Terrified of these four walls ;; [Dimitri, open]

The mantra died on his lips the singular word just fading out to silence again. If he hadn't left his cell phone plugged in back in his dorm. After all he barely used the thing, really, so more often than not it was not even on his person. A shudder ran through his body at the thought of how long he could, potentially, be stuck in the small space. For all he knew it could have been seconds, although doubtful, or perhaps even minutes really even though his mind was stringing it out. Making it longer than it possibly was miring him in despair at getting out.

Sieffre barely reacted when the door opened although he did flinch when his leg was tapped lightly followed by distant muddled words. It snapped him out of the daze he'd fallen in to, really, his head shot up and his body was moving before he even had a chance to so much as think about it. His left shoulder collided with something solid although he didn't care enough to look and see if it had been the one who had opened the or some other object. He just wanted out of that area and far too lost to care what the consequences would be for getting that freedom.

His body hit the opposite wall, a harsh thud following, as he basically floored himself. Collapsing bonelessly against the new wall he seemed to be content to huddle against it all but trying to be come a part of it. But at least the fear was fading from him now that the air was fresher and he couldn't taste his own fear any more. It took him a moment to realize that in his mad escape from the closet he'd actually kept his eyes closed as well as completely ignored whatever it had been that the other person had said.

Breathe... Just breathe... He took a shuddering breath, his entire frame shivering with it, and released it again. Just a little bit more before he could deal with whatever situation that he'd landed in to. Sieffre took several more breaths before he finally put a hand against the wall. Not quite ready to speak just yet rather he battled to get to his feet using the wall to keep his body up wards. Now that he was freed he just felt exhausted and pale and he just wanted to run back to his dorm and sleep for who knew how long.

"S-s... orry."Even his voice just sounded off even to his own ears he sounded like he'd had a couple too many cups of coffee like he was totally strung out. A shaking hand ran through his hair making blonde hair nearly standing on end in some places. He used that same hand to wipe at his face forcing another heavy breath in to his lungs as he tried to figure out what might have been said. But then again the answer should have been obvious. 'Are you okay?' was the default question when it came to people who did not seem completely well. This time he seemed to be talking "Fine... 'M... Fine."

He finally opened his eyes staring blankly at the floor beside his feet, unable to see beyond his hair to the male that had spoken to him, unwilling to look up and see what type of expression that might be directed toward him. Rather he hunched his shoulders while he watched the floor trying to decide what it was that he was going to do. Running seemed like a good idea, really, but it would be rude to do so. And he'd practically destroyed the closet while he had been in it, as the many bottles that littered the floor now. That in it's self was surprising that he'd managed to get out with out stepping on one of them.

He smoothed shaking hands down his shirt and pulled at the hem absently fixing up his clothes just for the sake of doing something other than standing there. He kept up his study of the floor, though, probably to the point that he would likely be able to explain it down to the smallest detail if asked later on. But he didn't know the person that was there with him and did not recognize the other boys voice at all. If possible he seemed to wilt more when questioned about why it was that he appeared to have been chased by the devil himself while not moving at all. Of course the first guess would be some mind altering chemical.

"N-no... I-t..." Sieffre paused before he even managed to complete that thought, not distracted really, but deciding that it would be best to actually think over what he was going to say rather than just spitting something out in an attempt to just distract the attention away from him. But there was nothing in the hall way to really put the attention toward nothing at all really that he could hear. He shifted again one hand encircling his wrist and squeezing as he pondered what he could say exactly. The truth was always an option but then someone else would know and what if they felt like pushing him back in there? A soft hitch in his breath at that thought before he just shook his head and continued on with his conversation with the floor. "Claustrophobia."

He heard the boy move toward him before his study of the floor was cut off and he was instead staring at around the boys knees rather than the floor. Sieffre took a step back before he raised his head slightly looking at Dimitri through his hair rather than actually raising his head like he, perhaps, should have. Already there was anger, he shouldn't really be surprised anymore, Sieffre seemed to have this talent for finding people who rather disliked his tendencies as a whole. But as it had been said to him before a good deal of people found it disrespectful to not actually look at the person he was talking to.

