Orfelina scowled as Markus left, through she quickly resumed a smile as she shook Robin's hand. “Yes. Energy manipulation is known as Ergokinesis. Next to Cataleia, I'm kind of a power buff around here.” She grinned sheepishly before retracting her hand. She took a seat next to him and was soon followed by Julio. “I swear that man is all kinds of fucked up.” He muttered under his breath before carrying out conversation with Zach. “I'm almost twenty-one, if you must know.” She chuckled, taking a bite from her gumbo. Who in the world could resist Julio's cooking? “I actually got this job when I was nineteen.” She grinned some more as if bragging. Which she kinda was. It wasn't too hard to carry on conversation – Julio was nearby and there was only four of them. She didn't mind the company. And now? She seemed to have gained new confidence. “Well – I didn't go to college like everyone else. I was busy with...other things. But I do know more about Homosapien and Homosuperior Sociology and Psychology. They're fascinating subjects, really.” She smiled brightly before holding up a finger as if to say 'hold on'. She pulled out her crappy Nokia and answered her father's screaming voice. You crazy, Gypsy?! You don't just go around jumpin' in front of bullets! Beau let you do that?! When I get there, I'ma kick your ass and his ass and Kitty's ass and Gabe's ass and then I'ma kick pretty boy Lincoln's ass just because he knows Kitty! she held the phone away from her ear and sighed as he ranted. I'll be there by the end of the night! I'm walkin' out my fuckin' door right now! Whatssa matter with you?! You wanna die? Bein' my kid suck that much?! Do they not pay you enough? On. And on. And on. Lina held back a giggle as she noticed that he didn't say anything about kicking Zee's ass. He tried once and was sorely mistaken when he thought that he would win. Zee didn't even lift a finger in that battle. She finally cut him off just as he finished a very detailed description of what Beau's innards would look like sprawled over the mansion. “Daddy. Shut up. I'm fine. He didn't let me do anything. I'm not a child – I did it of my own accord. We can talk about this when you're here; after you've calmed down and cleared your head. Alright? I love you and I'll see you tonight.” She felt a bit embarrassed at the moment; As though she were ten years old again and her father had burst into the classroom screaming at every one suspect to having crossed his daughter. She shook her head and shoved her phone back into her pocket. “Sorry – Daddy's....He's daddy.” She rolled her eyes some as if dismissing the subject. “But yeah – We're not really a normal school. But that goes without saying. What's your story...?”
Cataleia watched as everyone left the library, some of the children coming to give her brief hugs and kisses. ”Boa noite, darlings. Get some rest and don't worry. We won't let anything happen to you.” She offered them smiles before walking into Beau and Lincoln's conversation. I think I know who we’re dealing with and if I’m right…oh there’s definitely going to be more trouble. Count on that. Cataleia gave a light shrug. “Nothing that we can't handle. But that's something that we'll need to tackle tomorrow. Right now, we should worry about taking care of our own. And we should kinda brace ourselves because Logan's on the way and he's out for blood. And Tony's on the way, too.” Tony and Logan in a single work space never went over well. They were either fighting each other or partying with each other. Neither ever with good outcomes. Shaking her head, she tapped her fingertips against her chin. “I didn't want to bring it up in front of the others...But we lost Alex and Nolan. And about twelve of the refugees. And three students.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “Markus got them on his side – So you can bet that we're going to meet them on worse terms within a week.” Cataleia could have stopped them, but that would have only made things worse. Pursing her lips now, she glanced outside at the weather. “So. One, two, three! Not it!” It was already known that she was talking about going to check on Zalika. She loved her friend to death, but she wasn't up for listening to a rant at the moment. She had been stressed all day. Lina and Beau probably had it worse – Though it sounded like Lina was holding up just fine.
Placing her hand on her face, she shook her head. “I'm gonna be in my office, guys. I need a drink.” Huffing lightly, she gave Beau a gentle hug and bestowed a light kiss on Lincoln's neck. She took her bowl with her, stopping by the kitchen to deposit it into the sink water. She smiled seeing Lina chatting politely with a student while Julio chattered animatedly with a young boy about girls. I swear! Her ass was huge! Ya gotta go to N'awlins with me some time, kid! She rolled her eyes before leaving and heading a little bit further down the hall to her office. She closed the door behind her, not bothering to cut on a light; she was glow-in-the-dark. ”Lights are for chumps.” She muttered to herself as she pulled open one of the cabinet doors to the large cabinet that was behind her desk. ”There's my baby.” She purred to herself, snatching up a bottle of American Honey. The Wild Turkey went down easy and smooth. Not to mention it was sweet and delicious. She opened it and flopped onto the velvet couch, bottle already against her lips. There was a faint sound of a random piano melody emanating from her, soothing her as she tried to calm her nerves and think straight. “Some fucking Head Mistress I am...” She frowned and took more than a swig, chugging on the glass container. She smiled to herself as her chest took on a warm, fuzzy feeling.