"That's a cop-out answer if I've ever heard one," Jett snorted. He watched her while she breathed in and out. Slow, to calm herself. He knew that breath. Though, Jett had only ever used it to calm rage and not fear. When was the last time he had felt scared? He couldn't recall. It was unimportant for now. "I don't think your balancing act is working. Can't stand in the middle, Versa, you have to pick a side, or you'll have neither.
"What made you decide to study psychology? Usually, it's something terrible. You seem like the type of person who makes bad choices, so what kind of mess are you in? And don't tell me there isn't one because I know there is. There's always something with your type."
Oddly, Jett didn't feel link hurting Versa right then. He had, sure, but that had changed. Now he was curious. Jett had always liked analyzing patterns and people; there was a sameness about the two subjects people often overlooked, because people liked to believe there was nothing in the world like them. They were unique and unpredictable. Ha. Cute.
Versailles looked at Jett, slightly confused about his question. Why had she joined psychology? Why was Jett all of a sudden so sincere about it? It wasn't like she actually mattered to him.
"I'm not, really. Psychology is a minor, something I took to keep myself busy. My real focus is in Forensic sciences. And yes, there is a story behind that, however I won't tell you that. I'm sure you could find out on your own with enough digging through the Internet."
Versailles eyed Jett. In truth, he could probably find the lab itself on the deep web. That was a scary thought. Maybe it would be better to not send him looking.
"Science runs in the family, is all."
"I'm not, really. Psychology is a minor, something I took to keep myself busy. My real focus is in Forensic sciences. And yes, there is a story behind that, however I won't tell you that. I'm sure you could find out on your own with enough digging through the Internet."
Versailles eyed Jett. In truth, he could probably find the lab itself on the deep web. That was a scary thought. Maybe it would be better to not send him looking.
"Science runs in the family, is all."
"I probably could," Jett said to her theory that he could find out about her past. If he couldn't, Toby surely would for him. Jett used the deep web, though mostly for illegal activities (like plenty of people, ha!).
"Science runs in the family," Jett repeated. Okay, he was somewhat interested. Mind you, not enough to give anything worthwhile up, but Jett had always liked games and taking things he was told he couldn't have.
"Okay, okay. Here's a deal. If I answer any question you have in detail, you tell me about what made you want to get into forensic science. It must be interesting. Murder is probably involved, right? God, I hope so. Everything is always so much more fun when murder is involved."
"Murder would have made it a lot simpler. It's just been a mess of paperwork and customs. Trying to decide who gets jurisdiction. They probably still haven't sorted everything out. Wouldn't suprise me if someone was still trying to find me."
Versailles leaned against the tree and looked away, clearly not willing to say anything else on the matter. The fox-girl wasn't willing to make eye contact anymore, not even to speak with the man. She stayed there, ignoring Jett until she was ready to speak agian.
"It would be best if you just searched my history. Forensics was a choice revolving around that. I hope you can read russian...? I know some of it is in french but not much."
Versailles leaned against the tree and looked away, clearly not willing to say anything else on the matter. The fox-girl wasn't willing to make eye contact anymore, not even to speak with the man. She stayed there, ignoring Jett until she was ready to speak agian.
"It would be best if you just searched my history. Forensics was a choice revolving around that. I hope you can read russian...? I know some of it is in french but not much."
"I can't read Russian," Jett admitted. He took note that Versa wouldn't meet his eyes. If his anger hadn't already calmed, that would have helped cool it. "Besides, just looking you up is so clinical. I want a passionate story. I want to hear it from you. How do you feel about it? How do you see it? How you tell the story is as important as what the facts are, you see?" He reached over to tilt her chin and have her look at him again, then gave her a gentle little smile.
Versailles sighed, knowing he probably wouldn't stop bothering her about it. It wasn't something she was willing to tell. If he'd already known, she may have discussed it, but starting from the beginning... God, she didn't even know where it started.
When Jett lifted Versailles chin he could see she was clearly upset about this. That regardless of how much kindness he showed she still wouldn't open up. At least, she hoped he got the message.
"I don't like talking about it Jett. Most of my classmates don't even know that I can't hear them. Please, just drop it. Did you need anything else or can I go back to my dorm now? "
When Jett lifted Versailles chin he could see she was clearly upset about this. That regardless of how much kindness he showed she still wouldn't open up. At least, she hoped he got the message.
"I don't like talking about it Jett. Most of my classmates don't even know that I can't hear them. Please, just drop it. Did you need anything else or can I go back to my dorm now? "
Jett was hardly being nice. Oh, he so rarely was. He understood the message clear as day, but Jett didn't care. That was always the thing. He was apathetic. Indifferent and distractable; lead by his whims.
But, oh boy was he distracted right now. Okay, fuck the confessions, Jett could find out all about those later. For now, he leaned closer and kissed the little vixen. It wasn't particularly gentle, and he leaned his body into the action to further put weight behind it.
When pulling back from the kiss, Jett kept his face close to hers, close enough to feel the warmth of her body or the way she was breathing. She tasted sweet, and she was very soft. Jett liked soft girls. "Consider it dropped."
Feel free to have Versa do something not to be kissed if you want. This is just what happens if she is.
Versailles didn't know how to react to that. She lifted her hands to try and push Jett away, but she clearly didn't have enough strength for that. All she succeeded in doing was bracing her arms between him and the tree. A rock and a hard spot.
Versailles stopped fighting. She gave up on trying to get away and just let it happen, standing as still as the tree behind her. She wasn't sure if doing that would encourage him to try harder or dissuade him from doing anything else, but it was the better option considering he was a lot stronger than her.
When he finally pulled away, Versailles went limp, falling to her knees if Jett didn't catch her. As much as she hated him, she could see why Jeong and Toby had that kind of friendship with him. A mumbled string of russian curses were the only response Jett would get from her for quite some time.
Versailles stopped fighting. She gave up on trying to get away and just let it happen, standing as still as the tree behind her. She wasn't sure if doing that would encourage him to try harder or dissuade him from doing anything else, but it was the better option considering he was a lot stronger than her.
When he finally pulled away, Versailles went limp, falling to her knees if Jett didn't catch her. As much as she hated him, she could see why Jeong and Toby had that kind of friendship with him. A mumbled string of russian curses were the only response Jett would get from her for quite some time.
Jett caught her, of course. He was a little too close not to do so without her awkwardly hitting him. So he just held her, placing her head on his chest and grinning the whole while. It might have been comforting if not for his being the antagonist and the smug air, thick enough to choke on.
"I feel like you're cussing. Are you cussing at me? Because that's obscene, Versa. I'm getting the distinct feeling you didn't want me to kiss you. Hm. I've always been bad at reading the signs. Now, here I was thinking you were sending a signal, a very clear one, that said 'don't let me leave.' Women do that, right?"
Versailles looked up when she felt Jett's chest start vibrating. He clearly had a hard time remembering that she couldn't hear him. She struggled to get her feet back underneath her as he spoke. Her ears twitched with annoyance as she answered him.
"Yes i was cussing at you. What else did you expect? I did Not ask you to kiss me in anyway, nor did I want you to. If I had been flirting it would have been a hell of a lot more obvious. Yes women do the whole 'don't let me leave' thing, and men do it too, but not me. I really just want to get back to my room so I can take a shower."
"Yes i was cussing at you. What else did you expect? I did Not ask you to kiss me in anyway, nor did I want you to. If I had been flirting it would have been a hell of a lot more obvious. Yes women do the whole 'don't let me leave' thing, and men do it too, but not me. I really just want to get back to my room so I can take a shower."