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Illustra- 106th floor

:: Alison quickly removed her hand from Blaze's as she sat down in her dark loft to give Blaze an audience.::

Blaze, i came to my loft to be ALONE....

:: she decided to let Blaze finish, for the young mutant was right. her empathic awareness was very acute.::

Blaze, i cannot just FORGET about what happened. and while I admit it was nicer than i expected...to be more "human" as you and Haleigh called it during our time in Limbo, that was due in part to having just been restored, not really in "touch" with myself. it was like rearranging the parts of my heart and soul until they settled back into my body.

Not to mention the safety and tranquility of her garden...and the need for us to pull together to save Morgan and help reconstitute the six.

:: Alison shifted in her spot a bit::

now we are back on earth, I cannot afford the luxury of letting Ororo take over for us, I have to continue to watch over things as i did from the moment Morgan "died".

furthermore, there is a more personal issue here for me. Nicolas is a mutant with the same powers as my brother. My brother is MISSING hidden from my long range foresight. I cannot even sense him through our sibling bond. I'm not terribly thrilled or comfortable with the idea of Nicolas taking over Cameron's floor of Illustra. Nor do i appreciate his cavalier attitude towards us, as if we are weak and in need of his SAVING us. Even Ororo did not treat us that way and she knows the power possesed among us.

We have Persephone, a woman who HARDLY warrants "trust" from me, staying on the floor of ANOTHER woman who violated our trust. I am not content to just sit back and let these two run rampant through Illustra.

:: she expressed her concerns point blank.::

Nicolas invites me to "see" all aspects of his past or even his future, as if i WOULDN'T do that anyway? He is clearly not convinced of the fact that HE needs us as much as we may need him. We cannot continue to function at half roster as we have over the past month, but i will not sacrifice our safety or our family spirit for the sake of an arrogant man and a self absorbed woman who is a legend in her own mind who think they are doing US a favor.

Until they realize the gravity of this new found situation they are in, they will BOTH come under my scrutiny and the harder they resist, the more HARSH i will become.

If you know me well, you know that I mean what i say and that I can be DEADLY when crossed.

:: Alison exhaled with annoyance as she looked out among the expanse of her dark loft...the only sound was that of slow, deliberate ticking grandfather clock. She took in what Blaze had to say , realizing that if she were to become even MORE effective than she had been BEFORE her "death" during the battle with Blackout, she WOULD have to balance on her marble hard heart and exterior with the humanity that was apart of her. She may be a seer, a powerfull witch and many other things but before ALL of that, she was HUMAN and she could not go on ignoring that. She had had moments before where she had "let her hair down" ...and her fashion sense during the few outings the Six had went to at XS or the Gala for Cameron months ago prooved that as well. flashes of memories from the "good times" of the Six caused Alison to soften her facial expression as she silently agreed with Blaze::

I appreciate your insight and your advice about finding balance is very valid. I will take it to heart and endeavor to achieve it, but remember that I have responsibilities. Until Morgan returns to Illustra and Alycia executes the paper work to put Illustra back under Morgan's control, I must protect this building, its business and US.

I do not want you to feel like you cannot make your own descisions or follow your heart but i just want you to be carefull and not reveal TOO MUCH to Nicolas..not by yourself at least.

:: Alison stood up.::

I must have time in solitude now, Blaze. Feel free to take Nicolas to XS if you like but i WILL be watching you both.....be carefull.

:: Alison looked upon Blaze with a less stern expression but no actualy smile. she reached over and touched Blaze's shoulder with her gloved hand. a sign of agreement and friendship. Blaze would know that Alison wanted to be alone now.::
 
through the night

<< as Alison and Blaze end their conversation and the various member of the Six and their guests attend to their private business, the night wears on. the pulse of the city and everything beyond beats strong with vitality and everyone outside of the six has no idea how thankfull they should be for the efforts of these mutants, witches and their allies who risked their lives through time and space, beyond the concept of REALITY for most normal humans.>>

<< the night continues on, things moving as they should, and as it reaches the bewitching hour, within the silent chamber of dreams within Morgan's luxury penthouse at the top of illustra, chimes begin to sound off as a breeze blows throughout in a stream with sparkling green orbs.>>

<< Ororo and Karen Victoria appear within Morgan's loft. Karen wearing her beautifull fand elegant black flying suit and Ororo wearing her regal white "goddess dress" with blue robe. the two women look refreshed with a look of elegant disdain on their faces as they fully manifest and then, Morgan Victoria appears, laying on her bed, still slumbering peacefully followed by her familiar tinkerbell and the kitten given her by Haleigh.>>

<< Ororo gently covers Morgan with a satin sheet while Karen quietly checks to make sure they havent disturbed Alycia who is down the hall in one of the guest rooms>>
 
Morgan's luxury apartment

<< Karen returns quietly to Morgan's chamber of dreams as Ororo revitalizes the talismans that hang at the sliding glass doors that lead out to the large balcony that over looks the city at dizzying heights>>


Do you really think she's ready Ororo? She's been so detatched and disoriented during the times she was awake in Limbo. She recognized us but....there was something missing!

<< Karen sat down by her daughter's bedside and gently stroked Morgan's hair as she looked upon her with concern. although it had only been hours since the six had returned to earth...MONTHS had already passed in Limbo. Karen was fully functional again, Ororo was refreshed and Morgan had been going through psychic and mystical therapy courtesy of her mother and her honored mother.>>

<< the process had been long and difficult but here they all were, back on earth and in Illustra, as Ororo and Karen believed it was time for Morgan to return to her full life and her friends, family. But sitting here now, Karen began to worry, almost like she was sending her little girl off to kindergarten for the first day of school. >>


Once we leave, I'll be going back to soho and you'll be in Limbo. I'm just worried that Morgan might have too much of an adjustment reaction. Especially if she see's NICOLAS.

