That had been the problem with having an incredible life span such as his, it had always been difficult to drudge up details when they had been needed. Still he had taken his time with the matter not knowing then in his past that he would need such trivial information now as he sprinkled his trap with a tid bit of reality.

It had been about midday and while the sun had broken through the clouds the sunlight had only bothered him in route to the campus itself.

He had drawn himself painstakingly across the ground until he had gotten within eyesight of the place where he had cloaked himself in the unasuming form of a student in order to move about more freely.

An old favorite had popped into mind, little things that he had pilfered from her mind had come to fruit. Little matters that had little bearing on the past but had sufficed his needs now. He had just hoped that not too much had changed from her memories to the past.

Aegir had slipped onto campus as he waited for all the students to take there place in class, all that was except for one. He entered an empty room as he placed two illusions in effect one being that of a blank wall of the door into 305 while making this room 305. It had been adjacent to the room he wished to use, but had been emptied at this hour.

Illusionary students filled out the seats while he formed another illusion about himself so that he had assumed the appearance as her instructor.

His web had been spun all that he counted on had for her to take the bait. He had considered commanding her in his eagerness but chose not to. Instead his gaze lifted towards the clock as if gauging the time before placing on his show to no one in particular as he began teaching his nonexistant class.

He could be patient wen he wanted to be and nothing had thrilled him more than knowing that she had been worth the wait.

So I had decided to take a nap before my classes that afternoon... that was normal, my watch not waking me up on time; that was the issue here! I nearly fell out of bed when i had noticed the time. i haphazardly adjusted my skirt. and shorts before bolting towards room 305.

Truth was I hated this class soooo much, I really did hate being a freshmen taking all the damn basic classes... damned calculus... damn it to fuckin hell! but, anyway back to what I was saying.

I knew I'dbe in trouble for knocking down a professor as I ran to class. though something unusual happened when i made my usual turn. my face met quite well with a wall. left a pretty bruise on my nose too.

"Ack! what the hell?!"

y usual words spoken in the usual pissed off way. I winced a little and turned to see the room on the opposite wall. decided I'd best just shake it off as jitters from just waking up. I walked into the room head lowered catching my breath as I moved to the professor.

"Sorry I'm late sir..."

I said still obviously tired. I noticed... or actually didn't notice something out of the corner of my eye... i caught a glimpse of a student and didn't see an aura... I'd never been that off before but, for the moment I put it out of my mind as just that. I was sure i'd see it the second I finished waking up.

Aegir's eyes flickered to the antique clock that hung upon the wall as she spoke each syllable drawn into his brain as she had spoken to him as images had swept upon him unbridled as he recounted the first time that he had met Michael. He could not help but form a small grin upon his lips as he regarded her in his illusionary form, this one being Professor Straub the calculus professor.

His face had been adorned with thick spectacles while his hair had been the deepest shade of brown ending in waves at his shoulders. He had not been a good looking man being a little plump in the middle from feasting too much on desserts.

"No problem at all," he stated off handedly as his gaze turned towards Michael with a rather weak smile up turning his lips as he addressed her. For a moment his mind had flashed remembering what he had encountered within her before though chancing upon her in realitive solitude he had nothing to go on by the auras having not dug that deeply into her mind. Of course he knew that now as her inability to pick up auras lingered on her mind.

Aegir had thought about transforming his illusion to compensate for this though he felt that he was too inexperienced with illusions to properly pull it off without alerting her more to his presence.

But do in part to his compound mind he had been able to already go to work as he had pressed the door closed through his telekinesis. Cutting off the obvious avenue of escape his eyes quickly flicker to the windows as he gauged if to do something similar to them but decided against it as he gazed back at her.

Being on the third floor did have it's advantages and while that hadn't been too much of a hindrance to him it could be a great hurdle for a human to overcome.

"Take your seat so that we can begin," his arms had gone to his chest folding across them, his brown eyes surveying the situation or rather lack of one.

my seat as usual was at the front of the class, I took it without a word. Honestly I had to say I was a bit bothered now seeing the students around me with no aura yet, the man at the front of the room... I saw clear as day and it was the aura I usually saw around people hiding something but, there had never been a teacher here I didn't see that aura around.

