Where They Roam

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She stood out in the field. Her eyes was glued at the sight of the beautiful animals that were roaming around. For a moment she didn't know if she belonged there or not. She was going to assume she was on territory she didn't belong but for a moment she had this feeling of rebellion she didn't think she could put words too. That was simply because right now she was wrapped up in the feeling that she was free. The open space, the breeze that spread out around her and this sensation that she could fly hit her so powerfully that she giggled like a child and suddenly flopped back onto the high grass and she felt the cod press of it against her back and body as her eyes fluttered shut for a moment.

The sounds of soft crickets churning in the distance. The sound of the leaves in the tree's swaying as the breeze hit them. This was a soft heaven. An escape from the crowd, from the world and a place where she felt untouched and at peace. She liked this spot.

She could hear the movements of the horses moving along as they ate away at the grass. She didn't get close to them because she didn't want to startle them. Opening her eyes now, she looked to the sky and was caught by the sight of the clouds before her as they moved along. For a second, she raised her hands, forming a square with her fingers as she boxed out some of the clouds in it like she was some kind of photographer of sorts. She stuck her tongue out and let it hang at the corner of her mouth and chuckled a bit at her silliness.

This, was part of a club wasn't it? She wondered what the rules were, what you needed in order to join.

That was when the concern hit her. Some of the equipment would be expensive and she didn't exactly have parents she could go to and ask for help from. The thought hit her hard and she frowned dropping her hands back into the cool grass as the sun warmed her.

Already, whatever dream she had about the club was squashed as she once more criticized herself harshly. Trapped in her thoughts she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings and who may be approaching.

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Tag Cyril Kingsley

[Cyril Kingsley]

Cyril was down at the stables as he most often was since it was his job for one and two he really liked horses so of course he would spend a lot of time down here when he didn't really have anything else planned. Main things that really got him away from the stables when he didn't have to be were drinking, hanging out, or going out on dates. Other than that he probably spent a lot more time then he needed to down at the stables, but he enjoyed every second of it. Being around the horses, taking care of them, and helping out club members and potential club member with their horse. Even non club members he liked for them still to come down here for a place to relax and get away from any of the high school drama they were dealing with. What better place to stop thinking about who was cheating on whom and who was the hottest of them all when you were down with the horses?

"Sphinx! Get back here! What is in your mouth?!" Cyril yelled after his cat in the distance. He spotted her with something in her mouth that certainly was not cat food or a dead mouth. Being a vet he had to make sure that his cat was okay so went to get whatever it was she had in her mouth but she bolted. Running off with cat like speed out and through the pastures with what she had in her mouth. Cyril running after the Bombay cat but he was only human and his power was not super speed so he would not be able to catch her easily. He just needed her to get within range of his power and then he would use it on her. Even if she hated it, it would teach her a lesson about running away from him when all he was trying to do was help her and make sure she didn't end up sick.

It was easy enough to tell when she was running off to since a black cat clearly stood out among the green glass so Cyril was not worried about losing her and knew she never ran completely away from the stables. Sphinx dashing and suddenly feeling the need to hide what she had so Cyril would not get a hold of it. She spotted a girl lying in the grass and could not help but to go over towards her to say hello. Sphinx was a very friendly cat after all and she liked to meet new people. She even completely forgot why she was running and moved to pounce right next to the girl before rubbing against the side of her and letting out a purr. During her purring and rubbing she ended up dropping a square little packet on the girl's stomach. It was a wrapper but a specific kind of wrapper used for an activity in particular.

"There you are!" Cyril shouted when he finally caught up to Sphinx, not spotting the girl right away but when he did he was grinning. "Hello there." Cyril greeted her in his ever friendly manner, especially because she was a little girl. He opened his mouth to say more but his eyes feel to the packet and his jaw dropped, at a loss for words. Was she planning on doing something out here and the guy just took off? Or was that what Sphinx had in her mouth and if so where did she get it from?

