Playing Hookie [Hyper]

This was taking way too long, Envy thought to himself. Envy was expectinf something interesting but Mz'sid just stood there like nothing. The fire was near consuming him entirely but there was nothing happening. Envy stood there with a disinterested face. "Wow, so you really don't burn, do you?"

Envy sighed heavily. That was pointless, he thought. Envy stared at the drow for a full ten seconds watching his clothes just burn off before he finally acknowledged one fact he overlooked. Cloth had always been a fire hazard. Shit.

For a moment, he blanked out. How did he forget?? To no surprise, Envy didn't even move a muscle. He just stood there watching as the fire reduced Mz'sid's clothes to dust.

"Let me guess, you weren't expecting a demon halfing would try to burn you today... did you?"

"Figures."

Envy should have guessed that would be the case. No one really expects to get burned everyday unless they receive a death threat or something. Ah, life outside of house confinement is so unpredictable, he forgets there was no script that everyone follows. It took a while, too, before it occurred to him that he had been staring at Mz'sid's body for longer than he should.

"Which means... you probably don't have anything else but the clothes you have right now, that'll turn to dust in a matter of minutes, right...?" Envy slowly cast her gaze aside. He could feel the awkwardness grow while the fire slowly died. There were so many things he tended to overlook when he got too excited, he realized. Ah, this was bad. Not for him, but the other guy.

Envy looked at the crack in the window to see it wasn't even dark out yet. Damn it. Envy cracked a wry grin before turning to Mz'sid. "Well now. How do we deal with you? The sun hasn't set, classes aren't done yet and I'm pretty sure you can't get out in..." a beat, "well...that."

He took another few seconds before he reached his hands into his pockets and found he had his Swiss knife inside. "...You did say you were everything proof, right?" Might as well make the most of the time while he had this golden opportunity.

"Well, then I guess I don't have a reason to care."

Envy looked at him without batting an eye. Gone out in less? Living the wild life. How much did Envy miss after having been locked up? He didn't try to think too much into it. All he knew was that going out in the nude wasn't socially acceptable. But here they were and he just burned his clothes into ashes. He had no regrets though. At least he had discovered vodka really needed to be heated up for it to actually ignite like when his mom used to make those kind of food. He made a mental note of that the next time he wanted to burn someone (Mz'sid specifically).

He walked to Mz'sid with measured steps. "At least I know now that you don't burn in fire," he stated, his hand still on the swiss knife in his pocket. Should he? The guy just affirmed his being 'everything-proof' and all. Envy stood in front of him, "Don't take it personally."

Envy didn't leave any moment for Ms'zid to respond as pulled out the knife already folded out and dug the blade onto the drow's shoulder with a sudden force that could have knocked anyone down.

That was everything of the strength Envy could muster but the blade didn't even cut as deep through Sid's skin. The blade wasn't even that long enough and only about half dug into the drow's flesh. Impressive, Envy thought. Sid wasn't even bleeding and that was another thing to note. Envy had the element of surprise on his side, and it was likely that Sid had his guard down. If Envy had told him earlier though, it was possible that the blade wouldn't have dug as deep as it was now because , holy crap this guy was tough and he could just feel it from the handle.

God damn, man! You think you could warn someone before you stab them?!

Envy didn't move. "I'm pretty sure robbers don't give any warnings, so why should I?" He had a point but if this 'experiment' was in any way consensual, Sid had the right to know beforehand. "Besides, I like not telling people things."

For the entire time, Envy was trying to focus his gaze on Sid's face and nowhere else. But at this point, he didn't even need to look anywhere else. It was written all over Sid's face that he was literally turned on by what Envy had been doing to him. Envy, on the other hand, was enjoying getting that kind of reaction from him. And he wanted to see more of it.

Envy closed the distance between them, the smell of vodka that had burnt up haunting his senses. He tugged the blade deeper onto Sid's shoulder, enough to make him feel the blade under his skin, "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"That's true, but you're not exactly robbing me here so I don't see why you couldn't have given me a little warning..."

"I may or may not be doing something like that, but who can ever say that, right?" Envy replied vaguely. He didn't intend for it have any meaning but it wasn't like it mattered completely for Envy that that moment--Having to look at that gratified look on his face and to listen to Sid's groans and silent hisses, Envy had to breathe in a bit to compose his thoughts that was starting to get a bit out of hand.

Envy stared down Sid as he slid just a bit, a condescending smirk making its way to Envy's face. "I'm a bit surprised," Envy said, his tone a little higher than usual. He wasn't actually sure himself but seeing Sid so pleased from the pain was giving him signals he wasn't particularly familiar with. But it wasn't bad, no, in fact it wasn't enough. Envy's line of thinking was slowly slipping out of his control.

Leaning closer, Envy pinned him further to the wall as he added more pressure onto Sid's shoulder. "You're a strange one, aren't you?" he whispered in Sid's ear with a soft growl. Envy twisted the knife on Sid's shoulder with a jerk, trying to get another groan from the drow. He wanted to hear it again. "This is starting make you look pretty pathetic."