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The Parthenon- Karen's office

"Karen, we haven't forgotten. We're together now and we are going to fix this."

She walked up and hugged her.


<< Karen's look of displeasure softened as her other surrogate daughter came forward. She returned Delilah's embrace>>


“I wanted to say goodbye before you left.”

I'm glad that you thought of me to come see me off, Delilah.

<< the two of them had only recently repaired their relationship, and Delilah had been a key source of support during the Frost debacle. Karen wouldn't forget that, and she was very glad that Delilah had finally begun to come around to her.>>

<< as they let go of each other, Karen takes Delilah's hands into her own>>

And then she lowered her voice.

“I know this isn’t easy, but it will put your children’s minds at ease for what is to come. And we will need you…after.”

She gave Karen an understanding smile. She knew the witch wasn’t happy about leaving, and it wasn’t as if Karen couldn’t fend for herself. But if something did happen to her? None of them would ever forgive themselves, and they would all worry about her to the point of distraction.

<< Karen sighed as she looked at Delilah, then behind her to Blaze and Morgan, and then over to Michael.>>

<< She replied in a lower tone as well.>>

And for Frost too...and

<< Karen trembled...not with fear...but with RAGE, and Delilah could sense that.>>

...Talisman.

Delilah, that woman CAN'T BE ALLOWED to continue! Frost's soul demands justice! And so do I!

<< They looked at each other intently for a moment>>

Help my daughters. They don't know Malice like I do.

<< Not just as an arch enemy, but as a PERSONAL rival, and a woman.>>

They never really understood the depth of DEPRAVITY that my husband...their father could sink to. It isn't JUST about POWER, Delilah.

<< Delilah nodded with sincerity in her eyes, and that allowed Karen to relent just a bit more.>>


“Take a swim in the ocean for me.”

With a squeeze of Karen’s hand, Delilah stepped aside.

<< Karen squeezes Delilah's hands, and lets her go as she moves to the side. >>

<< Isis, Recall and Matrix were next.>>
 
The Clocktower

Ashley: Uh…General Tso’s, steamed dumplings, and crab Rangoon. Oh and spring rolls. And an egg roll. And I need lots of duck sauce. And chopsticks. And another beer.

Once she starting naming item number four, he reversed course and brought the whole box right to the coffee table. He took a knee to disperse the food.

"Ok, the General for you, Kung Pao for me..."

He searched for the handwritten labels, and passed the boxes out.

"Steamed dumplings, gross. Egg drop soup, yum. Crab rangoons, leave some for me."

He said with a look of playful warning before setting out the next box.

"Shrimp fried rice, if you like. Spring rolls are all you. Egg rolls.... share. Duck sauce."

He said, dropping a handful on the coffee table and then checking her expression.

"More duck sauce."

He chuckled, grabbing another handful, then handing her chopsticks and grabbing the big box to carry it off. He glanced at the tv to see that the credits were rolling already.

"I'll be back with beer. YOU pick the next thing we watch."

When he came back in, he settled next to her on the couch before handing her a cold beer and leaning forward to grab his dinner.

"So, what does a Valkyrie pick to watch?"
 
Clara Oswald
Clara Oswald
Shit good question
The Parthenon- Karen's office

:: Dominique and Karen were about the same height, and they looked each other in the eyes for several moments.::

:: Ever since the Set caper, she and Karen began orbiting closer to one another.::

:: During the Blue Moon, they came together in order to buy Spellbinder the time she needed to stop Circe''s nefarious plan. Through everything, up until recently, Isis had said to Nicolas and Richard that the greatest power wasn't strength, or magick or any similar effect, it was FAMILY. Karen understood that, and the way she tried to protect her family was admirable. The way she tried to watch over the others, the things she had survived, it was no wonder she was regarded as the Six's matriarch!::

:: Dominique reached her gloved hands out to Karen, and the sorceress took her hands into her own.::

The last time we did this....

Karen: was at Minerva's Aerie.

Dominique: So much has happened...

<< the two women looked at one another. They had both played a critical role in Black Widow learning the truth about her origins, and they both were left "holding the bag" so to speak.>>

Karen: Awful truths revealed...

Dominique: Still, it doesn't make her choice anymore tolerable

Karen: No it doesn't. Dominique, I'm glad you're here...I need to THANK YOU for saving Alycia and Zach's LIVES.

Dominique: I care about that them too, Karen. They are... :: glancing at Vivica:: ... my teammates.

:: a moment passes::

Dominique: Your daughters, Morgan and Blaze, they love you so much. They would do anything to ensure your safety. I understand their vigilance, given my own situation with Nicolas. Malice and her new, expanded inner circle, have sought to pick low hanging fuit for their gratification, and our distress. Your daughters have no intention of making this easier for them.

:: She nodded, knowing Karen was a reasonable woman, and would understand.::

Dominique: Delilah is right, you WILL be needed afterward, and we WILL be putting a stop to this.

<< Karen nodded>>

Dominique: Please give my regards to Alison.

Karen: I will.

:: Dominique moves on to Michael::

Dominique: You're doing the right thing, Michael. Be safe. May the goddess watch over both of you.

