((Let me know if you mind this horribly, and I can change it. It\'s just so purely December that I can\'t really justify not doing it without your express forbiddence ^^; Just read on. You\'ll see.))
December raised an eyebrow, paying attention even in the middle of his little spell. Did she expect him to waste breath in combat? That would be just what the name implied - a waste. December had better things to focus on than mindless chatter with an impulsive apprentice.
The cait sith watched Tuo fall over, then flip him off and curse at him. He raised another eyebrow; given what she was doing and how she was doing it, she had to be abdicating, but what on earth was she thinking, treating him as such? Had she never heard of manners? Well, no matter. The "arrogant bastard" at the end caused a line of anger to flare up in him again, though. "Arrogant?" he asked softly, his eyes wandering over her face and body in a somewhat clinical way. "It was you who was being arrogant, this night," December continued, speaking half to himself. What punishment, what punishment... It was more difficult to punish apprentices than students. And with this one... December would have to make sure she\'d be less inclined to try something like that again.
December paused. It certainly fed his malicious, mischevous streak, and it would certainly please him. Furthermore, Tuo would probably hate it. It would be a very subtle punishment, and one that almost certainly wouldn\'t get through, though - perhaps he would have to add something on to it. Yes... That would do, December thought, picturing the stack of papers he had to grade. That would be fine. But first...
December was atop the stairway one moment, and immediately in front of Tuo the next. He was already focusing - not entirely, but enough so that it would takejust slightly less than a second - on his eyes when he appeared there. December moved quickly so that he was staring into her eyes, pinning both of her hands gently but firmly. He was prepared, too, should she have another trick up her sleeve - he almost expected it. "Look at me, Tuo," he whispered, the hint of malice and cold amusement in his voice covered up by his eyes.
Those pale yellow orbs had just become the most fascinating thing in the world. Mesmerising as they had been before, they were now utterly enchanting. Now... Now December was using the gift granted to him by his sidhe blood. Now he was charming Tuo into an intense attraction to him, simply because he knew it would be inconvinient for her, and now... now he spoke. Tuo probably didn\'t even know what he\'d done, as their powers were a well-guarded secret in the Sidhe Courts.
"It\'s inexcusable to attack a master, let alone one of your own house. As punishment - and this is a much lighter punishment that you perhaps deserve - you\'re to come to my quarters tomorrow evening." His eyes had long ceased working their magic, and the effort he\'d exerted to speed the process left him a little bit drained. Drained, but not badly. He\'d done much worse to himself in the past. "You\'ll be helping me grade papers. That is all." His breath smelled sweet - like grass, almost. December straightened and backed away two steps. "I\'ll see you tomorrow evening. Goodnight."
And he was gone.