Past Curfew Fun

[Sorcha Adams]

"I guess so. It seemed like a better fit for me than any of the other jobs at least,"Sorcha replied, slipping her hands back into her pockets as they strolled toward the dorms at an easy pace. "I wouldn't be any good as a teacher since I didn't go to college or get any degrees. I don't like the idea of sitting in a classroom and doing paperwork all the time either. Training kids sounded fun, but at the same time I'm nowhere near as useful as Guy is for that sort of thing. I could give the students something to hit, but that's about it," she continued, musing out loud. She hadn't put an excessive amount of thought into the career opportunities that the school offered, but she knew enough at a quick glance which positions probably wouldn't work out for her and which to avoid altogether without a second thought. "Security is mostly just walking around and making sure no one is causing problems, so it's a relatively easy job. Plus they let me work the night shift which agrees with my sleep schedule." She'd be a pretty useless security officer if she kept falling asleep halfway through her shift.

She watched the girl turn around to walk forward, just barely managing to keep her eyes at an appropriate level before Devyn spun back around to face her. Her sense of balance was enviable, or at least she assumed it would be for anyone that wasn't part feline. "Jealousy probably isn't the sort of reaction I'd get," she responded with a small chuckle. "Disapproving speculation and poking fun, maybe. I can only imagine how well it would go over with some of the younger kids here, too." Hormones could be a very troublesome thing.

The sudden flash of movement from the younger girl as she abruptly changed directions and rushed forward effectively caused Sorcha to come to a complete, surprised halt. Her hands jerked out of her pockets and made it about as high as her ribs, ready to catch the girl or defend herself or whatever else may be necessary. She couldn't use her claws in this form, but she kept her nails filed to fine points in the off chance that she needed a little extra edge in a confrontation. She didn't really think that Devyn would be doing anything violent, but she was reacting more on impulse and instinct.

Devyn had stopped barely inches from where Sorcha had, making it unnecessary for the shifter to have to interfere with her momentum. Her wide yellow eyes blinked in confusion and she leaned back before retreating a step as the younger girl's words began to register. "I, uh, I guess we are about the same," she fumbled, unsure of exactly how she should react to what had just happened.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was listening closely now as Sorcha answered her question, for more the one reason. One being out of respect because Sorcha was talking to her, two being that she had asked the question after all, and third was because Devyn herself didn’t really know where she would fit in life after she was done with her high school time here. She still had another year left but a talk with Zoe had her thinking of what she could do now that she was not really thinking about joining the military after her father’s death. Zoe had brought up working security here and that was Sorcha's job, so why not ask someone who was currently living that kind of life to see what they had to say? It was only logical. Devyn nodded her head in understanding and also agree with what Sorcha was saying. She didn’t really see herself being a good teacher and really didn’t want to go to college. A trainer was an option but Devyn was not sure how she would be with that as of now, plus the whole working night shift sounded fun.

Does not seem as action packed as I would want it some days. Devyn was lazy yes, but she did enjoy a little fun and action. Either way working for security might have been the best bet for her. Devyn's best friend was a cat; she had to have good balance to keep up with her Kitty's games. Plus Devyn did a lot of climbing and really sometimes was teased as if she was more of a cat then a wolf. She blamed all the felines she was around and how she her power dealt with shadows so she was just better during the night so she napped a lot during that day. Not taking a stupid cat nap. Devyn thought to herself with an inward grumble about it. "I won’t tell if you won’t." Devyn said giving Sorcha a wink followed by a snicker. "I'll just keep the whole Sexy Enforcer nickname when we are alone and when I write in my fantasy diary late at night." Devyn said completely kidding about the whole fantasy diary part; no way she had one of them...however that did seem like an idea now.

Sorcha didn’t attack her; she sure did move quick enough to be ready too, which was good that Sorcha was ready. Even if Devyn was a student, she expect Sorcha to protect herself if Devyn had tried anything. She was never one for, 'oh they are a girl you can’t hit them' or 'you punch harder than they can'. Heck if a person hit someone then they should be prepared to get hit back. Devyn could see the confusion in those sexy yellow eyes and it just made her keep her smirk on her face, hearing the fumbled words and was mentally cheering for herself a little, but not yet. She was there but she could have stepped it up just a little more. Question was, if she would risk it and what would Sorcha do in return. "Random question. Bananas, pears, or both?" Devyn asked as she looked back at Sorcha slightly but still walked forward. Going to go with both...you realize that’s a stupid way to ask the question right. Shhhh me....did I..? Devyn almost paused in her walking at the fact that she just had a small mental argument/disagreement with herself. She might have needed sleep.

