A Queen And Her Closet (Selina)

[Victoria Devereux]

Day 1.

Seulement un million de plus pour aller.

Today was the day. It had been decided that Louis would stay back at the house. Victoria did not want to call any extra attention to herself anyhow. Although with him not around this made things a bit more bothersome. She parked her car in her allotted spot, which was further from the building than she had expected it to be. “I must speak with someone about that. It is really unacceptable.” She rolled her grey eyes and closed the door with her hips as her hands were filled with a small box that had some of her personal items in it. Shaking her head to remove the hair that had fallen in her face, Victoria carried on, making her way through the new school in an attempt to find her office.

Louis should be here. This box is too heavy and it keeps catching on my jacket. C'est des conneries.

As she walk the sound of her heels echoed throughout the somewhat empty hall. She walked with poise and kept adjusting the small box from time to time. Her arms were beginning to tire. Victoria smacked her red painted lips as she felt the eyes from the lesser student body on her. Chin raised her grey eyes were fixed straight in front of her, not bothering to acknowledge anyone as she passed.

She paused and let out a dramatic sigh as her eyes fell on the poorly made sign that was taped onto what she assumed was her office door. “Pathétique.” She spat, the disgust evident in her tone. Pursing her lips, she somewhat struggled to open the door balancing the small box in her arms. The door swung open, hitting the wall and as she took a few steps in her grey eyes scanned the room…if you could even call it that. Wanting to relieve herself from the obnoxiously awkward and heavy box she dropped it on the desk with a loud thud. Placing her hands on her waist she sucked her teeth and slowly spun taking in what was her office. It looked more like a closet with a desk shoved into it. The room was dark and plain. There was a standard black desk, with a standard desk chair. There was one window behind the desk with the blinds halfway pulled up. She flipped the switch as the bright fluorescence light reveled itself from the one light in the center of the room. There was another chair provided which she assumed would be for students if they were to visit. Which, she highly doubted they would. She would probably end up removing the chair eventually. That was it. This was her office. Great.

What did I get myself into? Fille stupide.

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Tag: Selina Taylor

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina hadn’t stepped foot inside this school since she’d graduated, and she’d only come back because she was looking for Seiji. She wanted to give him a cake she’d tried to make for the first time… she still wasn’t sure if it turned out the way it was supposed to , but it smelled good coming out of the oven, so she had hope. She’d dressed up rather nicely, in black slacks and a blood red blouse that was cut scandalously low… so maybe she liked to tease him a little. Simple and delicate gold jewelry adorned her wrist and neck, as her matching earrings glittered in the light. Selina had paused though as she noticed a woman she didn’t recognize seemingly frustrated with… a name on the door of an empty office.

    Normally Selina wouldn’t stop, but this woman was also exceptionally gorgeous and Selina wasn’t exactly in any rush. Seiji would be here for a while yet, she knew. Selina followed the woman and leaned against the office’s door frame, grinning slightly, “May I help you, miss?” she asked, her tone slightly suggestive. The brunette seemed a little… pretentious perhaps? for Selina’s tastes, but she didn’t mind too much. Selina wasn’t one to worry too much about personality unless she planned for anything more than a quick fuck.

    The office was empty after all. Selina studied the woman’s fine fashion and her choice of heels. She was certainly used to the finer things in life… not that Selina held such a grudge against those types of people anymore, but she was still wary of them. Selina let her eyes slowly travel over the woman’s form, and smirked a bit in appreciation, Selina had learned to appreciate the finer things in life as well over the years… though that had never been too much of a struggle in regards to the human form.

[Victoria Devereux]

Taking a deep breath, she tapped her foot. Grey eyes locked on what was her new desk. She grabbed her phone from her pocket. Putting it up to her ear it only rang once before the voice answered. She spoke austerely, “Louis. Je vais avoir besoin de vous pour entrer en contact avec Marie. Ce sera tout simplement pas le faire. Informer que nous allons mettre en œuvre les plans que nous avons discuté.” And with that she hung up. Not giving him a chance to answer. She folded her arms across her chest, and was about to walk over to the window when she heard a voice. She turned around sharply, grey eyes scanning the girl who was standing in the entrance to her office.

