Seeking Entertainment

[Tamara Sulik]

Sometimes, Tamara thought she should change of corm. Not that she didn’t like the one she was in, there really was nothing bad to say about it. But she could just picture what it would be like, if she had been with Blake, Sorcha and Lordan. The parties, the noise, the silliness... They’d be able to make the students look like little angels in comparison. The others, of course, might prefer the setting as it was right now. Less crazy, easier to deal with. It wasn’t like it would be complete chaos all the time. But the blender might wish for a break from milkshake-making. And the conversations, my, it would be very ‘Sex and the City’ like. Well, except for Lordan. The woman would most probably be standing in a corner, begging them to shut up because she wanted to read or something.

Tam liked to shake her a little sometimes. She was too quiet. Not that Tam could not be quiet herself. She probably was more than people first expected of her. She could be very serious. It all depended in what mood she decided to be for the day. For example, despite the way she talked of her job, she took it very seriously. And she did her best to deal with the children appropriately. Even when all she wanted to do was kick their butt.

She’d been running around after a little accident in a corridor. No one was harmed but where there are many teenagers locked up together, something was bound to go wrong. And when they had abilities they did not fully control, well the mess was... messier than in a regular school. All was well again now however, the craziness had passed, leaving Tamara in need of a break. Especially when you considered she helped out of kindness, today being her supposedly day off. Since she had nothing planned for the day, she stayed around, just in case something turned up. Now however, she wanted to find something more interesting to do. Like, let’s say, find one of the best women of Bellefonte to entertain herself with. That said in a not creepy-sexual way. She was not bored nor drunk enough to become a lesbian.

Now, they could be working. It would make sense, that’s what they were meant to do when around here. But the dorm was also their home, in a way, so if they had some time off and nothing to do, like herself, they might be in there. She decided to take the chance. If none of them were available, she could still hit the town. She went to their room and knocked. “Anyone in here? Clothed, preferably,” she asked from the other side. She waited. She’ll do so for a minute or two. Then if there was to be no answer, she’ll leave.

[Lordan J. Moa]

Lordan had spent the majority of her day still organizing her book collection, which was sad considering that she was on day three. And even though a few people had told her that they would help, she just couldn't take the chance of someone messing up her collection even in the slightest. She would be just fine by herself. It sucked sometimes, finding yourself trying to be a perfectionist.

The dorm as a whole had be quiet seeing how both Sorcha and Blake hadn't really been around all day. Sorcha had a whole different time zone, it seemed while Blake was probably out doing some training sessions with students. So that left Lordan by herself as she got a few things done here and there within her room. Though, her train of thought once she reached the books that started with an H came about was broken, by a knock on her door.

She kind of wondered who it could have been until she got relatively close to the door. “Anyone in here? Clothed, preferably,” It sounded like Tamara and although Lordan had no issues with her stopping by, she still wondered what it was that ended her at Lordan's door. Opening the door, she smiled while she looked at Tamara.

"Oh hey, Tamara!" Lordan took a few steps back as she pretty much invited her fellow colleague inside.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara didn’t really mind which one of the fine ladies she’d get when that door would open. She was friends with all three of them. It still sounded weird for her, to call people friends. She travelled a lot in her life and only had acquaintances during that time, never really allowing her to have friends. She’d been here for a while however, long enough to create deeper connections with people around. Still, it remained strange for the woman to find herself trusting someone else as much as she was lately. She rarely let her guard down in the past.

It might not look like it, since she was a very sociable person but Tamara was guarded. Details of her life were on a need to know basis. If she’d share having a son after a little while, it would take a lot more time and work for her to share her feelings regarding her son. Blake was one of the lucky person she’d talk to, when the woman felt like listening. Sorcha was perhaps more of an acquaintance, a friend to go out with. Ironically enough, it was Lordan, the one she probably spent the least time with, that she would share more details of her life to.