[Sorcha Adams]

Sorcha had barely gotten her muddled answer out and put a little distance between herself and the other young woman before that space began to rapidly disappear again. She noted the grin on the student's face but was much more concerned about how close she kept trying to get. There was nothing but space outside the Academy building and yet the shifter was suddenly feeling very crowded. This girl was up to something, but until she knew exactly what it was she wasn't entirely sure how to react.

She didn't like being pressured into backing away in most situations, especially not ones with students involved. She was supposed to be the one in charge, not the one being maneuvered around by an invasion of personal space. She didn't like having to continually back up in an attempt to keep a buffer between herself and the young girl, but letting her stand close enough that their noses were nearly touching wasn't exactly a better option either. She so did not want someone to catch her standing so close to someone, but Devyn seemed determined to match her every move.

Her brow furrowed in further confusion as another question was posed. Random indeed. What on earth did fruit have to do with anything that was going on at the moment? Sorcha was becoming much too flustered to pick up on any potential implications in the question as she fought to regain her composure, though it was a battle she was having a very hard time with.

"They, uh, both have their appeal I guess," she responded, still bewildered as to where such a question had come from. Her fingers twined themselves together and she began to fidget, unsure of what to do with them now that she was under the impression that Devyn wasn't going to be trying to shove her out f the way or something after the initial rush. "It kind of depends on your mood when you're picking out fruit, doesn't it? Sometime you want one or the other or both or neither. Or something..." This had to be one of the strangest conversations she'd had in recent memory.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was watching Sorcha closely again as she waited for her to answer he fruit question. It even seemed like Sorcha didn’t even get what she was hinting at, which made that all the better. This was all too much fun for Devyn, every moment, and even if she had gotten a detention she would have been fine with that. Sorcha was interesting; she liked her, and looked up to her. Could have her as an important ally in the future, even more so since she might want to in fact try and be a Security Guard in the future. They could be partners, walking around the campus and keeping the students in check. Devyn was already seeing it all in her head now and she was looking forward to it a little bit.

Devyn stopped to face Sorcha once more, not moving closer or anything, but to just look at her with a huge smirk on her face when Sorcha answered her question. I guessed right. Devyn was pleased with that. She had a feeling after all and it was good that someone with Sorcha's looks was available to all. Then again Devyn could have still be wrong and her little theory question might not have worked at all. Still, how Sorcha answered it made her pretty sure that it still applied. "I agree. However lately I have been carving more pears then I have bananas. Even more so now." Devyn said in a certain tone as she looked at Sorcha still a certain gleam in her green eyes.

"How old are you? Yes I know it’s rude to ask a woman her age, but I figure you are in your early twenties so you should not be worried. Plus you are smoking hot so have no shame in your age." Devyn asked and then informed Sorcha, a way to make Sorcha feel a little better about telling how old she was. Devyn didn’t need to know, she just wanted to know. Wondering how many years separated her and Sorcha, part just wondering if she ever have a chance to mess with the other woman in a different way. Either way she was going to be a good Devyn and not outright do anything. No, she was fine with her teasing and playful flirting.

[Sorcha Adams]

Devyn had mercifully stopped moving forward, allowing Sorcha to put at least a step between them and keep it there. She could think a little easier if she wasn't worried about accidentally bumping foreheads with someone while the talked. She still didn't like the sensation of being cornered, though, even if she had more breathing room now. She was a predator and being made to feel like prey was unnatural and unsettling.

The fruit theme kept up, rather than preceding another random question like the height statement before it. She still didn't really understand where the conversation topic had come from or where it was going but it seemed harmless enough, if completely out of left field. Just as long as the younger girl stopped invading her personal space she could humor her and continue with the conversation as best she could.

