Post by Tamara Sulik on Sept 10, 2014 9:27:40 GMT -6
Tamara had already shoved Franck out of her mind. As she told Guy, if she didn't hear of a student much, it must mean that he was following the rules and she never had to deal with him. Guy had to know the students after all, or pretend to, since he was the head trainer. She might have a list of every student and their room but unless they caused trouble, she generally was not bothering with them. The other, louder part of the students gave her enough work like this.
Tam had thrown the possibility that Guy had been a troublemaker as a joke. Then again, if she could understand that one chose to do drugs or fight a lot, it probably was Guy. He had enough playing against him. She stared at him when he agreed. She had an air of disbelief in her face. “I never know when you’re serious,” she pointed out. Drinking and smoking... and seducing teachers. She was not able to picture Guy as a junkie. A drunk, yes, a flirt, well that was debatable, but not a junkie. Which was why she said that. She supposed it might be best for her not to know when he was joking or not. “I was more the girl with the bad reputation, even if I had not down half of what they accused me of doing.” Was it her fault if she started high school with more breasts than some of the girls finishing it? But teenagers were idiots and big breasts had to mean being horny and the fact Tam was not scared to kiss your crush in your face if you pissed her off only added to the reputation.
Anyway, she didn’t have the time to think much about it as they had to do their job here, dealing with a very high kid. Tam rolled her eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh as she watched him stare at her breasts without even trying to hide it. He was not even talking to her. As if it was not hard enough sometimes to have them stare at her eyes in their normal state. She snapped her fingers. “Hey, you look at my eyes when I, talking to you,” she told him. He startled a bit but he did try to do as she said. His gaze did wander down a few times though.
Tam never really heard about weed being useful for one’s power. As she thought it was all about control, you’d think it was even less appropriate for them to take some. Except maybe the really nervous ones. There were a few she’d sip valium in their drink if she could. She stared at Guy, unable to believe the student was falling for it so easily. He didn’t even both explaining what type of power he had and why weed might be good for him. Not like she expected there to be a good reason for it anyway. “I can’t believe you’re that dumb,” she said as the student. Seriously, she thought that trap was more obvious than the one he actually stumbled in before. There were big and flashing signs telling him to watch out and yet he fell right into it.
She didn't have the time to think much about that because another student showed up, scaring the first one. That second one was staring at Guy and before anyone decided to do something stupid, she walked to this other one and tried to grab both of them. None missed their shoes so there was still at least one more out there, running in the woods with nothing on his feet. “I think we should bring them back to the camp before we think of something, what do you think Guy?” she asked, stepping on a foot before one of them chose to say anything. No need to have them ask if there were six other dwarves around here and if she was Snow White.
Tam had thrown the possibility that Guy had been a troublemaker as a joke. Then again, if she could understand that one chose to do drugs or fight a lot, it probably was Guy. He had enough playing against him. She stared at him when he agreed. She had an air of disbelief in her face. “I never know when you’re serious,” she pointed out. Drinking and smoking... and seducing teachers. She was not able to picture Guy as a junkie. A drunk, yes, a flirt, well that was debatable, but not a junkie. Which was why she said that. She supposed it might be best for her not to know when he was joking or not. “I was more the girl with the bad reputation, even if I had not down half of what they accused me of doing.” Was it her fault if she started high school with more breasts than some of the girls finishing it? But teenagers were idiots and big breasts had to mean being horny and the fact Tam was not scared to kiss your crush in your face if you pissed her off only added to the reputation.
Anyway, she didn’t have the time to think much about it as they had to do their job here, dealing with a very high kid. Tam rolled her eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh as she watched him stare at her breasts without even trying to hide it. He was not even talking to her. As if it was not hard enough sometimes to have them stare at her eyes in their normal state. She snapped her fingers. “Hey, you look at my eyes when I, talking to you,” she told him. He startled a bit but he did try to do as she said. His gaze did wander down a few times though.
Tam never really heard about weed being useful for one’s power. As she thought it was all about control, you’d think it was even less appropriate for them to take some. Except maybe the really nervous ones. There were a few she’d sip valium in their drink if she could. She stared at Guy, unable to believe the student was falling for it so easily. He didn’t even both explaining what type of power he had and why weed might be good for him. Not like she expected there to be a good reason for it anyway. “I can’t believe you’re that dumb,” she said as the student. Seriously, she thought that trap was more obvious than the one he actually stumbled in before. There were big and flashing signs telling him to watch out and yet he fell right into it.
She didn't have the time to think much about that because another student showed up, scaring the first one. That second one was staring at Guy and before anyone decided to do something stupid, she walked to this other one and tried to grab both of them. None missed their shoes so there was still at least one more out there, running in the woods with nothing on his feet. “I think we should bring them back to the camp before we think of something, what do you think Guy?” she asked, stepping on a foot before one of them chose to say anything. No need to have them ask if there were six other dwarves around here and if she was Snow White.