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Working quickly, Nicolas did as he was asked. He teleported Blaze away from Morgan and met her above the clouds.

"Alison is concerned that our earlier meeting will make it likely that you will be attacked by Morgan, and needlessly, as it is her opinion that Morgan is too high up to be easily seen in the night sky. I was asked to retrieve you before Morgan feels threatened by you and responds hastily. Let us return to Illustra. Alison is monitoring events as we speak."
 
the night time sky

<< As Morgan moved through the night sky, high above and beyond the reach of any normal human, she enjoyed the rush. it was like being on a wild high speed roller coaster with no restraint. But even as she reveled in this new sensation, of being able to move like few others could....her private joy was soon interrupted by someone.....the one called Blaze Fielding>>


<< This other woman who was Morgan's sister...the one with the bad vibes was now FOLLOWING HER. Morgan didnt like this at all>>

YOU?

<< she narrowed her eyes with hostility as she circled around, and began to charge toward Blaze>>

WHY are you following me? HOW DARE YOU come here! i wanted to be ALONE! I wanted to enjoy myself!

<< thunder rumbled, a sign that Morgan was getting upset, JUST as Alison had predicted>>
 
Gliding through the air like an Eagle soaring through the brisk skyline. Blaze couldn't help but also enjoy herself up here. She couldn't recall the last time she went gliding with Morgan except during the Sentinel altercation.

A suctioning wind was heard with the mutant disappeared from sight, due to Nicolas' teleportation. She was about to inquiry why he had teleported her away. But Nicolas beat her to the punch. Nodding at the news she was prepared to return to the safety of Illustra when Morgan's icy voice addressed her.

She saw her sister's violet eyes narrow and begin to glare at her. Placing her hands up in a sort of surrender motion. "Morgan, its Blaze...your sister." She tried to console any hostile feelings she was feeling.

Blaze's green eyes following her sister's movements. She's circling me like that of a lioness, she thinks I'm hear to harm her? She thought to herself.

The wind shifted as Morgan dashed for Blaze whose eyes nearly bugged out. Morgan was coming right towards her. Zipping off to the side to side - swipe Morgan to avoid a collision. Blaze continued to hold up her hands.

"I saw you flying and I was worried about you. I couldn't risk any humans spotting you. I followed you out here, I'm sorry. I meant no harm or intrusion."

A clap of thunder foreshadowed Morgan's emotions. Gliding backwards to supply space between herself and Morgan. "I only came to check on you, but I'm returning to Illustra." Blaze kept a careful eye on Morgan, wary of her emotions, and how easily provoked she could be.
 
back to Illustra-107th floor

<< As Morgan lunged for Blaze, the mutant was taken away by Nicolas. Morgan missed her intended target and looked around furiously to see if she was nearby.>>

hmph.

<< hovering in the night sky, the winds whishtled as they blew all around the sorceress>>

how did she find me? are they ALL watching me like this? its none of their business what i do!

<< she shook her head as she remained agitated. all she wanted to do was experience something that she could control, to revel in the freedom of flying>>


I'll go back when i'm good and ready!

<< she huffed with annoyance, taking off once more, and flying around. As she soon returned to a calmer state, she began to play a bit, doing wide loops, turns and other fancy patterns in the air. She soon forgot about Blaze and returned to enjoying herself.>>

<< a little time passed and she began to think about her mother>>

my mother...she'll be looking for me in a while. perhaps its time i head back now.

<< looking around, she realized she was over water, she had flown very far out. it was later now than when she had set out.>>

have to get back...

<< she began to grow a little anxious, wondering how fast she could make it back. but then she remebered, she could move faster than the speed of light. with a "light circle"...or a "STEPPING DISC" as Ororo called them. they were her's to command. now she just had to summon one.>>

<< still a bit giddy from the fun of flying through the air, Morgan concentrated...and thought of her chamber of dreams. she thought more and intently and in the twinkling of her eye, a crash of thunder heralds the opening of a stepping disc. she teleports from where she is BACK to her chamber of dreams, the disc opens above her bed and she falls through, landing on the bed and startling Tinkerbell. the disc closes as she looks up and exclaims with excitement>>

Oh wow!! I DID IT!