"Maybe you need the, uh, sugar or something," she suggested, knowing that pears were far sweeter than bananas, the latter usually eaten for its potassium content. She was trying to ignore the tone of voice Devyn was using and to keep her mind on the innocent conversation at hand. She was getting a bit of a sinking feeling that there might have been more going on in their chat than she'd initially realized and she was doing what she could to ignore the possibility.

Another abrupt change in the conversation, moving away from fruits and redirecting its focus back on the shifter. That foreboding feeling was starting to grow while at the same time she was trying to squash it. Nothing was going on. It was just a simple conversation from a student trying to avoid detention, nothing more and nothing less. "I'm twenty-four," she responded, choosing to ignore the flattery that was being heaped upon her. 'Smoking hot' or not she had never been concerned about disclosing her age to people, and in this case maybe it could be a deterrent for whatever was going on in Devyn's mind, not that there was anything going on because they were only chatting.

[Devyn Solway]

"Man don’t I." Devyn said practically feeling defeated when she thought about it now, taking sugar in her own dirty way. Man it was so true, she needed that sugar, well she did not need it, she wanted it. Wanted it bad, might have been why her flirting had been coming on really strong of late. Nope, Devyn had always flirted pretty much at the same level all the time as far back as she could remember when she started to be so flirting and all...well the Devyn she is now. To top it all off, she was heading out to get that sugar want and Sorcha had stopped her. A small but low growl slipped out from Devyn at the thought. Someone took an opportunity from her...but that was good in a way. Another test at being...well... Devyn didn’t even really know how to think of it yet, she would ponder on it later.

Devyn was wondering if Sorcha was going to answer her or not, it was always a guess, asking, and waiting game. Her brain wanting to know certain things mainly to confirm if what she already had thought was true. She didn’t want to just assume all the time and end up horribly wrong, so she would ask a question. Trying to word it in such a way that the person would answer it. Still it was no full proof as some people would blush, stammer, not say anything at all due to much shock, or just where not the type to share things with people because they did not like them. So when Sorcha did answer Devyn smiled a more so friendly smile for a moment before it went sly again. "Ah, right at my mark. Seven year difference is my cut off. In case you were wondering." Devyn said giving Sorcha a wink and then proceeding back to her walking; only stopping once they were at the front doors of the girl dorm.

Aww, fun will be coming to an end soon, unless... Devyn's mind dared to wonder and question again as she turned around to face Sorcha, leaning back against the doors. "So is this where we say farewell and I get a good night kiss?" Devyn said in a certain tone, but could have easily meant it in the ways of being tucked in, told a story, and then kissed on the forehead goodnight. However she leave it up to Sorcha to wonder and think about what Devyn was getting at. It was always fun to say things a certain way to imply other things.

[Sorcha Adams]

The growl that escaped the younger girl was only mildly concerning. Apparently Sorcha had hit the mark about something, even if she wasn't entirely willing to unravel the meaning behind the conversation and figure out exactly what it was that had irritated the student. The growl was the only thing that came of it, though. No other outward signs of anger or aggression, so she wrote it off quickly enough. Even if the girl did pull a one-eighty and go on the offensive she was confident enough in her abilities to believe that she could handle the situation and come out on top.

"Seven ye-...? I so don't need to know that," she replied, stopping herself from inquiring further as meaning dawned upon her. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh as Devyn once again began heading for the dorms before she followed behind her, composing herself as she went. Those were not ideas that she should be entertaining and she would outright refuse to do so lest her resolve waiver and she got herself into some real trouble. I need this job she reminded herself. I need this job and she's not eighteen and there is nothing happening here.

She stopped and blinked at Devyn again when the girl spoke and she realized that she'd nearly reached the dorm doors while she was mentally fortifying herself.The younger girl was apparently switching gears and going for a slightly more obvious approach before she got ushered in for the night. Sorcha was just starting to get used to the odd turns the conversation was taking, so she managed to not let her throw her for too big of a loop.

"This is where you say goodnight at least," she responded, stopping a step or two away from the younger girl leaning against the doors with that adorably sly grin of hers. Sorcha couldn't help but smirk was well. As troublesome as the girl was she was entertaining at least. "And troublemakers don't get my smooches unless they're eighteen years or older. So until then you're gonna have to find someone else to kiss you goodnight. Before curfew. For now you get a warning and sent straight to bed with no dessert." No innuendos implied, of course. Definitely not. That would be inappropriate.

