Mystical Wonderland.

Jecht inhaled another drag from his cigarette, a half smirk coming across his face as he did so. He thought this girl was alright, he liked her quietness, it was a good quality to him. A person who knew how to enjoy silence and solitude was alright in his book. A soft and quiet chuckle would pass through his nose as she finished speaking, smoke coming from his nose as he exhaled. He would lazily speak in his deep voice again. "You're alright kid..."

Jecht had a feeling she was trying to say something but didn't have the courage, something in his gut told him so. The way she sighed and kept trying to talk to him, he wondered why. Why the hell would anyone want to talk to him? Maybe he wasn't as hated as he thought. He would simply call out to her, smoke coming from his lips as he spoke since he had just finished inhaling a drag from his cigarette. "If you got something to say, spit it out already...."

Jecht didn't have anything to say to her, nor to anyone else. He wasn't about to spark up a conversation, he would barely even keep one going. He would pull out his pack of cigarettes yet again, gently shaking it so that a single cigarette would protrude from the top. He would grip that cigarette in between his lips, then place the pack of cigarettes back into his pocket. Jecht then grabbed a lighter from his pocket, bringing it up to his face and lighting his cigarette. He inhaled that first sweet drag and exhaled it not soon after...He wondered why this girl had been out here this late, students weren't allowed to be, but what ever; Like Jecht cared.

Jecht would simply reply to her in his deep cold voice. "So I don't kill people like you..." His words were harsh, but it was true, he smoked cigarettes to relax though his words might have been a bit exaggerated.

Jecht inhaled and exhaled one final drag from his cigarette before tossing it onto the floor, not bothering to put it out, he didn't care enough to. His hands would go back to his pockets as he relaxed against the tree. He would wait a little bit til he sparked up another cigarette, for now he would just enjoy the silence.

Jecht merely stood in silence, leaned up against the tree and smoking his cigarette. An awkward silence came over the two, not really awkward for Jecht, but for her it might have been. Jecht didn't care, if anything he liked the silence, it was relaxing. He would inhale another heavy drag from his cigarette, nearly finishing it off.

Jecht inhaled a drag from his cigarette, popping his left shoulder as he did so. His deep and calm voice would simply say one word in response to her. "Yeah..." He then stood there silent, smoking his cigarette peacefully. He wasn't exactly the social type, so he hardly ever started up conversations, or kept them going for very long. Perhaps this girl could get him to talk a little more if she tried hard enough.

Jecht would nod as she gave her thanks, his way of saying 'you're welcome'. He remained leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, inhaling a drag from his cigarette before speaking. This girl seemed scared of him, most people were. He would exhale the smoke from his mouth as he spoke, his words were cold and blunt, his voice deep and lazy. "Yeah, I know..... The name's..." He hesitated to say his name, he had always hated using it, to him it was a dead mans name...."Jecht...Jecht Spiegel..."

Jecht had been standing behind the bench she was sitting on. He was leaning against a tree with his left leg kicked up against it, while his right leg remained on the ground. His left hand dug into his pocket, and his right hand hung at his side. His eyes closed and his head titled down. A scrunched up cigarette hung loosely between his lips, trails of smoke coming from the tip and his nose. He was listening to Allisen sing, surprisingly she had been rather good. He would exhale a drag from his cigarette as he spoke, his words being slightly muffled by the cigarette. "Not bad kid..." He would softly call out to her with his lazy and deep voice.