They were right!!!!

<< she sat up, smiling with joy and there stood HER MOTHER in the door way...>>

ulp..


<< Morgan looked at her mother, who had a very disapproving look on her face. >>
 
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Cute post, I like how playful Morgan is. I especially like Morgan sneaking back to Illustra with Karen waiting lol.
Nicolas' Balcony

Nicolas teleported them back again to his balcony. He sighed heavily before turning to Blaze.

"Ooookaaaay. Look, let's get cleaned up and get out of here. It's obvious that they have things under control. If it turns out that they do not, then we can help. Besides, you wouldn't want to keep your new friend waiting, would you?? And I have an idea for you as well. If you're still game, I'll see you in an hour."

Nicolas began to walk towards his bathroom area, stripping off his clothes as he went.
 
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Nicolas' suite

A long sigh of relief had been released from Blaze. She and Nicolas had returned to his suite unharmed by Morgan. But, Blaze was troubled by her sister's hostility towards her. It was difficult for the mutant to see her older sibling this way.

"Morgan practically welcomed Alison with open arms earlier. But she seems me and I'm considered a threat! What's wrong with that picture." She huffed, Blaze could only hope this was a temporary setback. "What if she hates me? Morgan's never tried to intentionally hurt me."

She looked up at Nicolas. "Thank you for assistance. I can only imagine how irritated Alison sounded." She smirked, recalling how flabbergasted the Seer could get.

"I was thinking of throwing a benefit party for Morgan, but it would also honor Sharon. A while ago I mentioned it to Alycia and she favored the idea. That was when Morgan had passed away or we thought she was dead. I was hoping to unravel it next month, but maybe its too soon."

After discussing a few more topics, Blaze slipped out of Nicolas' suite to return to her own to prepare for tonight at XS. She grinned, so he knew about Vivica huh? Blaze wasn't meeting her at the club, although she could phone her to invite her. She'd think more about it later.
 
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Illustra-Morgan's chamber of dreams

<< standing in the door way to Morgan's chamber of dreams in her black flying suit w/cape, the doctor had her arms folded as she looked upon her daughter, watching her falling down through the stepping disc>>

<< the doctor was HAPPY that her daughter had made such a big step toward recovery, but not at all thrilled with the way Morgan left without at least TELLING her for her safety.>>

well! looks like we had ourselves quite an adventure didnt we?

<< she raised her eyebrow at her daughter who was still flushed with success from teleporting. She watched as Morgan was about to give some put together explanation and she raised her hand to indicate that Morgan need not bother. >>

Alison called me, I already know what happened.

Morgan, you're a grown woman. In you're own house, and i certain can't nor do i WANT to tell you what to do, but inspite of all that, you're still in RECOVERY right now. If you are able to start accessing your powers, that's WONDERFULL, but you've got to be carefull and cautious. I need you to tell me if and when you plan on leaving just in case anything happens. Now that you're back, it's only a matter of time before your ENEMIES realize that too. Neither I nor the The Six can help or protect you if we don't know what's going on.


The more you begin to recover and slip back "INTO" your life as it were, the less you'll need me here and the less it will be an issue of someone else protecting you as you are MORE than capable of protecting yourself once your powers are fully accessed. You're well on your way though, Morgan and tonight prooves it. Just be carefull and show a little consideration for your mother next time okay?

<< she smiled as Morgan nodded sheepishly. turning around, the doctor left, leaving her daughter to ponder the events of the evening and what lay ahead for her.>>
 
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Nicolas' Apartment

Nicolas saw the young mutant off and finished undressing. He stepped into the tub he was running and took a few minutes to relax a bit. He was sure that Alison would have something to say about his interruption. He reminded himself to just listen and then do what he thought was right.