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She was quite comfortable. Enjoying her time now as she watched the clouds pass her like it was nothing. It was calming, relaxing and she was lost in her own little world. Nothing there to distract her, to disturb her or even worse. Make her feel uncomfortable for any reason. She was licking her lips now as she closed her eyes once more. Wondering if it was safe to be taking a nap here. It was so peaceful, like the world outside this field didn't exist and she wanted to fade with it into the sunset when it came. It would have been nice, she wondered what time the sunset here. Would it be memorizing or would it be something else?

That was when she felt something suddenly pounce at her side and then rubbing against her. Her eyes opened wide suddenly in surprise as she heard the purring of it. She was confused for a split second as she looked at the black cat before a smile would creep over her lips and she was reaching out to softly stroke its head. "Why hello there...." She said with a mused tone until she watched as the feline suddenly placed something on her stomach. "What did you bring me...." She asked with her British accent suddenly thickening as picked up the little packet. As soon as she had, she was sitting up suddenly and turning her head to look at a older male suddenly approaching.

Whatever he said was drowned out by her sudden shock. The shock only got worse when he noticed it too! She swallowed air and her face exploded into a bright red as she sat, jaw dropped open as she didn't know what to say. She blinked, hazel eyes frantically looking around.

That is his cat!

That made sense, he clearly had made some sort of Here you are and he was more then likely talking to the friendly kitty since it was already rubbing up against his own legs. She blinked again and looked at him. She held it out to him. "Y..Y....Yours....." She said clearly embarrassed as she dropped her eyes unable to even look at his face at this point. "She....gave it to me....." She said utterly modified she was even handing this back. Hadn't he seen it she could have least hid the damn thing!

What kind of guy....lets cats play with those things....

She wasn't about to answer that, but she was probably sure if she googled it she would be scared for life.

[Cyril Kingsley]

The young girl was turning red now, embarrassed clearly. She had been caught! At least that was what Cyril assumed and his light blue eyes were already looking around, trying to find the guy. Well it could have been a girl but not by the kind of packet that was, so clearly it was a guy. Funny, he could not see anyone around so the boy must have had super speed, invisibility, or the power to fly. The jerk leaving behind the girl to handle the staff. He leaned over to give his cat a quick pet as he felt her rubbing up against her leg. Oh, now she was trying to be nice after bolting when all he was trying to do was help her make sure she didn't eat something that she should not. Cyril moved to double check his cat’s mouth to make sure she really didn't have anything in there now but froze at the question. His?! She was even holding it out to him as if handing it back.

Wait so if it was not hers and it was not his...oh dear. Cyril was quick to act, moving to swat the packet out of the girl's hand and send it flying. He remembers to get it later and burn it so no one could use it. "No it's not mine! Don't touch!" Cyril said as he swatted it and then gave his cat a look. He would have to get her to show him where she found it so he could double check his cameras to see who might have been the one to drop it by accident. Since he was pretty sure that if anyone did do they do down at his stables, he would know, and so would everyone at the school. He would not show the video of it of course, but he would make sure the new would travel among the students and staff. What better way to stop someone from doing the do, then embarrassing them?

"She must have picked it up somewhere. I'm so sorry you had to touch such a thing. Come, let's go wash your hands and have some candy to forget this whole mess." Cyril said in his British accent as well, it taking a moment for his brain to click that she sounded like him. "Are you from the UK too?" Cyril suddenly asked with a beaming smile as he offered his hand out to her in order to help her up to her feet.

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She blinked. She was very confused at the way he was looking at her at the moment. Why did he look at her like that? Was something on her face? Wait, he didn't actually think? Her entire body turned a bright red and her head was suddenly spinning. She kept up this blushing thing she had going on she was sure to pass out one day at this rate. None the less she couldn't believe it! Though would he even believe her if she told him it wasn't her's? That the cat had brought it to her actually. She didn't know, she wasn't sure she would even believe it herself! She was in thought when suddenly, he swatted at the little wrapper sending it flying. She released a startled squeal suddenly at the act and her eyes grew huge as she looked at him.

Fear..

That was encased on her face at the act, her face paled over completely as she blinked slowly at the older male in front of her and she suddenly wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear. Would he hit her too? She couldn't help the cold chill that was coursing through her right now at the terrified thoughts she had in her mind.