The suspense was over, the door opened... on Lordan. Tam smiled at her friend and entered as she allowed her to. It was a good sign, she could have just decided to leave her outside and explain what she was doing here. “Hey Lordan. What were you doing?” she asked as she looked around the dorm room. She turned to face the blonde woman and smiled at her. She didn’t want to tell yet what she was doing here since, well, she wasn’t sure herself. She just thought time would be a lot more interesting in good company.

[Lordan J. Moa]

Lordan looked at Tamara with a smile. Her friend looking as pretty as always without having to do a thing to her face and hair, of course. One could call it envy but Lordan was a bit above envying her friends when it came to stuff that she couldn't change about herself. Lordan herself had been a complete mess, a lazy mess if anything. Her blonde locks had been in a messy up bun, she was wearing a green overly large Marines shirt and black leggings with no socks. Oh! And no makeup. So yeah, she looked like a piece of crap.

“Hey Lordan. What were you doing?”

Rubbing the back of her neck, she also fiddled with the loose strands of her locks as she smiled sheepishly. "Oh! Well I-I uh, I was just organizing around the place. Since Blake and Sorcha hardly find the time to, I figured one of us must." Okay so the place had already been cleaned and organized many times over but Lordan didn't want to admit that she was organizing her book collection... again. She was already seen as a book worm to everyone as it is.

"What have you been up to?"

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara had learned a while back that she had a power. She didn’t mean her ‘power’, the whole creating pictures and all. She meant a way of controlling others if she wanted to. It worked with her body. She used to feel bad in her skin when girls picked on her, claiming she was stuffing her bra and all. And once proven wrong, it got worst with guys assuming she had to be a slut for looking so hot. If she was to be a slut, she chose to be under her conditions. She learned to accept her body, to work it to her advantage. She knew what looked good on her and how to project herself. She learned not to put too much makeup and how it changed her whether she had her hair loose or up in a ponytail. She sure was in control of her image.

That said, she had no problem with the way Lordan looked. She thought the woman was a natural beauty, one that didn’t try too hard. Even now, she could find something beautiful in her. Though some other clothes would definitely look better on her. Even the way she smiled at her... Tam bet she could get men falling for her, wanting to protect her or something. Clearly not the kind of men Tam was able to get herself. She was too aggressive for that.

She looked around the place. Everything seemed well cleaned and organized. So either she caught Lordan after she was done and was chilling down or she chose to be anal and clean even more. She would opt for anal. “You’ve done a pretty good job, I’d say. I don’t know how you manage to do that,” she said. It was arguably untrue. Although her place was not as spick and span as Lordan’s she too would keep it clean. Some people liked to claim a mess was the sign of genius or that it was organized despite the way it looked. But it was just a mess.

Lordan of course had to ask her what she was up to herself. Tam shrugged. “I helped with some damage control down the co-ed dorms. I came to see if I was the only one with some free time on her hands. I suppose the others are working, if you’ve been left to do the cleaning all alone. Or are they hiding in their bedrooms while they made a Cinderella out of you?” she asked Lordan a little smirk on her face because of the joke.

[Lordan J. Moa]

Lordan noticed Tamara eyeing the place, which was good. Seeing how everything was neatly in place and tidy, she wouldn't have to feel embarrassed about whoever decided to show up. She smiled softly, "Why thank you, Tam. I try to make sure it stays this way whenever I have free time. It doesn't get as messy as you'd think. Sorcha is hardly around and Blake tends to be good with abiding by the cleaning."

She giggled as she picked at the skin on her bottom lip with her teeth. "So yeah, you could say I'm anal." Wait, had Tamara even called her anal out loud. Crap! "Damnit, sorry Tams. Pardon the random mind raid, I didn't mean to. Still working on turning it on and off." Even after all these years, Lordan still had a few things here and there that she still had to work on. Even though she was able to turn her telepathic relay on and off, her regular telepathy wasn't as easy.

"Damage control?" Lordan questioned as she made her way into the kitchen area to make some quick tea. "Don't tell me there was another fight." When it came to the students anything was possible, really. If it wasn't a verbal fight then it was a physical one which often led to abilities being used. Which weren't always the funnest ones to break up depending on the students involved. "Well you've come to the right place, I've been free all day." She chuckled as she grabbed her mug full of hot water and dipped her lipton tea bag in it a couple of times. "No, not at all. I tend to be the cleaning lady by choice. Organization is my strong suit, if everyone hasn't caught on to that by now." She smirked back at Tamara.