Didn't know didn't care back then. Alright I was a dumb ass back then and I admit it, but lets move on.

I calmly sat not aware of the locking door or that this wasn't the right room and that he wasn't a teacher. I just sat there listening for now.

"Alright, let's begin," he gazed once more at the clock then over the cllass in genera.

It had seemed that she had her own means of reading things as she had been bothered that she couldn't read any of the other students.He thought that maybe he could trick her mind in believing a falsehood but had remembered her psionic gifting and that such tampering with her mind was likely to be detected. Experience had told him this as he rounded his desk with a stack of papers in his hand passing each out to the front row of students as he quickly counted the students in each row so that he knew how many papers to hand out indenting that those in the front would pass them back.

"Pop quiz," he stated to the collective groan of his illusionary students. He counted out again when getting to Michael;s row. Six, he took out six papers to rest in Michael;s grasp, his own fingers brushing against hers as he had hand them out, eyes gazing at her's as if in a strange sort of recognition as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Breathing had seemed to halt in that moment as he found himself holding his breath. He stood there for a second or so longer than expected before moving on to pass out the remainder of the test papers, his mind still reaching out towards her to skim her surface thoughts though no deeper at the time incase that had proved to alert her of his presence.

A pop quiz??? Professor Ardent never gave pop quizzes... he had promised never to give them the first day of class... I had liked this professor to be honest... so I didn't say anything even if I had been disappointed by the turn of events. And that, at the moment was on the tip of my mind.

I just simply took the paper and passed it back sighing a little bit as I looked over the paper for a few moments seeing nothing odd about the test, seemed easy enough anyway though the subject matter seemed a bit off for some reason.

"Uhmmm Professor, Could you possibly tell me what the reasoning behind this quiz is? it looks a bit older than the work we've been doing."

"To simply reinforce what you may ... or may not .... have learned over the past few months," his eyes had slid to Michael as he leaned up nonchalantly against his desk, arms folded against his chest as he did so. He took all the information from her mind as he glanced in her direction, a bright smile upon his lips as he had done so.

"It's open book any way, graded on a curve. I've got to ensure that your all ready for the midterm and this little quiz will show me where to focus my attention for future lessons. That is the reason behind matters, if that makes sense at all."

He punctuated his words with another smile that had graced his lips knowing full well that he would wait until she had been immersed in her intellectual pursuits before striking, his eyes flowing to the clock as if it held some important significance to him before his gaze flowed back to her.

I guess his reasons were good enough. I shrugged gently looking down at the test though it was obvious my mind was elsewhere, even if he couldn't read minds. it was mostly disappointment in the professor... I liked the guy so much... it kind of hurt for him to break his word. course how was I going to know he took the day off?

Either way My focus was off of the class proper as I breezed through the test... I paid attention to his class more than most of them, the other teachers didn't have his flair and talent for teaching.

Aegir let time melt away a bit. Though he could read her surface thoughts he had not tried to sink into her head any further thinking, nay knowing, that such pilfering would gather her attention. He did find himself drifting over to Michael's desk as she finished the test, keen eyes noting that her pencil had been laid flat on the table.

He walked towards her, burrowed form covering his skin, hands falling upon the smooth surface of her desk.

"Finished?" he asked his eyes making contact with her as he set a small smile upon her prior to taking up the examination in his hands as he pretended to look over her answers. His eyes had scrolled through some of the text before looking over the edge of the paper at her again.

He smiled again, his eyes tracing over her as he did so, his mind scrubbing out all his illusions save for the room,and the desk that she had sat at. His own form melting away into nothingness until his true familiar sight had been revealed, mauve flesh greeting her eyes while various tentacles had rushed at her to keep her isolated where she had been.

Hello again, Michael. He uttered those words into his mind through the use of telepathy.

"Uhm yes I am Professor."

I smiled back to him and looked down quietly to my desk to think. out of the cornet of my eye i noticed that the students there were gone...

"Where did the girls go Professor Ar..."

I looked up eyes wide as a familiar figure was there, before I could even react tentacles sat around me though didn't yet touch me it seemed. I grit my teeth as I heard the familiar words in my head.

"What the fuck did you do with Professor Ardent?!"

I growled; alright so I had a crush on the guy... he was pretty good looking... the real ardent I mean not Aegir...