<< crossing her legs at the knee, Karen looked over at Ororo.>>

You and I both know that Nicolas is a good man but we saw how Alison was already drawing a line. Morgan will react the same way unless she can see that he truly means her and her friends no harm.
 
Alison's loft

A mischief smile began to grow upon Blaze’s lips as she led her to the sofa. Blaze could tell Alison was partially trying to object. The fiery mutant acting like a younger sibling to Alison. The two casually discussing life, the troubles, and Illustra. Alison was always straight to the point, no beating around the bush with this woman.

She noticed Alison’s shift in position, like she was trying to pull away. Which in turn only caused Blaze to move closer. Alison would listen to her and absorb everything she spoke of. And in turn, Blaze would also honor Alison’s need for privacy.

"I gathered you wanted space but sometimes its best to keep company with others. You know that as a mutant who wields fire, my beliefs are fierce and passionate. I may not always agree with you or your methods but I do take them into consideration. You must learn to give others a chance however, just like we have given you a chance to open up. However, I understand how you work and what makes you comfortable. But, I won’t stop trying to accommodate for Nicolas. He has proven himself worthy for me, but I know you expect more. And as for Persephone she’s an enigma. Her personality is much like Alexis in the extent of isolating herself from us. I’m not sure how I feel about her, but I know it wouldn’t hurt to watch out for her. I see her clashing with you on more than one occasion. She’s everything opposite of you, and we both know how you get when you feel disdain for someone." A grin growing on her smile, recalling the confrontation between Persephone and Guardian.

At the end of their discussion, Blaze looked up to see Alison standing over her. Standing up herself, Blaze was a few feet shorter than Alison. "I’ll leave you be, but if you need anything you know where to find me."

Placing her own hand over Alison’s she offered the Seer a warm smile. "And please tell Haleigh to get a hotel room, it smells like sex and candy through the hallways." She cringed with her own giggle, knowing Blaze had keen senses.

Side stepping Alison, Blaze let herself out of Alison’s suite while shutting the door behind her. Her emerald eyes staring blankly in the hallway of Illustra. Massaging the back of her neck she began her journey back to her apartment. This time Blaze took her time while deep in thought.

Peering down at her watch, it was midnight now. She wondered about going over to XS or returning in the morning. Walking over to one of the large vending machines she grabbed a bottle of water. Retracing her telephone from her pocket she thought about calling Haleigh on purpose just to interrupt. A small cackle reverberating through her chest, but she would leave her friend be. She would return to XS with Nicolas in hand, it was reassuring to know he could watch her back.
 
Illustra- Morgan's apartment

:: Ororo reactivated Morgan's talismans throughout her luxury penthouse. with Morgan returned, the magick that protected this floor and surrounded Illustra would soon be restored as well, shielding them even further from attacks like those of Blackout and Malice.::

:: the tailsmans on her balcony would prevent anyone from coming IN through the most obvious vulnerable spot of Morgan's residence.::

:: as Ororo heard Karen's concern's she understood where the doctor was coming from::

Ororo: Karen, I understand and SHARE your concern. Morgan is the youngest of the dark trinity, she has had the hardest time with accepting and controlling her mystical mantle and connection to Limbo but post Inferno and shortly before her falling into the Seige Perilous, she was well on the right path thanks to lessons YOU taught her, and guidance we BOTH gave her. Those lessons, that knowledge and training are still apart of her core no matter what. She may have been temporarily stripped of her sense of self and memories but we have repaired that with our magicks and time in limbo. Now, the only thing left to fill in the blanks is for her to be returned to the life she once led.


::Ororo takes a picture from a nearby shelf in the room and comes and sits on the edge of the bed closest to Karen, near Morgan. they continue to talk quietly as Ororo show's Karen the picture. it's an image of Morgan, Alison, Delilah, Blaze, Alexis and Haleigh...the night of Master Mold's attack.::

Look at them Karen. You and I both have seen how far they came and how hard they had to work to get to THAT point. Morgan and Alison had come to respect and ACCEPT Haleigh, they care for her as apart of the team as their FAMILY. They all came through so much struggle and survived so much dishord. And even though Alexis betrayed them due to Malice and Helena's influence and lost her life and Cameron is missing, the core of the team is still very much alive. Morgan needs to come back to add her strength to that core. As they readjust to their lives on earth and learn to share them with and include Nicolas and Persephone.

Morgan HAS to be apart of that if she is to remember the control that she fought so hard for before she "died."

Haleigh , Alison, Delilah and her sister Blaze will be here for her and YOU will be too. You'll be nearby in Soho and I will always be a wind away.

We will be watching, but I believe Morgan will be able to return to HERSELF much faster and much more smoothly if she is in the envrionment and around the people that had the most relevance and impact on her...and you know that to be yourself, being that you are a qualified and accomplished psycho therapist yourself.
 
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Illustra- Morgan's apartment

<< Karen took the picture from Ororo as she looked upon it, the women of the six had come so far indeed. Ororo was right. Her wisdom and objectivity allowed for a balance of Karen's concern's as Morgan's mother.>>

<< As Ororo finished, Karen set the picture down on Morgan's nightstand and took Ororo's hand in her own.>>

Ororo, I can't thank you enough for all you've done. all you've given me, my daughter and this team. Life is easier to live, knowing that there's someone like you watching over us. You've been the perfect balance to my tendency to worry. With everything that's happened to Morgan since MysTech infected our lives...I know that being a doctor, i'm supposed to be rational for the sake of others...but I can't tell you how many times I've thought about taking Morgan and just disappearing, hiding from everyone that we know...leaving the country...WHATEVER it took. Christopher shook my world and shattered it, But I've been able to come back from that and through Morgan and her friends I've realized that sometimes you have to FIGHT to keep things together.

<< squeezing Ororo's hand>>

We've been through a hell of alot, we've been through HELL but we've managed to survive and come back fighting our way to what is rightfully ours. Without you, I don't know what we would've done. You're a blessing, Ororo, and I love you...we BOTH do.