After a moment he raised his head a little bit more finally calm enough to actually try and deal with the other boy in a way that wouldn't make him totally disliked and be deemed useless because of it. The quiet voice in the back of his mind noted that he was only maybe an inch shorter in height. Sieffre was also generally smaller in body size as well not that it really mattered, to him, not unless the other boy decided to hit him, but for now he was just doing his usual thing in noticing strange things about the other male. After a moment he spoke, quietly though, again more of a mutter than actually talking. "Thank you..."

Now that he was starting to regain his sanity he shifted slightly twisting to look at the closet that he'd just been in. At the bottles that he'd knocked over while in there. He cast a glance toward Dimitri then back to the closet trying to decide if it was safe enough to go back in there or if the moment he stepped back in there this other male would slam the door shut behind him and start everything all over again. He hesitated for several moments longer before he stepped away from the wall only to kneel just inside the closet and start picking up the things he had knocked over with out a word. Just keeping his head down and doing his best not to tick off the other boy too much.

He had to fight not to jump away when the other male came to help him pick up the bottles that had littered the floor. Obviously Sieffre was moving slower than usual since, even though the mess was his fault, Dimitri managed to pick up far more than he did and even shoved some of the clothes he'd originally came to get in to his hands. Staring at the cloths that had been shoved in to his free hand he absently wondered how in the world the other had known that was what he had been looking for. But when his other hand tightened around the cloth he'd previously been clutching at the pieces fell in to place and left him feeling a little bit more than mentally slow. At the same time he couldn't really be expected to be firing on all cylinders after going through what was, for him, a minor hell on earth moment.

"Ah...?" Sieffre blinked and wondered at what it was that he wanted to say about the cloths, although thank you should have been up there on the list at least, his mind just went blank as he looked at the cloths for a while longer. He was broken out of where ever it was exactly that his thoughts had run off to when Dimitri asked why he didn't get someone else to get the things for him. He raised his head and looked at the other male for a few moments as if pondering the fact himself even when he already knew the answer for that one.

Both of his room mates, both of them younger than he was no less, but they both had their own things to do and therefore he hadn't wanted to bother them with something as trivial as getting cleaning supplies while his body was still up and running. He'd always been taught to do things himself unless there was no way in hell that he could do them and going in to a supply closet wasn't impossible. It might have been a bit hard for him to do but as long as the door remained open... Of course the door hadn't remained open and now he was probably being rather rude in looking at the other male while trapezing around in his thoughts rather than telling him that he could go in to a supply closet and get things all by himself.

"They... Were busy." He shifted slightly when he said that transferring the cloths over to his other hand and dropping his head. Only to realize that that seemed to annoy the other male so he raised his head again apparently becoming enraptured with a point about half way up the wall across from him. After a moment he added quietly. "Besides... It's not... Impossible for me... To get what I needed."

Another slight shift in his stance this time leaning away slightly in surprise as he was pointed at. He watched carefully taking a few moments for the words to actually click in. Once they did he merely blinked trying to decipher what it was that the other boy had meant by that. Just the fact that he was standing there and breathing surely meant that he was 'living', correct? A short moment after that he realized that the other could have meant the figurative 'living' where people went out and did things that were fun for them and therefore in doing so it was also known as living, of course, but the context was different in some cases as well. And Sieffre could only pray that Dimitri did not mean that he wanted to take him to go do something reckless. All by himself the rabbit-shifter managed to do quite a few reckless, and quite frankly rather stupid, things that most would never even dream of doing. Such as running through a forest while being chased by a predator and waltzing in to a group of more predators just because he hadn't stopped. He sighed softly.

"Okay..." He had another moment of wondering if he was just completely loosing his mind. Yet again he had spoken with out fully considering what it was that he was going to say exactly. Yet alone the fact that he had just agreed to whatever this stranger, or basically so, wanted to do. A deeper breath made him curl his nose slightly at a whiff of his own scent, or at least part of it. Now he smelled of cold fear and other unpleasantness. "But... Can...?

He paused for a moment wondering if he could phrase if with out making it sound like it was a date between them. As he highly doubted the other boy swung toward boys and Sieffre himself was unsure as to which way he was more inclined toward. After a moment he merely gave up deciding to go with the truth.

