10-27-2014, 12:06 AM
Ekan sat uncomfortably at the end of the classroom closest to the door, fuming a bit from Koa’s peacock comment, knowing, or at least believing, that it was directed towards him, ‘Jealousies. Jealousies always mock the confessions of Love.’ He huffed, not liking the hot feeling in his chest that the male creature gave him, having taken offense as well to being called a human. He forced his thoughts to instead focus on his love object. He saw her the way a mere mortal would see a goddess, absolute perfection. Of course, he had seen the same thing in many other girls, both in Aurea and on the surface. He knew that because of his wandering affections many considered him nothing more than a pompous ass, only interested in receiving and then abandoning the attentions of the girls he pursued in some sort of self-important love game he was playing, but he was indeed genuine in his emotions. He just didn’t know how to show people he was genuine without his tendency towards flamboyance falsely affirming their suspicions about his motives. Love was a grand thing, so he chose to make grand gestures, and it was fickle, like the face of the sea, as he often was. He didn’t understand how surface dwellers could assume that love would be ever-present and unchanging when love was born of people, and people themselves were constantly changing.
This time his love belonged to Aysel, he was sure of it. He did not know her very well on a personal level, but it was the custom of the Mari to use the search for Alter to make friends. It was not hatred that bloomed between a couple whose love did not pan out, they understood that some things were just not meant to be, and created a bond of friendship instead. They did not separate romantically because they hated one another, they did so because they did not feel as though their search was over. The same could not be said of the men and women he encountered on the surface. If you did not feel that your journey ended with them it was considered an insult. He could name off several individuals, girls in particular, that refused to speak to or even look at him because his attentions fell away from his absolute adoration of them in favor of another. He just could not comprehend it all, but still he tried. He had watched Aysel as she dealt with others, and had developed an appreciation for her genuine expression of emotion and curiosity. He liked the way she always seemed so full of life and admired her kind demeanor, it sharply contrasted with the angst and ignorant vanity he saw in many of the students or other people around their age.
As his thoughts continued on the nature of love and the confusion he felt towards surface relationships, he felt a soft vibration come from his pocket. He pulled a small phone from his pants, a simple one that his surface family had taught him to use, and saw that he had a new message. “I wonder if you could do me a favor” It was from his mentor, well, not exactly from her but from her assistant, as Blindfold had no eyes and couldn’t text. “I ask that you retrieve two students for me when your class has ended, perhaps sooner if your instructor allows it. Their presence is required for a disciplinary trial. Both Koa Rashid, in room 331, and Eliseo Tyrell, currently in holo-training, must be present for events to continue smoothly.” Ekan sighed, and slipped the device back into his pocket. He was always playing errand boy for his mentor, whose main duties at the school focused on foreseeing the outcomes of certain committee decisions, a position he was supposed to take up once his abilities had been polished. He supposed their presence was required for a favorable outcome that his mentor had seen, otherwise her visions of the future might change for the worst. He was slightly irritated that his mission was to retrieve someone with which he was slightly irritated, but he never questioned her authority on matters that affected the future of others.
Not wanting to wait until the end of class to excuse himself, he raised his hand and requested an official leave. “I must take Mr. Rashid with me as well.” He said, his voice changing from its previous operatic tone to one more serious and businesslike. He was of course granted his request, as Instructors were required by rule to allow mentors full control of the students that were under them, regardless of inconveniences to themselves. He nodded a respectful ‘thank-you’ and stood. He stepped just outside of the classroom, glancing over at Koa to make sure he had heard the request and was following. He gave a softer look to Aysel, grinning a bit when he noticed that his giftbox had been opened. It did not matter to him whether she agreed to the pairing or not, of course there would be some pain from the rejection, he was simply glad that she was enjoying his gift. He knew that it more than likely would not end up in a garbage can somewhere, like some of the other gifts he had given. ‘Surface people...perhaps they hide their emotions because most of them do not respect the feelings of others.’ The image of one female in particular that he had courted came to mind. ‘Wonderfully beautiful and popular, but kindness was not her strong suit. She would have been perfect if it were otherwise.’
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