~and they didn't even put up a fight. [ prince! ]
THE DAY WAS SWIFT. Adjusting herself into the taxi cab, Eudora Ross, the scintillating, telepathic mutant looked at her current companion while letting an innocent, but minor deal of her bosom reveal themselves as she leaned forward to take her seat within a centimeter margin. The engine erupting from the turn of the driver's key formed squinted eyes as she placed her seatbelt around her physique, looking at Prince, Eudora smiled and stealthily scooted herself closer, her lithe arm against his much more muscular one. "I’m Eudora Aren-Catherine Ross, pleasure to meet you sir. You will be expected to act as I give orders, and if you fail to do so, you will have to personally deal with me." She announced, the grin upon her face as she continued to stare. Fun talk, dear. My imagination leads me to believe you'll have to hear this frequently, Frack darling. It never hurts to have practice. She spoke into his head. He certainly had been reasonably attractive. He would be fun, for the while.

Eudora had made plans prior to leaving the club. She had warned Prince Baines of the potential boredom she might have if she was to stand idle in the club for long. Yes, she had a few drinks but nothing to have her control out of hand. She danced with a few, but kept it simple and very short-lived. She didn't want Prince believing she was enjoying her stay at the club. She did, in fact, have reservations at an art gallery, and missing this would mean lost money. Eudora cared less about that, though, seeing as it all came from the Ross' banking accounts, however, a chance to flaunt her dress was a chance she would never miss. Additionally, she was recently honored as Xavier's valedictorian. Her ego hadn't yet lowered. During the night Prince would have been pestered by telepathic complaints and feelings of Eudora's frustration. Whatever it was that led Prince out of the party worked, and with only a swift mental call to a bypassing taxi driver, the two were on their way to her reservations. "I deeply apologize for possibly ruining your night, love. I can only imagine how much this meant to you," she kept her gray eyes staring out the window, trying to take a glimpse of New York's fashion within the store's windows. As always, Eudora's interest ceased as she returned her gaze towards Prince accompanying it with a rather sincere smile. "I promise you won't be resting your head with regret when this night is over." Whatever that may mean. Hm? Sharply, her head jolted at the driver in frustration. She wasn't even sure if Prince heard her, believing her words were being drowned out by the driver's radio selection of hard rock. "After a whole night of high volumes being played in my ear, must we be unfortunate to have this to listen to!? I say driver, spare us this awful tune." As if the driver ever listened to his passengers. However, Eudora dealt with people like him on a daily basis and learned ways to get whatever she desired. TURN THIS WRETCHED CHANNEL THIS INSTANT YOU PATHETIC, LONESOME DOUCHE! Almost zombie-like, the man complied without a bit of reluctancy. Mind influencing was a task Eudora had accomplished years ago while keeping herself entertained by toying with her parents. Although a tedious and mind-taxing task, it was a feat that gave Eudora her infamous reputation. Though her current doings did go with its errors as she didn't find time to focus on finesse. She wanted the station changed and didn't care that Prince may have heard her mental command. Ultimately, all was said and done and the two were now listening to traditional orchestra melodies. "I'm sure you won't be telling Professor Xavier of that little coup I just pulled. Do know it was done for the greater good, my dear." This ride will be interesting, hm?

[ prince baines ]
[ ooc note: takes place on graduation day ]