Snippet #2180862

How cute. The male was an angry one. Cuspin winced slightly as voices were raised in his hearing field, too much amplification, and withdrew slightly. He could hear that conversation just fine without any hassle. The lad defended the female, and the other humans turned to insulting him instead. He seemed to take it better that the female though, he just shot back retorts with crude human slang until the teacher, apparently the final authority on the matter, yelled at him to cease. This was a very loud classroom. It had been a long time since Cuspin had been in one of these to hunt prey, and even then they'd been smaller and more sedate, it seemed. This was loud and just a bit crazy. It was very saturated with vivid energy, and the daemon couldn't decide whether he liked it or not.

When the target's conversation waxed soft again, Cuspin realized that he'd been forgetting himself and he was starting to grow blurry around the edges. Oops, he needed to do a better job at that. Ever since he was young he'd had terrible problems keeping up so many magics at once. He occupied himself for a moment with sharpening his own visage, and when he looked back up from making sure his hands were perfectly human he was surprised to see the female walk right past him on her way to the teacher. He resisted making any contact with her verbal or other wise, but continued to stare at her back as she spoke with the older male human. A little pink thing suddenly tore through the air and hit her thigh right at the place were a small rip exposed some of her soft delectable looking skin.

Cuspin covered his face for a moment as the girl walked back to her seat. He really needed to stop himself from thinking about food, he was going to go stark raving mad if he kept that up. And that would ruin his whole plan and he'd have to find a new place to live. One where they weren't on the look out for someone who'd murdered an entire classroom of adolescent humans and made some attempt to devour the remains.

Yeah, that wasn't a very good idea.

The currently dark haired daemon shifted in his seat, the plastic was uncomfortable under him, how could these humans enjoy sitting on them at all? At a better vantage point to stare unabashedly at his targets, yellow eyes flicked over the face of the male, and for the first time he noticed what the two had been teasing him about. He had mismatched eyes, and only one of them looked to be in working condition. Huh. Why would they tease him about that? He was delightfully unique, just like the girl, but in a different way. It made him striking. But perhaps it was a key for him. A key for both of them. Neither looked happy with their uniqueness, so he needed to provide a way for them to assimilate with the rest of the group. But how to do that?

his head tipped slightly to one side, Cuspin's eyes narrowed as if he could stare into the mind of the male human and search out what exactly he needed to do. Long forgotten was the human etiquette of not staring at people for great lengths of time, but oh well. What he really wanted to do was approach them, but that had the potential to ruin everything if he said or did the wrong thing. The humans were too unpredictable to form any kind of true plan unless it only involved them indirectly. It was one of the funny quirks of humanity. They had no idea what they wanted, they had to real plans, they could barely ever get anything done the way they wanted it done, but they managed to live these amazingly interesting lives, despite the futile aspect of their short time-span.