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[color=f49ac2][i]"I am alright. I see a bigger concern with your scars,"[/i][/color] said Nuna. Nodah allowed a smile, and shook his head. [color=00aeef]"'Tis nothing. Simply a duel with a demon which ended stormily with my flesh singed. But the marks shall heal, I hope."[/color] Head trauma, however, seemed abhorrent to Nodah. He enjoyed having his wits about him, not riddled with light-headedness or headaches.

Nuna gazed at him for several beats, before she herself broke into speech. As she did, Nodah listened, the corners of his lips maintained at their upward tangent. [color=f49ac2][i]"So state what it was you were attempting to say and if you choose accept my offer. Hopefully you do not presume a negative impression of me, unlike others."[/i][/color]

[color=00aeef]"You are entirely too stark,"[/color] Nodah said, whilst a quiet voice within him murmured approval for Nuna's caution, unnecessary though he found it of the present. [color=00aeef]"You have painted a grim picture, with yourself at the stake. It is only the first day."[/color] Though, it did seem the students of Rosewood hadn't appreciated Nuna's advances, any more than Kuroda Daichi had. [color=00aeef]"As for my concern, you needn't find it upsetting, or unusual."[/color] He grinned toothily, the smile making him seem years younger. [color=00aeef]"I enjoy knowing what happens around me, to others. How often we walk by our peers and subordinates, strangers and friends, and forget that each life is equally complex as our own, but rather take for granted that we are the main characters of our stories, singularly three-dimensional.[/color]

[color=00aeef]"You forget, Nuna,"[/color] Nodah continued, chuckling here. [color=00aeef]"Amorous approaches make this one bashful. Pray, take no insult here. You would not wish to bind yourself to me. I was about to offer similar counsel however, that you find a student who would not be averse to your attention. Who would be willing to make a gift of his energy to you, in return for your touch. You'd be less likely to offend the male demographic of our school, and you would both share appreciation for the other. Such idealistic devotion, however, might be hard to come by."[/color] With a sigh, Nodah slid off the cot, the salve tucked away, its healing properties a balm in his pocket. 

[color=00aeef]"I would not presume to know you well, Nuna Mori,"[/color] Nodah said. [color=00aeef]"Enough to name you bane. You are a succubus, and though I met you unpleasantly in the forest, I cannot call you a lesser being, so soon into our acquiantance. Perhaps you would grant me the same benefit of doubt, to consider me no foe of yours - indirect though I may be."[/color] He tilted his head towards the portal. An invitation. His eyes swirled brown, the colour of chocolate, of decadent warmth and quiet fire. As they did, a thrill - addictive, exhilirating - ran through him at this: playing the game. [color=00aeef]"Do you feel well enough for lunch?"[/color]