Omen eyed Syn's body as discreetly or indiscreetly as she could.

"Xavier's mansion? Why aren't you there? Do you guys get along?"

Turning her head she thought she caught Omen checking her out. She smiled at the thought should she be right.

"No her and I have the ultimate sibling rivalry. We both want each other dead. So that's why I'm here and not there."

Syn gazed into Omen's eyes for a moment. Not for any specific reason other than just to look.

"Oh...well at least you have your brother." she said light heartedly. Hopefully it wouldn't be taken as cold.

Then Syn looked into her eyes. This was what made omen a little nervous. Her eyes were jet black due to her powers which she hadn't spoken about. They used to be hazel and very pretty when she was first born but by the time she turned 13 her color was gone.

She licked her lips and looked down at the carpet, which, she noticed happily was very soft. She slipped off her boots. "Classy." she giggled slightly.

"Yeah he's always around somewhere." She pondered for a second just what her brother was up to anyways.

"I'm glad you like my room. I guess I kind of treat myself like a princess. A dark princess but still." She giggled.

She noticed a bit of a reaction when she was looking into the woman's eyes. She had already noticed they were completely black. That didn't bother her at all. "Am I making you uncomfortable? If I am you can just tell me and I'll do what I can to help you feel more comfortable:

Omen grinned. "Yeah, I'm fine, really. I always get a little nervous when people stare at me dead on, you know? I mean, you get used to getting oggled by guys when you're pretty but someone looking at your eyes is so much more telling."

Her face seemed a bit overcast for a minute but she shrugged it off. "I'm not uncomfortable. I would've broken something in the room if that was the case." she joked.

Syn giggled at Omen's last sentence. "Well, I'm glad you haven't broken anything. Besides, I like your eyes. They're very unique as are you as a whole. I haven't gotten along with anyone this well in such short time."

"I try to be laid back. I don't have the money to replace anything expensive." At Syn's last comment she frowned a bit.

"You keep saying that but, I find it hard to believe. Why wouldn't anyone get along with you. You seem like such a great person."

"Well, to be completley honest I've never really been around anyone who has expressed interest in me on their own free will. I've always just influenced people to do things for me or with me. So that's why I say that. This is a first for me. I think in the brief time we've talked you already know more about me than some of the others who live here." Syn continued to look at Omen though trying not to make her feel uncomfortable.

"How about I put on some music or something?" Without waiting for a response Syn rolled onto her side and leaned over to turn on her stereo. The sound system immediatle started to play some hard rock music.

When Omen heard it she began to sing along. It happened to be one of her favorite songs. She laughed slightly over the irony.

"Well...did you influence them over fear that they wouldn't like you on their own?" she asked. It was a heavy question but she asked light heartedly since she was still humming in between speech and nodding her head.

"Nope. I did it because I wanted to. I've always used my power to get my way if just talking doesn't work." Syn smiled and listend to Omen sing. "Nice singing voice."

"It's good that you get your way, I like that."

Omen laughed. "Yeah right!" she shook her head. "Now you're just lying to me." she grinned.

"I don't think I have a good voice but it never stops me. Hell, nothing ever stops me from doing anything." she lefted her laegs up to sit indian style, now that Syn was lying down, Omen sat at hips.

Syn laughed. "Well, from the sounds of things we could either be great together or we could be always at odds."

"I just humm the songs unless I'm by myself then I might attempt to sing them."

Omen cast Syn a suggestive glance. "I'm sure we'll be great together.

"and you should sing loudly in public, the results are SO much more entertaining."

Omen looked around the room for a book shelf of some sort. She loved looking at people's books.

Syn smiled back at Omen. "OK So I'm curious about something then. I've noticed you give me a couple looks as well as some suggestive comments. I also know you've been thinking about something yet you won't say what it is." Syn stretched her arms up to reach for one of her red and black pillows.

Omen laughed. "Well my, aren't we a bit straight forward." she said but hesitated in answering.

"I'm a flirt, I give almost everyone suggestive looks. Except that D**K in the lobby a few minutes ago; he gave me bad vibes." she smirked in memory.

"And as far as thoughts that I won't say, there are none, hun, I'll say everything I want to when the time is right." she laughed. "I'm all about living for the moment, can't rush perfection." however it was still slightly obvious that Syn's straight forward apporach had caught her off guard and shaken her a bit. As much as she liked the girl she was used to things moving as she wanted them to, as people normally let her do.

However, it was nice to have someone who could not only keep up with her, but outrun her sometimes too.