Around lunchtime, Twist left Silences room. She'd stopped shaking now, but the look of hatred and the fear was still inside her as she moved slowly down to the kitchen, Silence's arm round her waist.
She sat down in the kitchen, at one of the stools, feeling peoples' eyes on her – they'd already heard about Mystique trying to assault one of the students. She glanced up at them and they looked away. She frowned and moved her gaze to Silence instead, letting her eyes roam his beautiful features. A sigh escaped her and he brought her more coffee. "You'll be okay, all right?" he promised her and Twist forced a little smile.
"Yeah...I'll be fine in a bit." she mumbled, startled as the door burst open. She looked up, surprised to see Lucea. Her eyes were flaming purple. Twist cringed and looked away.
"TWIST! Do you listen to a word I say?!!" Lucea started, going into full throttle angry mode. She felt Silence's grip tighten on her, as anger flowed from him. "I TOLD you not to go out alone, so did Xavier so what do you do?!" Suddenly she was cut short, unable to speak.
Twist looked at Silence. He was glaring at her with anger ridden eyes, piercing. "You'd do best to go, now." Silence told Lucea, who looked furious. The kitchen shook for a moment before the hot-headed purple haired girl spun on her heel, whirling from the room.
"Thank-you." Twist mumbled, clutching at him. He held her on his lap, hugging her tightly.
"It's okay, baby." he mumbled into her hair, whispering more soothing words as the kitchen emptied, and four girls entered.
"Twist? Are you are okay?" came a concerned voice, and she looked up to face multi-coloured eyes. She nodded, glancing at Chiara, Yuako and Alyx.
"She's shaken, is all." Silence told them and Alyx gave Chiara a raised-eyebrows look.
"Uh...I'm going to lie down for a bit, okay?" she told Silence, pressing a kiss against his lips. "I'll talk to you later. She walked upstairs, still feeling shaky. She walked straight pass the door to her room, continued to the metal staircase she'd found a week ago.
She ascended it, step by step until she opened a fire door, seeing a gravel topped roof. She let out a breathy sigh. This was where Twist preferred to be, high up. She looked up at the now cloudless sky, stretching her arms out, she spun round, the wind whirling with her as she revolved on a central point until...
"Twist? What're you doing?" She cringed and turned to face that she recognized and cringed.
"Chiara. Hi." she mumbled, stopped.
"Umn...Twist? Do you realise that you were umn...Floating?" Chiara told her, shivering and chewing her lip. "And how can you stand the f'kin' cold out here?" she exclaimed, stamping her feet.
"Uh...it's not cold." she mumbled, struck by her first comment. "Floating? I think you've been taking too many drugs, Chiara..." she mumbled, looking out over the surrounding areas.
"Nu-uh. You were...Do it again." Chiara commanded.
Twist stood still for a moment. "How?"
"I dunno." she shrugged. ? But not too hard – I don't wanna be blown of the roof or some shit..." she mumbled and received a joking glare from Twist.
Twist closed her eyes and let the wind slip round her slim body again, moulding her clothes to fit the outline of her body Then she felt the ground slip away beneath her feet, certainly a strange sensation as she hovered in the air.
"Oh my." she mumbled, opening her eyes and looking down at the rooftop, and then Chiara. "Heh." she mumbled, losing concentrating and falling, slamming into the ceiling.
Chiara suppressed a giggle and helped her up. "That's cool."
"Could be useful." she said with a shrug. "What're you doing up here anyway?" she asked, watching Chiara pass a spark between her index fingers.
"I come up here to think. You stole my thinking place." she stuck her tongue out and Twist smiled. "I'll go now...I really do need a sleep." she mumbled, smiling to Chiara as she moved towards the stairs and descended.
Downstairs she started to wander back to her own room, now having a good idea where all the rooms and dorms were in the building, she took a longer way back through the carpeted maze of neatly furnished corridors, ending up at her and Alyx's room.
She paused, hearing voices from inside, and then opened the door, seeing Alyx smiling at a girl who was seated on a new bed, under the window.
"Who the hell is that?!" Twist demanded of Alyx, eyes wide at the new girl. Right before her eyes, the girls hair lengthened and lightened, now longish and a dirty blond, once brown eyes now blue. She frowned, remembering how Mystique had easily slipped from person to person, and stepped back.
"I'm Catherine Wood, you must be Twist. Alyx told me you were the other room mate." she offered her hand and a friendly smile.
"No. This is my room. You are the roommate." she told her, turning and leaving. She didn't want to sleep in the room with that girl tonight. Frowning, she spotted Silence's door and moved towards the end of the corridor, slipping inside.
His bed was large and unoccupied, neatly made with dark green duvet covers. She smiled and stripped her clothes off, leaving her standing in only her underwear before pulling on an old and over sized t-shirt of his, then tugging back the thick sheets and sliding in.
Later that evening, Silence entered to find his Feannan sleeping peacefully in his bed, wearing no other but his shirt. Grinning and shaking his head, he changed into sweatpants and lay down next to her. He put his arms round her, softly guiding her towards him, and kissing her forehead.
"G'night Feannan." he whispered, holding her tight.
Note: My god, I'm on a roll tonight. A nice long chapter. WHOO! Heh. Review me friends.
Breif disclaimer: Catherine Wood, Cat, is SnakeEyesHannah's character. The lucky thing.