Use a shield like a sword...(Sephora)

[Nymn Farshaw]

He listened as she told him why she was here. He hadn't really thought of it as a safe place to be as he had heard from some student who had been from America that this place was mixed with a Roman Catholic school and Alcatraz prison. He didn't know what exactly that meant but he would take the boys word on it as this WAS a prison school and the teachers were allowed to enforce martial punishment.

He then turned to look at her. "Well...I am a criminal in the eyes of my government. I killed someone, but all for a just cause since the man I killed..wait scratch that he was no man, he was an animal or an insect that deserved to be put down, he raped and killed my friend. The police let him walk so I took the law into my own hands, she was family to me, and family protects family but I couldn't protect her so I did the next best thing and got revenge." He said as he turned back away from her, he didn't know how she would react to the fact that he had killed someone but he didn't think it would be good.

He felt his heart sink into his stomach but also lift into his chest. He might go from having a best friend and a girl who had also been his first kiss to a girl who thought he was a monster. But at least it was nice to have a friend even for that short amount of time. "So yes I am a criminal and I will understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore, its alright by me." he said with a weak smile.

[sephora]

"Well...I am a criminal in the eyes of my government. I killed someone, but all for a just cause since the man I killed..wait scratch that he was no man, he was an animal or an insect that deserved to be put down, he raped and killed my friend. The police let him walk so I took the law into my own hands, she was family to me, and family protects family but I couldn't protect her so I did the next best thing and got revenge." Sephora kept eyes contact with him as he spoke to her. The girl mourned for his loss, that was for sure. She could understand the government being unjust, she was from Armenia after all. The girl reached out and patted his elbow.

"It's alright, Nymn. I would have done the same thing."

"So yes I am a criminal and I will understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore, its alright by me." This made the girl laugh loudly, then cover her mouth and feel badly. "I'm sorry for laughing, Nymn. It's just that, and please do not repeat this, I was raised by a criminal who I'm sure has done worse than anything you could imagine." She grinned at him fondly, "I love my father, but I will not hesitate to admit his being a criminal."

[Nymn Farshaw]

He looked at her as she patted his elbow, he gave a weak but soft smile. He was still a criminal whether it was justified or not, he had taken a human life...he was no better then the one man who had taken the life of his friend. Retribution on any scale always came with a heavy cost he knew that and knew that he could never walk down the same path again but at least hoped to keep his mentality from shifting from the light...to the darkness.

"Well I'm glad you agree with my action but its still not right, even if it was justified. I took a human life for taking my friends life...am I no better then that man for retaliating in that same way?" he said to her, at least at first, the rest had been spoken aloud without any meaning to be heard.

She then had said her father was a criminal and that had done unimaginable things, while it was sweet that she loved her father no matter what he did it was still a bit sad that he was a criminal. "So thats why you were sent her? Because your father may be in trouble and he didn't want you to be hurt?" he said to her softly. He knew the answer was right and the father now that he thought about it may have done bad things but most likely it had all been done to keep her safe and happy, he had probably used the old saying 'the ends justify the means' which could at times be bad but when it came to family, nothing was ever wrong or bad.

[sephora]

"Well I'm glad you agree with my action but its still not right, even if it was justified. I took a human life for taking my friends life...am I no better then that man for retaliating in that same way?" Sephora's blue eyes looked at Nymn seriously. "Yes, you are better than he, for you did what you did in defense of your friend. Who's to say that the man wouldn't have it again?"

She turned back to the sky. Sephora's father was a criminal, it was true, but he had never laid a hand wrongfully on a woman. He had loved her mother more than anyone and the loss of her had been devestating, her father had never laid an eye on another woman since then.

"So thats why you were sent her? Because your father may be in trouble and he didn't want you to be hurt?" Sephora's delicate brow arched slightly. Was he turned off to their friendship because her father was the criminal and not she? "Yes, Nymn, that is the reason. I spent my life surrounded by bodyguards at the compound, and after a few of them had met untimely ends, my father decided that no one could find me in japan. So here I am." She smiled at him, hiding the pain that the mention of her lost friends brought up.

[Nymn Farshaw]

He looked at her and nodded. "Well still, even the most holy of angels can fall from grace over a simple kill. I am not saying I am an angel, just a lowly boy, nothing more, nothing less." He said with a shrug.

He then touched her hand and gave a soft smile. "Well, how about I protect you until you can be with your father again huh?" he said with a bigger smile. "I mean your my first friend and my best friend I would never want to see you hurt." He said with a soft tone as his red eyes sparkled.

He then got up and stretched himself out. He could feel the crease marks on his backs that were made from the grass and his hair. He rolled his neck and popped something in it.