<< Karen reaches forward to embrace her dear friend>>
 
Morgan's apartment

:: Ororo held Karen's hand and smiled softly as the doctor spoke. Nodding.::

Ororo: Karen, your bravery as a woman in this world where nothing is what it seems is a testament to where Morgan get's her strength from. As i told you before, if it were not for you, the Six would have died by Malice and Blackout's hand. You faced the super soldier and you SURVIVED. You're strong, and the power of a mother protecting her child or figurative "children" is as primal as magick itself.

We BOTH had a hand in helping The Six in this time when they needed it most. I was glad to do it and I know you were too. Their continued evolving and development as individuals to make the team stronger is going to be their way of thanking us BOTH.

:: she returns Karen's embrace::

and I love you too, old friend.

:: standing up, she turns to face the doctor again.::

I will return to my garden. You must stay here. spend the night with your daughter and Alycia. "tomorrow" will be here soon enough and Morgan will be better off having you here to greet her rather than being alone. Remember, we will always be watching over Morgan no matter where she is and i will always be on hand to help you when you need it most.

continue forward, karen.

:: Ororo waves goodbye as she disappears in a column of howling winds and sparkling green orbs, leaving the doctor in the darkened chamber of dreams with her sleeping daughter.::
 
home again

<< and as Ororo departs, Karen sits for a moment, just enjoying the silence in the penthouse with the faint din of NYC's night life outside from the balcony in the chamber of dreams.>>

<< finally, the doctor gets up, and turns off the soft light on the nightstand , kissing her daughter on the forehead gently and making sure she's covered before quitely leaving the room.>>

<< true to her maternal instincts, Karen will peek in on Alycia to make sure she's asleep and on her way to her own room, she finds Morgan's cats have already returned to their usual ways, prowling and patroling the penthouse as Tinkerbell leads the kitten.>>

<< tomorrow will hold uncertain moments but that is to be expected. everyone has the chance to remember thier mistakes from the past as they go forward and Morgan herself will discover her life anew as she is now HOME again!>>

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<< Night gives way to DAY, and the city is now clear for all to see, looking as vibrant and healthy as it did BEFORE the chaos caused by Blackout and Malice. the city functions as "smoothly" as it once did with all of the traffic, hustle and bustle of the daytime morning work rush.>>

<< inside of Illustra on the business floors below the private residence floors of the Six...there is also much traffic as the business of fashion and image are now full steam ahead. carefull coverups by alycia and alison have caused the general public to believe that Morgan has been on sabbatical all this time and there was no general knowledge of her "death" at the hands of Master Mold...so Illustra's stock didnt plummet nor was there any negative publicity to the company. in FACT, with the contract for a magazine/advertising company now open since Alison CANCELLED Illustra's agreement with Tempo Inc, Alexis Quatermaine's company which had handled all the print campaigns and magazine spots for Illustra, Illustra's media market was open and they were being courted by many. >>

<< The Six and their allies are getting stared with their day. Alison is already up and down far below in a media room of Illustra in a meeting with the senior staff. In the back of her mind she knows that Morgan's business savvy would prompt her to court Nicolas for a modeling contract. Meanwhile, Haleigh, Blaze and Delilah were experiencing the first "normal" day of their lives since Morgan's "passing"...knowing that there was nothing but opportunity before them. Alycia Barnett was in her satellite office on the 99th floor conducting a background check on Nicolas and mulling over the possibility of returning to the office of the District Attourney and on the top floor of Illustra, Morgan would soon be awakening. Karen was there, ready to receive her daughter and help her get resettled.>>

<< the day was off to a great start, generally speaking, for everyone!>>
 
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rough morning - Outside of Illustra

As night gave way to day the morning began with the sound of morning traffic, birds, and business conducted. But unfortunately for Blaze her morning would be somewhat of a rough one. The sun's rays blinding through her large bedroom window. Its intense light awaking her up with a groan. Rolling over into her pillow pulling the sheet cover over her when she felt a tug. Tugging the sheet more she just closed her eyes when she felt a pair of arms envelope her nude body. Opening her eyes she glanced over her shoulder to see a dark haired brunette beside her. Slipping from her grasp, Blaze sunk out of the Queen size bed. As she did she tripped on an empty bottle of Gray Goose Vodka. The noticing scent of alcohol and sex still fresh in the air. Rubbing her eyes, Blaze realized she had worn her make up last night and she looked like a raccoon, literally.

Noticing her overall appearance in the strangers apartment she nearly gasped at her hair. Her lips falling a gap with shock. Her head pounding and her body lacking in energy. She couldn't remember last night if her life depended on it. All she recalled was going to XS with Nicolas. They ended up becoming separated and after attending to the contractor, Blaze had a few drinks to celebrate Morgan's return.

Walking over to the bed the mysterious person rolling over onto their back. She could see the slender outline of a woman, her dark chocolate skin obvious. Blaze had always been open to interracial relationships but this was a one night stand. Leaning against the dresser of this woman's suite she watched her sleep soundly. Scanning the room she noticed the Monet picture frame knocked over and shattered, the clothing littering the hard wood flooring, and the bra draping over the lampshade. God, apparently she was an animal! Too bad she couldn't remember it.

Noticing the burned down candles, Blaze perked a brow. And she wasn't even at Illustra, but that wouldn't be a problem. The figure in the bed moving again pulling the covers closer. Staring over to her, she was gorgeous like that of a Model. She almost resembled the singer, Aaliyah. Her long chocolate trestles around the middle of her back, a nice proportioned jaw, and a sensual body. Blaze did fairly well it seemed. Too bad she didn't know her name.

Looking around for her clothes she grabbed her boycut shorts off the desk with a light giggle, locating her hot pants and her halter and bra. She would shower when she returned to Illustra. Walking over to the mirror to tame her wild locks, Blaze noticed the various awards. All of them for acting. Blaze looked back. "Oh shit, she's an actor!"

