Breakfast with the Enemy

Jami couldn't wait for break fast. She was quite hungery and she wanted her favorite breakfast, cereal. She picked up a box of some sort of chocolate cereal and poured it into a bowl. No matter where she had travled, there was always cereal. It was filling and it had many shapes and flavors. She added milk and and went over to sit at a table. Did not matter where to her just a random seat at the far end of the room. No one seemed to be up yet.

She swirlled the cereal around until it got softer and the milk turned brown. She picked up a spoon full and plopped it into her mouth. It was delicous and refreshing. Her stoumache asked for more. Giving it what it wanted she was downing the bowl in no time and went to get seconds. Why not have all you can if it is right there? As she sat back down in the same chair she surveyed the room to see if there were any changes. How could there be if no one else was there though?

Leon raided the kitchen for something to eat. It was always easy to get temperamental when he was hungry. After looking through almost every possible location in the kitchen, getting use the layout of the place, he settled for a cup of yogurt.

Now he left the kitchen, walking out to the eating area, grabbing a spoon on the way out. He was going to have a seat at one of the tables but, upon scanning the area, he saw Jami sitting at one of them. He opted to lean back against the door jamb instead. Eating yogurt wasn't a sedentary task anyway.

She was eating cereal. Leon never liked cereal. It required too much chewing for how squishy it was. He kept his eye on her as he spooned the yogurt into his mouth, realizing a bit late that if she looked over it'd probably look like he'd been watching her the whole time, as opposed to just the past 10 seconds.

Jami caught a glimps in the corner of her eye by the kitchen door. Leon. She glared at him. How long had he been there watching. Creep. She ate slowly now. Not wanting to seem like she was rushing to leave. SHe wouldn't apear weak. She must have known somewhere in her head that it was likly they'd meet again. They did live in the same school.

She didn't take her eyes off him as she ate. SHe wouldn't let him ruin her breakfast. still enjoying the chocolate taste she looked down for a second to see how much was left. Not much it was fine with her. She would just dispose of her things and be on her way, she was still hungery though and Leon was by th kitchen door. She didn't want cereal anymore and wished to browse. SHe finished up her bowl with frustration.

Leon finished up his yogurt and through the plastic container into the closest trash can without moving. The spoon he held onto, not that he particularly cared what happened to the silverware in this place.

He crossed arms in front his chest, tapping his arm just above the elbow with the spoon. It appeared Jami had finished eating, but she still didn't get up. Leon decided that he wasn't going to move until she did.

Jami watched as Leon threw away is breakfast. She desided she was to hungery to just sit there. She stood up and started singing to herself quitly like she would any day. The was aproching leon now. "Morning." she said. She was at him now and she felt angery he was standing right in her way. She stood there bowl in hand, spoon sticking out to the side. She looked up at leon now right in front of him. He towarded a good 6 inches taller than her. She didn't want to fight so early in the day. "May I pass?" she asked raising her brow.

Leon smirked a bit at Jamis attempt at being cordial with him. To be honest, if Jami has instead snarled 'move!' he may have been inclinded to do just that, but since she didn't...

He looked at her snidely, "Are you going to pay the toll?" The way he asked the question was reminiscent of a certain childrens' story, the title of which escaped him.

Lizzie flew speedily into the room, heading straight for the kitchen as her stomach rumbled angrily. Strangely she was in a really cheerful mood, which wasn't like her when it came to mornings, usually she was like a monster from the deep with a bed head to match. This morning her hair was in curly whirly bunches that hung just past her shoulders; they flew behind her as she swooped into the room, dropping suddenly and skidding to a stop in front of a guy she faintly remembered from that drunken night at the fireworks, had the girl been there too? She couldn't remember. "Good Morning!" She beamed happily, "Can I go in?" she tilted her head to the side curiously, completely oblivious to the atmosphere aroun her.

Jami tried her best to keep this professional. It was obvious Leon wanted to play games. "How much? What would you want from me anyway? Money? Treats? Kisses?" She scoffed a bit. Yes Leon was good looking but her hatered for him made her able to see him with discust. Maybe if they hadn't had the tussel at the cliffs she would be hitting on him like any other hot guy, but she wasn't. Then a girl ran up to them. maybe she could sneak in with the girl if he let her in. He wasn't fast enough to close the gap was he? The girl reminded her of one at the beach event. Haddn;t they played fire volley ball with her? Or was it a differnt girl?

Leon didn't pay the girl that had just arrived any mind. He vaguely remembered throwing Larita around off the cliff with her during the fireworks. He claimed no responisibility for what he did when he was drunk or angry, was in Jami's case. He just ignored her, not even allowing her to pass into the kitchen.

He kept his eys on Jami and put a mock smile on his face, "I wan't you as annoyed as you can possibly get." He looked to her empty bowl and then to her empty stomach, "This seems like a pretty good way to do that."

Lizzie pouted slightly as it dawned on her she was being ignored. She glanced from the boy to the girl and decided maybe a ducking technique would be good to get into the kitchen, she was starving... She would need to time it right though... "um... Pretty please can I go into the kitchen?" she stared up at Leon with her big red eyes. "pretty please with a cherry on top?" Mmm... Cherries sounded good, there might be some in the fridge.

