Desire smiled a bit as Mihael attempted to lighten the mood by making a joke about people calling him 'Father Time' back where he was from. She couldn't help but feel relieved that he wasn't laying on the flattery as much as before and she found herself slowly warming up to him. She watched as he pointed to the old cafeteria lady and with a flick of his wrist sent her dishing out slop at an alarming rate, another flick and she was working at a snails pace. The groans of the students were audible even from the distance they were sitting and Dess couldn't help but laugh. Then, when Desire didn't think there was anything more that he could do, Mihael wound his index finger counter-clockwise and she watched as years shed from the woman leaving her looking young and youthful, not much older than most of the students.
Desire turned back to Mihael with her eyes wide to see that he was grinning at her. "The flow of time is at my command. Pretty cool, isn't it?"
"I.. wow, yeah. That was amazing." She admitted, feeling at a loss for words.
He shoveled another scoop of 'food' into his mouth and continued: "I've shown you what I can do. I would very much like it if you would tell me what you are capable of, though. I like learning about those around me. What they can do. I'm a very curious friend indeed."
Friend. Was that what they were? They had only known each other for a few minutes, but she supposed there was nobody else who was better qualified at the moment considering he was the only person that Dess had the chance to meet so far. She shrugged modestly, "I can control blood." Desire stated casually. She had known about her powers for almost her whole life and had plenty of time to learn to control them. At home, her and her mother talked about it as though it was any other topic so the words came easily to her.
"Do you see these?" Dess held up her hands and displayed the red and black snake eye markings on her palms. "I was born with these. When I run my fingers across the irises, they open up." She demonstrated on her right hand and a trickle of blood ran from the slit. Desire's eyes went from pink to glowing red and her pupils thinned to slits. With a thought, the trickle became a flow and the blood shaped itself into the shape of a dagger that she brought down hard on the tray, splitting it right in half. A few students turned and looked, but the only worker -the cafeteria lady- was still too busy admiring herself to yell at Dess. She opened up her hand and willed the blood to return to her body and then sent a small smile towards Mihael. "I can bend it to my will. Not just my own blood, but others', too." She pointed back towards the cafeteria lady and then concentrated on the flow of her blood. When she made the connection, she brought her hand up in a swift motion and the cafeteria lady's arm jerked up as if on its own accord and slapped herself in the face.