Reading the name printed upon the award her green eyes going wide at the name. "Vivica A. Fox." Stumbling backwards, Blaze nearly fell flat on her ass. Noticing Vivica was moving more, Blaze bolted for the door. Rushing around the corner, the place was gigantic.

Exiting Vivica's place, Blaze hailed a cab, "TAXI!!!" The yellow cab halting to a stop. "Illustra Inc. please." The driver nodded as he drove her there. Paying him, Blaze walked inside of Illustra.

Secretary: "Rough night, Blaze?"

Blaze nodded, "yeah...you could say that." She headed for the elevator, hurrying along. Vivica's perfume all over the mutant and some dark bruises across her neck. Ducking out she was in dire need to hide! If she involved herself with a celebrity it would be bad for the Six and her own life. But, the idea of dating a celebrity was intriguing.
 
The morning found Nicolas already up and showered, dressed in a form-fitting baby blue microfiber shirt with lt. grey linen suit . He had already been in contact with his people and all was well. He decided to be the guest and take a look around the offices as they were running. He was interested in how this company worked and he wanted to get a close look at it and at the group of people with whom he had been placed. He "looked" around with his mind and realized that Alycia was on the 99th floor. He wanted to speak to her, first to try to start over on a better footing than last night, and second to try to find out more about Senator Kelly and therefore more about his father. He teleported discreetly to the floor outside her office door. Stepping slowly into the room, he knocked on the doorjamb.

"Can I talk to you for a moment? Look, I am sorry about last night. I realize that we are all under a great deal of pressure and that I will need to try to respect what you all have gone through and why it is difficulrt for you to accept ANYONE easily much less myself. I want to start over, try anew, and I came to you because I wanted to talk about Senator Kelly if you could. She was so important to my father yet I know little about her. I want to understand her beter, and who better to ask than you? I believe that she is the one connection that we share through her camaraderie with my father, and I believe that my father would want me to make a better effort to understand and be understood. If you are terribly busy, I understand. I simply want you to know that I am committed to working with you all, and I hope that we can one day be friends."

Nicolas stood there for a moment as he waited to hear how he would be received by Alycia. It as a bit unnerving to put himself out like this, but he was convinced that he needed to take a more active role in trying to reach out to his new allies...
 
Illustra- 99th floor

:: Nicolas was standing outside the reception area of Alycia's office on the 99th floor. She could see him on her personal monitor in her executive office. sitting there with her arms folded..she waited a moment before finally pressing a button that allowed him access into her office. he would have to pass through the general reception area which was decorated in a chic, contemporary style with hard lines, metalic and angular accents and concealed blue lighting. ::


:: he would see there were several offices and a conference room inside, very large and spacious. Alycia's executive office was straight ahead and through the center. her door was open and she waved him in.::


Nicolas,

:: she said in a feminine, cool tone::

I see you've found my satellite office. Normally i don't entertain visitors without an appointment but I'll make an acception in your case...out of honor and respect to Sharon.

:: without getting up, and not wanting him close to her, she motioned for him to take a seat in a large plush leather chair in front of her desk. her office was very luxe in design, cutting edge like herself and she had a splendid aerial view of the city from her floor to ceiling window.::

can my assistant get you anything in the way of a drink?

:: Alycia was looking very polished and poised in a silver gem, tailored toned donna karan blazer and matching high hemlined skirt. Nicolas would see that the woman dressed to impress and had a cutting edge sense of style about her. her raven black hair was down at her shoulders in a simple, sleek wrap do as she moved up to her desk in her chair and Nicolas would see a picture of Alycia and Sharon on her desk as well. the women looked so happy together...nothing like how Alycia was looking at him now. ::

You have initiaive and courage about yourself. and though your cavalier attitude is infuriating, it appears that you DO have good intentions. far different from the the last man that i spent any length of time with. knowing that we were allies of the six, he had kidnapped myself and sharon. he brutalized us, broke my arm and tried to rape Sharon. so you see, there are many reasons why more than a few of us around here are distrutsting of men.

:: alycia was referring to Commander Rick Riley of Mystech a terror general who had kidnapped sharon and alycia out of retaliation for their help in the Six's destroying of "NERVOUS".::
 
Foxfire
Foxfire
This character adds something to the Six. You play her well, especially the legal background.
Illustra- 25th floor Executive conference room

:: meanwhile, many floors below, Alison Marble, Cheif of staff and head of operations @ Illustra Inc. was conducting a meeting with the senior staff of the company. in the cutting edge executive conference room.::

:: Alison was looking crisp and sharp in a white Calvin Klein collard, button down blouse which she had conviniently left several buttons UNBOTTONED to reveal a tastefull hint of cleavage. the blouse fit just right and complimented the Calvin Klein black, above-the-knee pencil skirt that revealed, tight, feminine bare legs along with the black back w/ silver "CK" buckle which was slightly off centered for an asymtrical effect. giving Alison a sleek, simple, sophisticated look as she walked back and forth at the front of the conference room. she was wearing black four inch heeled pumps. Her blue/black hair was down, resting at her shoulders, straight but with luster and shine to it.::


Illustra's stock is as strong as ever, our Q rating is also postive. We still have the most models both on the runway and in print campaigns of any modeling agency on the east coast...and we represent world wide but as you know, our adevertising and media market is now wide open following the termination of our contract with Tempo Magazine and Tempo Inc. We still have Liquid Crystal Images for all of our photography needs and King Enterprises provides our hotel and guest accomodations for visiting models and other guests but we have MORE than enough leverage when it comes to searching out a new company for our print ad campaigns.

:: As Alison walked walked back and forth, she gestured to a liquid crystal monitor that was showing facts and figures about Illustra's stock, how well they were represented across the board in run way shows and other events::

We need to do something that will make our switing magazine companies stand out and i suggest the introduction of a hot new model, a MALE model. Illustra has long been known for its female super models with Morgan Victoria being the key signature female model..the face of Illustra but in order to reach out and cacth MORE attention, the idea of bringing on a MALE super model and promoting him like no other has been before..would not only bring us to the attention to a male audience but also bring us more male models and allow us to branch out into men's fashion etc.

