9/9 Instance: America's Next Top Mutant

[NachtcGleiskette]

after Breakfast for Four

Talia: TJ loaded the film in her camera, making sure it was fit and feeding. "Professor Brock is going to teach me color like, on free time this week, so I wanted to take some good ones," she said, turning to hand Johnny a binky in his playpen behind her.

Angel: "This is so cool," Angel said, running her hand over a few of the props in the studio. "I ain't gotten so much into the visual arts..." She turned to look at TJ, wincing a little as her new tattoo pulled a bit. "Don't have a lotta time for the theater either..."

Talia: "No?? You should do it more though..." she said, moving to adjust the lights. "Howlett was like...in love with you I thought. Didn'y he give you that part in his "opus"?? Ugh, I had it first and.....ugh."

Angel: She giggled. "Oh, si... I'm still that masterpiece, but I don't think we'll ever actually perform it. I was just tryin' to do different things. The team thing and all..."

Angel: "Allora, where do you want me, Teej?" she asked, poking her tongue out at the other girl and flipping her hair. She broke down and giggled again.

Talia: She made a face. "Not like that!" She went back to arranging things again, averting Angel's eyes. "Well...I wanted to be like...more artistic...and I wanted to try like...if you are like, into it...would you do it like, without a shirt?"

Talia: "But not naked or anythign! Like...covering yourself, but artsy, you know?? I saw these pics in a book I thought were really cool and wanted to try that, and I was thinking you could do some with just you, then maybe some with Johnny too, if you're ok with that," she said quickly, futzing with a few wires.

Angel: "Oh?" She glanced at TJ, noticing the discomfort. "It's okay, sure, I'd be happy ta do it." She started unbuttoning her shirt. "Oh... allora, I just got that tat redone... so I don't have it wrapped anymore, but it's not pretty."

Talia: "Oh..well..it's ok.." she said, still looking away. "We'll just try not to get it. It's on your back anyway...um. Just lemme know when you're ready." She moved back to the camera, playing with it, and then started playing with the light meter.

Angel: Angel turned her back and wriggled out of her shirt, resettling her wings. Bras were always too much fuss with those wings too, so the did a quick check of her new bars and turned around, crossing her arms. "Ooookey."

Talia: She turned. Whoa, ok. She put the camera up. "Ok...I'll take a bunch and just like...feel relaxed. Move like, however you feel comfortable, ok??" She began snapping pictures.

Angel: "I can do that." Pictures she was used to, topless pictures with TJ though? Different. She smiled a little, raising her chin and pausing in a few poses.

Angel: Oh, for fuck's sake, this was TJ. Angel dropped her arms and set her hands on the back of a chair, trying to look relaxed.

Talia: TJ squeaked a bit. "Um...." She snapped a few more. "Uh..." Snapped more. "Can you like...like, I wanna see your..wings too..."

Angel: "Oh, of course!" She fluttered them for a couple snaps, then turned a little so they were more in view, wrapping her arm around herself and covering a bit... TJ looked a little purple.

Angel: "Just tell me if the tat shows though, unless ya can airbrush that shit out." She giggled.

Talia: "Oh, no, it's fine!" she told her, snapping away. "So, um...have you talked to Scott??" Yeah. Talk about something. Anything to get the mind off...boobs...

Angel: She buzzed her wings a bit in irritation. "No... I think he's hiding in the infirmary most of the time... but I'm not so sure I'm ready to talk to him yet, you know?"

Talia: "Yeah.." click click click! "Well...I don't get why he'd go and do that, you know? After everything...i didn't think he was like that..."

Angel: "I didn't either..." She shifted a little, getting uncomfortable. Almost a day had gone by without her thinking about it every second. Merda. "I guess it's best that I know now, before we..."

Angel: "And with Lizzie! Dio, I never thought..."

Talia: "I don't get that either," she kept taking shots. "Just...lift the right wing a bit more? Perfect. Yeah, like...Lizzie's your friend...why would he? I dunno...what a shitty thing you know??"

Talia: "And like...what about the wedding then??"

Angel: "I don't know..." Her wings were starting to droop, and she couldn't stop it. "I had ta call my family... about tha wedding. Now I think they's all scared to talk to me.... like I'll fuckin' snap."

Angel: "But mostly, right now.... I think I'm still in shock." She bit her lip. "And Liz, I ain't seen her at all. That kinda implies... she didn't protest so much?"

Talia: "Think you'll snap??? Like..over Scott and all?" she lifted a brow and put the camera down. "Lizzie hasn't even talked to you yet?? You think like...they were in it together? What about Warren??"

Angel: Her laugh was brittle. "I'm well known for my temper, si?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "No, she hasn't. Ya never know if it's just she's busy, or she's...."

Angel: "She's supposed to be my best friend! We call each other sister!" She reigned herself in a little. "Guess that's what friends are for..."

Angel: "Dio! Sorry!" she looked at TJ, eyes wide. "I don't mean you... I just. I don't know what tha flyin' hell I mean."