He put on a pair of khaki slacks with a black and khaki print silk shirt to match. He allowed the first couple of buttons to remain unbuttoned, so as to display a bit of his flawless musculature. Once he finshed grooming, he looked at the clock. It was almost an hour since Blaze had left and he "called" out to her playfully.

Hey you, are you ready yet or must I storm your floor??? I'm sure whatever you have on looks fantastic, just make sure you are ready to keep up. I am ready to seriously let off some steam.
 
Illustra-106th floor

:: Alison stands in her mini apothecary, after addressing Nicolas, and watching his astral form depart, she looked back at Persephone.::

:: not one to dispense compliments often, Alison felt that she should...if only this once.::

a keen observation on your part about Morgan. I trust Ororo and Karen, I think they know what's best for Morgan and the whole idea of bringing her back here was to allow her to ease BACK into her life. Tonight actually represents major progress for her.

:: she pauses, before returning to her original topic::

about Stavros and Ava. Killing Stavros will actually do more harm than good in the over all scheme of things in the most likely time thread as i have seen. It will be better if you take on this identity and then you will find an ally in achieving your goal which will also help US deal another crippling blow to MysTech.

::Alison did not reveal that Alycia would be instrumental in more than just helping her to get her new "identity" but that they would be working together to bring down Stavros in a most hard way.::

You'll want to contact Alycia tomorrow morning so that you can get started with the process. and now if you'll pardon me. I have another matter that I must attend to now.

::she said in a cool tone. not rude, just direct and to the point as she walked Persephone to the double doors.::

Contact me if you need any other questions answered. Goodnight.

:: Alison bid her farewell as she closed the doors quietly and turned around, heading back into her luxury apartment. she was seconds away from appearing in front of Nicolas via her "floating cobalt blue eyes" signature and scolding him. BUT she thought about it and she remembered what Karen said. She didnt have to be TOO hard on him if it wasnt warranted. and he was only thinking of Morgan's well being when he contacted her.::

:: she closed her eyes, and simultaneously, a pair of floating cobalt blue eyes opens before Nicolas. her cold voice heard in the air around him as it reverberated::

Nicolas, i appreciate your being so alert and astute, but next time, if you could just CALL or contact me through the intercom, that would be preferred.
 
Nicolas' floor

Enjoying herself a bubble bath and softly lit scented candles. Blaze found her spirit and her chi tranquil. Laying back in the tub, a glass of whine next to her. Enya's soothing Celtic voice rang in the background only assisting in her mood change. Her head was styled in a side bun for the moment, with some loose trestles layered around her nude shoulders.

She thought about Morgan's violet eyes and the glare they casting earlier. Obviously even talking to Morgan was a worthless cause, but she didn't attack. Her eyes moving to her wall clock to see she had half an hour to get dressed and ready. Sighing, Blaze grabbed her Motorola phone dialing Vivica's cell.

Shutting her phone completely, Blaze unplugged the bath as currents of water were suctioned out. Climbing out she reached for a plush white towel to wrap around her athletic body. Bubbles falling down her wet body in slow motion. Toweling off and lotioning, Blaze took her whine glass before returning to her room.

Changing into a pair of black hip huggers with a baby blue turtleneck. Grabbing a pair of large hoop silver earrings and her timberlands. She was feeling more laid back tonight. Styling her hair to a soft curl, she wore it down. Applying a bit of make - up and some lip gloss, she was ready.

Grabbing for her purse and her key she walked out of her apartment. Walking to the elevator Nicolas' voice broke through her thoughts. She smirked at how anxious he was to get out.

I'm coming, I'm in the elevator now. I'll be at your floor in seconds."

Arriving at Nicolas' door, Blaze knocked politely.
 
"Sorry about that Alison, I will have to commit the numbers to memory. I will do it immediately. Thank you for your patience."