:: As Alison turned on her high heel, she "saw" Blaze arrive at the cystal reception area of Illustra's main floor..looking dishevled and obviously having been out all not.::

Blaze Fielding....
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:: Blaze SHOULD have been present at this meeting as one of Illustra's junior ad execs...responsible for ideas and promotions that would involve the use of Models at high end events. but she was running late...AGAIN. In Blaze's apartment, a pair of Cobalt blue eyes opens before the mutant as Alison SHOUTS sternly::

BLAZE FIELDING YOU ARE LATE! GET YOUR SELF to this meeting AT ONCE!


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back in the executive conference room


:: Alison turns to face those at the conference table, as she leans forward on the edge of the head of the table::

With that in mind, I have sent out some talent scouts to find us the most elligible male models in the NYC area and beyond. Results of this search will be in several hours from now, upon which time a test photo shoot will be conducted with Liquid Crystal Images and a personal interview conducted by myself...and our junior ad executive Blaze Fielding....who is not HERE at this moment but should be arriving SHORTLY.
 
Illustra- Alycia's office

Nicolas nodded as he listened to Alycia. He understood her apprehension to a degree, but he was perplexed that woman so obviously intelligent would focus in on gender in that way. Malice had been at least equally if not more menacing, but she seemed to harbor no similar apprehension to women. He found it strange, but let the feeling subside as he proceeded.

"I would not wish a situation like that on anyone. It unfortunately is things like that which make it hard for men like myself. It causes us to be unfairly lumped together based on gender and I hate that we are seen first and foremost together in that context. I hope that you will soon be able to evaluate me as an individual and grow to understand that this person who did evil to you and Senator Kelly does not represent all men. Remember, Malice has been a nemesis for the Six this entire time, so men do not have the market cornered when it comes to evil. I simply ask that you understand that it is difficult for me also. Here I am living with powerful strangers who have done even less in terms of earning my trust than I have to earn their trust. I have been berated, threatened several times, I have given over my life and background in a one-sided exchange and yet I still am greeted with fear and distrust, all to accept an invitation from Ororo because I believe in continuing to fight for a dream that Senator Kelly and my father shared. You are an attorney, a person who is traiined to look at evidence and to keep an open mind before judging someone. I simply ask that you apply that standard to me. I know what you will find in my background check: nothing. I have spent my life trying to help others. I am simply asking that you see me for who I truly am, not what you fear I may be."

Nicolas spoke evenly, trying to reach the prosecutor through a process with which she was clearly comfortable: logic and evidence.
 
Having snuck back inside her apartment without notice from any one of the building, Blaze looked around for Nicolas. Sighing heavily she saw he was not present, probably out exploring or something. Heading for the bathroom she nearly had a heart attack as Alison's intimidating blue eyes appeared. She winced at the harsh - loud tone Alison used, God that woman was all business. Rubbing her temples she nodded, "all right I'll be there..." She groaned, she had forgotten about this. She hadn't expected everything to return to business so soon.

"So much for going back to sleep." Shaking her head she walked inside of the bathroom closing the door behind her. Forty - five minutes later she walked out in a crisp baby - blue towel. Walking into her bedroom she flipped on the television while deciding on what to wear.

"Ms. Fox was last seen at the trendy nightclub XS where she was pictured lip - locking with the owner of the club, Blaze Fielding."

Blaze nearly died as she ran over to the television set, "Oh GREAT!" She threw her hands up in exasperation. This day was starting off shitty, and now she was late for a meeting. Looking closely the pictures were up close indicating they were real. This was all she needed paparazzi harassing her. She couldn't worry about that now. Applying her make - up and brushing her teeth.

Choosing a navy pin stripped Anne Klein suit, Blaze looked professional. Styling her dark brunette locks into a sleek bun. Grabbing her watch, necklace, and a few rings she rushed out of her apartment. Heading for the elevator she reached inside her suite pocket for an Advil, luckily she had brought it.

A file folder tucked underneath her left arm she made her way to the meeting. Taking a deep breath she took a breath before walking into the conference room. A pearly white smile flashed to soothe any worries from the staff and clients present.

"I apologize for being tardy I had to take my cat to the dentist." The staff giggling at Blaze's own joke. She avoided looking at Alison, who was glaring at her most likely. "I see Ms. Marble has begun our discussion for the new model of Illustra." She said pulling back a black - leather swivel chair. Sitting down she crossed one leg over the other. Opening the file folder to reveal pictures of the hottest new models currently. Scanning over her notes she wore a pair of small framed Armani glasses.

With a pen in her left hand she looked up at the clients and present staff. "Although Ms. Marble's idea to pursue new male models to this agency is brilliant..." Her words trailing off as she adjusted to giving her own idea. "I think rather than recruiting a model we FIND one. I say we actually make a model. Take a dud and turn him into a stud. Not only would this catch female, male populations but the gay community. Most male models have a huge impact on homosexual men. If we can create a campaign that's bold, tantalizing, and sexy we can put this gentlemen on the map. And when was the last time we saw a beautiful black man on the cover of a magazine? Probably not since Tyrese Gibson right?"

Standing up from her chair, Blaze moved to the center of the room, behind Alison. Taking her laser pointer, "lights, please." The lights were immediately turned down as the overhead telepromptor was displayed with pictures of recently taken gentlemen. "These were taken this morning by Liquid Crystal Images. These men have no modeling in their blood, they are your average Joe. I say we build them up....directing them how to pose for a camera crew, walk the runway, learn the ropes of modeling." Her laser pointer falling upon a picture of Nicolas, yes, that one. "This gentlemen here oozes sex appeal, he's intelligent, and he has style. He's fully capable of being a model but that would be almost too easy."

