Camp Darkness

Gideon walked into the boys' side of the dorms, intending to pull Luc aside and have a few private words with him while she could, but a distinct rustling from one of the boy's bed chased her from the room. Gideon stood outside the boys dorm and felt her cheeks burn an almost unbearable crimson as her brain finally caught up with her instincts and explained why she'd fled like her life depended on it. It was the early morning hours and her boys all thought the others were asleep. These were teenaged males too, what the hell did she expect? There's only one explanation for that kind of rhythmic russling under a blanket and her night sight was good enough that she knew that he wasn't just scratching an itch.

"Sorry you had to see that." Virgil's quiet voice said and Gideon actually jumped. The thing about startling a Fury though is that her nature bled through during the moments her control laxed and suddenly Virigl was flodded with a momentary brush of the rage she always kept bottled down. Then she cut it off so quickly the empath actually staggered.

"Sorry." Gideon hissed softly, catching the convict as he slumped in the aftermath. With an awkward hobble, she dragged him over to the couch she'd been sleeping on and dumped him in the still warm blankets. "I really have to set down some unofficial house rules." Gideon mumbled as she fussed over the convict in her intake.

"What, unofficial rule number one, no pocket pool?" Virgil snarked and Gideon grinned at him.

 "I'm not going to forbid you guys from yanking on your stress killers. I just don't want to be forcably reminded that I'm working with four boys who have very little control over the fact that they are walking erections." Gideon tried to play off how it had embarassed her. The honest truth was that at this stage in her life, her sexual experiences were probably lacking in the breadth and depth that her intake kids likely had. She wasn't a virgin, but a distinct lack of normal relationship options had rendered her knowledge on the topic pitifully sparse.

"When I feel a strong enough wave of mortification that it wakes me up from sleep, you're not talking me out of believing that you were embarassed to hell and back." Virgil retorted, making Gideon frown at him. She wasn't used to anyone being able to read her, and she definitely wasn't used to people pushing her once she indicated that she didn't want to talk about things. Outside Doctor Cyr, there weren't a whole lot of people, human or portentum, that were willing to risk her possible temper to find out what made the mind behind the monster tick.

"So you know about the Incubus' situation hmm?" Gideon changed the topics, seeming to regain the sense of authority that kept the kids in fear and resentment towards her.

The convict nodded, making a face. " Yeah. Kid had no clue. Thanks for the heads up on that one." he grumbled.

"Excuse me? I didn't think I needed to run one of my kids' sexual orientation passed you." Gideon replied, keeping the anger out of her voice. It was still week one and these little lovely idiots believed that they could beat the system. Go along to get along as it were. That wasn't what Gideon wanted, she wanted them to really start to think and get passed the limitations they've placed on themselves.

Gideon's teeth clenched when suddenly she felt a wave of confused sexual arousal brush passed her and then recoil in fear. The empath had pushed the sensation on her and the Fury in her responded. Gideon lunged across the couch and had her hand wrapped around the boys throat in less than an eyeblink, and jsut as quickly pulled herself away and was on the other side of the room. Virgil was staring at the House Councillor in shock, but Gideon was facing the wall, hands carefully splayed against the cool wall and she was breathing deep, slow breaths.

"I don't feel a damn thing from you right now." Virgil stared at Gideon's back, eyes wide but not from fear. If the empath closed his eyes right now and reached out with his gift, he still wouldn't feel a thing from where Gideon was standing, it was almost like he was alone in the room. "How?" he sounded eager now, coming to stand behind Gideon.

The House Councillor wasn't responding though, she just calmly took another breath in and dropped her hands from the wall. Gideon finally turned to look at the convict and despite his ballsy nature, the empath took a step back. Gideon's eyes had lost their iris and schlera, the entire orb a haunting jet black colour. "You're locked up for stunts like that Convict. I highly recommend that you stop doing it, or I'll have the Doc put a lock on you too. The witch isn't the only one we can make endure that." Gideon warned, seemingly unaware of the weird show her eyes were putting on.

"You really are a Fu_." The empath started to breath the words in soft wonder. But Gideon slapped her hand over his mouth before he could finish the word.

"Don't." Gideon warned, voice flat. There was no threat in her words or body language, in fact Virgil was surprised by the complete lack of emotional response from a FURY! "Don't even think it loudly, you aren't the only brain picker we've got."

"Mpfew ickwt?" Virgil mumbled from under Gideon's hand. She made a face as he inadvertently smooched her palm in the process. "Brain picker?" the convict restated when Gideon took her hand away to wipe it off.

"Someone who can pick your brains, thoughts or emotions." Gideon shrugged. She walked over to the couch and sat down, watching the convict while he fidgeted, no longer comfortable being around her. Just like magic, find out what I really am and poof, suddenly I get lots of personal space. Gideon groused internally, keeping it all locked away so the empath would never pick up on it. "Can you go grab Luc for me and ask him to meet me out here, I won't keep you from going back to sleep for the next 45 minutes." Gideon kept the sigh out of her voice but the convict frowned at her anyways.