"Care for some tea?" She said gesturing her mug of tea towards Tamara. If she ever decided that she wanted some, Lordan would gladly make some for her.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara did have something against mess. Usually, she would not say it out loud, unless she started to fear for rodents or couldn’t walk around without hitting something. But she still thought it. She was not exactly the best when it came to cleaning herself though. She tended to procrastinate on that part and only kicked herself in the ass to keep things tidy because she shared some of the room with other people. That and she liked to find things when actually looking for them. Still, cleaning for her meant putting everything in its rightful place, not ending up with a room shining like she was in a fricking Swiffer ad. She nodded at what Lordan said. You could believe that with Blake and Sorcha it would be messy. Then again, their personal room might be. Though Tam believed Sorcha to be a lot like her. Blake however, well she knew how lazy she could get. “I’m surprised she doesn’t complain and try to avoid it at all cost,” she replied. It might be a little rude but Tam allowed herself since she was a friend and so knew she would not take it badly. If she didn't want to be called lazy, she simply had not to be.

She was startled a bit when she bluntly admitted being perhaps a little anal. She quickly apologized since it meant she read her mind. Not that Tam minded it much. She had nothing to hide, at least not thinking about anything she might want to hide. She shrugged at her friend as she apologized. “I’m sorry if you picked that up. Glad you don’t take it bad. I mean, you’re obviously more than that and you’d have reasons not to like it pointed out,” she said, stopping herself as she felt like babbling here. A good thing Lordan didn't act up as hurt for what Tamara thought. It wasn’t like she meant it badly or thought of her only as that.

“Not really. It was an accident. Some girl lost control of her power and when another kid tried to help, well, it just made a bit of a mess. No one was harmed really, just a lot of cleaning and wiping of tears and making sure everyone was back where they belonged,” she explained, almost shrugging it off like it was nothing. She knew when she signed up for this she was bound to see some crazy stuff. As a teenager who did a lot of that shit herself, she thought she was ready. Boy was she wrong! At least she was not getting bored, which probably was the reason why she was still here after all those years.

She smiled to Lordan. “Well I’m happy I’m not disturbing you,” she said as her friend assured her she was free for the day. Tam nodded, a light chuckle escaping her when she mentioned organization as her strong suit. Tam was more the kind to jump from one situation into the next, figuring she would adapt along the road. Organization clearly was not a gift given to her at birth. If you doubted it, you simply had to see her life path since forever to see it.

She looked at her mug when Lordan asked her if she wanted some tea. “Sure,” she said after a second or two of hesitation. She didn’t come here for some tea but wouldn’t mind, she supposed. It would not kill her after all. “So, that’s all you had in mind for you day off, cleaning?” she asked her. My, Tam really had to show her a thing or two on how to have fun.

[Lordan J. Moa]

Blake was a special case, if anything it felt like having a younger sister. There was this aura about Blake that was fun, raunchy and somewhat reminded her of their younger days. To Lordan, Blake seemed as if she was still a child at heart... sugary drinks, candy and all. "Keyword: tends to be good. Never said she didn't complain but besides, I have ways of persuading her. I sound like the cleaning nazi, I know." Lordan was one of many that loved to have things go her way but it wasn't as if she was trying to be bossy, she just wanted the best for herself and the people around her. Was that such a bad thing?

"It's quite alright, Tamara. You know me, I wouldn't agree if it wasn't true." She smiled softly to Tamara. She had been right about that, Lordan could not deny it. Wanting such perfection made it difficult to view Lordan as someone who was some sort of free bird. If Lordan wanted to, she could be a free bird, she could be easy going... right? Yeah, absolutely. "I'm glad no one was harmed." In regards to the mess Tam had to clean up earlier. You could never be too sure when living at an Academy for the gifted, anything could and would happen but they were all used to it by now.

