair of minds beyond the gym door. His target was not alone not that that had been any sort of issue.

Aegor had thought to himself about all the information that his nodes had relayed to him governing Emily all to prepared in bringing tat knowledge to the surface and using it.

"I got it!"

Emily races towards the volleyball as it makes its descent after flying over the net. It bounces neatly from her hands. The ball floated in the air for a bit before another girl jumped up and struck the ball down hard and fast. The girls on the other team could barely react. A couple of them stumbled to the floor, trying to deflect the volleyball.

"That's game!" one of the girls said, cheering loudly. The one who made a victorious spike, a tall and lean girl with dark hair, runs towards Emily. "Nice assist! I couldn't have done it without you!"

"Oh, um, don't mention it!" Emily said, her face red from the game and from the compliment. She smiles up to the girl, who's much taller than her. "Good job on the spike!"

Before Emily could let out another world, the rest of her teammates run up and squish Emily and the tall girl together in the middle of a victory group hug. Emily couldn't hep but laugh.

With that, both the winning and losing team made their way to the dressing rooms to clean up and get back to their school uniforms.

By the time he had made it into the gym it had been empty, vacated by the players. He credited that to his slow speed though he had appeared undaunted by this as he propped open the door to the gym only to slid inside. His illusion still cloaked him as he entered, his mind spreading out to find any one only to locate the shimmer of thoughts in the nearby locker room.

He had paused there, in the gym as he had thought to himself about what to do. What was easiest for him? What was he going to do about this current situation? Was he going to charge forth, or used a subtle touch? What had his node told him about Emily?

As he shuffled through these thoughts and more he made his way towards the locker room as he had allowed his mind to reach out as it searched through Emily's mind only to implant a suggestion therein. He had recommended to her to take her time, that there had been no rush, the idea being that she would be lagging behind the others and possibly left behind, alone, though he quickly formulated a back up plan in case this hadn't gone according to plan.

He waited outside the locker room as he had feigned taking an interest in basketball. He knew that the volleyball net had been set up somewhere behind him though he practiced free throws with the basketball. He tried to seem nonchalant in his dealings. the sport one could do alone even if the ball itself had been a conjured illusion.

Aegir seemed a little out of place considering that he did still have a uniform on and nothing more comfortable like shorts.

The girls quickly run into the locker room, promptly removed their clothes and head for the showers. All the girls except for Emily, that is. She lingers at her locker despite calls from her new friends. She can feel her legs tremble. Ever since the incident with Stacy, she didn't want to be around naked girls, even if it's just showering.

Thinking she can blame the rain outside for being tardy to her next class, she wanders out to the gym again, hoping to wait it out, letting the girls shower and then take her turn. It sucks, but it's easier for her this way, for now at least.

She opens the heavy locker room door and hears the unmistakable sound of a ball hitting court. She peeks outside. It's another student. She has fiery red hair and seems to be shooting a basketball from various locations on the court. Still wearing her uniform, Emily thought the girl probably got into the showers early and got out early. She's just throwing some hoops to wait the rain out.

Emily passes by the girl and sits her butt down on the bench. Suddenly her thoughts flood with a scene of an older woman, 20-something, taking Emily's hand, delicate, but forceful. She takes Emily into a passionate kiss, which Emily quickly surrendered to.

The basketball falls in flawlessly through the hoop and hits the floor, snapping Emily away from her fantasy. She turns red.

"No, I'm a girl... I'm supposed to like...boys..." she says, whispering to herself.

But he heard, not with his ears but with his mind. He smiled as he watched the basket ball float to the floor of the gym. His eyes had glanced rather quickly to the locker room before using his compound mind against the door there so that they won't run the risk of being disturbed.

The conflict upon Emily's mind had clung into the air, something that Aegir could pick up readily though it did take a little digging into her mind to learn about Stacy. Ah ... the conflict that had been there entwined with a fantasy. Well Aegir had thought that he could comply as he took the Spalding basketball into slender hands as he moved towards the bench plopping the ball down as he smiled sharply at Emily. A hand had gone up to his head as he pushed aside fiery red locks.

