Violet glares at the guy that yawned. She actually wanted to learn something and it was noticeable that this guy is just going to be a twit. She smiles slyly and presses her hand against the seat of the chair. The shadows that were dancing around her hand slowly flow over the young man. [i]If you're so tired[/i] she thought. [i]Why don't you stay put?[/i] The thin strips of shadow wrap around his arms and legs before solidifying and trapping him to the chair. She smiles and calls the rest of the shadows back to her, putting them in her vial once more.