After Tamara agreed on the tea, Lordan made her a cup the raspberry lemon tea that she was currently drinking. She handed her the mug and shrugged, "Well... yeah. I mean, did you have anything else in mind? It would seem my days aren't as action packed as the rest of you." For some reason Lordan was okay with that.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara allowed herself a quick laugh as Lordan compared herself to a nazi. Well, at least she assumed herself? “You promise her the best milkshake of her life in return?” she let out in a teasing tone. Now, she knew she was being a little hard on Blake. But it was for fun. Tamara was not mean to the point of thinking the woman really was lazy all the time. Otherwise she’d never bother with kids. “A place for everything and everything at its place. I like that too,” she said with a shrug to show Lordan she didn’t mind really. As long as the woman didn’t expect Tam to clean up all the time. She was smarter than that anyway, she wouldn’t expect such a thing.

Tam nodded as Lordan assured her not being mad for the little comment she thought of. She could have, even if she assumed being a bit anal with the cleaning. There was a difference between what you thought of yourself and what you allowed others to think of you. Lordan was a perfectionist, something Tamara wasn’t exactly. She liked things well done but did not aim at perfection in the end. If so, there would be a lot of things that would have been different in her life. She sure couldn’t imagine Lordan doing some stripping or marrying a complete stranger in order to become a citizen of a different country.

Tamara did like that nature of hers sometimes. It was useful and made Lordan someone you can count on and know the job will always be well done. But sometimes, Tam wished she could just shake her. Then again, she bet Lordan wished to stop her sometimes. To tie some chastity belt on her and keep her on a leash so she would not head straight to the nearest nightclub. They were different, they had to accept that. “I suppose it could have been worse, I’m glad it didn’t,” she replied with a brief nod. Things could easily take a turn for the ugly around here, without them to even want to. It was not their fault in a way. She didn’t send anyone in detention or anything precisely for that reason.

She chuckled, looking down at the cup Lordan handed her. “Well, it’s not a question of having it filled with action as much as getting out. It’s your day off, you can do anything you want and you plan on locking yourself in here?” It was something else that made them very different. Whenever she was allowed some time off, Tam would take advantage of it to get out of the school. She loved Bellefonte and had no problem with the children. But she needed to be in a different environment every now and then, to enjoy time with people who actually shaved themselves and had a driver’s license. Apparently, Lordan didn’t feel that need. She had no idea what she found so appealing in her room to stay locked up in there when she was allowed to run off and go wherever she wanted for a few hours.

[Lordan J. Moa]

"Depends on how I feel. Sounds cruel, doesn't it?" Lordan let out a chuckle. If anything, she needed to teach Blake on how to part ways with such drinks with abnormal amounts of sugar. Once they reached the age if eighty, her teeth would not be promised, nor her health. Maybe later on her, Tamara and Reid could get together and have some kind of intervention for Blake. It probably wouldn't change anything for her sugar loving best friend but it would be a funny sight to say the least.

“I suppose it could have been worse, I’m glad it didn’t,”

Lordan raised her brows as she raised her mug in a motions of a 'cheers to that'. "It could always be worse." No one at BA had really gone out their way to cause disasters but when you really thought about it, the power behind everyone at the Academy was at a very dangerous level and she wasn't even talking about their powers being used at their full potential. No wonder the government seemed to always have an eye on them... even if they did't realize it.

Taking another sip of her tea, she looked at Tamara with a small smile and a chuckle. "Well excuse me for not taking Montana by storm. I won't lie, even though I grew out of my shell I tend to stay inside way more than needed. I guess I just don't... I don't know." Lordan put her mug down and faced her friend with a smile. "You know what. Let's go out. Or even tonight, I can also invite Blake and Reid." She was going to show Tamara that she wasn't the same self kept, loner of a book worm that she was when she was younger.