Nicolas watched as the eyes faded from view. He really did appreciate her being considerate, it would have easy for her to attack in that situation.

Blaze responded to him as he decided to put on his black Doc Martens. Within a minute he heard Blaze knock at the door. He opened the door and took a look at her as she stood there in her dressed down getup.

"Well aren't you simply beautiful tonight, I if may say so. Just how I like my women, tough AND sexy. Tonight you get to be the bodyguard, OK?!"

Nicolas laughed as he joked with the mutant. She had a lightness about her that made him at ease. He only hoped that he could become as close to the others one day, but he put those thoughts away quickly. Tonight was a night to have some fun, and he was looking to milk every ounce of enjoyment from it.
 
Xs

The door opened to reveal Nicolas grinning over to her. Blaze’s eyes falling down his attire with approval. "Don’t we look dashing, I’ll have to bring a pistil to ward off the ladies. But I suppose I can play the bodyguard tonight, I can tell your dying to let loose. And thank you for the compliment" She laughed, reaching out for his smooth hands.

"Let’s get to it, I booked us a driver for the evening, that way neither one of us has to drive if we happen to be intoxicated." She winked slyly at her friend, leading him to the express elevator. Sitting outside was a white stretch hummer that easily seated forty people.

The driver standing outside politely, opening the door for Blaze who approached with Nicolas. "Thank you, Robert." She flashed him the ‘melt your heart’ smile she was known for. Climbing inside the lights inside the limo were a sparkling violet, adding to the ambiance. Cherish’s ‘To it, do it’ played throughout the hummer. Stretching out across the leather seating, Blaze reached for the bottle of chilled vodka. "Screwdriver?" She asked, pouring the clear liquid into a glass while adding orange juice.

"Everyone can be so uptight sometimes." She was regarding the team, ever since they returned everyone was on edge. To Blaze it was a time to celebrate the return of Morgan and the likelihood of the team.

The ride to XS was smooth with Richard making random jokes throughout the ride. Blaze and Nicolas discussed his apartment, the team, and tonight’s festivities. "We’re here." Announced Robert who got out of the driver’s side.

Blaze grinned over to Nicolas, "I’m probably going to have to hose your ass down tonight." She giggled as the door to the car was opened.

Cool, brisk air greeted the two as patrons looked on, still waiting to get inside. It wasn’t unnatural for limo’s or other luxury cars to arrive, most celebrities traveled in them. A couple of photographers flashing at the two mutants.

Two large bodyguards flanked Blaze and Nicolas from behind. "Its good to be the owner of this club." The attendant looked up from his booth, unhooking the silver rope, "Welcome, Ms. Fielding and her guest." Blaze grinned again, walking past Leonardo.

The club was immediately packed with frenzied dancing bodies. Glitter falling from the raptors mixing with bubbles. Pulse - pounding dance music blasted throughout the various speakers mounted in the corners of the club. Disco lights spun wildly as black lights flashed open the patrons giving off an illuminance look.

The bar was slammed as ten bartenders skillfully spun bottles and alcohol classes around. All of them highly attractive, a combination of races and sexes. More so eye candy but the flirtatious kind. Blaze wanted it this way so the general public got a taste of what kind of business woman she was. Lava lamps were centered around the ebony round tables that were scattered throughout the club. Marble floors accentuated the place even more with a color scheme of crimson and black, violet and black, and silver and black. This club offered three floors, one floor offered a general introduction with the bar and dance floor. The music here was usually dance music compared to the second floor which was more hip - hop and rap. The third floor offered the VIP lounge where the inground pool lay and pool table. The building was massive.

Several dancers were situated in round pedestals that were also hired for eye candy. The men were of various races wearing just a pair of skimpy shorts and the women wore a clinging bikini top and bottom.

Each an assortment and all divided throughout the various floors. One of the men adoring his body with a large yellow python that slithered across his smooth chest.