Yet, he never advanced as if he would, she felt the tension slowly ease on her shoulders and the sudden pain of how tightly her muscles had gotten was hitting her. She nodded her head as she brought her hands together in a nervous twitch.

Oh...He is apolog....wait...Another one?

She was registering the accent as he spoke to her. Oh! He believed it was the cat! She swallowed down as she looked at him. That panic slowly calming down and the ease of the fear washing down. Granted, it wasn't completely gone but it wasn't as strong anymore. He wanted her to wash her hands? That was a bit weird but then again she wouldn't say no. She didn't want to be in trouble. She nodded. "Candy?" She asked her tone soft as she accepted his hand to help her to her feet.

When up, she brushed her hands along her legs to make sure no grass or dirt had stuck to her. Checking her hair for the same she leaned her head to the side a bit. "Yes, I just arrived a few days ago...You as well, Sir?" She asked, trying to show proper manners and not stick her imaginary tail so far between her legs he saw the yellow of nerve and fear on her.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Cyril had not meant to scare the young girl at all, that was the farthest thing from his mind. He had a little sister complex in a way and he basically saw all little girls in a sister like manner. He wanted to protect them, make them happy, and just scoop them up into hugs and spin them around until they both were dizzy and just fell over. He honestly could never think of a time that he even laid a hand on his sister that was not in some friendly or playful manner. Sure he could be stern but he was more likely to just pick them up and drag them away from something then he was to hit them for being stupid. He himself could be a very violent person if the need arise, but not with his little sister. He would just be sassy with those who were not very good little sisters.

He himself jumped a little when she released her little squeal, not expecting it and worried that maybe he had hit her hand in the process. He was sure that he didn't but just in case he felt bad a little bit. He just didn't want her to touch it, even if it was safely in its wrapper, it was just because of what it was and its purpose that he could not handle a 'little sister' having it. He did start to smile again when she seemed like she was calming down then, even nodding at his offer to wash her hands. The whole hand washing was not really needed, but again just washing away the idea of it all kind of thing. "Yes, candy. Unless you don't like candy. I have tea instead and some fresh fruit if you would like that better." Cyril responded to her question as he helped her to her feet. He almost let out squee when he felt her small soft hand in his but kept it together.

Waiting for her to dust herself off before he turned to lead the way back towards the stables. Bending over to pick up his kitty to carry her back because he didn't trust her not to run over and pick the packet up again. Oh she was super new if she had only arrived a few days ago, but why was she at BA instead of the school back in the UK? "Oh I have been here a few months, but I went to the UK school and work here as the stable hand now." Cyril said with a small skip in his step, turning to walk backwards so he could look at the girl. "I forgot my manners. Cyril Elias Kingsley at your services. May I ask who you are little dove?" Cyril asked, keeping a friendly smile on his face as he looked at her.

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Is he a pedophile or something?

Her thoughts were being rude again, but then again she could somehow understand the lack of ability on reading the man before her. She couldn't figure him out. Was he staff? Was he just nice? He seemed nice, but he also seemed a bit to nice. Like a creeper kind of to nice. Then again he acted really weird over that thing, but who was she to judge? She would have freaked out on seeing it as well if she had found it and people were around. The feline was his, so that meant it had been his? Maybe that was why he acted so weird?

She made a slight face, she was confusing herself. She was trying to figure someone out and putting them in a position without knowing them. She wasn't being fair, but then again she had met so many people who showed one face to her and turned around and showed another face not even less then an hour later. She couldn't help not trusting people right away. She couldn't help the build up of fear and discomfort. She couldn't help the worry.

"Tea..!" Suddenly the idea of tea was very exciting to her. She liked the sound of it more then candy actually. It wasn't just the fact that she was from the UK, but also because of the fact tea calmed her. She felt more, human, when she was drinking it. She licked her lips a bit. "Do you have...Blueberry tea?" She wondered curiously to him and she was surprised she even asked that. Her face flushed now and she looked down in shame for speaking up so suddenly like that. She couldn't help it, she was a very shy and closed off person.