[Tamara Sulik]

Blake’s weakness was those milkshakes of hers. How many can she get in a day? Tamara wasn’t even sure she wanted to know. Oh, she loved them too. On occasions. Blake had turned it into a cult. The Cult of the Milkshake. And she was very picky about those. That’s what happen when you’ve had so many, you have preferences people better meet if they wanted you to taste it. She laughed at Lordan’s comments. The young woman might be the quietest of them all, she was still able to come up with funny ones at times. “It’s okay, she deserves a little of tough love,” she replied. And she might even like it. Blake needed her ass kicked every now and then, otherwise she wouldn’t be doing anything.

Tamara had been in this school long enough now she thought to know a little accident like the one that happened earlier today was nothing. She also learned how she had to react to such a situation. She never thought she could have in her to do that kind of job. Dealing with all those teenagers, cleaning after them, being bossy, that wasn’t really like her. But she had a responsible side, one she rarely used in the past and now had the ability to. It forced her to act more like an adult. She had to, with a child. If she wanted to see Mikael again, she needed to come clean first. That meant a honest and steady job, a place and being regular in this country. So far, she achieved one of those three goals. She should work harder for the other two.

He raised her mug with Lordan as she said it could be worse, as some way to approve of it. Yes, it could always be. At least she didn’t need any trainers to keep things under control. If only powers appeared prior puberty, or long after. The students here had to deal with both their hormones, their desire to be treated like an adult but without the responsibilities and their power. It was not surprise every now and then, there was such accident happening. Tamara was generally indulgent when it did. They didn’t do it on purpose, she could not be hard on them when they already felt bad.

She had a small smile, looking blankly in front of her as Lordan admitted she was more an indoor type of person. There was nothing wrong in that, of course, but Tamara would go crazy if she had to live that kind of life. She went back to this room, to this conversation, to lordan as the woman suggested they go out. Her smile grew bigger. “You know what, that is a brilliant idea. We need to get you out of your shell a little more. And it’s not like you will be alone. You have any cool outfit to wear?” Tam let out. If she wanted to go out with Reid, Blake and Tamara, she better look the part. Not that she assumed any of the girls would mind, really, but it would be best if Lordan didn't look like the plain girl meant to make the others look hotter. That would be so unfair, and so untrue.

[Lordan J. Moa]

Lordan loved Blake, really she did but there were times where Lordan had to show her love the hard way. She didn't want to compare Blake to a child, she was a grown woman if anything but her love for sweets was something child-like as well as her knack for being lazy and not wanting to get up and do stuff around the dorm (like cleaning). "At least you get it." If it was one thing that they could both agree on, it would have to be tough love. Even though Tamara was tougher than Lordan, they had a mutual understanding of it regardless.

When Tamara's smile grew, Lordan wondered if her habits of staying inside were really that bad. It was like the heavens had opened clouds to shine down on them at that same moment. Lordan crossed her arms with a smirk when Tamara asked if she had any cool outfits to wear. She was raised in Cali and was an actress before coming back to BA to be a trainer, her wardrobe was so big and diverse that it continued in in her walk in closet back at her father's estate. "Of course I have cool outfits to wear." She replied as she made her way towards her room. She turned as she walked to look at Tamara, "Darling, I'm not completely hopeless, you know."

Lordan opened her closet as her eyes scanned across the broad spectrum of clothing. She called out to Tamara, "Where did you have in mind? Somewhere classy or raunchy? You think Blake and Reid would want to tag along as well?" She said as she pulled out one of her all black and tight outfits from her closet as she studied it.

Raunchy was always good, right?

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara was pretty much in the situation as Lordan when it came to Blake. She loved the woman, no doubt about it, and would be there for her anytime she asked. But sometimes Blake needed a little kick on the butt. She knew it, Lordan knew it and Blake knew it. That didn't stop any of them from liking each other. It was not like Tamara would be insulting Blake or bossing her around anyway. She shrugged to Lordan. “We kind of all need a bit of it at some point,” she replied. It was not like Tamara was perfect. She had her lazy moments too and she could be childish as well. When it came to work however, she knew they all took it seriously.

