Thomas' door was shut tightly, all noise from it having been soundproofed by the room's owner. He threw his desk against the wall, clearly angered by something, but not making it clear what was making him so angry. After the desk hit the wall, it's legs came off, leaving just the actual desk part still intact. The boy exhaled deeply, rolling his eyes at the desk before grabbing it and trying to put it back together.
"Bien sûr, qu'Alexis devait revenir de tout le monde!" Thomas started rambling in a different language as he went to work. "Gah, comment suis-je censé faire quelque chose si elle est là? Elle et sa stupide chance, ça gâche tout. J'ai besoin de me débarrasser d'elle à nouveau, mais comment? Les gens l'aiment plus maintenant ... la plupart des enfants sans épines ici n'essaieront même pas de trahir quelqu'un comme moi. Mais je me demande qui l'a informée de mes plans ... qui pourrait-il être, hm? Peu importe qui, ils sont dans un monde de douleur ... Alexis n'obtiendrait aucun livre sur la façon de surprendre un meurtrier en flagrant délit si elle n'avait personne pour lui dire de le faire. Meurtrier, psh. Je ne suis rien du tout, comment ose-t-elle penser ça de moi? Juste parce que j'ai des projets qu'elle ne comprend pas."
(Of course Alexis had to come back from everyone! Gah, how am I supposed to do something if she's around? Her and her stupid luck ruin everything. I need to get rid of her again, but how? People love her more now...most of the thornless kids here won't even try to betray someone like me. But I wonder who informed her of my plans...who could it be, hm? No matter who, they are in a world of pain...Alexis wouldn't get any books on how to catch a criminal red-handed if she had no one to tell him to do it. Criminal, psh. That's disgraceful, to call me that. How dare she think that about me? Just because I have plans that she doesn't understand doesn't mean she can brand me a criminal.)
Finally, he managed to get his desk back together, letting out a sigh as he sat down on his bed, tossing his device to the side. He glared at the German book that she had gotten from the library.
"С кем ты работаешь, Алексис? Хм? Может, тот Дэмиен пытается отомстить мне? Или, возможно, это кто-то другой, о чем никто бы не подозревал, например, Тейлор. А может быть..."
(Who do you work with, Alexis? Hmm? Maybe that Damien is trying to get revenge on me? Or perhaps it is someone else that no one would have suspected, such as Taylor. Maybe...)
He turned to look at his device, smiling directly at the camera.
"Привет, Николас!"
(Hello, Nicolás!)
He cackled to himself, unable to contain the laughter that was spilling.
"Stupido, stupido, idiota! Pensi seriamente di potermi battere in astuzia con la tua conoscenza un po '... pratica? Folle! Sono il fottuto genio qui, chiariamolo! Non riuscirai mai a fare quel passo avanti a me che stai cercando di ottenere, nonostante l'uso di questa tua ... pedina. Se ne andrà abbastanza presto, aspetta! E poi ... quando tutto questo sarà finito, verrò a prenderti!"
(Dumb, stupid, idiotic! You seriously think you could outsmart me with your somewhat...practical knowledge? Foolish! I'm the f #$%$g genius here, let's make that clear! You'll never get that one step ahead of me that you're trying to achieve, despite the use of this...pawn of yours. She'll be gone soon enough, just you wait! And then...when this is over, I'll come for you!)
He continued to cackle maniacally, flipping the hair in front of his left eye back to show a red eye, starkly mismatching his blue one. He stared at the device with that creepy smile on his face, refusing to drop it.
"You see...I can't be beat by somebody like you! Not you, not Alexis, not even Chris can stop me from finishing my job! Now...if you know what's best for you, I'd hire yourself some protection. It'll save you a couple minutes before I pummel you into the dirt. But, thank you for your creation...it's been helping me oh, so dearly! Goodbye Nicolás, I hope you've enjoyed your little game here...because it's over now."