Clicking the prompter, the screen moved to another black gentlemen. "Now, if you were to look at this gentlemen, you would think he wouldn't make it in Modeling. But with some contact lenses, removal of those grills, and brand label fashion he could be a success." Turning off the teleprompter, the lights were turned back on.

Removing her glasses, Blaze looked around, "Alison is onto something, but I say we push the limits and use an African American. It would put us on the map even MORE and we would gain more publicity. Think back to the female Models we housed here, none of them of African American descent. I say bring them on." Walking over to her chair, Blaze sat down again. A legal size notepad placed in front of her for note taking purposes. She awaited the reactions from those present.
 
Illustra-99th floor

:: Alycia's face frowned up as her eyes widened at his suggesting that she "remember" that its not just men who pose a threat.::

Nicolas..

:: she said abruptly as she folded her arms and took a moment to compose herself::

I don't think you realize what you've become apart of. This isnt about US giving you the benefit of the doubt. This is about YOU showing US that we can trust you and trying to patronize me with your speeches ISNT THE WAY TO DO IT.

:: she glared at him as she paused::

I dont have "powers" in the mutant or magickal sense. Neither did Sharon but we DID have LEGAL powers and other connections and we used those along with our genuine desire to help the Six stamp out the EVIL that is MysTech to help them...to OUR peril. Sharon and I have been the victim of assassination attempts, kidnappings and the like. Sharon DIED tried to free Morgan from wreckage as Master Mold was about to fire upon her!

I understand that you are having an adjustment period, but you're the new guy YOU are the one who has something to proove, not them. They've been doing this for a while now and what you arent aware of is how bad things got among them as a team before they got better. at one point..some of the team was ready to kill each other.

With everything they've lost and been through...even though Ororo was able to help them fix things..there's still a sense of uncertainty. Knowing Alison as well as I do, I know that the harder you resist, the more harsh she becomes. She will protect her own...and she would KILL if it was necessary to do so.

:: slamming down some paper work, Alycia leaned forward::

i dont know who you think you're dealing with now...but i am FAR from a novice when it comes to gathering information i have the most secure and comprehensive resources for obtaining information and I have even one upped Haleigh Davidoff in this capacity.


I know all about you, i know where you came from and how you came to enjoy the lifestyle in which you live. I also know that your father and Sharon Kelly were close. Perhaps closer than most people might suspect. You've been trained for YEARS to become a living weapon, a force to protect those who could not protect themselves, The same same thing that the Six were called together for. MysTech , who already had a problem with Senator Kelly and her mutant rights agenda wanted to recruit YOU and submit you to a process that would strip you of free will and humanity and make you a weapon to use to further their agenda.


to save you, your father contacated Sharon and she was going to arrange to bring you here under wraps, to network you with the Six so that they could protect you and you would join them but Malice had your father killed. If Ororo hadnt found you when she did, Malice and MysTech would have came for you. I found correspondence between Sharon and your father. She wanted ME to make sure that you had an easy time of things here in Illustra, but to be honest Nicolas, up to this point....I haven't been thrilled with you.

Alot has happened nicolas and although things look good on the OUTSIDE, the city and around...they arent all that great on the INSIDE now. The anti mutant sentiment is growing and without vocal opponents like Sharon Kelly to stand up and push back...things are getting worse. You've got a tremndous opportunity here to be MORE effective than you could ever be alone. But you've got to show some sensitivity.

:: she turns a picture of her self and Sharon forward to face Nicolas. her tone is much softer now, as she speaks::

This is Sharon Kelly. She was meant to be your prime contact up your arival here. Your Father respected her, cared for her...he had been there for her when her husband and her son , who was a mutant were MURDERED.

:: Alycia bows her head.As her voice wavers a bit::

She was a good woman, so full of life and drive. I was with her...the night she died....

:: Alycia closes her eyes and remembers::

**
Oracle said:
*see this portion of "Enter Master Mold": http://www.screen-gems.net/showthread.php?p=15954#post15954
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i held her in my arms as she said goodbye and closed her eyes...for the last time....

:: she stops, as she covers her face..and breathes deeply. her thoughts reply those last moments with Sharon and her heart aches....::

:: as she regains her composure and looks up again...her eyes look a bit misty and she speaks with a low tone...filled with bitterness


Mystech was always a "problem" but Sharon knew that and had often spoke out about members of congress and federal agencies being in league with Mystech behind closed doors. It made her a target in the media...but EVERYONE agrees that MysTech went TOO FAR when they allowed the Master Mold to murder a united states senator. I went on national television that night to expose MysTech for the evil that they were...providing live footage of the battle with Master Mold, his attack on Sharon and evidence linking Mastser Mold to Mystech. since then...the public outcry against mysTech has caused major shake ups across the board.

I think...you need to realize that you're in a new time and place and that your standing with these women is not what it may have been else where. you have to EASE UP on this cavalier attitude of yours and realize that you need them as much as they need you.

I don't want to see you have a hard time.
 
Illustra- 25th floor, executive conference room

:: Guardian fixed her eyes on Blaze as the mutant hurridly took her seat at the long conference table. her little joke drew laughter from those in attendance but Alison showed now sign of amusement.::

Blaze Fielding...SO NICE of you to JOIN US TODAY!

:: Alison made it a point of bellowing to exacerbate the headache that Blaze had as Alison slammed some paper work down in front of her. before taking her own seat at the head of the table. the stenographer watched Alison and quickly moved over a bit. ::

If you wouldn't mind taking alot at our current situation. Illustra is being courted by some of the most prominent adevertising agencies and media markets now that we have terminated our contract with Tempo Inc.

:: Blaze would recognize that name, it was Alexis' company.::

:: as Blaze picked up on what was going on and added to Alison's proposal...Alison unfolded her arms as she sharply looked over at Blaze.::

A picture..of NICOLAS!? has she gone MAD!?