One of these days she was going to have to actually start giving out detentions. The school might reconsider her paycheck otherwise.

[Devyn Solway]

She was going to question it. Devyn thought as soon as Sorcha first opened her mouth and had almost two words escape. The second did not need to be said, Devyn could figure out what that she was going to say years. "Yes seven years. That’s my cut off for who I'll have fun with. So, well I'm sure you understand what I'm saying." Devyn said anyways, feeling that there was no need for her to be any clearer then she had just been. Sorcha was a smart woman, she figure it out, it was not that hard. Devyn was just basically saying, she tap that. Girls smaller then her where easier to handle since she could pick them up, but someone the same size as her should not have been that hard to handle. Yes, Devyn was sure she could handle Sorcha.

"Aw, not even a quick peck? It helps keep the nightmares away." Devyn said with her smart falling to something of a puppy pout. Even if Devyn was secretly very pleased that she had gotten Sorcha to smirk several times now and even more pleased to hear Sorcha's choice of words. Did she do that on purpose? She must of have. The pout didn’t stay long with that thought now and the sly smirk was once again back on Devyn's face. "Guess I'll have to be on my best behavior and have a birthday sooner then." Devyn said as she remained on the door, but leaning forward and dropping her voice to a whisper so just Sorcha would hear her and made sure she had a certain tone in her voice. "Dessert is my favorite meal, just so you know." Devyn said with a wink and with that stood up straight, opening the door behind her so she could slip in, but she didn’t.

"Have a nice night Sorcha; I'll go right to bed. Promise." Devyn said slipping halfway in the door and held out her pinkie to the older woman. Her sly smirk still on her face, but she really did plan on going right to her room. No use pushing anything any further. Plus she got out a detention which was goal one and she achieved goal two being thrown off Sorcha. She could sleep well that night for sure at least.

[Sorcha Adams]

Sorcha bit her tongue to prevent herself from making any kind of comment in reply to Devyn's statements about birthdays and desserts. It was just safer overall to keep her mouth shut and to stop encouraging the girl. It was bad enough that she was indulging her in these conversations and even making comments that could be taken the wrong way, or the right way depending on who looked at it. She really should have just written out a detention slip and shooed the student indoors. Dammit.

At least she was finally making her way inside, even if it was slowly and interrupted by pauses and comments that so should not have made the shifter grin. They also definitely weren't making her cheeks a little hot, either. That was totally just the warmer air from inside the dorm's open door playing against her skin and nothing else. A brief stretch in the cold grass after another lap or two around the school would cool her off again.

She did indulge the girl in the last gesture of the likely ingenue pinkie promise, hooking Devyn's finger with her own and making up her mind that it was the last bit of entertainment she'd be providing for the night. "Goodnight, Devyn. And you'd better. I catch you sneaking out again and you're definitely getting detention."

[Devyn Solway]

A good night indeed. Devyn was still thinking to herself mentally nodding, proud of herself and how this night turned out. She for sure could say that she got Sorcha to smile and smirk. Not that she was going to run around bragging that she had done that. Devyn was not the type to go around bragging or really telling anything about her personal life. She was fine with people telling her things, but she was not the type to just really come out and say things about herself. Now if she was asked she would be honest for the most part, but that was pretty much the only way to get Devyn to talk about her personal life. Still she would not say anything that could get Sorcha in trouble because she liked the woman and had some respect for her. Plus it was Devyn who was doing all the flirting and pretty much anything, Sorcha held strong.

Wonder if I got her hot and bothered? Devyn wondered at seeing Sorcha's cheeks get a little hot. At least it looked like they did; Devyn could have been imaging things really. It could have been nothing at all and either way it was not that big of a deal, yet. Devyn grinned when Sorcha's pinkie hooked with hers. Devyn could not help herself but quickly bring that pinkie to her lips and give it a quick kiss. Then she bolted. Like as fast as she could through the double doors and dashed to her room. She did want to see how Sorcha would have reacted to her bold move, but she still didn’t want to risk getting a detention or hit in the face. Had to be careful just giving a playful kiss to someone’s hand like that. Devyn didn’t like to make moves, but the whole pinkie kiss was innocent, just like sealing a promise. She did keep that promise, heading right up to her room and going right to bed.