"Hi there, Veronica. Veronica Langley. Just transferred in from Cal U," he said by way of intoduction fighting the urge to extend a hand in greeting. It had not been the fact that he may have looked abnormal doing so but rather that he hadn't trusted himself fully in not taking her up then and there, making her the object of his lusts for nothing had quite prepared him for the enchanting beauty that had rested before his eyes, even of his nodes had conveyed, or at least try to convey this to him.

Emily drifts back to her fantasy. The nameless woman roams her hands all over Emily, slipping her fingers through Emily's uniform. She struggles to stop her, but couldn't. She was too strong. Emily could not help but surrender to her. Back to reality, her hands unconsciously drag up up her legs, dangerously close to her sex. But before her imaginations could run wild, an unfamiliar voice snaps her back.

She immediately sits up, trying to pretend that her mind wasn't filled with wrongly lustful thoughts until now.

"H... Hi!" Emily tries her best to smile, "nice to meet you Veronica. You're new too? I just arrived here as well from New York."

She would've reached out and shook Veronica's hand, but she has her hands clasped together tightly, trying to calm herself down from her intense fantasy.

Her green eyes had gone wide as she looked at her, a crimson stain spilling out across her cheeks. "New York, really! I'm from Manhatian myself."

She sat down on the bleachers next to her turned in such a fashion to better see her. She tapped her gently on her closest leg as if sharing a moment of commonality with the girl.

Of course there had been things that he took for her memories as he used them now in hopes of lowering her guard even a little.. Using this fantasy that had streamed through her head Aegir had been a little cautious in his approach though more than a little forward at the same time, the experience of course being an odd one as the fingers of his hand dwindled on her leg a little bit longer than had been normal before taking away that linger hand as her eyes had met with her own as their sapphire depths had met her own as a smile creased her lips.'

"So ... just hanging about this place," he gestured with a hand to take in the scenery about them. "I think that would be a waste of time."

Again he had displayed a smile the pat to her leg coming once more as she touched it, patting it gently with a pat.

"Really?!" Emily immediately brightens up. Even though Veronica was a stranger to her at first, knowing that they are from the same place made Emily feel like there was a connection. She couldn't help but smile, since she didn't feel so alone.

Emily couldn't get past the fact that this girl is striking. With her fiery red hair and striking emerald eyes, she found Veronica's beauty a bit hypnotic. Emily was already quite turned on and with the girl's presence, she found herself shivering. Conflicting emotions fight inside her, vying for control of the girl.

But then Veronica touches her bare leg, her touch is electric. This sent shivers up and down Emily's already hot body. She slides her own hands up her thighs, trying to push Veronica's hand away.

"Um... yeah... just hanging out to... umm... wait the rain out," She's flustered, anyone can tell by her voice.

"Oh it's been terrible weather that we've been having as of late."

She smiled draining her thoughts into her mind. Aegir had realized what sort of effect that he had on her with that very touch even if it were swatted away. But undaunted by this he leaned in a little closer, speaking to her in an incredibly sexy whisper.

"You know it could be raining all day. I much prefer to be outside soaking p some rays on a beach somewhere while sipping down a drink or two.

It had been clear that she had not been quite of legal age to partake in a drink herself, maybe 20 ish. She turned her attention to the girl before him allowing both his mastery of illusions and her unease at her own fantasy get the upper hand of her. Again she smile her tone almost becoming matter of factly.

"We New Yorkers need to stick together, say why don't you show me to the caf so I may get something to eat while waiting for this storm to ease up."

Veronica is a straight forward, pushy girl. The type that Emily really has no resistance over. That coupled with the lustful thoughts clouding her mind, Emily has little in means of defense.

"Y...Yeah... like a margarita or something!" Emily hasn't had a drop of alcohol herself, but she wanted to be cool. She didn't want to pretty girl to think she's uninteresting. She feels heavy, the touch on her leg still lingers there, even though the hand wasn't. Her touch was like the touch of the woman in her fantasy, electrifying.

She meekly nods and stands up, "S...Sure... we can go there.. you sure we won't get caught by a teacher or something?"

She pushes herself up, her stance is a bit wobbly. Her legs feel a little weak. She stumbles forward and grabs on to Veronica so as not to fall.