:: Alison's thoughts raced wildly even as those in the room began to buzz with intrigue over Blaze's suggestion.::

Rest assured, :: she began after loudly clearing her throat:: that there was no intentional "white washing" of your models. that kind of attitude is not only short sighted and dated but it would foolish remove us from a WIDE demographic that drives the fashion industry in several of america's largest cities. Showcasing black models and introducing a KEY SIGNATURE MALE MODEL to compliment Morgan Victoria is the perfect way to command attention and bring fresh blood into the company. the "super model" as a celebrity has began to fade. There are only a handfull left that command that kind of attention and Morgan is one of them, we need to remind the world of models and the glamor of the runway by introducing someone they wouldn't readily suspect.

:: turning her head, her blue/black hair whipped as she turned...glaring at the screen at the image of Nicolas...before turning around and GLARING AT BLAZE. Alison thought QUICKLY of what to say lest the senior staff at the meeting thing something was wrong. ::

Our very on Blaze Fielding...has...been very proactive in this part of the meeting. She has provided a candidate who is not only close at hand but very asthetically appealing.

:: without warning, Alison thrusts her hands forward ala' Piper Halliwell. and with an odd sound, EVERYONE and everything in the room is frozen in temporal stasis. Alison stands there, looking flustered before she finally turns her out stretched hand at Blaze and releases HER ONLY from the temporal stasis. Alison comes forward and leans on the table as she looks Blaze.::

BLAZE! have you gone mad? how DARE you recommend HIM as a candidate for our key signature male model??

:: Blaze would notice that everything and everyone around her was "frozen" as Alison demanded an explanation::
 
Illustra- 107th floor

<< Morgan began to stir, eyes fluttering a bit as she felt the comfort and support of her king sized tempurpedic bed. Morgan stretched and opened her icy violet eyes..blinking a few times before she slowly sat up and looked around. everything felt...familiar, comfortable. She wasnt QUITE sure where she was just yet but it felt right. as she immediately felt the morning breeze and the sound of wind chimes playing on her balcony outside her chamber of dreams.>>


hmmmmm.

<< Morgan slipped out of bed...and walked around, looking at herself, nude, in her three way , liquid crystal mirror. she saw pictures of herself, blaze, alison and her mother on a photo nearby on the dresser and beyond that the massive walk in closet that stood between the chamber of dreams and the large circular master bath.>>

Mom....and.......


<< try as she could..but the names ALISON and BLAZE didnt come to her mind. she thought they seemed familiar but she didnt know why.>>

Mom??

<< she called out as she curiously made her way down the hall...wrapping a silver silk robe around her tall, statuesque frame.>>


<< she made her way to the corner and rounded it heading toward a small stair case to the main floor of the penthouse she faced the formal dining room and behind her, past a wall was the kitchen where the smell of breakfast was coming. she heard her mother as well..>>


Karen: Morgan? << Karen emerged from the kitchen, with her hair pulled back in a pony tail and wearing a simple white shirt with a khaki skirt and some sandals. >>

Karen good morning honey. << hugging Morgan>> I've made us some breakfast! why dont you sit down in the formal dining room and i'll be out in just a minute!

<< Morgan nodded, and took a seat at the large table in the formal dining room. she looked around and saw a wonderfull set up. the floor to ceiling panoramic window that stretched across the entire length of the wall she was facing allowing a BEAUTIFULL and dizzying view of the city and outward. she saw a living space that was decorated with cutting edge contemporary furniture and accents, and topped off by some exquisit foliage to add a bit of warmth to the place. She looked around and took everything in.>>

is this where I live?....this is BEAUTIFULL!

<< she heard a soft tinkle of bell, and looked down, Tinkerbell was close at hand and rubbing on Morgan's smooth, flawless leg>>

Tinkerbell?

<< Morgan's voice was light and airy...a hint of the icy tone that she was known for. she reached down and gently scooped up Tinkerbell who cooed with content as Morgan held her close to her bosom and rubbed her>>

hello, pretty kitty.

<< Morgan seemed detatched in some ways. and more child like as she was discovering her new surroundings. still unaware of Illustra and what it meant to her, and not yet reunited with Alison, Delilah, Blaze and Haleigh. This was all new to her...with only a hint of familiarity.>>

<< Tinkerbell purred in Morgan's arms as she craddled and snuggled with her familar, waiting for her mother.>>
 
Conference Room

Already the conference room was animated with thriving ideas. Leaning on her right hand while propped up on the large marble table, Blaze nearly cringed at Alison's tone. Shutting her eyes for a second, she noted the slamming of files down upon the table. Yup, she's torturing me. She thought to herself with a sigh. Resting her glasses on top of her forehead, above her widow's peak.

She could FEEL Alison's dislike for her suggestion. The burning glare of Alison was shinned upon the mutant like a spotlight. Her own sage eyes moving to lock upon Alison with a perked brow. The mention of Tempo Inc. brought back old memories for Blaze, she had recalled that to be Alexis' company. Doodling with her fine ink pen while taking a few more notes. Blaze's proposal was brilliant especially combined with Alison's, the two were a fabulous team.

But, somehow Blaze knew Alison would scold her for being late to this meeting and displaying the provocative picture of Nicolas. It had been taken yesterday at XS via one of her stage crew, who happened to be a major in photography. Leaning back a bit upon the swivel chair, Blaze watched Alison sharply. She was purposely trying to provoke her hangover even more, which in a morbid way humored her.

Moving forward to grab the metallic water pitcher which was stationed in the center of the table. Just as she did everything was frozen as was she. Her right arm stretched out with her fingertips wrapped around the handle of the pitcher. It was a classic episode of Charmed, with Phoebe being frozen or even Piper. A warping sound was heard as Blaze became animated. Her hand retracting the pitcher only to notice everyone was frozen.

Alison's voice shouting throughout the conference room. She could see Alison wasn't going to cut her some slack. The trickling crisp water poured into the cup as Blaze didn't say a word. She took her time to hydrate her body before answering. The mutant was repaying the witch for yelling throughout the conference.

