Welcome to Gaia! ::

While it was true that Gabrian really didn't want to be in Amityville Academy, he couldn't deny that the place was wonderful; the installations were great, the dorms seem to pander to everyone's needs and the classes seemed interesting enough. All in all, it didn't really look like this was going to be the horrible nightmare he'd initially envisioned it as, so long as he managed to follow his plan anyhow.

In all honesty, all the aloofness and the chronic... coldness with which he was being forced to treat his peers was slowly wearing him down though. The stress had reached a peak, and the Nix had felt the need to slip out of his dorm rooms. Alas, his human form was an easy way to catch others' attention, so the moment he'd slipped outdoors, he'd shifted into his serpent form. It looked mostly snake like, the only distinguishing features being the fins that adorned his cheeks and mid sections, not to mention the triple set of horns on his head. That aside, he wasn't particularly impressive as far as size went; he was barely larger than a medium sized python. He was fervently hoping that he'd manage to help his secondary form grow, once he had a better knowledge of FEAR.

Slithering away from the main path, he remain mostly in the shadows until he reached the green river. Once there, and without a second's thought, he slipped into the liquid, seeing as he was perfectly capable of breathing therein. Away from prying eyes, happily swimming inside the river, Gabrian let out a sigh of relief, which translated into bubbles that floated up to the surface. Idly, he paused to watch the bubbles raise, and it was due to that that he spotted the... shadow of something or other, peering into the river.

Almost on instinct, the Nix slowly began to surface, his head first slipping out of the water, only to be followed by his long body as he loomed over he much smaller rabbit. His tongue slipped out and back in before he opened his mouth, releasing a long, almost threatening hiss at the creature. For him, this was nothing more than practice; he wanted to see if he could manage to effectively scare the critter and then, possibly... indulge in a nice, tempting little snack before resuming his swim.

Thee way she reacted to him was entirely... human, actually. He hesitated when she mewled, not really expecting that sort of sound to come out of a wild rabbit; he also did not expect the stumbling back. It was probably that strange reaction which kept him from lashing forth, and he would later realize that it had probably been due to her mewling that they had been both spared from a rather horrible experience. After all, Gabrian was well aware what happened when one student er... ate another; the outcome was not particularly satisfying for either party, even if they were both ultimately unharmed. For the most part anyhow.

As she stumbled back, she swiftly reverted back into a human-eske form, and the serpent found himself arching a scaly ridge, which almost seemed to work like a brow. His body relaxed slightly from it's previous threatening pose, but he remain in the water, tongue slipping neatly out and back in again, "Well, aren't you a particularly rude little..." he hesitated here, and his head moved up and down as he regarded her,"Thing," he drawled out with a sneer as he slipped partially out of the water so that half of his body was on the shore near her, "I will do whatever I please. It is free space after all."

After a moment, he narrowed his eyes, all the while looking at her, "Demon," he said simply; he was actually finishing her earlier tirade for her, though he wasn't sure if she'd catch it, "Nix."

The serpent watched her languidly through half lidded eyes, his head tilting to one side. He didn't really think he'd done enough to warrant this particular level of anger, seeing as how he'd barely insulted her (in fact, she was doing far better in the immature insult department than he'd ever done). Not only that, but he hadn't actualy eatten her, so honestly, he was unsure why the girl seemed to her her panties in a bunch over the whole ordeal.

He had to admit, however, that it was entertaining. He was much more used to having others react in a... hurt sort of manor or simply walk away. Verbal banter was a rare treat in itself though, and he figured he was perfectly allowed to indulge in it. At least for a while anyhow, "Technicaly, I'm a serpent, not a snake," his voice was flat, almost as if he were talking to some sort of ignorant child. That said, he slithered entirely out of the green water and gave the top section of his body a mild shake before focusing back his golden gaze on her, "I see no rudeness in my actions. I merely acted out of instinct. My instincts demand I feed, so I do. Surely you can't blame a creature for feeding; should I call you rude for daring to feed on the plants and vegetables you no doubt feed upon?" he scoffed slightly, apparently unperturbed that he remain in serpent form before her, "Don't be absurd!"