I haven't done anything to your precious proffesor.

Tentacles fanned out across the floor about her desk like a writhing mass. White eyes regarded her for a moment as he slithered across the floor towards her, mouth tendrils twitch as he did so.

He dipped his head slightly as he let her visage flow into his mind as if taking her in for the first time. Of course he had liked what he saw, though there had been no sense relaying that to her. He reached into her mind, his eyes widening somewhat as he understood about Professor Ardent.

But his gaze relaxed against her as he had lifted a single tentacle, wrapping it leisurely against her ankle as he closed the gap between them. His mind freely flowing against her own, into hers now that it hadn't mattered much if she were alerted by it or not.

You're in the wrong room, or rather the right room depending on your perspective.

He had said this as if explaining himself in a small way.

I glared at the familiar beast that stood before me; I felt the intrusion into my mind's warehouse again... again... I had just reorganized my mind the way I liked it and repaired the various walls he'd torn down last time.

"Get off my ankle! I don't want you to do anything to me again damn it!"

I pulled my ankle back from the tentacle once before It wrapped around my leg. I couldn't stand the thought... and I wished me meeting this thing before had been a dream!

"Why the fuck are you bothering me again?!"

His mouth tendrils wriggled as he drank in both her words and her thoughts, feeling her tug away at the tentacle that had grabbed a hold of her ankle though it hadn't been long before he had reattached it there. His telepathic message had been delicately "spoken" into her mind, his tall body halting as a hand caressed down her cheek though he had been obviously expecting a rebuff of sorts, another tentacle caressing her thigh as it smoothed against the bottom of her skirt and yet another slipping beneath the soft fabric only to find the barrier of cotton panties as he softly rubbed against the hem of it.

Isn't it obvious? No, well I don't think it would be. I ... I ... hmm, well let's just say you are a favorite of mine and leave it at that shall we? Yes, a favorite.

He used his telekinetic touch to fan down her blouse even going so far as to unbutton an occasional button or two with his very mind. Mouth tendrils wriggling frantically as the musky scent of his pheremones filled the air, and while they had been harmless to humans he found himself releasing them on a subconscious level

White eyes drifted down to her blouse as his keen eyes took in the occasional view of flesh that had been unleashed before his watchful eyes, Eyes that seemed to glitter like a child's when they had been caught up in a candy store.

He drew away one of his last illusions causing the desk to vanish, his tentacles streaking toward her to both cushion her fall and some had been intent on restraining her.

Just because we don't want something, Copper, doesn't me it doesn't befall us.

I grit my teeth as I watched the occasional button open on my blouse; though not much was revealed, I wore a thick white t-shirt under it... didn't want people to notice I was wearing a black bra, as for the panties, well I wore tight shorts over them though they were skin tight so I doubted he could tell the difference.

I shrieked in surprise as the desk disappeared out from under me, only to find I landed on his tentacles... I didn't even have a chance to move before I was restrained unable to move at all.

"This is just disgusting! why rape the students? why rape humans at all? I'm sure there's gotta be a planet of beautiful nympho sex fiends or something that would just love to have sex daily! why not go look for that?"

I was sure something like that had to exist somewhere... i mean with billions of planets I doubted humans liked sex the most out of every possible form of life out there.

This tentacles coiled about her wrists and ankles as his eyes pooled down her blouse seeing the white fabric of the shirt she wore beneath. He could feel the warmth of her flesh against him as he reflected upon her words. She had been right about a planet being out there full of beings though he himself had never been there, he had imagined that such a place existed.

But searching out that world would be like looking for a needle in a galactic haystack. He had records of earth from his people, and later Shokushu, so finding such a place could take years and he had to ensure factors like if he could breathe in the atmosphere. In short it would have been a lot of work for a possibility. A possibility that may not even exist.

He drew her up from the floor, tentacles holding her in place as one of them slipped beneath her skirt only to encounter the shorts she wore.

To difficult for a possibility that may not even exist. Besides, look at me ... it's not as if any human would want to deal with me of their own violation.

One tentacle lifted to grab hold of her blouse, bunching it up beneath the very spot that he grabbed near her collar. as he tore down the front of the blouse, hearing the ripping sound of the fabric as he peeled it away with the strength in that appendage.