Whose to Say Where One Should Be?

[Ellen Banks]

Ellen,was very taken aback by the idea of missing a class, after all she had more or less totally lost her own well crafted reputation as someone to be feared, but losing her reputation as a five star student? That was something Ellen simply couldn’t abide. Sure the argument could be made that in the long run of things it was a relatively small thing. What was the harm in missing one class right? But Ellen considered that a VERY slippery slope, indeed.

Sure, it would just be one class, but then it’ll snowball. One class would turn into two then a week. Then she wouldn’t even have the motivation to get out of bed in the morning, before she knew it she would be getting F’s all across the board. “I don’t write off classes. Ever” Ellen said as serious as a heart beat

A little dramatic? Maybe….

But still as long as it wasn’t a particularly long tour she could show the director around a little and get back in time for class. “Well, I can certainly try to show you places of interests” Ellen said sitting up, raising an eyebrow once Pyier mentioned that she was most interested in seeing the dorm room. She would have thought that she would have wanted to see the courtyard or any of the training facilities> The bed rooms were an odd place to want to see, and of course that raises several questions in her mind. Chief among then being, was this some kind of attempt to flirt with her?

What ever the case may be Ellen sat up and nodded at the woman quickly trying to clear her throat (And clear some of the dirty images in her mind while she was at it) “I’m sure that can be arranged. I think my dorm room is empty at the moment, Why don’t we go there?”

[Priya Kaur]

Priya kept her attention on Ellen, feeling some more of that emotional turmoil. Something bothered the girl, and that something wasn't just the Indian director sitting in the chair looking at her. Priya had felt enough different emotions to know when someone was having something like emotional turmoil, and this girl seemed to almost be emotionally scarred, though Priya couldn't tell without a lot more time spent, and she wasn't entirely sure if that would be a good idea or a bad one.

"Ah, I should've figured that you would be quite the student," agreed Priya, nodding and gesturing. "Someone doesn't get as intelligent as yourself without trying. Quite admirable," enough so that Priya might actually feel a little guilty about arranging it so the girl skipped class.

Just a little.

Places of interest, yes, there were several. However, she'd already gotten the standard tour, the one that showed training rooms and things like that. Not surprisingly, the ones at her own institute were much better then the ones here. Dry, droll, drab, not the sort of thing Priya was interested in.

Unlike a certain diligent, emotionally confused heiress.

"Well, I did hope to see your room eventually, but I must say I'm taken aback that you'd invite me so soon," replied Priya, smiling. She sent a little burst of lust into Ellen, wanting her to make it think like she really had meant it in that way. "I must say, I'm quite flattered. I doubt that a girl of your standing and beauty would so regularly invite people into her room."

[Ellen Banks]

Miss Kaur earned a few points from Ellen for that little comment about how she much have been quite a student. Not withstanding her obvious and well documented weakness of flattery, Ellen gratefully appreciated her understanding of how uncomfortable she was with the idea of missing even one class. As a director of a entire institution and clearly a well educated woman in her own right she must understand the importance of working for it.

Pressure to perform consistence was the curse of ambition. And make no mistake about it Ellen Banks was a VERY ambitious woman to say the very least, and if she wanted to gain high ranked position in the Bellefonte academy in ten or twenty years (She wouldn’t mind being a director herself….If the Bellefonte’s would allow her anywhere near such a powerful role. She might have a chance with Elsa but Erika, there would be no way) “Like I said, I have very high standards and I like to think of myself as one of the best here This wasn’t arrogance on Ellen’s part or at least she didn’t think of herself as bragging. She was simply stating facts. If anyone wished to argue against that opinion. She would be more then happy to show grades and exam results over the last few years as evidence to support this opinion and not even Erika Bellefonte could deny that.

In fact she had quite a lot of resentment built up over the years because of it. Here she was constantly working her fingers to the bone, member of the student council, the cheerleaders and pretty must most clubs that the school has to offer. Working her fingers to the bone constantly every day and all she was met with was upturned noses and sneers from most of the student body for the things that she done in the past. As if they were so spotless, but if they wanted to act like that then so be it. Ellen had the art of turning negative energy into positive energy to a fine art.