The wrap around black bar was centered directly in the middle of the club with a sort of waterfall affect which separated the stairwell from the bar. Its water iridescent as spotlights flew around the club mimicking Hollywood. Large picture frames hung of Madonna, Cher, Usher, P. Diddy, Venis & Serena Williams, Halle Berry, Hugh Jackmon, Vivica A. Fox, Michael Jordan, Barry Bird, pretty much an array of celebrities from music to movies to writers.

The ceilings contained silvery mirrors that if you looked closely you could see the floor above. Judging by the feel of things, it was no wonder the club was so popular. Paparazzi were banned inside the club, and in order to receive access they would pay to get in.

"This is my baby." Blaze whispered into Nicolas’ ear. She saw several women already checking out her friend. "Maybe I should call you hot stuff." She laughed, walking over to the bar.
 
"Are they looking at me or you? If I'm Hot Stuff them you must be Short and Sexy."

Nicolas laughed as he accompanied Blaze to the bar, acknowledging the glances that he received. All the attention had reminded him that it had been TOO long since he had enjoyed a woman's...company. As he sat down, he oredered another pair of screwdrivers, giving her one of them as he turned to her, using his power to "speak" directly to her.

I want to say this to you now while you're still sober, unfortunately I haven't been able to drink enough to get inebraited. I LOVE this club. I think that it is well-owned by you and I can see that your staff is ambitious, organized, and well-trained. My proposal is that with my assistance, you open another in either Los Angeles or Miami in the near future, and the city you do not select next would be after that. Your club is obviously popular and I can envision possibly a total of six once you're done, maybe in Chicago, London and Paris as well as the ones here and the two sites I have mentioned. I have done a bit of research and these are five cities that I believe are ready for what you have to offer. Just think it over, and let me know if you're interested. But for right now, i'm going to dance with this pretty caramel beauty with the legs that seem to go forever. She is practically screaming her thoughts to me, and they are right up my alley.

Laughing, Nicolas excuses himself from Blaze, goes up to the young lady and reaches out his hand, leading her to the dance floor. In moments they are moving in time to the music, bodies already beginning to sweat a bit with the heat.
 
Xs

Slipping her petite body upon the black bar stool, Blaze grinned at his comment. Leaning closer to his ear, her green eyes falling on the entourage of women. "Well, you know me I'm a raging fireball. I could go by sexy shorty." She pulled away, taking the screwdriver he offered. Gently clanking her glass to his for a toast.

"Why thank you, I'm very anal - retentive when it comes to this place. I like things fast, organized, and smooth." She listened to his proposal, enjoying the burn of the vodka gliding down her throat. Crossing one leg over the other, her eyes staring into his own. "I think that's a fabulous idea. Your offer is accepted, I could definitely see this place expanding. I like LA first followed by Miami, I was even thinking about Detroit too."

Blaze grinned at the Carmel beauty Nicolas spoke of. Her own eyes falling down the other woman with approval. "She's hot." She admitted with a pat on his back, "Go get her, tiger." Sipping her screwdriver she propped her elbows up.

Chatting with her staff, observing their methods. Her staff was flawless, and all of them on top of their game. Turning to see Nicolas spicing up the dance floor, Blaze studied his moves. He wasn't bad, in fact the guy had skill.

'Candy shop' by 50 cent spun wickedly throughout the club. Women bumping and grinding with other men, and even women. Blaze nodded her head to the beat. This was the type of environment Haleigh, Delilah, Morgan, and Alison needed. Each of them needed to let loose. Something Blaze hadn't seen in a while. And something told her Persephone was a big old freak. The thought causing the fiery woman to grin more widely. She'd invite them out here but Blaze knew they'd decline. So, instead herself and Nicolas would enjoy the remaining night life.
 
