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Matja blushed insanly and suddenly felt the urdge to be her over confident self, she wanted to form to Harva, but she didn't want to ruin these moments with Andros. She was amazed. He didn't even question her. The two was nearing a table with lots of papers, pencils, and clipboards strewn around on it. This was Andros's last chance to question her, and her last chance to answer, at least for a little while.

Matja giggled playfully, absoarbed by the compliment. "Well, Andros, don't let your eyes get the best of you, there's more to me than meets the eyes." Matja grinned widly and her fangs almost popped out, but she quickly gathered herself. She couldn't let Viola out, not right now. Especially not whent he sun was still out.

"Perhaps..." Matja felt a strong connection to Andros and was becoming comfortable with him, "we should show eachother what we mean..." Matja's stomach did flip-flops as she took quick glances into Andros's strong gaze.

Matja's eyes scanned his face and she saw his eyes shake and his lips tremble, he wanted to kiss her, she knew. But, she was not ready, not just yet. But, she was ready for a bit of truth. "We'll go about it like this." Midnight brought her hands to Andros's and quickly interwined her fingers with his. "Don't blink." Matja whispered and she felt her features fall away and her body shifted into Harva. She felt her now long and thick hair on her skull as she opened her eyes again and waited for Andros's response to shift.

Harva spoke quickly. "I take on different forms..." her voice faded off and her fingers squeezed onto Andros's. Her voice was deeper and a bit more scratchy. Her new personality and thoughts began to take over. Andros was so hot, Harva's thoughts littered her mind.

"I'm Harva." Harva spoke quickly then released the air from her lungs and felt her intesne passionate thoughts fall away. She breathed in again as Psyche. She immediatly felt completly different, this form of herself freaked her out. She breathed in a could almost smell Andros's passion. She felt the pressence of ghosts and began having visions almost as soon as she blinked. "And now I'm Psyche." she managed to push out of her confused head. Her hands were burning as she saw all of Andros's past, he did not know she was sensative to touch in this way, while in this form. She tugged her fingers from his and the flashes of his past finally stopped. She wanted to explain her stand-off-ish action, but she wanted to give him time to respond.

Psyche did not laugh, she wished she could, but she couldn't in this form. She took a glance at the pencil and it floated back to the table where it belonged. She looked into his eyes and spoke softly. "There are four sides to me, you know three, now." Her red eyes were huge and she knew she probably filled him with fear. "This side does not feel like the others do, you understand, yes?" Psyche was stern and spoke quite different than any other form. Psyche saw danger when she looked at him, she didn't see the sweet boy the other forms did. She knew it was time to sign up for classes, and she had to put away Harva's and Matja's distraction for a few moments to be serious with this confused boy.