As she continued her tirade, he arched one scaly ridge again, and then paused for a moment, closing his eyes as he shifted form back to his normal one; the only things that remain from the snake were his horns, the fins, the tail and... the slightly predatory golden eyes.

"I feel like you overuse that word. Tell me, do you know no other insults in your probably poor vocabulary aside from 'stupid'? It barely worked the first time. It's doing an abysmal job of working the second time, my dear," he was looking down at her from his full height as he brushed off some imaginary speck of dust from his clothes, "Besides, I am quite sure that the fact you were leaning precariously over the water like that makes you the brainless idiot in this case. I couldn't really see through the murky waters; what is your excuse, pray tell?"

"I believe I mentioned instincts, not need, my dear," despite the fact his tone of voice was flat, there was something, just barely there in his eyes, that seemed to betray the fact he was slightly amused by the situation instead of offended, "I might not be a wild snake, and I might not need it, to survive, but that does not mean I do not hunger," his words were drawled out as he looked down at her, almost as if he were talking to some obtuse, petulant child, "Vampires hunger for blood, Succubus hunger for... feelings. We hunger for food too, and as such, am perfectly in my right to procure to my... well, not-quite needs, but still," all in all, he didn't seem particularly upset by the conversation; in fact, he was still standing there, looking down at her rather than walking away, which probably meant that in some twisted sort of way, he was enjoying the encounter.

It was, after all, so rare that he was able to fight someone verbally without risking physical harm to himself. It was also equally rare that he could indulge in actual company without feeling like he was drawing near to the other person; verbal banter allowed him to keep company without actually forming lasting ties. Despite his initial thoughts when he'd arrived on campus, he HAD come to noticed that he needed SOME sort of company at some point, or he'd grow utterly insane; he did not want to end up talking to himself in his dorm room out of need to hear another voice, "Which by the way, brings me back to my previous statement; you are horribly rude. I was unaware that having scales was a crime against Halloween Town. I am certain quite a handful of creatures might find themselves terribly offended with your words," something about the way he'd said it though, seemed to signal that he was above feeling offended by her words.

"I fancy raw meat. I would love to see your lovely little arguments fall flat on their faces when countered with the fact vampires drink blood and zombies fancy brains. Are you going to tell them, too, to cook their meals?" he blinked, slightly surprised at having her finger poke at his chest, but rather than frown, tilted his head to one side, reaching with one hand to brush off his vest, almost as if she'd left some filth on it. He blinked back over at her as she spoke, having lost himself for a very brief moment before recollecting his own thoughts, "Ah, yes... well good luck with that, my dear. You shan't be lasting too long on campus then. After all, I'm a demon, and far more civilized in my eating habit than a lot of other species out here. You're most certainly lucky that it was me, and not something far worse," a pause as he considered his own words and formed a smirk upon his features, "I wonder how long you and that tasty little rabbit form will last, all alone here. Not much, I'd wager. A month, at most."

This was... definitely entertaining, Gabrian decided as he looked down at her; at her comment about sex, both his brows had shot up, hiding amidst his bangs, "Uh....huuuuh," he said slowly, drawling out the sound as he tilted his head, almost as if he thought her words had a second meaning and he were trying to discern it, "Riiiiight.... because obviously where you come from, sex roughly equates to food. Maybe, if you happen to be a succubus, or an incubus," which technically wasn't accurate; he should know, seeing as how his sister was one, but still. He paused, looked nonplussed up to the sky for a moment and then turned back down to her, "I fail to understand how we passed from talking about food, to talking about sex, but whatever... floats your boat," the way he pronounced those last few words seemed to imply he was getting at something else entirely.

"Alas, you are quite wrong, actually. Vampires and undead are just as capable of existing on just FEAR as I or you are, my dear. None of us will ever starve in Halloween, as long as there is FEAR. That doesn't mean our races don't... crave other forms of nourishment," a pause, "Have you paid no attention to class? Or are you just generally this obtuse when you're frightened and angry?"