Jami looked at this girl. She must be just as hungery as she was, even thouht she had already eatten two bowls of cereal. " I could just leave you know." her grip of the bowl was quite tight but her face showed no emotion of anger or annoyance. Jami was quite a poker face today. She was still glaring at his eyes, yet with a bored look not wanting to deal with this.

Jami was so tired thing morning that she haddn't seen wat sheput on, she was wearing jean sophie shorts and and tee shirt with net sleeves. A punk style she had descovered in a store called Hot topic. Jami took a small step towards Leon, she wanted him to feel a little uncomfortable.

Leon continued to ignore the girl. He wasn't trying to be particularly mean to her; she hadn't sone anything to him, but grating on Jami's nerves was too much to resist at the moment. The girl had come at a bad time.

Leon looked at Jami's empty bowl, knowing she wanted more cereal. Her threat did phase him. She did pretty good job looking as bored as possible, but if anything the expression only reported his success. If she really cared that little she would have just left, no questions asked, or avoided a confrontation in the first place. She was hungry.

Leon shrugged "Do it," he challenged.

Lizzie watched silently as the events unfolded in front of her. Being an *innocent* onlooker meant she had no particular side to be on.. Althea the dark haired boy was getting on her nerves - she was hungry and he would not like her in a bad mood. "look, could you just let me slip under your arm while you continue your conversation?" She jumped up and down a few times to grab attention before deciding a dive would be the best option to actually get something done... again though if she mucked it up she would look really stupid...

JAmi kept up her poker face and took the spoon out of her bowl. She turned the bowl upside down and plopped it on top of his head. "I'll eat something later, take care of that wont you?" She turned around and started walking away. Then she threw the spoon behind her aiming for leon, "Sorry if I miss!"

Leon took the bowl off his head and caught the spoon Jami'd thrown at her. If she got milk in his hair...

Only now did he finally acknowledge the girl, but he still treated her as if she was an inanimate object. He placed the bowl upside down on her head and the two spoons in her pocket. Then he patted the bowl twice like he may have been patting a dog. It was his way of saying 'thank you for your patience'.

Then he followed after Jami, allowing the girl to pass into the kitchen. He may have been around someone he considered an enemy, but he was actually in a fairly good mood. Otherwise, he may have lost his temper and punched Jami in the face after she put the bowl on his head. Seriously, though, he'd get pretty mad if he found milk in his hair later.

He walked backwards beside jami, jamming a finger into her stomach, "Aren't you hungry?" He was purposely trying to be annoying now, taking pointers from his many years of living with his sister Cass.

(Im so sorry Lizzie, but we really want to go on and I know its hard for you to be here, if u can join back wenever possible!)

[also timing change]

As Leon ran up next to her and poked her she kept walking. "Oh how mature Sir. Poking is a great attack for a 47 year old man!" She shook her head. The best thing to do was probably ignore him. yet she knew he was going to pick on her. Good thing she could stand up for herself. She twisted her body to face him a little with a playfully disappointed face. A pain in her back caused her to turn back and rub it though.

They had after all gotten on better sides at the Halloween ball. Or at least they barely fought anymore. When two people hate each other, over time they tired of each others tricks and end up tolerating another. Could that have happened here.

Jami was glad Owen and Leon weren't fighting to much now.They had some sort of deal apparently, but Jami didn't want to get involved. Owen had been pretty upset with Leon recently though anyway. Jami wanted to help really bad, but she had a new policy of trying not to protect him to much anymore. He didn't want her help.

Leon found he couldn't keep an amused smirk off of his face. Maybe this was why Cass annoyed him so much. "Actually its 53. Going to be 54, now that you mention it. And maturity isn't my biggest concern right now. I'm in too much of a good mood to be mature."

Despite the somewhat playful tone to his voice, Leon couldn't help getting a bit upset at the mention of his age. He hadn't even realized his birthday was so close. After 50 years of knowing that you were most likely going to have countless other birthdays, it wasn't something one really kept a close eye on. Now he was remembering his 20th birthday. They say thats your first real birthday as a demon. After that, aging is looked down upon. Now that he couldn't posses angels, he wondered if he'd suddenly just age 5 years all of a sudden once the 27th came around.

Jami scoffed. "Even more reason to be mature. And if your in such a good mood why don't you make good use of it?" She said in a semi flirtatious tone. Jami had decided while Owen figured out his feelings she might as well play around, even if it was Leon. If he rejected it which was the most likely response, she wouldn't care. He was a jerk anyway. She did a little hair flip to lodge some hair back out of her face. It was so annoying she should cut it soon. But that would me annoying and she would mess it up again making the ends un-even...again.

Jami halted her walk and leaned back on a wall. Giving Leon a raised brow.