“Does it look like I need help?” She scoffed. Dropping her arms she strolled over to the girl. Her heels making her slightly taller. She took the girl in. Her fashion sense could be mistaken for Victoria’s and although she admired the color choice of the girl’s blouse it would remain a silent thought. Victoria arched an eyebrow and pursed her lips before speaking. “Is there something I can help you with? Or do you just walk into everyone’s office without knocking?” She asked, fascinated by the girl’s behavior.

Quel manque de bonnes manières.

Whether she was a student or a faculty member she didn’t know. The girl looked young, but so did Victoria, and her she was on the faculty end of things. For the girl’s sake she hoped it was the latter. If this school allows such rude and intrusive behavior from the students there would need to be something done about that. Regardless if someone’s door is open or not, you knock first. Common courtesy.

I must remember to keep the door closed.

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Tag: Selina Taylor

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina couldn't understand a word of what was said, but she kept quiet while the woman was on the phone. French? That certainly wasn't something she heard often. The almost haughty way she seemed to be ordering someone else around had Selina highly amused.

    At the woman's response, Selina merely held up her hands in a mock gesture of surrender, "But of course not, ma'am," Selina replied, a small smirk on her features. Fascinating didn't even begin to describe this woman. "You seem more than capable of taking care of yourself," she admitted honestly, though her words were underlined with a sensuous tone that Selina just couldn't resist.

    "Pardon my intrusion, but it’s been sometime since I’ve been on this campus," she replied in answer to Victoria's demanding questions, all the while her eyes never left the woman. Commanding, elegant, and clearly born to wealth. If this were only three years ago, Selina would have hated her on sight… but things had changed. “I’m Selina,” she offered, holding out her hand with something of an amused curiosity in her expression. She facetiously wondered if this fiery French aristocrat would deign to shake a commoners hand.

    This woman was a rare anomaly in some ways. There weren’t many of her caliber here in Kalispell, and this was the first time since Selina had been here that she’d run across someone quite like Victoria. Selina’s interest was more than piqued.

[Victoria Devereux]

Victoria remained still, eyes locked on the girl. She folded her arms across her chest, her red painted nails popped against the neutral color of her jacket. She listened as the girl seemed to be a bit on the sarcastic side perhaps? She arched an eyebrow. Ma’am? She was no ma’am. She let it slide, at least the girl had some manners.

“And?” She asked, feeling as though the girl’s statement was not fully complete. What would her not being here for some time have to do with Victoria? Not to mention her just walking into a strangers office. So she wasn’t a student. Perhaps visiting? Who knows? The fact that she was still here trying to make conversation was interesting in and of itself.

The newly appointed teacher gazed down at Selina’s outreached hand. She pursed her lips, before meeting the girl’s eyes again. “Miss. Devereux.” She replied flatly. She turned sharply and walked back over to her new desk. She began poking around the box on her desk. Back still towards Selina she spoke once more, “So that’s a no with the help then?” She asked bitterly, slightly irritated that she was wasting her time with someone who clearly had time to waste.

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Tag: Selina Taylor

[Selina Taylor]

    At Victoria’s question, Selina had to stifle a laugh, “... And it’s been awhile since I’ve had to remember exactly how protocol works on this campus. I’m terribly sorry if I disturbed you,” she offered, not quite sincere. The name, the way “Miss. Devereaux.” said it, and the fact that she’d ignored Selina’s hand had a smirk forming on Selina’s features but she wiped it away before the other woman could turn around or notice.