[sephora]

"Well still, even the most holy of angels can fall from grace over a simple kill. I am not saying I am an angel, just a lowly boy, nothing more, nothing less." Smiling and remaining silent. He was obviously torn up about his crime, though she didn't really understand why. That's what came from being raised by a killer, she supposed, she had become desensitized towards death.

"Well, how about I protect you until you can be with your father again huh? I mean your my first friend and my best friend I would never want to see you hurt." Sephora laughed at this. She said, "You are sweet and oh so silly," in Armenian before catching herself and saying in english, "Of course I shall accept your offer, but what makes you think I am incapable of protecting myself? I may have been surrounded by bodyguards growing up, but I do know some self-defense." And there was her Qi, but Sephora had never used it in combat so she didn't know how it would help her.

[Nymn Farshaw]

He looked at her as he told his reasoning for being emotionally weighted by his sin. He wasn't blaming himself for the man's death since Nymn just wanted to have justice brought in and make him live through a pain worse then death but the man had walked into a kick that had crushed the airway and broke the man's spine resulting in instant death.

When he finished she laughed and in response he could only give a light but weak smile. She told him she would accept his offer to protect her but had asked why he wanted to protect her and that she could protect herself. He wasn't thinking she couldn't handle herself, he knew girls were able to protect themselves. Hell, half the girls he was friends with could wipe the floor with his face if they wanted to blindfolded.

He wasn't strong or a fighter really, just a protector. A person who would willingly throw his/her life away to protect those he cared about. He also admitted to himself that the girl was rather attractive, beautiful really but he wouldn't say that. Keep it as friends, thats all he needed even if she was his first kiss.

"Well...I didn't mean to say you couldn't protect yourself, just that well, I wouldn't want to see such a beautiful girl hurt." He said and realized what he had said. "I, uh, I mean, well not that beauty means you are defenseless its just that I wouldn't think you fight someone." He tried correcting himself but realized it just made things worse. He looked around frantically trying to think of the right thing to say. "Ah to Hell with it. I like you Sephora, and I just don't want to see another person I care about to be hurt, it has nothing to do with the fact that you can't defend yourself or anything its just well I don't want another incident to happen, not that it will, just...I don't want to see another person I care about die..." he said dropping his tone to a whisper towards the end along with his eyes to the grass at his feet.

[sephora]

"Well...I didn't mean to say you couldn't protect yourself, just that well, I wouldn't want to see such a beautiful girl hurt. I, uh, I mean, well not that beauty means you are defenseless its just that I wouldn't think you fight someone. Ah to Hell with it. I like you Sephora, and I just don't want to see another person I care about to be hurt, it has nothing to do with the fact that you can't defend yourself or anything its just well I don't want another incident to happen, not that it will, just...I don't want to see another person I care about die..."

Sephora smiled at him. She sort of felt bad for having kissed the boy and having brought all these emotions to him. Especially since she only felt friendship for him, she had become infatuated with another boy during her time at 650 and while she had liked kissing Nymn, she now felt it had been a mistake. What would Joar think? Rearranging her thoughts, Sephora decided she would have to tell him later and deal with Nymn now.

"I understand what you are trying to say, Nymn. You don't have to worry about me being hurt, I have been through more in my short life than most adults have. Though I never truly learned how to fight, I have many ways to protect myself that no others know about, things taught by my bodyguards and abilities that I am still discovering." She smiled softly and elbowed him, "Lighten up, nothing is going to happen."

Laughing softly, Sephora stood. She had grown tired in their time here and wanted to go back to her room and shower then nap. She would see Nymn later, she was sure of it.

"I must go now, Nymn," Her Armenian accent was heavier, as she had grown tired, "I have become tired and wish to bathe before I sleep. It was definitaly interesting to meet you, we should meet here again."

Throwing a coy grin back to the boy, Sephora began to walk back towards the main campus. She wanted a shower, a nap, and some time with Joar before the day was through.

[Nymn Farshaw]

Nymn looked to her as she elbowed him. She told him not to take it to seriously and that she could protect herself with little tricks and things she had learned from other people. Well at least she could somewhat defend herself but he would still protect her.

She then told him she was tired and was going to retire for the night. He nodded as he stood up with her. His black hair framed his head and torso with a black background. His pale skin made a heavy contrast to the sheet of Jet. Sephora after telling him she would see him soon and that they should do this again. He knew not if she meant the kissing or the swimming neither of which he mind just wished to know.

She gave him a coy smile and began walking back to campus. In her bra and short shorts. He blinked a few times and shook his head. That girl was a free spirit, no doubt about that and he had to give it to her, she was fun to be with.

He walked around the pond and put on his clothes again and looked up at the clouds. How he wished he could be like them, just float on around the world and not worry about a single thing ever. But wishes were the dreams of those who had nothing better to do. He had something better to do, atone for his sins. With that thought he walked off towards the campus.