She blinked a bit when he said he came from the UK school as well and she suddenly stopped walking and looked at him. Her eyes were reflecting disbelief as she stared at him. He didn't look familiar but then again the crowds of the laughing faces she often saw were mostly a blur to her. Was he there? Had he been part of that crowd. Was he toying with her? Would he pull a cruel prank on her too? She thought she left that behind, she thought she be safe and now she was doubting everything! She should have gone somewhere else! Another school! Maybe she should have just quit school..

She still could...School hasn't started yet so she could quit. Run off and go somewhere else.

She bit the inside of her bottom lip as she looked down at the ground feeling emotionally unstable and knowing she was nearing tears now. "O....Odette.....Ashford..." She said hearing he was staff, she gave him her proper name and not just her nickname. "Or...Jay....I like Jay." She kept her eyes down and shifted a bit uncomfortably.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Cyril had no clue what was going on in the girl's mind but if he did he would be really hurt and feel super bad. No he was not one of those bad guys, he was just really nice. He was just such a big brother type and he did forget to remember that not everyone was fine with an older man being so nice to them. They would expect that he wanted something from them or had something planned that was not good. The only thing Cyril wanted from them was to think of him as an older brother and feel like they could depend on. That was pretty much all there was that Cyril wanted from the younger girl, past that he could not even think of anything past the level of being friends or like family. He had long since been the way he is now after his first sibling was born and just got worse when his little sister had been born.

"Yes, tea." Cyril responded back to her sudden outburst about it when he suggest it as an option. It was best to give people options after all since who knew if they even liked candy or not. He didn’t have much in the ways of treats down at the stables, but he had a few and certainly some drink options. "I do in fact, among other flavors and some tea that you can only get back home in the UK." Cyril pointed out with his still friendly grin practically stuck on his face as he led the way back to the stables. Cyril was not at all bothered by her question and was pleased that she was at least talking to him after that whole not so awesome introduction to the two of them meeting. The stables were not that far from where they were and it would not take that long until they were walking into the stables themselves with most of the horses still out in the pastures.

He had indeed gone to school in the UK but that had been years ago and he doubted that she would have been there during the time that he was. He was twenty-seven after all and she was probably like...a young teen. Introductions were done and Cyril was pleased to hear her give her name in return. "You have a very beautiful name Odette but I will call you Jay if you like to be called by that." Cyril responded as he put his cat down and did a small skip towards the back of the stables where he had a kettle. Already moving to fill it up with water and put it on the little burner and went to find the blueberry tea. "I'm really sorry about that whole thing back there. I'll make it up to you; you just tell me what to do. Things related to horse would work best for me making it up to you. Since, Stable Hand.” Cyril said as he gestured around them and grabbed two cups and set them on a little table, pointing to the seat at the table for her to grab a seat while she waited. His cat already rubbing against Odette’s leg again.

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She followed him. Not exactly sure why she was, seeing that she didn't know him. Even if he worked for the school you never know. Wasn't that how she got figured out as a mutant? She had trusted one of the school's staff members and they had practically assaulted her until she defended herself? She blinked her eyes slowly in thought. She didn't feel that same discomfort around Cyril. He seemed a lot nicer then most staff members she has come across. Licking her lips she bit at the corner of her bottom lip and raised her eyes to the man carrying his cat. She found it odd, why did he have condoms around? Well, of course. He was an adult and well, course he would engage in adult things, but shouldn't he be taking better care where he put those things?

Well, he can at least say he has p...

NO! She would mentally stuck socks in her subconscious throat to shut her the heck up! She didn't want to think such vulgar things! Honestly...Where are her thoughts going?

Taking in a deep breath again she looked at him as he said he had tea. Oh, that did brighten her mood up quite a bit! She liked the idea of there being tea. That always calmed her nerves, and right now she had some pretty high nerves at the moment. She raised her brow when he said she had a pretty name and her expression changed to doubt. Was he deaf? No, he didn't know. He wasn't there when they picked on her. When they made fun of her name constantly and made horrible songs with it. She kept silent on it. Shaking her head to clear away her expression before he noticed and asked about it. That was all she needed, to start confiding in a stranger, one with condom stealing cat.