Talia: "No, it's ok..." she said, sitting on a stool for a moment. "I get it, like...you think someones your friend and something happens...it sucks alot..."

Talia: "Have you thought maybe about talking to her??"

Angel: "I have, but then I think what if I find out I gotta choke a bitch? It's still Liz after all."

Talia: "Yeah well...not talking isnt gonna help either..." she said, rewinding the film. "I guess it doesn't matter, like..as long as you do whats right for you, right??"

Angel: "You're right," she shuffled her feet, perching on the chair and glancing at her. "Ya sound like me the other night when I was givin' the advice."

Talia: She gave her a smile as she popped out the finished roll, fixing another in it's place. "Well...we take turns I guess."

Talia: "Hmm," she looked Angel over for a second. "Think maybe we can take a few with Johnny too?? Like...is that ok with you??"

Angel: "Si, we do." She perked up. "Oh, si! That'd be fantastico!" Her expression turned a little panicked. "So long as he don't try ta get any milk outta these."

Talia: She widened her eyes a bit. "Oh...no...no, he wouldn't.." she stammered. "I haven't breast fed him in a few weeks...like..." she stopped. "Just hld him up..." she told her.

Angel: "Okay, good," she giggled, feeling silly now. "I guess I shouldda thought of that... All right, Auntie Angelina is good ta go."

Talia: "Ok.." she pulled Johnny out of his play pen, taking off his onesie. "I think in a diaper, is that ok??" she asked, turning to Angel.

Angel: "Oh, si, that's cute!" She held out her arms for him, making a bit of a face at him to get him to smile. "Come ta Auntie!"

Talia: She smiled, handing him over, he whining a bit as she let him go. "Awww shush, Johnny, Mommy's right here!!" She stood back, picking the camera up. "Ok, like...just relax. And I way wanna see the wings too.."

Angel: Angel settled his chubby legs on her lap, holding him in front of her chest and letting him play with her fingers. "This work?" She ruffled her wings forward a little and giggled as he drooled on her.

Talia: "Perfect!" she began snapping pics. "These are nice. Mommy's little model!" she giggled at him, snapping away. "You two look good together."

Angel: "Awww, si?" Her smile dimmed when the thought occurred that she wouldn't have this chance with her own baby now. No.

Angel: Johnny burbled against her hand and she laughed again, pushing the thoughts away. "Allora, it's easy with such a handsome boy, si?" She shifted him a little, turning to show off her wings and his eyes.

Talia: "That it is!" she smiled. "You better watch it though! He's a little ladies man already. He's got all the girls."

Angel: "He sure does!" She blew a loud kiss against his cheek, laughing when he gave her a stunned look and then smiled back. "Camera loves ya, boy!"

Talia: "Hehe!! Do that again!! He's making the cutest face!!" She kept snapping.

Angel: Angel kept him laughing and babbling little amused exclamations as the clicking kept up. "Oooo, he's talkin away too!" She shifted their positions a little more and grinned up at TJ.

Talia: "Well, he's got "Mama" and "Papa" down pat," she told her. "Here, shift just a bit this way?" she showed her. "Awesome. He's loving to just like...say anything too."

Angel: "That means I got ta remember to curb the four-letter ones around him now," she said, moving as asked. "But I so should sneak in some Italian for him."

Talia: "Hey, don't go teaching him any bad words in Italian!!" she sighed, letting her arms drop for a minute. "Ugh, between you teaching him Italian, and Remy with the French I'll never understand anything."

Angel: "Would I do that?" She batted her lashes. "Only the finest bad Italian for my nephew!" She nodded at TJ. "You get enough, or just takin' a break?"

Talia: "I about finished this roll," she told her. "And I don't have a third one." she moved a bit closer, to run a hand over Johnny's head, him yawning. "Sides, he can only work so long...it's in his contract," she joked.

Angel: "Si, those child labor laws are a bieeeooother," she corrected halfway through, grinning sheepishly and offering him up to Mommy.

Talia: "Yeah, well, he gets the star treatment, hmm?" she took him from her, Johnny laying his head against her shoulder. "It's practically like being a famous person when your a baby. Everyone does everything for you."

Angel: "Hey, now I could go for bein' de-aged for that," she said, watching TJ with Johnny and sitting back in her chair. Should she put her shirt back on?

Talia: "Right?? It's a good life, eh Johnny??" she asked him, as he closed his eyes on her shoulder. She smiled ans laid him carefully in his playpen.

Angel: She crossed her legs, noticing some drool had migrated down to her slacks. Oh, ew... Quietly, she started trying to rub it off. Dry fast.

Talia: She gave Angel an odd look as she rubbed at her...stomach. "Uh...you ok??"

Angel: "Oh, hee, ya got me..." She brushed herself off one more time. "Johnny was free with his slobber, it's no big."

Talia: "Oh...jeez, sorry," she grabbed a baby wipe out of her diaper bag, moving to help Angel. "Yeah, it can get all over...sorry..."

Angel: "It's okay," she laughed. "I just was tryin' to get it to dry to see if it would leave a spot... then I'd know what level a dry cleanin' to get, si?"

