Mark sat back in his favourite seat. A nice comfortable one in his room. He closed his eyes and focused on his various camera-like probes throughout the school. There was a few that nothing much was happening in. A couple of the students were having a little... romp in one of the bedrooms. Mark watched for awhile and made note of their names. He moved onto another probe.
"There," Shannon said, holding Briar up, "all fresh now."
She cuddled her baby, now with a clean nappy, and then put her gently into her crib. She leaned up again slowly. It was that weird feeling of being watched. She frowned and slowly surveyed the room. It was really a most disconcerting feeling, and she had been feeling it a lot lately. In the more public places it could be written off, but in her room?
She sighed and sat down on her bed. She was planning on getting changed for her shower, but now she didn't feel so inclined. And it wasn't like she had any pictures in her room where the eyes seemed to follow you.
"This is not silly," she said, then frowned at her lapse.
Something had to be done. She closed her eyes from a moment, trying to remember, then took a box out of her wardrobe. She poked through it for a few minutes and then finally found what she wanted, a vial of green liquid. Shannon was reluctant to use it, as acquiring more was difficult at best, but if this feeling was vaild then it would solve her problem. And if it wasn't, then at least it would prevent it from happening in the future.
She moistened her lips then uncapped the vial. She winced a moment, forgetting how potent the stuff was, took a sip as quickly as possible and recapped the vial. She held it in her mouth and spoke in elvish:
"Prying eyes, prying eyes
Can no longer see my person
Prying ears, prying ears
Can no longer hear a word from me
No spying on my person be
Only honest obervastions make
For all the others shall be blank
No one can peep on me"
She was about to swallow the bitter liquid when it occured to her at the last minute to add another couple of lines:
"Hide my box of tricks, hide
No one else can see
No one but me to find you
Only show for me"
At last she swallowed. She winced at the disgusting after taste, but at least now the feeling of being watched was gone. So, perhaps there was someone after all?
She put the vial back into her box, and put the box away, and then sought to rid the taste from her mouth.
Back in his room, Mark frowned in annoyance. Now why did she turn herself invisible? What was she up to? What was that spell about? He opened his eyes, and opened up the file he had on Shannon on the computer. He reviewed he previous notes and considered the matter, and then looked back on Shannon's room. He could still see Briar, and Shannon wouldn't leave her alone, so she must still be there. And to get a baby sitter if she were planning on going out she would need to make herself visable again.
He mulled this over for a moment, and came to the conclusion that it would be out of character for her to do something sneaky and underhanded. Therefore the logical conlcusion was that she realised she was being watched - not really an uncommon phenomina - and decided to make it difficult for him. But what were the particulars of this? What was that stuff that she drank?
Mark added to his notes the observations and his conclusions, as well as a note to find this box of hers and make a proper investigation of it.