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A small confused frown reached as his face. Kill innocents? Is that how dolls are made? He chewed on his bottom lip as he run the words through his mind over and over. " ...Kill... Innocents? But.. I'm certain you only need.. Thread and fabric... To make a doll.. " Hmm. He seemed to be in deep concentration, the teacher already busy with something else when Ragnar's eyes suddenly light up. " Oh! I just... Wanted a doll... Not a cursed one... I think, overall the doll is quite cute... And wanted one to keep by my bed... " He said shaking his head, seeing how the teacher had misunderstood him. " And I merely wished to hear about the dark arts... It would.. Help my writing... " His eyes went to stare down at his hands fumbling with his thumbs for a moment. Moments later he reached for the small leather pouch that hanged from his side, and take out a pinch of the golden sand inside it. Tearing a piece of paper he dropped the sand there and then folded it into a paper crane. " An.. Apology... " He said softly, as he now took a fan made out of feathers and giving it a swing, the paper crane flied away to the teacher's direction. "... A pleasant dream... My treat... Give it away or keep it... Just mix the sand with something to drink before bed.. I recommend... Tea... " His voice grew softer and his eyes slipped close. Maybe he should had some coffee before going out.

He seemed to have dozed of for a few moments. Lips lightly parted to let out little breaths. What seemed to be like a golden halo made out of sand formed on top of his head, signaling that Ragnar's dreams were good ones and just when the sand began to turn gray his eyes snapped open with a soft gasp. Ah.. Where was he? He blinked looking around confused, rubbing his eye some as he read his notes with the other. The words filling the blanks that had been created on his mind. He had woken up just to hear the teacher's last words and see the doll curled up in the desk. " If I'm a doll... Would you keep me with you?" He asked with a somewhat silly smile. " I could take.. That punishment.. Still... Thank you, I will do my best... Not to disappoint you. " Ragnar went to take the doll, wobbling some before giving himself a light slap on the cheek to fully wake up. Staying awake was so difficult at times... He held the fluffy doll in his hands and rubbed his nose against the doll's face with a soft laugh then went to lean close to the teacher, just enough to give him a sniff. "...Kinda smell the same... " Ragnar smiled and returned to his seat, quite happy with his new toy. He began writing this down along with some name ideas for the doll.

ooc: Ooh~ awesome :3

He glanced from his diary to the teacher, heavy eyes staring at him as they caught glimpse of the blush. Ragnar scribbled something more, before leaning down on his desk, using the doll he had now called Somnus to rest his chin on. An arm stretched and hanging loosely from the desk. " It looks good on you...~ The blush I mean.. " He said with a hand gesture and another smile. " What.. Class is this by the way... I never asked.. Oh, nor your name.. "

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Ragnar closed his eyes and give a muffled soft laugh as Bel only seemed to grow more red. It was quite adorable... The glare had no effect on the hybrid boy. "...Bel... Bel~ " He said in a singing tone, writing it down with a nod. " ..I apologize.. If I may not remember it later... My memory isn't quite good... But, I'm certain to remember your scent... Mister Bel.. " He beamed another smile and the wings on his head spread some. But math? He had really gone messed it up. It had nothing to do with his classes. " ...I'm not good with math... Never been able to remember... The formulas. " There was a small yawn and he buried his face on the doll, so only his different colored eyes were visible along with his hair and their wings as they lowered some. " Why did you choose.. To teach math instead of Dark arts?... Or doll making... I would had taken that class.. "

" Mmmn, but learning to protect yourself from them... Should be important... Isn't it? Just like I have.. Dream catchers to protect others from my nightmares.. " He whispered, glancing away. A small gasp escaped him as he tried to seem offended but failed at it. " ..Doll making could safe lives....! " It was a struggle to get his voice to reach a louder volume but he sort of... Achieved it. Ragnar then laughed some and shook his head. " I suppose you are right... Mr. Bel... There are some things or people... We can't refuse... " He gave a warm smile as he looked at the other male. He slowly stood, collecting his things in the process, slipping them on his bag and keeping Somnus between his arms. Ragnar walked towards the teacher, leaning in just enough to ask in a soft voice. " I wonder... Which ones are for your.. The things you can't refuse.. " His breath tickling the other's skin and going for the door. His duties as the Literature teacher should start soon and considering how easily he got lost, better go out with some time. Maybe the class even already started? " I hope... you let me come nap here at times... " He offered one last smile and a wave. " Thanks for Somnus again.. "

ooc: He doesn't realize he is flirting haha
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The light brunette went down the halls, until he finally found the place he was looking for. The math classroom. He didn't bother to knock and walked inside, both tiny dolls in his arms. Ragnar moved towards the older male's desk and set Cro down on it. " ..I think he followed me, maybe he likes me... Mmn, I wonder... Did you like me as much as him... Mister Bel? " There was a slight singing tone to it as he smiled at the other male. " Since... He is so important to you... I left my class to bring it... Ah, do you think.. I will get in trouble? " He asked, head tilting back some, the metal chocker around his neck made a faint jingle as his neck arched. Hmm.. Hopefully, the teacher wouldn't be too mad... Maybe Ragnar could bake him something? Though he really didn't know how to do that.. Perhaps he will appreciate the effort and don't let it affect his grade much? His eyes returned to Bel and he leaned closer to the other, Somnus still on his arms. " Do I get something.. For brining him back? "

" You were really distracted... To let something so important slip away... " It sounded almost like a tease as he watched the man tape Cro to the desk. It was hard not to feel a bit bad for the doll... But he had to remind himself that it tried to kill Bel before. Hearing that, the light brunette gave a soft muffled laugh and his smile grew wider, his tired eyes seemed to brighten up. It made him happy to hear that he was though of as a good person.. " ...Thank you... " Hearing the next things, he bite down on his lip. Oh, hopefully the teacher wouldn't be too frustrated. Ragnar had always disliked disappointing or making people feel bad because of him. Yeah.. He will have to write an apology..

Ah? He blinked as his chin was captured. He looked at the other with faint confusion as Bel brought his face closer. Ragnar's cheek was kissed and the action brought a slight pain to his heart. Though not exactly in a bad way. He brought a hand over to touch the spot that was left feeling a bit tingly. " ...Your gratitude would have been enough... " He made a humming noise as a new idea popped into his mind. How he enjoyed the sight of pink of the man's skin. " ..Could it be... That you... Wanted to kiss me..~? "

He laughed softly. Mister Bel was so fun. The winged male shifted closer to the white and haired male, moving to stand behind him and leaned over some. Peeking over his shoulder to look at what he was doing. He really looked cute all flustered like that! And he wanted the older male to know it. " Eh... Pink suits you... You know.. Ah, what are you doing? ...Can I help? " Ragnar asked, resting his chin on top of Bel's shoulder, wings folded so they won't bother the older male as he stared at the papers. So many numbers... He didn't like number that much, he had never really been good at math after all.