"Might I change... My clothes...First?" A ghost of a smile crossed his lips after he thought about why he'd asked if he could change first. It was almost laughable really. Since a change of clothing would probably not be argued against in the grand scheme of things. He'd asked, and probably already knew the answer, so he would stick around for the answer as well.

Sieffre nodded slightly finally able to say, if only to himself with in the confines of his mind, that he was about as calm as he ever got. He smiled at the idea of him merely changing so he could look good for him it was more because his clothes were sticking to his skin, and thus uncomfortable, and the best way to remedy that would be to change. After a moment he started to fiddle with his hair putting it back in to the closest thing that could be called order flattening the parts that fell around his face and actually fixing the back of his hair so it wasn't almost flat in the back. "All depends on who you ask..."

Of course he knew that given the right light, and perhaps clothing too, that some actually would think he was female. Usually it only happened when he happened to both have the blonde hair and it was on the long side. But it had been known to come around while he had short hair as well, though less often. How people managed to mistake him for a woman he had yet to figure out. After all it wasn't common to see a female who was nearly six feet and rather distinctly flat chested.

"Hmm..." He glanced toward Dimitri when he started talking about running. Oddly enough it gave him an idea. And it would test out just how far this other boys humor managed to extend before snapping, if it happened at all, and it would give him a chance to work off some of the extra energy he still had buzzing through his system. He laughed softly at the question on if they were actually going the right way or not. "Maybe."

He stretched mulling over his new idea for a moment before he glanced at the other boy again. Perhaps if he took it as a joke it would go well. If not... Well Sieffre might have been about has hopeless as he looked, at times, but one thing that was good about that was sometimes others did the standing up for him. And the second point was that he was a hard person to catch when he actually put his mind to it.

"How about this..." He smiled as he spoke his tone light and somewhat michevious. "Meet me... At the dorm room."

Sieffre bolted, or at least went from walking at a leasurely pace to a flat out sprint, but not in the way that they had been heading. Rather he shot back down the hall way.

Sieffre didn't push his pace, although he could have, he kept the same pace that he had used in taking off. Half curious to see if the wolf would actually do something about the fact he had just abruptly ditched or take the challenge and see if he could get to the room faster that the one who actually knew where it was. For whatever reason he had always been the sort to push things just to see how it would play out. Paired with his somewhat impulsive behaviors it occasionally led to some... Explosive results at times. Even though he hardly seemed to be the sort he had a habit of doing the opposite that he was told at tiems, at least it wasn't a constant thing, because even he had the urge to break the rules every now and again.

It was a little bit of a surprise to get manhandled, or at least grabbed and pulled back, so the wolf could take the lead. Almost as soon as Dimitri took the lead he seemed to figure out which way it was that they were headed. Sieffre smiled as he made sure to keep up with him both of them barreling through the thankfully empty hallways. Another abupt turn and he was attempting to not run in to the other boy he just barely missed running in to Dimitri, again, instead he stopped a few feet away.

Sieffre found himself laughing at the remark though. Half hoping his own smell didn't completely blot out that of his roommates scent even though he had, technically, been in the room far longer than Alec had been to begin with. At first he had found sharing a room with someone so much younger than he was rather uncomfortable, three years difference at least, but now he just did his best to ignore that fact and just go with the flow of things. Which wasn't exactly an easy thing, at times, but it was easier than obsessing over the fact. He smiled as he spoke, actually sounding calm and rather happy too, although he still didn't quite look at the other boy. "Congratulations. And I'm glad that I didn't upset you. Anyways I shall try to be quick with the changing."

He left Dimitri in the hall, mainly because it would just be uncomfortable to bring him in to the room just for Sieffre to change his clothes, and made sure to be quick in the changing of his clothes. Once he stepped out of the room he was wearing a black and red turtle neck shirt with one of his usual jackets thrown over it. At least he no longer had the scent of fear about him and in fact looked surprisingly normal for someone who had been strung out from being locked in a closet. But then Sieffre had always been quick to flow from emotion to emotion almost effortlessly and had never been one to stay afraid once the thing that caused the fear was gone. He looked at Dimtri for a moment half wondering what it was that the other boy was planing, and deciding it was probably a far better idea to just not ask at all, that was it would be a surprise of sorts. And Sieffre could only hope that it wouldn't involve enclosed, or open spaces, or other things that caused his heart to pound with fear.