Club XS

:: Nodding to Guardian, Persephone took the subtle hint that the woman needed to complete some other buisness. As she escorted the goddess out, Persephone's thoughts turned to her new persona; Ava Cassadine. It was slightly unnerving knowing that for centeries she had been souly known as Persephone. And that now she would be using 'Persephone' as her alias and Ava Cassadine as her identity. It didn't sit well with the goddess even though she seemed as cool as a cucumber. ::

:: Making her way into the elevator once again, she hit the 104th floor and waited as the compartment decended to her level. Stepping off the elevator, Persephone entered her newly decorated penthouse and moved with a purpose, through her livingroom and into her bedroom. The penthouse was decorated with a dark and more '16th centery' feel to it; but still very elegant and up to date with the 'times'. With dark cherrywoods and a colour scheme of blacks, reds, and golds, everything within the apartment was completely different to that of the last tenent. ::

:: Moving through the long stretch of hallway, Persephone entered her bedroom and moved into her closet. She wanted to leave Illustra, to feel the freedom of being in New York City once again. It had been years (well, not counting the last 25) that she had stepped foot in the big apple. After a few minutes, finally Persephone emerged from the large walk in closet wearing a black Ralph Lauren dress that fit to her body as if it were made specifically for her. Moving to the brand new dark cherrywood dresser with large mirror, Persephone unclipped her hair allowing the long chocolate curles to fall along her shoulders and mid back. Spritzing some Chanel No. 5 along her neck and wrists, the brunette grabbed the small black clutch that sat on the dresser and headed out of her bedroom and penthouse. ::

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:: During her research about each member involved in the six, Persephone found that Blaze Fielding owned one of the hottest clubs in New York City. Deciding to check it out, Persephone instructed one of the many drivers on staff at Illustra to take her there. It was only a short time later that she arrived in front of XS. The entire club was packed and people were waiting outside to enter. Obviously if she had status in this timeline she would of entered without trouble; but to the staff she was nothing more than another woman trying to get in. Running the pad of her ring finger along her glossy nude lips, she pressed them together and stepped out of the car once the driver opened the door. Sashaying forward, Persephone moved to the front of the line and smirked to the bouncer. ::

"Ma'am the club is full, you're going to have to wait."

:: Raising a single brow, Persephone lifted her hand up to her mouth and held it out and began to blow softly. The man suddenly had a goofy grin on his face as she poisoned him with the scent of the Orelander flower, allowing her to control him. Stepping aside for Persephone to enter, the man gestured to the door. ::

"I'm sure one more person won't hurt..."

:: Smiling to the large man, Persephone gently patted his toned chest. ::

"You're too kind."

:: Slinking past the bouncer, Persephone made her way into the club; music blaring and pumping throughout the large space. Making her way through the crowds of people that filled the club, the goddess stuck out like a sore thumb; men stopping in mid dance simply to stare at her. Their girlfriends and/or lady friends not too pleased with their sudden lack of attention. Hunter green eyes spotting the bar, the brunette pushed past more people until finally reaching a vacent stool. Looking to the male bartender, she slid into the comfortable stool and crossed her long bare legs before leaning forward. ::

"Bloody Mary."

:: The tender nodded and proceeded to make her drinking quickly. ::
 
Nicolas nodded to Blaze as he danced with the new lady. She had already told him that her name was Janet and she was a student and a model and she was hoping he could show her around because she was new here.

"No problem, sweetheart. I hope after breakfast maybe I'll take you sightseeing."

He grinned at her shocked gasp at his forwardness, but they both knew how this was going. She was beautiful, open, and away from Mom and Dad for the first time. He would have to be gentle, but not TOO gentle. Suddenly, he noticed a shift in her emotions and demeanor as Persephone came into the room. He looked and it was no wonder, Seph was a knock out in a classic dress that made her stand out even in this place. He paused to watch her move and be seated at the bar, aware that his prospects were fading a bit as Janet became more agitated.

"Hey, lady, lets take a moment. Have a seat over at THAT table and I will bring you a drink, OK? Don't pout, she's just a friend of mine."

Nicolas walked over to where Persephone sat. he sat beside her, with one seat between him so as not to crowd her, and spoke.