Oooh... so that last comment had hit home, hadn't it? "Oh yes, you've demonstrated to be perfectly capable of taking care of yourself indeed," a pause, "At least, that is, if taking care of yourself translates to 'suicide mission' where you come from. Because where I come from, those mis-fortunate enough to bend over murky waters they can't see through... usually drown."

"Indeed?" he arched a brow again, still looking rather nonplussed, even the mirth was still evident in his eyes, "As far as I'm aware, I'm making a particularly good argument, to the point you're more or less reduced to blabbering poor, sad excuses of rebuttals and petty insults to make your so called point," a pause as he smirked slightly, "Sex or no sex," he added as an after note, "Also, just for the record; I'm listening quite well. I just think your arguments are poorly developed and thus do not warrant merit. Any sort of merit they might have had falls flat on it's face when you take into account you need to resort to petty insults to make yourself feel better, so... no, I do not think you to be right, what so ever."

It was quite obvious that even if Alessa did not enjoy argueing, Gabrian could have, quite posibly, argued even the stupidest points into the very center of the earth. It was also quite obvious that the tall demon would have taken on the oposing argument... even if he did not quite believe in it, just for the sake of the argument. He did, however, feel that he was in the right as far as the insults went; when one wanted to push forth their opinion, it hardly helped to slander the opposing team, "Oh, not at all. I'm not as obtuse as you are, my dear. I'm quite aware of that fact. Alas, you see, that is where that instinct thing I mentioned comes in; the Nix of long ago didn't really have that option," he drawled out as he regarded her, lowering his body down just a touch by bending at the waist, just enough so he didn't have to keep looking at her down his nose, "Over generations, it's been imprinted into our minds. Tiger hunt, wolves howl at the moon... and we drag our prey down into the water to drown them. We're mostly carnivorous, my dear, so I don't really have that much of an option. My base diet is meat. While I CAN eat other things from time to time I need my meat."

He took a moment to lean back away and regard her before her last words escaped her mouth, "Hmmm? Oh, hardly. I come from a rather wealthy family, unlike... you, by the looks of it. Might also explain your crudeness, rudeness and general lack of social knowledge on a whole."

"Actually... if I can argue about your argument being invalid, then it most likely is, my dear," he was starting to wonder if she was even listening to what she was saying, because in all honesty, he highly doubted it, "It's called pride in what you are, not ego. And by the looks of it... you are severely lacking it, but then again, I can not blame you, seeing as how you're... well, a rabbit," granted, he had nothing against her rabbit form. In fact, now that he paused to think about it, she was rather cute, and the form of a rabbit, while edible at times, was also remarkably cute.

... Maybe he shouldn't have paused to think that, actually. Jack damnit!

For the first time in their encounter, his brows knitted slightly together in mild consternation, but it wasn't really at her words, it was at his random, traitorous thought. In fact, by the time she spoke again, it was quite obvious he'd been ignoring her in favor of pondering, "Hmmmm?" be blinked, successfully snapping out of his reverie to give her his full attention again, "Boorish? My dear, I believe that's the last nail in your coffin. I sincerely hope that you do not settle ALL your arguments in such childish, immature ways when you lose."

And then... she was shifting back to rabbit form, and he acted mostly on instinct (or at least, he would like to call it instinct) once more, leaving him no time to think over exactly what he was doing. He reached out with snake/like speed and grabbed the rabbit, holding her by placing his hands under her armpits, then raising her so they were practically nose to nose, separated by just enough inches so that she would not be able to harm him if she lashed out, "Hmmmm...no, I don't think so. I believe you owe me an apology for your more than ridiculous accusations. I am quite sorry I thought about eating you, but at the time I thought you were a wild animal. You, however, have been insulting me in an attempt to save face, knowing fully well I am not a wild animal," technically, this was not why he'd grabbed her; he'd grabbed her because... well, she was a cute little creature which he now acknowledge he could not eat. He'd reacted without giving it much thought, but thankfully, he'd managed to think up an excuse rather swiftly; he also gave thanks to his ability to keep his emotions in check for the most part. The only thing that was giving him away was the lashing of his serpent tail behind him.