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Waking up to find himself bound and tied, apparently caught in the middle of some magical war, would not, unfortunately, excuse Axton from the test he had been studying for the evening he'd been taken. What it had done was set him behind. It meant longer hours in the library, and taking what opportunities he had throughout the day to catch up. Like today, bent over a bowl of tomato soup and half a grilled cheese sandwich, book open on the table beside his plate.

Lost in thought, it meant not paying attention to things around him. It meant not expecting anyone to wander up to him. It meant when someone did he blinked up at them rather owlishly for a moment while his mind caught up enough to react appropriately.

"Oh." Pretty girl asking to sit with him. Ax glanced at the empty tars around them, then back up at her, smiling at last as he gave the chair across from him a nudge with his foot. "It is now that you're here." Smooth, but he was just the right combination of laid back, awkward, and easy confidence to make the cheesy line work for him.

He chuckled, shaking his head as he flashed the textbook cover at her. "No, unfortunately. Caching up on studying. I've got a big test in a few days." He'd watched the pass of her hand threw pale hair as she'd brushed it behind her ear. Bright eyes, smiling lips, she was quite pretty. That she'd chosen to take a seat at his table was a bit of an ego stroke. Not that he really needed it. Axton was lost somewhere between easy conference and that sort of self-deprecation that was almost close enough to pass for it. Carefree.

"So if I called you Des, that'd be fine then?" Not because her name was a mouthful. It was, but that was beside the point. A shortened name could go a long way towards building the bonds of familiarity, and Ax certainly didn't mind the idea of getting familiar with her.

He reached across the table to offer his had. "I'm Axton, but you can call me whatever you want." Not self labeled. He'd just had overly creative patents. Thankfully they'd mellowed a bit by the time Victir had been born.

Now that just really wasn't fair at all. Pale eyes followed the curve of her back before he was dragging his attention back to her face as she asked about the test. "Um." He felt a brush against his knee beneath the table. It could have been an accident, but the way she was leaning close, the look in those pretty eyes, all of it spoke to some pretty deliberate flirting. So he smiled as he gave a soft hum in the affirmative.the fingers of his left hand sliding between the pages of the text book to flip them back and forth lazily.

"Leisure studies," he answered easily, holding back on an automatic explanation of the major to see if she was interested enough to ask. There was a chance she already knew what a leisure major entailed, but that seemed unlikely. He hadn't met anyone yet that did.

Mention of a possible girlfriend made him laugh, and he glanced away, right hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck before dropping back to the table. "No, no girlfriend. I was uh..." A small pause, gaze diverted. "A little tied up." Not a lie, but it skirted the truth pretty widely. Made light of something that could have been a lot worst for him.

He grinned at the subtle innuendo, though gave a small shake of his head. Not the first time he'd heard that joke, and certainly not the last. It never bothered him. "It's, well. Tourism, event planning, festivals. That sort of thing. It's a pretty broad major.

More innuendo, but this time Axton looked down again, lips drawing back in a small smile. "Unfortunately, no. Not the fun kind of tied up." He debated just telling her, but he'd rather the conversation not shift from the casual direction it was headed now, and into something that serious.Granted, the idea of gaining a little sympathy from the lovely young woman made it a tempting thing, but there was also a chance of that backfiring completely. It was better to not mention it, at least for now. "It doesn't matter, though. I'll be all caught up by the time the test rolls around. Just had to give up a little more free time than I would have liked.

"Besides, if I hadn't needed to catch up, I would have missed out on a lunch date with a pretty girl in a coffee shop." Sly. Axton side eyed her as he brought his drink up t his lips, a small smirk playing on his lips.

He caught that flick of tongue against her lips, pale eyes lingering there for just a second before sliding back up again at her question. "Oh, I'm studying a bit of all of it. Trying to figure out what I enjoy most, so I can narrow down my studies in my senior year." That was the plan, in any case, but if it didn't pan out that way, broad studies would allow him to find work in a multitude of areas. Axton flashed her a grin when she mentioned Hawaii. "I'm not sure, but when I find out I'll let you know. I've always wanted to go to Hawaii."

The concern caught him a little off guard, and for a moment or two he just looked at her. Then he smiled softly, shaking his head even as he answered. "I'm alright. Things could have been worse, but they weren't, so no harm done." He kept waiting for some sort of break down. Some larger personal acknowledgement of what had happened, but none had happened thus far, and he was beginning to think they wouldn't. It should have been traumatic, but really, it had all just been very confusing.

His smile brightened as she called him a prince, though he was suitably puzzled as she drew out a pen. At least until she started writing down her number. "Oh. Yes, definitely." Eager, but hopefully not too eager.

Well, if he'd had any doubt in his mind about whether or not she was flirting with him, they were gone now, with that one suggestive comment. Pale eyes widened just a touch before he grinned back at her, an easy curl of lips that was the usual mix of self-deprecation and confidence. "You can study my leisure anytime." One hand coming up off the table, he waved it in a vaguely dismissive motion. "No need to apologize."

The smile softened some as she expressed relief at his well being. It might have only been polite, but he still appreciated it. "Thank you."

His attention dipped tot he paper in her hand as she scribbled down her digits, lips ticking in a subtly smug way at the little heart before she was handing it over to him, fingertips brushing his in a significant seeming way.

Yes, she was definitely flirting with him. That seemed to be happening a lot lately, and it did wonders for the young man's ego.

"I will, definitely." Axton made a show of slipping the paper into his pocket as she gathered her things, grinning up at her. "Wouldn't dream of keeping you waiting for long." Just had to get a few academic hurdles out of the way first. Would be a real shame to flunk out of college now, in his last year.