"Oh gosh... I'm sorry!"

"Don't be a stickler." Veronica playfully punched at Emily's arm knowing full well that she had been trying to place a mask up and fake being cool. Still she smiles at her as if she had done this sort of thing thousands of times before.

"I doubt that they will make a big deal out of matters though if they do I'll just lie or something, saying that I'm new and all and that a fellow New Yorker took it upon herself to look out for me and escort me about so that I learned the lay out of this enormous place, or at least what appears to be an overwhelming place."

"So ,,, you could decide to play it safe and let me go off on my own or you can be a little daring and come along with me. I'm sure that eventually I'll find the place though speaking to myself can be a little off putting myself in the companionship department. Of course I guess I can stop babbling to myself."

"N...No, I'll come along... I'll come alone..." Emily says while reaching out to her, her legs so shaky that she risks stumbling if she moves too fast.

She steps up next to Veronica, trying to keep pace with her walking. She smiles softly, the sense of loneliness that has lingered in her has fluttered away. However, the heavy feeling between her legs is ever present and walking with a gorgeous red head didn't help her situation at all.

"You're supposed to like boys!" Emily thought to herself, but her mouth silently wording her mantra. "You're a girl..."

She looks up and her face is still flushed, but she manages to keep a smile on her face.

Pulling his telekinesis from the locker room door he had found that he had not needed that particular talent at all. His mind connected with her own as she watched Emily with an almost amused air though it could have been at the question that had just been poised to her.

Smiling she brushed her bangs out of her eyes with her hand as they made their way across the gym floor.

"I've got to get a hair cut," she mumbled more to herself or used that statement to take a moment in his own response as if not trusting what would spill out of his mouth. To his surprise a mirthful giggle had ooze out of his lips as he found himself looking upon Emily.

"Yeah, well the last time I checked though it could have changed in the last hour or so. Why?" Her green eyes seemed to sparkle, Aegir knew the why he had read it in her mind and frankly he himself had been a bit curious about this idea never really having the opportunity to delve into this realm, never having a chance to fulfill another's fantasy the physic creature had wondered for a moment what had touched her mind, his own reaching out to her as he mapped it hastily more so to skim her surface thoughts.

Emily follows Veronica in a bit of a daze, her mind filled with conflicting thoughts. She finally snaps out of it when her new friend complains about her hair.

"Oh no," she says, smiling softly, gazing at Veronica's gorgeous locks of hair. She feels attracted and jealous at the same time, "You look good in it, don't cut it!"

Her attention turns to Veronica's brilliant eyes, and immediately, she finds herself lost. The wicked gnawing feeling returns. The whole "You're a girl, and girls should be with boys" feeling churns up her insides. At the same time, she feels enchanted, those sparkling eyes makes her shake and tremble, as if her pent up sexuality is begging to break out.

"W...What could have changed?" her voice is soft and airy, but at the same time, awkward and nervous, like a teenage girl trying to chat up someone she likes, "I... I don't know what you are talking about..."

"You think so?" Veronica said with one hand touching her hair as if to feel the way the red locks bounce against the palm of her hand. Green eyes glazed at the other girl as he continued to bleed into her mind as he took her thoughts up into his own mind. He could sense the turmoil in her, heard her speaking under her breath and more importantly he could read the attraction in her mind, the indecision that had flickered through her mind.

She shot Emily an impish smile then slide her gaze to her right as she took in a classroom by the gym. An initial scan had told Aegir that the room in question had not been in use. The lights had been off and he had not sensed anyone within.

Looking back at Emily Aegir had opted that it had been now or never. "Look," he said almost under her breath, "I have to grab a couple of text books that I left in class before going to the gym, shouldn't take long."

Veronica pointed towards the room in question, a smile creasing her lips. "You can wait her if you want or continue on ahead, I'll catch up it shouldn't be long, a couple of seconds maybe, at most."

Aegir had laid his trap like the spider awaiting a hapless fly to chance into it's web. He had already figured out his next moves in advance. The trick had been to reign in his eagerness a little, to isolate her first and foremost while then launching his attack of deceit. That was not to say that he was above a little fun first as his interest had been definitely perked.