As she walked down the corridor leading Priya closer and closer to her room. She couldn’t help but to dwell on Priya’s words, the implication behind them and clearly it was it was in jest. Ellen couldn’t help but ask herself did she really just want to give Priya a tour of her dorm room, or for a different reason all together…She was blushing just a little at Priya’s words and it couldn’t be denied that she was a beautiful woman indeed , would it be such a insane idea to pounce apon her the moment the door clicked behind them? Would the Bellefonte’s really be upset if they knew? Hell. Who said they even needed to know. This could be just another case of Ellen hypnotizing another lover to forget the whole thing had happened.

If she were to do it, Ellen felt bad for the stunning woman, falling right into her trap…but still she would be an absolutely stunning conquest, and it had been awhile since she had “Relieved stress” Not since the accident…

Ellen mind began to wander once more….

“Oh no, the honour is all mine, Miss Kaur” Ellen smile forcing her usually false innocent smile on her face. (Quick tip: Whenever you see Ellen with that smile on her face, you know she’s in full manipulative lying mode) “Never before had I ever had a woman of such sophistication in my humble little room”

[Priya Kaur]

"Those with high standards are usually the ones in the best position to meet them,' replied Priya, smiling tightly. She could still feel the roiling emotions going on within Ellen, providing quite an interesting mix. Something was going on in the young lady's head, and for not the first time, Priya found herself wondering at what someone was thinking. That was one of the few drawbacks of her ability: she could feel emotions and so forth, but she hadn't the faintest clue what fueled those emotions.

Resentment, curiosity, pride, they all told some sort of story there. As did that blushing and the flare ups there. Now Priya had a rich selection to choose from. She opted to tweak the curiosity slightly, work to increase it, and of course just a dash more of that lust, though it seemed like it already boiled over. So, Miss Banks must already fancy her fellow females to some degree: most actually heterosexual or asexual women took a little more nudging before they got that riled up.

"I'm sure that's not true," replied Priya, nodding. She'd already risen at some point, and now turned that smile on Ellen. 'After all, even if you've had the misfortune not to entertain such high quality guests, you yourself have been in the room quite often," Priya's smile deepened slightly and she again gestured. "If you'd please lead: I'm very... interested," and she left it at that, though her gaze lingered on Ellen a little longer then was perhaps strictly necessary.

[Ellen Banks]

Yes, exactly. Ellen felt like shouting in Kaur’s face pointing her forefinger to her. This teacher, this woman actually got “It” Now why couldn’t everyone just share similar views as this fine understanding woman. If everyone shared the same opinion as this woman it would certainly make Ellen life a hell of a lot more easy. But clearly asking for being around reasonable people was far too much for Ellen to ask for. Oh if only this woman was in some kind of position of power here instead of the Bellefonte’s for years on end. Clearly her school life would have been a lot more enjoyable then with Elsa and Erika watching her every move

“Not many people share that opinion” Ellen noted with some sort of approval in her voice, what could she say? This woman intrigued her in some way or another she had a certain way about her, an aura if you will that…well Ellen didn’t know how to put it into words or even begin to describe it but it drew Ellen in like a moth to a flame and she was dimly aware of that.

She had a brief moment of self awareness as she walked closer and ever closer to her room there was a little voice of her own rationality somewhere in the back of her head whispering “Wait, isn’t this a odd?” One moment she had been perfectly content to settle down and read her book and the next she was blushing like a school girl and giving her a “Tour” of her room? What sense could that make?

But still it still brought a small smile to her face as practically her in compliments. If nothing else she would let her stick around for that alone “Careful you might give me a big head” She said couldn’t help but shiver a little as she felt her gaze linger on her just a little “You-You know your eyes are really blue. Has anyone ever told you that?” She muttered her stomach doing an uncharacteristic back flips just looking at her.

She didn’t even notice at first that they reached the doorway she was so distracted, once she realized where she was she took out her key and put it in the lock as she spoke “Well, here we are. We should be alone, my roommate Roxanna is usually out at the time of day”

[Priya Kaur]

Priya smiled and nodded. "Most people don't have standards worth mentioning," she replied easily, keeping her voice light. She kept a close tab on Ellen's emotions, knowing that she had to be careful now. This was when some started noticing, wondering what they were doing. A few minutes from now, they'd be wrapped in one another and thinking rationally would be a thing of the past. Now, however, now they had just enough thought and rationality to start rethinking what had been said, start wondering about what they were doing.