"It's good to see you out and about. You look abslolutely incredible. I am not here to crowd you, I know you like your space. But if you feel like hanging, I'm around. I actually am curious as to whether you can dance as well as you look."

Nicolas gave Persephone a smile as he turned to the bartender.

"Two more screwdrivers, and whatever the lady here wants, that's my tab, got it? Good."

Nicolas looked back at Persephone as he waited for his drinks.
 
Haleigh Davidoff: 105th floor penthouse

Haleigh sat once more in her throne like leather chair, at the desk in her home office. A single large black flat panel sat on the right corner of her desk, and it displayed several different camera views... all of the security cameras on the upper floors of Illustra. There was a window for each of the floors, and each window flickered every few seconds, scanning the different cameras on that floor. Haleigh's attention at the moment was turned to an array of papers on her desk. She looked over plans, deals, and proposals for both CI and Liquid Crystal... she signed off on a couple and jotted notes and alterations on the others. Her phone rang, and after finishing her thought, she hit the speakerphone button.

"Davidoff."
>>Hey love.

It was the very familiar and comforting voice of Zach. Haleigh looked up from her papers and set her pen down, a smile spreading on her face.

"Hey."
>>I'm at Blue Grass Airport... wheels up in fifteen. Just thought I'd let you know I'm on my way back. Thanks... for letting me meet her.

Haleigh sat back in her chair, taking a sip of red wine with a bittersweet look on her face.

"How is she?" she asks softly.
>>She's a strong woman. She brought you up... said she misses you. Wishes she could see you.
"Yes... its strange... the Navy even gave her a BODY to bury... but a mother KNOWS these things. She also knows, thankfully... why things must be this way.... though how, I've no idea."
>>Well, may be that will change someday. Oh, by the way... she says Prince Charming is of sound health... and that he's a wonderful buy.... that you would have loved him.
"Well... she knows best."

Haleigh said with a chuckle. They bid their farewells and Haleigh turned her eyes to her computer screen, checking on her teammates. Nicolas and Blaze were out on his balcony, lighting a monument to Sharon and Nicolas' father... Haleigh watched for a few seconds... it was a touching gesture... and Haleigh knew that whatever else motivated Nicolas, avenging his father and Sharon was a driving force within him. Perhaps they were on the same side afterall. Morgan left for the fresh night air, in a manner that provoked a smile from Haleigh, but no concern.

"Spreading your wings, Morg?"

She commented to no one in particular. But that didn't hold her focus for very long... Perse was meeting with Alison on the floor above... and Haleigh touched the screen on the block of Alison's floor. The window expanded full screen, locked on the camera of the room they were in and began playing the sound feed from that camera. Haleigh's heart stopped. The phone rang again but Hale's attention was captured fully by Alison and Persephone's discussion of Stavros Cassadine and his princess Ava... she ignored the ringing completely. She watched them carefully, wondering how far into the Cassadine's history Alison reached.... and wondering what the best move from here would be... erase the past.... or come clean? She hadn't exactly LIED... just never brought any of it up.... Haleigh lifted the phone receiver as she muted the surveillance, watching Perse leave Alison's apartment without sound.

>>Operator.
"Jennifer... I want you to forward me the Cassadine files... and locate the offices with the ORIGINAL legal documents like marriage licenses, divorce decrees... birth certificates... the works."
>>Are you thinking about scrapping evidence? Is Cassadine going down?
"Just... for now... start with that. And get me a RECENT picture of Ava."
 
back at Illustra- 80th floor Training Gym

:: in full custome of a one shoulder designed body countouring black suit w/ high heeled boots and gloves, Guardian was now inside a training gym, a state of the art experience housed within Illustra that combined hard light illusions, siumlated envrionments, and cutting edge robots and other accessories along with obstacle courses, weaponry etc to provide the ultimate in training and exercise.::