"Are you alright?" Virgil asked, feeling strangely excluded and out of the loop because he couldn't just tap in to read her emotional state. He was having to do like everyone else and jsut use the verbal and visual cues Gideon was giving off. He knew she was unhappy and that was it. It made him feel weak and vulnerable because until now, he could read every single person around him, even those that had mental sheilds up.

"Can you go get Luc please, I don't want to see that side of any of my kids." Gideon smiled as she asked, blinking as her eye colour returned to normal.

The convict watched the strange swirl in her eyes fade until they were once again the rather plain blue they'd always been, and then he shrugged and went in to wake up the incubus. Gideon watched as the empath walked away and only slouched once he'd left the room. Just because people had been reacting to her that way her entire life didn't make it any easier. Even having gotten to know Gideon over the last 5 days, Virgil had reacted with fear because he knew what she was. And he didn't even know the really scary parts yet.

Shaking off the self pity that tried to settle on her shoulders like a shroud, Gideon smiled as the rosy cheeked incubus shuffled out. When he saw Gideon looking at him, the slight blush on his cheeks bloomed into a massive red that proclaimed that he was embarassed. Since he'd been the one russling under the blankets earlier, chances are the convict let his fellow intake mate know that Gideon had walked in and walked out. That wasn't going to make this more awkward, no not at all.

"So about what happened yesterday." Gideon started, gesturing for the incubus to sit down. She went and perched on her mantle spot, putting the space between her and the others on purpose now, so that when the convict kept acting weird, no one would notice. "You're an Incubus and by now all the doctors and head shrinkers have probably been over all the horrid details with you. I'm guessing your father has also made his opinions well known." she raised an eyebrow at that and the incubus blinked but then nodded. Luc seemed stunned that Gideon wasn't repeating everything that he'd heard ad nausem up to now. Not giving the young man a chance to catch his bearings on where she was taking this just yet, Gideon ploughed on. "Yesterday when you fell in the pit with the rest of intake five, can you tell me what it was like?"

Luc's cheeks burned a darker shade of red for a moment and he looked down at his feet as if they held answers. When Gideon just sat quietly and waited for him to speak, the incubus took his time until he felt comfortable and then started to explain. "At first I was laughing. I mean, we fell into a damn hole, it was funny." A smile danced on you young man's lips as he remembered. "Ankou let out this really girlish yelp of surprise too, it was priceless. And poor Peter...." again Luc's cheeks flushed red. Gideon kept the 'AHA!' look off her face but the lightbulb definitely went on. "Well then people stopped laughing and started to get angry and it wasn't fun anymore." Luc continued, still not realizing the point of Gideon's little talked with him.

"What do you think of your label?" Gideon changed tracks on him again and the poor young man tried to follow her broken logic like a tracker would a drunk man's footsteps.

"Closet case?" Luc shrugged. "Not entirely sure what you mean by it." he lied, shifting uncomfortably.

Gideon felt a small smile tug at the corners of her mouth. "Luc, no one here is gonig to judge you for it. You and I both know what you realized yesterday." her voice was gentle and friendly. "I'm gonig to tell you about my friend Xavier. He's the funny looking clay fellow that taped up my leg the other day." Gideon got as comfortable as she could on the mantle and watched Luc unconsciously settle himself. His body language had gotten really tense before Gideon changed the topic slightly. "Xavier is a Golem. His creator had designed him to be a perfect male specimen and he was put to work in a licenced brothel that catered to humans with portentum kinks." the incubus was hanging off of every word Gideon said. It wsan't his fault, the incubus literally fed off of sexual energy, his own arousal worked as well as anyone else's. Gideon just did her best to ignore the evidence of the young man's returning excitement and pressed on with her 온라인카지노게임. "The thing is, given a chance, Xavier is not promiscuous. In fact, to everyone's surprise, the man is gay. He was created to perform a specific service, but the soul that came to fill the golem's body had it's own desires and impulses. He had a very hard time adjusting to having a role to fullfill and conflicting desires, until he realized that you can in fact have both. His tale isn't a perfect one to draw off of, because he actually enjoys his job as a concubine when he's not working here. In your case, things are easier and harder. Harder because you have a domineering father who's gonig to have to be convinced to accept the fact that you're perfectly fine just the way you are. Easier because now that you know you're sly, you can feed the incubus urges you've been fighting with for hte last two or so years if I'm, guessing right."

Luc stared at her, face pale and in shock. "I'm not gay." he stammered right off. Gideon just raised both her eyebrows at him and smiled. "I'm not." he repeated.

"Yeah, you are. And it's ok." Virgil said from the doorway, surprising Luc but Gideon had seen him approach.

"I..." Luc started to object to the empath. But an unlikely friendship seemed to have sprung up between them, and although it was platonic it also seemed strong enough to help Luc shed his illusions. "I'm gay?" he asked, frowning. A blush started to form across his cheeks and Gideon felt the empath's 'feelers' retreat. He was always trying to read a room but this time it backfired.

"So Luc, you ready to embrace what you are and learn how to feed it now that you know standard fare won't work?" Gideon asked with a smile on her face.

"Where do I start?" Luc asked, a hesitant smile quirking the corner of his mouth up.