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 Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 10:27 am
"Ahh, so you have been dating Demetri, then!"
She clapped her hands together excitedly, as if she'd just solved the Wheel of Fortune puzzle. Her smile was nothing less than a Cheshire grin and her mood was definitely better than it had been only minutes before.
Sitting back down in her own, much more comfortable chair, she leaned back and began to rock back and forth. "Well you know, Mr. Killingworth won't be pleased to hear that you're dating a fellow student and coworker, Zac. Now, pray tell, what do you think we should do about this little situation? This sort of secret can't be keep in the dark for very long; I'm sure he's going to find out sooner or later. After all, he is the General-King."
In other words, aside from his tact when it came to relationships, he was a very clever man.
Pursing her lips, she acted as though she were thinking, when in truth she'd already planned out her next words seconds earlier. "I think.... first off... you should convince me as to why I shouldn't tell him what you've been up to. Now that I think about it, it would be terrible of me to keep such a secret away from my own husband, wouldn't it?"
Leaning forward, she grinned slyly. "So convince me I shouldn't tell him, dear. I'm eager to hear what you think."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 10:44 am
"...."
He'd just fallen into the same kind of trap that he'd set for Alex not so long ago...
HIM... because he wasn't paying attention to -anything- other than blind panic... how was that for irony.
His shoulders sagged in defeat... it wasn't as though he could do anything to avenge himself either, it was the -queen-.
At that moment he was very tempted to believe that Karma was haunting him for making it hurry.
"...How might I best convince you.... your... highness... madam..."
He said swallowing what little remained of his dignity...poor poor dignity. He'd hoped to have MORE of it along with respect for joining. So far it was NOT going well.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 12:17 pm
Turned out Ursula wouldn't have needed to pull Khaldun from his class anyhow. He'd been in English - this was no longer the case. It may have had a little to do with where Khaldun had told the teacher to put his woefully incomplete and illegible in-class essay when they were being collected. It may have had a lot to do with how he proceeded to crumple it into a ball and peg the teacher with it when he continued to demand it. Oh, and there may have been a one-finger salute somewhere in there. It was all so hazy already.
He'd been planning on loudly announcing himself as he entered, but there were already voices bantering back and forth when he reached the door. His hand hovered on the doorknob as he eavesdropped. It wasn't that unusual to have company in the office. However, it was unusual to hear Ursula get addressed as 'your highness' by a student. Especially a student who came in 'fun size' - Zac had probably been forcibly acquainted with the inside of his own locker more than a few times thanks to Khaldun, who towered at least a solid foot over him. Eventually he couldn't help but burst in, sauntering toward 'his' chair along the wall. It happened to be just one seat off the one Zac had claimed.
"Dating a co-worker, Zac?" Khaldun echoed loudly. He crossed his arms and stretched his legs out in front of him as he got comfortable. There was an equally vicious smile on his own face. "We got rules against that. Yeah, you're pretty much ********. And not by your co-worker."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 12:22 pm
Despite the fact she'd now lost her chance at reaping benefits from a distraught student, Ursula's smile remained steady as Khaldun waltzed through the door. He'd been to the office. Often. So often in fact, he could probably find his way to 'his' chair blindfolded and then to the chair across from the Principal's desk, after having his name called.
"It's about time you showed up," she tossed casually, moving to lean back in her chair once more. Poor Zac looked like someone had just shot his dog, especially when the six foot student lumbered over to take a seat next to him, "You're later than usual. Dare I suggest you actually behaved yourself, this morning?"
Turning her attention back towards the shorter boy, she waved a hand in his direction. "That will be all, Mr. Bantock." A swivel to the side had her now facing her desk, where she picked up her pen and began to scribble on a hall pass. "We'll finish this discussion another time, shall we?"
The hall pass was offered to the student, along with a cheerful smile. "And not to worry, dear. Your secrets are safe with me."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 12:31 pm
Oh god... not...
Oh HELL.
He stared up at Khaldun with an expression somewhere between smothered fury and deep set horror.
"I have not...will not.. AM not..." He started to protest.
And then shook his head trying to compose himself fiercely.
"...Thank you...Mam..." he finished tightly taking the hall pass with stiff shoulders and a deep blush.
Someday...SOMEDAY... in their -sleep- if he had to.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 3:54 pm
"Suggest away," he countered airily, grinning back knowingly. "I won't correct you."
"Better get moving, man, or the bride of Frankenstein is gonna let Killingworth replace 'Demetri' in your life with an educational asskicking." He leaned over and punched Zac in the upper arm, which would have been a friendly gesture coming from anyone else talking about anything else. The other student was quick to make a getaway. It didn't shut Khaldun up. "Her majesty can't be too jealous of your quality time with the head honcho; you probably spend more time on your hair than she does on hers. Ergo, chick."
"Maybe she'll let you borrow one of her dresses and everything!" he called as the fellow student clamored for the exit. He gave a low whistle when the door closed behind Zac, and glanced back over at the secretary's desk. He'd bothered Ursula on this subject plenty of times before, but he seemed to have a particular hangup over the lack of romance in his life and presumably that scoring a home run was at the top of his bucket list. Enter the standard hormones and teenage frustrations. Khaldun had begun to start blaming the Negaverse for being an impediment to his sex life, just like he would swear up and down that it was an impediment to everything else in his life. "And here I thought you guys just had a thing against Audrey. All us poor peons have to be all Sir Galahad the Chaste now? ******** lame."
"Though I would almost pay to see the look on that sorry a*****e's face when Killingworth gives him the 'make the Negaverse your lover' speech. When I heard it, I almost lost it. That kid's probably going to die of fright though. None of these new guys have any grasp on irony."
Not that Khaldun wasn't equally terrified of the General-King, or anything. Totally beside the point.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 4:16 pm
She waited until the poor young man had fled the office and then turned back towards the newcomer. "Mr. Cilentani."
An excessively bushy eyebrow rose in response. "Yeah?"
"Do you want to spend a week's worth of detentions with Mr. Killingworth?"
"What the hell do you th-"
"Then I suggest," she said crisply as she cut him off, arms folding across her low-cut blouse, "That you start being nicer to your peers. You're lucky he doesn't cut your throat in your sleep because of the way you treat him."
That was answered with a knee-slap and a hearty bout of laughter. Apparently the idea of the short Zinkenite doing anything more than stuttering was hard to fathom. But Ursula wasn't finished yet.
"I would also keep what you heard to yourself, or else I might feel inclined to tell not only Zac, but the rest of your other coworkers what kind of services you used to offer me, back when I first started here."
His grin quickly turned into his signature bitchface. "Dude, that is so not cool."
She grinned and returned to her paperwork, no longer feeling very bored at all.
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