    “I never said that,” Selina returned easily. She didn’t forget for a moment just how disdainful Miss Devereaux had been of her original offer to help, but Selina was more than entertained by the woman’s quick change of mind, so she was willing to work with it. “What do you wish help with?” she asked as she laid down Seiji’s cake in an out of the way place on the floor, next to her purse. Selina slowly made her way over to Miss Devereaux in curiosity. “I’m rather strong and quite… flexible,” she purred with a suggestive smirk as she watched the woman in undisguised interest.

    Selina wondered if the aristocrat would be quite so haughty while panting and begging underneath of her, but the thought remained unspoken.

[Victoria Devereux]

Victoria tilted her head slightly, brushing her fingers softly under her chin. As the girl finished her thought, Victoria’s expression remained unchanged. She really couldn’t care less. At least the girl apologized. Even if it was half assed. “Mm.” Was all the she managed to say. There was no point wasting her breath on a response. There was something about this girl that reminded her of…herself. The thought bothered her.

Why was this girl still here?

She let out a loud huff of aired and turned around sharply back at the girl. She grabbed her phone before placing her hand on her hip. She arched a brow. Her grey eyes scanned the girl in front of her once more before her phone interrupted her. She watched as the girl headed towards her. She put up a hand, palm facing the girl as she answered the phone. “I don’t care. Five minutes or don’t bother coming at all.” She spat before slamming the phone on her desk.

As the girl spoke Victoria was a bit taken back by her shift in demeanor. “Excuse you?!” Victoria took a step back, her eyes narrowed in on the girl who was…hitting on her? Her right hand rose as she was about to freeze the girl she lowered her hand. The realization that if she had acted on her impulse it would not solve the problem at hand. The girl would still be in her office.

“You best scurry out of here little girl.” She said as she began walking to the door. She bent over and picked up the cake on the floor. “Thanks for the cake though.” She said with a wink. Her free hand gestured to the door.

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Tag: Selina Taylor

[Selina Taylor]

    Selina let out a soft huff of amusement at Miss Devereux’s tone. Apparently she wasn’t the only one to experience the brunt of the woman’s wrath. She paused though, and let the woman finish her phone call before raising a brow at her. Miss Devereux’s social skills could certainly use some work.

    When the woman raised a hand against Selina, Selina shifted ever so slightly into a more defensible position. Regardless of Miss Devereux’s gender and lack of personality, Selina wasn’t going to go merely let the woman do as she pleased. No one struck Selina easily. Even after the woman's hand lowered Selina remained on guard, “Miss Devereux,” she started, her tone ice cold, “I’d highly suggest you learn to reign in that fiery temper of yours. One of these days your lack of control will come back to bite you,” she warned with a chilling half-smile. “Not everyone’s as understanding as I am,” she added with a wry grin, her tone lightening slightly, but not by much.

    Selina watched as she picked up the cake and shrugged, “Perhaps the sugar will help sweeten you, though I doubt it.” Seiji wouldn’t mind in the slightest. The fact that she’d even tried to make him something would be all that mattered to him. Besides, this woman probably needed the cake more than Seiji. She seemed… stressed. “And if you ever need any help relieving all that tension, feel free to let me know,” she added with a smirk as she walked towards the door herself.

[Victoria Devereux]

Louis was already on the verge of being fired and he knew better than to be this late. Her frustration with him would be dealt with later. The girl however was still on her office and that was her main concern for now. Although she was sure she’d be on her way out soon.

Victoria gave a smirk at the girl’s response. She seemed a bit defensive and Victoria entertained herself with the thought of the girl trying anything stupid. She couldn’t help but let out a laugh. The girl was comical. The fact that the girl thought that Victoria would be foolish enough to let anything come back to her was silly in and of itself. Victoria kept her mouth shut, not feeling there was any need to even respond. She didn’t need to defend herself, and a response would seem as though she did.

She admired the girl’s hutzpah. It wasn’t every day when she came across a girl such as herself. Victoria stood by the door with the cake in hand. “Keep dreaming darling.” She said with a smirk. As the girl walked out, Victoria kicked the door shut, and dumped the cake in the garbage before returning to her new desk.

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Tag: Selina Taylor