Talia: "Oh...man, if you have to have it dry cleaned, I'll totally pay for it!"

Angel: "It's okay, it's okay - they're a couple seasons old." She realized that sounded weird, but she was used to her grandfather buying her the latest fashions now...

Talia: "No, seriously," she began to wipe a bit at her pants. "If he makes a mess...it's my responsibility."

Angel: "I know, but it's perfectly okay... if it's bad, I'll let ya know then." She put her hands up and let TJ dab though, if it made her feel better.

[Edited on 10/9/07 by NachtcGleiskette]

[Esynthia]

Whoa. that was EXTREMELY unexpected...

[Ferguson]

Seconded! And fantastically done!

[Starfish]

WooHoo! Yes, this was entirely unexpected. But Yay for TJ and Angel! Great instance, guys.

And Japh's locker starts to shine light from the inside as his pimp cane begins to glow.

[steyn]

You know homey.

[NachtcGleiskette]

What on earth are you all talking about??

[Ferguson]

Always with the taking porn away.

[NachtcGleiskette]

fyi:

Talia: She dabbed at the pants. "He's ruined a bunch of my clothes, I'd just hate for it to like, travel around you know? It's ok if he ruins mine, but you don't need baby stains..." she said, glancing up at Angel, seeing her face through her two....oh yeah, she was still shirtless...

Angel: Angel noticed TJ trail off and looked down... oh. "I uh, sorry, I should get my shirt, si?"

Talia: "Uh...no...you don't have to..

Talia: " TJ replied, moving up to sit beside her. "You actually...your skin is really smooth. I never really took a good look at it...Or..well...saw this much of it.."

Angel: Angel moved over a little to give her space. "Oh, grazie... it took me a long time to get used to it... I'm not as dark as my mom, and I sure ain't white like my dad either..."

Talia: "Yeah," she trailed a finger over her arm, looking down on her own, scarred arm. "It's really pretty though. A nice color, like...really nice..."

Angel: "Grazie..." she repeated, shivering a little at the touch. "I've always thought you were the most bellisima color.... kind of like the ocean... the Mediterranean."

Angel: She turned her head to look at TJ a little... this was.... weird, and she really couldn't read those yellow eyes any more than she could Scott's sunglasses.

Talia: She smiled, biting her lip a bit. "Really?? I....I was always so self conscious about it.."

Talia: She didn't know what possessed her, but she leaned a bit closer to Angel, reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear. "I do kinda have to say though...your hair does look good curly..."

Angel: "Nothin' ta be self conscious about... it's very pretty..." She stopped talking, then started again. "I kind of like it this way, for a change..." She stopped again, her fingertips running across TJ's cheek almost on their own.

Talia: That touch to her cheek was all she needed, and she leaned in, pressing her lips to Angel's. She had no idea what came over her, she didn't like girls. But...Angel...there was something...different. She trusted her, and...dammit, Angel was sexy.

Angel: Angel was stunned. TJ! This was TJ! But...maybe that's what made it okay. Her other hand came up to run through TJ's short hair as she ran her tongue over her lip. Wow.

Talia: She opened her mouth as Angel's tongue ran over it, her own tongue darting out to meet it. She shuddered a bit as Angel's hands grasped her hair, letting her own hands wander down. This was something new, something completely unfamiliar that she'd never considered before...but the more she got into it...the more she wanted.

Angel: Angel moaned at the hands sliding down her arms and across her chest. "Dio..." she managed, pressing closer to TJ. Kissing Lizzie for spin the bottle hadn't been like this. She slipped her hand under TJ's shirt.

Talia: Talia moved herself over Angel, legs stradling her lap as she pressed her body close. She moaned a bit as Angel slid her hands under her shirt, before stopping her. "Wait...we can't do this here..."

Angel: "Mmmm..." She tilted her head back, annoyed to break contact. "Oh," she blinked. "You're right..." Pulling her hands back a little she realized again this was TJ.

Angel: "I'm not sure what we're doin' anyways..."

Talia: "I don't know...I just feel..." she stopped, taking a breath. "I never really thought about this, you know? With...a girl...but like...I like you, Angel..and I trust you...and...I dunno...like, Cess and Tess seem to like..make it work you know??"

Angel: "Oh... si... I..." She brushed back a lock of blue-black hair. Those eyes weren't so hard to read, after all. "I suppose.... I've always been curious, in a way, you know." She smiled. "I trust you too."

Talia: She smiled, leaning in for a kiss. "So...maybe we can make this work, right? Like...try at least..."

Angel: "I think we owe it ta ourselves to try," she replied, returning the kiss tenderly. "So... where do we go from here?"

Talia: She kissed Angel again, before glancing behind her at her slumbering son. "Um...I think Remy can watch him. My room??"

Angel: "Si, sounds good," she agreed, pushing aside the butterflies in her stomach and reaching for her shirt. "Can't go back up there like this... people might talk, yo!"

Talia: She snickered, moving to grab Johnny. "Yeah, well, don't get comfortable," she raised a brow. "It won't be on long."