There it was. Priya effortlessly worked to help dismiss the notion, insisting that it was normal, making Ellen feel a little abashed and silly for even thinking about it. The girl had already felt the flattery and started moving away herself, so Priya's little push probably wasn't even needed, let alone noticed.

The compliment had the older woman smiling. "It is rather unusual, given my ethnicity. I suppose that somewhere in my bloodline, someone slept with just the wrong..." she hesitated, looking to Ellen, "or just the right," a slight lick of the lips, as though they'd just gone dry and she needed to wet them, "person."

Another smile, one that hit her eyes, and she gestured for Ellen to open the door. "Ah, all alone then. That will give us the opportunity to really get to know each other, won't it?" she gently ran her fingers along Ellen's arm for a moment, before giving her a slight squeeze at the hand. She again nodded toward the door. "Won't you let me in, Miss Banks?"

[Ellen Banks]

That voice of rationality in Ellen’s head was slowly but surely being drowned out by the pitter patter of heart in her chest and the raging hormones going through her system. She was feeling well, not exactly control of herself as she could have been. That was a nice way of saying. She had an urge to just pounce on Priya right there and then. Which would be quite difficult to explain what happened to the Bellefonte’s What could she say? Clearly being with Priya was having quite an effect on her. She desired her, that was clear as the nose sitting upon her face which wasn’t exactly uncommon but this was quite intense, normally when lust hit her system she could easily hide it, and keep up her cold confident façade. But being around Priya made her cheeks want to burn red like she was some kind of teen in the throngs of feeling puppy love for a teacher. What was wrong with her.

Whatever was happening she needed a cold shower after this was done…

And now she was actually paying her compliments, which was quite a rarity for her, but it didn’t make it any less true. She did have unusually blue eyes, she was about to comment that it was unusual to see that of someone of her ethnicity but Mrs. Kaur beat her to the punch. Not that Ellen was focusing fully on the answer she was kind of distracted watching her mouth and lips, and there were those butterflies again. Damn it. She was not a fan of feeling this way. Ok, Ellen. Just take a few deep breaths and try to preserve some kind of dignity, instead of drooling over her. "My guess would be the right person

This plan fell nicely out the window once Pirya caressed her arm sending raw electricity up and down the length of it. At this Ellen did actually blush at her very overt suggestion, which she hated. A part of her hated being the one not in control of the situation and letting this woman being the aggressor in this situation but that was only a small part of her, the rest of her wanted nothing more then to burst down the door so they could get inside. At this point she would crawl to the bedroom such was how much she wanted Priya at this moment. “Yes…yes of course” she muttered flushed as she turned the key and opened the door inviting Priya first before she herself walked in “Please make yourself comfortable. Would you like something to drink?”

[Priya Kaur]

Just how repressed was this poor girl? Priya was certainly doing her a favor by doing this with her. The poor thing nearly blushed as though she were some sort of innocent, virginal schoolgirl! It was quite appealing naturally, but it still made Priya fully convinced that she was certainly doing Miss Banks a favor here.

The raw emotions were going to be difficult to control at this point. They all bubbled over and Priya could already feel herself getting good and drunk on them. She watched the key enter and then sauntered within the room, making sure that her walk spoke of the predator, of the cougar stalking her prey. She turned shortly as she arrived, looking around for a moment, admiring the decor.

"You do have such excellent taste," she complimented, sliding a bit more desire and lust toward Ellen. The girl nearly burst as it was, so it was more a matter of steering her down the emotional rapids instead of flipping over the raft. "I suppose this extends to your taste in beverages?' she turned and met Ellen's gaze, beaming more want, and that didn't require much use of her power. Priya took a few steps closer, stopping just within touch of Ellen. "I don't suppose you're attempting to ply me with alcohol? I assure you that a girl as pretty as yourself needn't resort to such measures," she raised a hand to gently stroke Ellen's cheek for a moment, that smile almost too warm.