Tamara chuckled as Lordan claimed not to be hopeless. She was not implying it. But Lordan could seriously use some time out. Had Tam owned a house, perhaps she’d stay at home too. But she never really liked staying at school more than necessary, even as a student. Having to deal with the students, sometimes even fighting to maintain her authority didn’t make her like it any more. She loved her job, it was one she never thought she’d end up doing, but sometimes, she could use a break. It was why people normally didn’t work 24/7, because you needed a weekend or something to recuperate. When she had those times off, Tam could be locked in her room for a while, but she always needed to get out a little. For her sanity. “Hey, I’ve never checked your closet,” she said to defend herself, shrugging as she said that but smiling too. She was only teasing Lordan there.

She was amazed at the vast selection however when Lordan opened her closet. She joined in to look around. “I don’t know. We’ll have to plan it a little more though if we want to go out all four of us,” she said as Lordan mentioned Blake and Reid. It would be fun, of course, but they would have to find a date that could fit them all. She turned to look at the blonde woman when she pulled out an outfit. “How come I don’t see you wearing things like that more often?” she commented, pointing with her chin at the clothes she had in her hands. Tam was usually wearing clothes close to the body and had a thing for v-neck shirts. She was being careful it was not too revealing while at work, she didn’t need any horny teenager drooling over her cleavage, but Tam liked to show her curves.

[Lordan J. Moa]

“We kind of all need a bit of it at some point,” She nodded slightly, "This is true." Lordan wouldn't go out and say that there was anyone who bossed others around, they all pretty much allowed each other to be their own person... With some suggestions along the way, of course. However, there were times where she did feel like she acted more of an older sister to Blake than the other way around. Which could be annoying from time to time.

She giggled. "Well maybe you should. I'm sure I have a few in here that could even put you all to shame." Only joking of course, or was she? "Ah." Her eyes continued to scan through some more. Tamara was right, if it would be a group outing then there would need to be more planning involved but there was no doubt in her mind that she couldn't gather up the other girls last minute. If not, then Lordan and Tamara could gather up as much fun as they could. Tossing the outfit on her bed, she eyed Tamara with a smirk. "Because the last thing I need is attention. Back when we were students, it's all ever I wanted but was too afraid to go after. Now it's all I get and it's quite annoying."

She pulled out another outfit from her closet, along with a few others before tossing them on the bed. Before coming back to BA to teach, Lordan was perusing her acting career and even though she hadn't become as big as she wanted... It didn't mean that people weren't always mentioning her back home in Cali, especially with her dad being a well known lawyer. It was difficult getting away from the public. "Besides, if you were a telepath you'd probably change how you dressed." Raising a brow and tilting her head towards Tamara with a smirk. Lordan could only imagine the thoughts of others that surrounded Tamara. 

Tam was a hottie, that was for sure. 

[Tamara Sulik]

“Now you’ve got me curious,” she replied to Lordan. She vaguely remember the fact Lordan used to be an actress. Why she chose to drop that profession to come here and train mutant kids, Tam wished she could say she didn’t understand. But, in a way, she could. Or at least, she could guess. She never would have thought she was made for that kind of job yet here she was. And she meant to stay, even more after the attack against the school and its young residents. She didn't think she was a courageous or righteous person but there were some times when you simply could not think of yourself only anymore.

Tam doubted the girls would be against a little ladies’ night. The question was more to find a night where none of them worked. It might be a little complicated. Then again, Tam hardly ever took days off and never went on vacation. Not to add she slept here at the school so she was easy to reach. They could spare her for one evening. She laughed at what Lordan told her about attention. She made sense however and Tam could understand her. “Getting the attention of the cute guy of seventeen when you’re sixteen, it’s what you want. When you twenty-six, you prefer not,” she admitted. Tam loved to show some cleavage and had a vast selection of V-neck shirts and dresses. But she wouldn’t go for them while working. There was a limit how much she wanted to show the students. Their hormones already made them think about it too much.

She laughed even more as she brought up her power. It was true that Tam only got the glances and could figure out what they meant. Lordan could hear them. “Is that why you chose to leave the cinematic world? Too many thoughts you’d rather not hear?” she asked. Tam used her body to her advantage on more than one occasion but at the same time, she hated when people only saw that part of her. She was so much more and wished they could see it.