Leon mimicked Jami's eyebrow raise, his smirk never leaving his face. He allowed himself only a second to wonder what would happen if he chose to humor Jami's flirtatious side before putting it into action. The other side of his mouth lifted to form an "actual" smile and he copied her tone. "Well, what did you have in mind." His voice lightened in such a way that it wasn't entirely obvious but still more audibly pleasing then the way he normally spoke. He could alter this periodically so it wouldn't be noticed until he was using his full methods. Then he wouldn't even have to think about it.

Jami sugar coated her surprise with interest, not giving anything away. She smiled a bit more flirtatiously back. In a way his returned tone did something in her stomach, but she was experienced enough to know it was just an effect of flirting. It was a good but weird feeling. It would obviously leave but it was always there. "Well, there's a lot on my mind. Did you have anything to share?" she continued on. Jami adjusted her position on the wall so she lent back on it more comfortably.

Leon found he was having a more difficult time with Jami then he was used to. The problem was, with anyone else he would have been using his methods the whole way through. In this instance he had to use them without actually showing them, otherwise Jami would notice. He leaned a shoulder against the wall keeping a steady, but still dark, eye on her.

"I asked first, Tiger." For a moment he tried acting like Jami was Jessica, since the two were actually a lot a alike. He realized, however, that made him want to choke her more than flirt with her, so he abandoned that route.

Leons sudden move to the wall was an obvious sign of something related to flirting, jami had encountered many males who used this method, but it sure worked. His calling her Tiger was a bit werid to, wether it was still being unused to the new name or the way he seemed to say it in the conversation she would never be able to tell what made her feel even stranger, yet once again it was not a forgien feeling.

She bit her lip and to cover her frustration, displaying her eyes in a playful mannor. Jami had an idea that he wasn't really there to just flirt, not that she minded, he was not bad looking and he was an interesting character, except he was also evil and scheming, not to mention one of her enemies.

"well, this could be the perfect time to get to know eachother better. Who knows maybe we could be friends." she said in a mischievous smirk. Jami's head was turned towards the man, she pulled back her hair behind her ears. It was interesting how this was playing out, of course she may have a plan of her own. Just to add some effect Jami made her eyes hint with magic, the silver seeming to get brighter against the periwnkle.

Leon didn't take his eyes off of Jami. He watched as she played with her hair, and it kind of irked him. Was she trying to be sexy? There was nothing sexy in her hair; it was silver. She looked like a mystical old woman with her hair like that. His features didn't betray his thoughts, as his face kept a playful, almost challenging look to it.

Leon didn't miss the change in her eyes either. He wasn't sure though if this was simply one of Jami's abilities or if it was actually a genuine glint she'd just gotten. Either way, he stopped holding back on his methods. A simple, imaginary change in scene and he was suddenly in a much better mood, his eyes lightening from their usual sapphire shade down to a color that resembled the sea. Even his body temperature seemed to rise in a way that was always meant to make him appear as if he wasn't used to this kind of thing.

"Maybe," he said it in a way that seemed to suggest something more, though he decided he'd leave that to Jami's imagination. In case she was more dim-witted then he'd originally thought, though, he leaned in a bit closer to her. Even as he said the words he couldn't help recall their first meeting. Really, you let yourself get a little drunk, have a little... innocent fun, then suddenly you're getting punched in the face and fighting the strong urge to start a fire. This was why he didn't let himself have fun. When finally his stream of thoughts ended an upbeat song - one of the few he knew of that he actually liked - began to play in the back of his head. This, at least, was business as usual.

His features changes just a tiny bit and made her slip for a second. Her forehead revealing a tiny scrunch between her eyes which was soon resolved. The eye color changing seemingly in a response to her eye change was interesting. Jami barely noticed his eyes before, but now she defiantly knew they could change. As Leon changed into something more...comfortable Jami turned her body to face him, keeping her side laying on the wall.

Jami cocked her head a bit to the side and gave a big white grin. "Yeah, it would be great if we could just, forget all that crap and be able to not fight. This is nice isn't it?" She responded, seeming to have to do a lot more of the talking then she wished. His advance just justified her thoughts on his hidden plans. He was surely up to something. Might as well play along.

Leon's eyebrows rose slightly at Jami's quick slip-up. This wasn't something he was supposed to allow to happen, and he quickly go tit back under control. One could say Leon wasn't trying his hardest today. He wasn't even trying to convince himself that Jami was an angel. She was just Jami, and he was simply acting externally. Internally, he allowed himself to remain as himself. This was always more fun, but something he could never risk doing with an angel.

He let out a slight laugh and his smile extended to show his even, white teeth. He relaxed and let his loll so it leaned against the wall as well. Though his smile was, for once, straight, this change in angle made it appear crooked again. Oddly, it resembled the smile of the Cheshire Cat from that stupid movie, with that blonde, English girl that managed to fall down a rabbit hole. Cass loved that movie, but Leon could never watch it without secretly hoping Alice would actually get beheaded. That at least would serve to make the movie more interesting.

"Well, a little fun now and again isn't terrible," His voice seemed to have lightened again slightly, merely because he'd begun to relax. This change was automatic. "Though I suppose there are other ways to have fun, too." His face retained an almost snarky expression.