:: while some were content to have fun at XS, others, like Alison were intent on further refining and harnessing her powers. She was the second strongest on the Six and of her siblings, Cameron( Prophet) and Erika, she was the oldest and the strongest. A Seer/Precog, telekinetic witch with power over time, Guardian was known for vicious and brutally efficient magickal attacks both directly and through use of the environment. She had NO qualms about killing.::

:: She was the team tactician before becoming a co-leader. a position she relished and would be happy to return to.::

:: for now, she was busy focusing on a manifestation of power that she had rarely used before: LEVITATION. using her telekinetic power she had once jumped from the ground floor of Illustra to the roof top..107 floors. Similar to her television hero, Wonder Woman, Guardian saught to perfect that power. She was known for her creative attacks and defense and now that there was another telekinetic on the team, she felt it necessary to CONTINUE to assert her dominance in that field.::

:: several hours passed Guardian tested her mind and body, her ability to bring throught and act as close together as possible as well as temporal stasis, molecular acceleration and telekinetic attacks. using her TK to agument her physical blows, Guardian's strength could be amplified to an unknown level. ALL of her powers and abilities were being tested in this session and she showed no signs of tiring anytime soon as she vaulted and dodged volleys of lasers, energized tentacles, pile drivers and more.::

:: she knew that eventually she would have to bring herself to interact with Nicolas and Blaze again...but right now she just wasnt ready. She wasnt happy with Blaze and she was only JUST BEGINNING to give Nicolas his fair chance. As time went on, she knew that Haleigh was watching her from the control center of Illustra. She also knew that Haleigh had monitored the conversation between herself and Persephone. Haleigh had MORE than a mild interest in what Alison had "seen" when searching for any possible bloodline to Persephone's alternate in this timeline. It appeared that Alycia's quest for information would become a source of importance to more than just Persephone. Information that would DIRECTLY affect Haleigh in a way that not even Alison could have suspected at first.::
 
:: The bartender placed Persephone's Bloody Mary on a small napkin and slid it to her with a smile. Nodding her head, she moved the small celery stick around in the red liquid mixing it even better before she took a taste. But before she had a chance to savor her drink, Rampage took a seat close by. Glancing to him casually, Persephone began to draw circles in the air with the toe of her stiletto heals, bored with his attempts to be charming. ::

:: Lifting the tall glass to her lips, she took a small sip of the delicious drink before running her tongue along her full lips to savor every drop. Resting the glass upon the napkin once more, she turned her attention to Rampage once again. ::

"Your technique is outdated...but it will do for now."

:: Slipping off the stool, Persephone grabbed her drink before striding forward. She would accept his drink offer considering she had no cash on her, but she was hardly 'thankful' for his kindness or his charming act. Running her black manicured nail along Rampage's shoulder blade, Perse gave a small smirk. ::

"Thanks for the drink."

:: Sashaying past Rampage, although she did "thank" Nicolas for the drink, she did it in a manor in which he knew she could care less that he bought it for her. Moving past the crowded groups of kiddies dancing, Persephone continued to sip her Bloody Mary until coming upon a small booth filled with a few young men. ::

"Move."

:: Pointing behind her with her thumb, the boys scrambled out of the booth allowing Persephone to take a seat. Sitting back, she recrossed her legs and continued to sip her drink as she watched the club in action. ::
 
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Nicolas had seen this act before, it was actually amusing to him. Persephone obviously thought she was so incredible that absolutely everyone would fall over her. Even down to the thank you, she had her disdain down pat. Too bad she apparently did not see a friendly gesture for what it was. Nicolas could only laugh at her act, this was as funny as it got.

"You're welcome, Seph. Try not to hurt 'em too badly."

He watched her as she sashayed over to a spot and took it over, then returned to his own table where he proceeded to re-charm a miffed but very beautiful young woman.

"Hey relax, girl. She's a friend of mine and I simply stopped by to say hello and get us some more refreshments. Let's talk about you some more. You're a student of architecture, right? So are you more a fan of traditinal styles or..."
 
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