She watched him now as he brought her inside the stable area and she was looking to him as he was grabbing a kettle and preparing it for the tea. She blinked a moment and looked around, finally having the chance to be inside the stable without having to sneak around. She smiled a bit as she was curious. Leaning a bit on the balls of her heels as she was trying to peek in a stall.

"Can you teach me to ride?" She blurted out before she even realized it and her hands shot up and covered her mouth as her face flushed a bright red. She never spoke out like that before. It just happened without her even realizing it. He said he would make it up to her, and she just spoke the first thing on her mind and she nodded, raising her hands almost defensively. "I am sorry! Please ignore that!" She said to him her hands trembled. "I don't need anything, the tea. The tea is fine please!" She said trying to get the focus back to the tea.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Odette really didn't have anything to worry about when it came with dealing with Cyril, since the only thing that he would do that would be remotely scary would be yell if she or a horse were in some kind of danger. He tended to be very gentle with the kids and again a super loving big brother who just wanted to pick up all the little girls and snuggle them. The same went for Odette, even if he had just met her, he still wanted to pick her up and hug her but he knew he could not just do that. She clearly was still weary of him and there was nothing that would make something worse like picking up a girl who did not fully trust or like you. She could tell on him and then he would get in trouble when all he had been doing was trying to be nice and give her some brotherly love. It was most certainly not his little packet since he did not keep such things down here at the stables.

He certainly had one on him, but it was tucked away in his wallet and it was more of a 'good luck' charm then something to be used. A little momentum he had gotten in high school from when he had his first time with a girl and had it ready to use but she said no to it and that was that. Still, he carried it around with him and did like to use protection when he could help it. Not that he was thinking about any of this at the moment because he was with a young girl and such thoughts didn't even cross his mind when around a little sister. Cyril started to hum a little and move in what could almost be counted in dancing, yet he was not outright dancing. "Would you care for a scone?" Cyril asked as he was just moving around in a happy manner as he waited for the water to heat up. Already getting everything ready and setting the table up as he opened up his mini fridge and got out some scones that he had made.

He pretty much made scones every day and had at least one with his tea at one of his tea times. You would think by this point in his life he would be sick of them but like tea; he loved them. Cyril's face soon had a huge grin appearing on it, already pretty much been smiling at this point he was pretty sure if he kept it up his face would hurt sooner or later. "Odette please, I'm the Stable Hand. It's basically a part of my job to teach students how to ride and if you want to learn to ride them." Cyril responded as he set the scones on a plate and said plate on the little table. "You don't even have to join the club in order to ride them, but being a member just allows you certain perks." Cyril informed her as he moved to check on the tea, it being close to being ready.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Odette really didn't have anything to worry about when it came with dealing with Cyril, since the only thing that he would do that would be remotely scary would be yell if she or a horse were in some kind of danger. He tended to be very gentle with the kids and again a super loving big brother who just wanted to pick up all the little girls and snuggle them. The same went for Odette, even if he had just met her, he still wanted to pick her up and hug her but he knew he could not just do that. She clearly was still weary of him and there was nothing that would make something worse like picking up a girl who did not fully trust or like you. She could tell on him and then he would get in trouble when all he had been doing was trying to be nice and give her some brotherly love. It was most certainly not his little packet since he did not keep such things down here at the stables.

He certainly had one on him, but it was tucked away in his wallet and it was more of a 'good luck' charm then something to be used. A little momentum he had gotten in high school from when he had his first time with a girl and had it ready to use but she said no to it and that was that. Still, he carried it around with him and did like to use protection when he could help it. Not that he was thinking about any of this at the moment because he was with a young girl and such thoughts didn't even cross his mind when around a little sister. Cyril started to hum a little and move in what could almost be counted in dancing, yet he was not outright dancing. "Would you care for a scone?" Cyril asked as he was just moving around in a happy manner as he waited for the water to heat up. Already getting everything ready and setting the table up as he opened up his mini fridge and got out some scones that he had made.

He pretty much made scones every day and had at least one with his tea at one of his tea times. You would think by this point in his life he would be sick of them but like tea; he loved them. Cyril's face soon had a huge grin appearing on it, already pretty much been smiling at this point he was pretty sure if he kept it up his face would hurt sooner or later. "Odette please, I'm the Stable Hand. It's basically a part of my job to teach students how to ride and if you want to learn to ride them." Cyril responded as he set the scones on a plate and said plate on the little table. "You don't even have to join the club in order to ride them, but being a member just allows you certain perks." Cyril informed her as he moved to check on the tea, it being close to being ready.