Finishing her paper cup, she leaned backwards again. Her eyes locking upon Alison who was clearly flustered. Pulling down her glasses she examined a few notes. "My objective here is irrelevant as is your dislike for Nicolas. I saw a perfect opportunity and I went for it, just because your on edge with him, does not mean this whole corporation has to." Leaning forward again she tapped her pen on the notepad, "After all you did say I was capable of following my heart and making my own decisions. And that you would be watching. Well, I made a decision Alison, one that you'll have to overcome if you want this company to be more successful." Crushing the paper cup in her hand she tossed it into the trashbin near her.

"Nicolas is a prime candidate plus it will enable him a job if he is going to stay here. His telepathy as a mutant will also allow him to read the mind of the camera crew. Which will help him immensely when posing. I think my candidate is brilliant and I think everyone present agrees. So, I think your outnumbered here unless you have a more suitable candidate. He has everything going for him, but you hold his potential back over a personal quarrel. I will make a deal with you." She scribbled down upon a piece of paper before sliding it across the table to Alison. "Here are other gentlemen I think you'll find more to your liking. You can call the number and schedule an appointment. BUT, before you do I think it would be wise to give Nicolas a trial period. See if he can survive the Modeling world, what the public opinion of him is, and your own. If you find its not working out then pull the plug and use the models I suggested. If you decide you have different feelings than allow him to stay."

She awaited Alison's reaction from this, unsure what it could be. The mutant was willing to compromise here. Would Alison go for it?
 
Nicolas listened to Alycia's soliloquy. He was touched by her emotion as she retold the moment of Sharon's death, but he could feel her icy veneer covering those emotions back up quickly. He leaned forward a bit as he replied.

"This is not simply about me getting you to trust me. It is about us trusting ONE another. That takes effort, and you appear disinclined to give that effort. It seems to be a popular opinion that I am to try to make this team, and that you guys get to sit back and treat me any way you like as I do it. That will not be the case. I am willing AND able to be as accomodating and friendly as others can be to me. Blaze has been open and welcoming, and we have had a fabulous time. You have been dismissive and demeaning and we are here having a very unpleasant formal chat. You make a point of trying to beat in my head the accomplishments of this group. I need no convincing. You are all formidable in your own right and I appreciate what you all have done and what we can do together. But make no mistake. Mystech wanted me as a weapon for a REASON. I can make a contribution to this team. If any of you have difficulty adjusting to my prescence, I can understand that. But to be dismissive, rude, threatening and uncivil to me or to try to label me when you know only what I ALLOWED your sources to find is unacceptable. If for no other reason, I am motivated to make this work out of respect for my father, Senator Kelly and Ororo. I had hoped that you at least wouold show the same respect and meet me halfway. That choice, in the end, is yours. As for showing you that I can be trusted, here is exhibit A. This is what I went through after only knowing Ororo for a few minutes, for a woman I did not know."

An illusory image appears before Alycia, showing Nicolas battle the Ant Lions and face Malice herself in an effort to save Dr. Victoria.

"If you think I would have faced THAT and somehow fooled Ororo AT THE SAME TIME simply to TRICK you, then I don't know what to say. All I know is that I will do my best to be a good team player, and I will try hard to get along. I am asking you, not for my sake but for the sake of those who worked for this so hard, to judge me on my actions, not your fears."
 
Illustra- 99th floor

:: Alycia "steepled" her index finders in front of her face as she stared at Nicolas. He retorted and argued his case....making it a point to say "what he ALLOWED her sources to find out about him." did he not realize that Alycia was an officer of the state government and that prior to that she was one of the most RUTHLESS and feard corporate lawyers on the east coast? AND that she had connections reaching FAR THROUGH washington? even Haleigh respected Alycia for her ability to gather information on anyone or anything, it was HER lead that gave the Six the edge they needed to destroy one of the largest strongholds of Mystech. and even if she didnt try to gather information, did he think he was IMMUNE to the precognition of Alison? she was a SEER.....there was nothing she couldnt find out.::


the pompousness of him. does he REALLY think he is that insulated? Malice had his father killed. She could have killed him in the Citadle. Had it not been for Ororo he'd have no CLUE of what his true destiny was. and yet here he sits..acting like he's doing us a FAVOR!.

::Alycia's own agitation grew more and more with each passing moment. She picked up a paper weight and SLAMMED it down on her desk as she leaned forward. the look on her face said it all. She'd heard enough.::

Nicolas, I've heard enough. I don't think you understand the delicacy of the situation here. This isnt about YOU or what you think you've allowed. This This is ME telling YOU to get a clue and learn how to ACT with these women. They aren't going to warm up to you because you think they should and they arent going to treat you any kind of way because you think your reputation preceeds you. They are on your level if not beyond in terms of financial resources and powers and other things. This is New York City...we EAT men like you for breakfast.

As for me, the ONLY reason you're in my office NOW is because of Sharon and Ororo. I don't like you right now. I don't like your attitude and i don't like the way you think "you allow this" or "allow that."

I think everyone knows you have something to offer, and without you Dr. Karen Victoria would have been lost, but do you really think Ororo needed you? You've seen what she can do, you've seen her realm. If she's that powerfull WHY would she need you? It's obvious even to a human like ME that she was TESTING YOU. But working solo is FAR different than working with a team...a team of people who have had a HELL of a time since they've come together a year ago. You came at a difficult time, and with everything going on, I don't know why you think our priority should be YOU.


Accept the fact that you're in a new place and its time to adjust your attitude. the sooner you do it, the sooner they will think about giving you the time of day.


::standing up::

Now, if you don't mind. I've had enough of you for one day and I will "allow" you to leave before i call Alison and Haleigh down here to ESCORT YOU OUT.

:: Alycia turns her back on Nicolas , facing the floor to ceiling window and folding her arms.::
 
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