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Finding herself a place to sit she took in a deeper breath now. She wasn't fully sure what she was supposed to be doing. She also didn't know exactly how to react to all of this. Though, she assumed a nice spot of tea would help her some at least. It would work on her nerves and it would also, wait did he offer a scone? Suddenly that had her blinking and looking up towards Cyril with a rather curious expression across her face. Her eyes fluttered happily as she nodded her head softly to him. "Please...." She said to him. Licking her lips a bit. She was actually hungry, she hadn't even noticed she was hungry at all until he had actually made mention of food.

Your always hungry....your like a damn goat....

Well, she couldn't help it if she was a growing girl. Well, maybe she wasn't growing as much anymore but she was always hungry. She had a rather fast natural metabolism. Least that was what she assumed since she pretty much ate anything and everything she wanted without worrying if she would fit into her jeans later or not. She licked her lips a bit and nodded her head. Yes, she wanted a scone and as he pulled it out she was eying it rather intently like it was a massive bar of gold and she was some greedy thief ready to take. "It...It looks....good...." She managed to speak up at the sight of it, now if she could only not stutter or sounding like a complete fool.

She took in a breath and her entire body flushed and she gave a slight squeal simply out of nervousness because he clearly caught on to what her mind was thinking. She couldn't help the slight shame as she looked down at her hands and slightly rubbed her fingers together. "I...I want to join....something....with music but...." She shifted a bit now where she sat in a nervous manner. "I want to....learn to ride...Like my brother....had....." She admitted, taking a deep breath with it now.

She took in a ragged breath, her emotions flooded now with the thought of her brother.

[Cyril Kingsley]

"Have as many as you like." Cyril practically squealed out with delate at Jay's little please that she had let out. It was just so cute, all of it and he simply was just having an even harder time not going over and just hugging her and telling her just how cute he thought she was. He had no problem if she Jay would end up eating all of them; it was not big deal to them. He loved to make them and he often made a lot for Reid and sent them to her work. Maybe if Jay wanted, he could even make some for her and give her some when she would come down here. He pretty much made them every day and if her timing was right then she would be able to get her hands on them and eat as much of them as she liked. He set the plate down in front of her on the table; just as the tea started to do its whole 'screaming' thing and letting Cyril know that it was ready.

He certainly loved the tea pots that were used over here and liked the whole steam screeching effect that happened when the water started to boil. "Oh thank you. I made them myself." Cyril informed her as he heard her say that they looked good. He always appreciates any form of praise and if it was on something that he made then he was even more pleased with himself. He was back to doing his sort of dance-wiggle as he turned off the burner and careful moved to fill the cups up with the hot water. Moving to get sugar and honey in case Jay wanted to add some to her tea or to her scone. Cyril personally was not going to add either of them, but he did occasional so he figured he set them out just in case the young girl wanted to use them. "Careful, it's hot." Cyril said as he placed her tea in front of her as well, then grabbing his own and grabbing a seat across from her. His cat moving over to jump up on his lap and lay down as he stroked her with one hand while the other held his cup up as he sipped.

Cyril's blue eyes looked at the younger girl as she spoke up about wanting to join something with music but that she always wanted to learn how to ride like her brother. Well, to Cyril it didn't matter the reason, if she wanted to ride then he would help her learn how to ride. "You can join both a music club and this club. There is no rule to how many clubs you are in." Cyril pointed out as he blew on his tea before going to take a small sip of it. "I would be happy to teach you how to ride." Cyril added after a moment, having gotten distracted at how sad she looked when she brought up her brother, figuring there was some pain there. This was why he was not going to ask about the topic and let her open up and say things on it if she wanted to. He knew how hard it could be to talk about a sibling, especially if you lost them.

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Honey....I....Can I keep him?

Why did her thoughts always escape her into a world she didn't understand. Ok, yes, she liked using honey over anything else for her tea. She liked it better then sugar simply because it was healthier and it wasn't as over powering and sweet. Yet, her mind ventured like a vulture already thinking the worst of the worst.

I am a blonde sort of gal.

She doubted that. She was going to toss her thoughts up as them just being a hormonal imbalance of a growing teen. She mentally scuffed at herself as she nodded a bit and upon accepting the cup of tea she kept her eyes to the table as if ashamed. "Than....Thanks...." She said to him as she reached for the honey now and added a bit to it. Mixing it and blowing at the top of the liquid before taking a sip from it and feeling satisfied from the taste she took in a deeper breath as she let the warmth of the liquid wash through her and slowly relax her now. This relaxed state allowed her to look up a bit towards the scone.

She liked them as they were. Adding anything just wasn't her thing unless he had some jam. Then, she would be a sucker for adding that but right now she wasn't picky. She could always do it on her own. She picked up the food and bit into. Instantly, her taste buds were very happy with the first bite and she even had to go for a second as she wiggled a bit happily in her seat and nodded her head. "Its...very good..." She said now having more truth to her words. Not only did they look good, but now she knew they tasted as good as they looked and that was a one up for her. She was happy, very happy, she agreed to having a scone. It was worth the sudden red flushing across her face again.

She licked her lips and looked up a bit to him as he made mention of being able to join two clubs. "Um...Isn't...a lot of...work?" She asked him and tilted her head a bit to the side in a curious manner before sipping from the cup again. "I...I need...to get a job....too...So....Time...I dunno...." She was trying to say a lot with a single sentence and she wasn't sure why she mentioned needing work, it was weird. She just felt this pull to talk to someone and right now that someone happened to be Cyril at the moment. She took in a breath and sipped her tea once more looking for the warm relaxing affect it had on her. "Sorry....I am...a mess...." She admitted to him in a nervous state.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Cyril leaned back in his seat a little as he pet his cat, enjoying the sound of her purring, but not so much the fact that she was shedding a little bit. It was summer time, why was she shedding? Was she sick? Cyril's eyes looked concerned for a moment at his cat but figured that it meant that she probably needed a good brushing. He made a mental note to do that soon as he burned his tongue a little on his tea. He didn't react to it however because it was just a small burn and he certainly had burned his tongue a lot over the years. "You are welcome." Cyril responded back with his best smile, one hundred percent pleased that Jay seemed to be enjoying her tea as well as the scones. He loved his scones and really scones in general, but learned this particular scone recipe from his mother back when his life as a child was a little more about him and less about his parent’s issues with one another.

"Oh, I forgot to add jam to them." Cyril realized when he saw that his scones didn't have any jam on them at all. He normally always put it on them but did recall that he just pulled them out of the mini fridge and so would not of had put jam on them. He liked to keep the jam in a warm spot or even heat it up a little to really bring forth the flavors of the scone and Jam. Setting his tea down and picking up to hold his cat in one of his arms he moved to go get the jam, heating it up a little first. "It makes me really happy to hear that you like it. It would be dreadful if I gave you something that was not good to eat." Cyril said still grinning, just loving the praise from the younger girl over his scones. Carefully grabbing the heated up jam and a knife, bringing it back over to the table and proceed to put some jam on his own scone.

Sphinx even moving to lick up a little bit of jam that had accidently spilled on Cyril's shirt without him realizing it. Cyril munched on his scone for a little bit after she asked her question, giving him some time to think and also look at her a little confused as she brought up wanting to get a job. "Well it depends on what you think you can handle. I know several kids that are in a lot of clubs and even sports." Cyril admitted, knowing Frank Cox to be one of those people who was in pretty much everything. "As for a job...well if that is more important I guess making time for that would be more important but I personally would focus on school and having fun while you can." Cyril said with a small nod, picking up his tea and taking another sip from it. Soon shaking his head no when Jay commented on how she was a mess and Cyril not thinking she was at all.

"I think you are fine Jay. Am I making you uncomfortable?" Cyril asked giving a sort of puppy dog sad face for a moment, not wanting to make her uncomfortable at all. He wanted to get her to smile and perhaps even laugh a little.