:: and with that, she moves aside, next to Delilah with Matrix beside her, as Recall, and others said goodbye to Karen and Michael::
 
<< Karen looked at Michael's reflection behind her's in the mirror.>>

It's not going to be that easy, Michael.

<< She said coldly>>

A backrub doesn't make this...this....INSULT go away.

<< Tinker sets on the desk, and watches, as a mystic chime sounds off, and Karen suddenly disappears from where she was. With another chime, she reappears , now standing behind Michael and looking very agitated. >>

Mike lurched forward for a second before regaining his balance. He stood and sighed...she was going to make this really hard. He turned to face her before responding.

I understand that you are not happy, Karen, but your children and I wanting you to be safe should be anything other than insulting, dear.


I'm leaving because my daughters, and you, are concerned for my well being in this clear and present danger being posed by Persephone and Black Widow.

Both of those women, who I WASTED so much time and effort trying to help! Just like I WASTED MY TIME on so many OTHERS in this building.

<< she points>>

I'm NOT happy, Michael, about ANY of this.

I'm NOT some old, feeble woman who can't defend herself!

I shouldn't have to leave because these RECKLESS, HARD HEADED CHILDREN << referring to the six as a whole>> can't make sound decisions.

Look at them, they can't even keep their lives in ORDER for their own SAFETY...but I'M the person who has to leave!?

I don't even want my DAUGHTERS to stay here with this group anymore!

There's still the matter of TALISMAN, and vengeance for FROST, someone that no one...INCLUDING YOU...cared aboout, but I did!

Talisman must ANSWER for what she's done, and don't you think for ONE MOMENT that my leaving changes that, and don't you think that a BACK RUB is going to fix this either!

<< she said with that clear, stern tone she was known for. she was not in the mood to be patronized either.>>

Let's be on our way.

Fair enough, Doc. But listen to your own words. They are not in order and are under attack. Whether it's fair to you AND me or not, it makes TACTICAL sense for them to be secure in your whereabouts, at least for the time being. Maybe that will help them focus in on what they need to do here. Your vengeance does not have an expiration date. I have no doubt that you will make certain it is served.

<< she moves past Michael, and grabs her wrap, and her purse, exiting the guest room of Blaze's penthouse apartment. Tinker meows at Mike, before jumping off the vanity and quickly following after Karen.>>

The sooner we "evacuate", the sooner my daughters can get to work, and not feel like they have to worry, and the sooner YOU can stop treating me like a bird in a gilded cage.

<< without looking back, she DISAPPEARS again, as a mystic chime sounds off, leaving Michael to take the elevator down to the floor of the parthenon where one of her offices was housed. >>

He looked at the space where Karen's ass just was. She was super extra today, and he would need all of his nerves for this. He decided to take the stairs down to the floor. It was actually quicker for HIM and it would clear his head. He sent a thought call to Nicolas.

Your asses better be there on time, son.


He arrived seconds before the others and Doc was looking a bit less pissed. JUST A BIT.

<< Karen's facial expression softened as she looked at Michael once more, then over to the others as they arrived. It DID mean something that these people cared enough to at least see them off like this, and she knew that her daughters and those who agreed with their evacuation meant well...still, she did not like the idea of leaving...UNFINISHED BUSINESS.>>

Mike just stood silent. There was a storm, but there would be calm. He knew the woman he loved, and while she would not go easy into that portal, he believed that some frank talk, honesty, communication and that backrub should hopefully make things easier...eventually.

<< she looks at Cameron>>

Arrogance.

<< Delilah>>

Stubbornness.

<< Michael>>

CONDESCENSION.

CONDESCENSION. Really?! Mike was silently fuming. Only in this outfit can real concern for someones mental and physical well-being be confused for patronization. He could care less about Karen being some little woman. Her strength is what he admired about her but damn, he worried about Nicolas and that boy could probably bench press an aircraft carrier! She was still talking, so he listened, and it was sound advice, but he took issue with the idea that he was not to be concerned about her welfare. He had been concerned with others for years not, starting with the boy and now with her and, to be honest, ALL OF THEM. Tonight, at this moment, feelings were raw.

This was not a discussion to be had, especially not in front of her kids. But they would speak again about her confusing concern with something more sinister. Didn't she realize that he almost lost her in that same Frost caper, and that he could not unsee how powerless, utterly useless he felt then? Couldn't she understand how that moment made him want to take her away from this shit now?!

As usual, the daughters save the day as Delilah manages to soften the blow for her, to speak to the unity they were realizing. She made a vow to Delilah.

And for Frost too...and

<< Karen trembled...not with fear...but with RAGE, and Delilah could sense that.>>

...Talisman.

Delilah, that woman CAN'T BE ALLOWED to continue! Frost's soul demands justice! And so do I!

<< They looked at each other intently for a moment>>

Help my daughters. They don't know Malice like I do.

<< Not just as an arch enemy, but as a PERSONAL rival, and a woman.>>

They never really understood the depth of DEPRAVITY that my husband...their father could sink to. It isn't JUST about POWER, Delilah.

Mike nodded his head. He understood. He really did. And he knew he was being selfish in his own way. And he was paying for it. But they would get through it, with some honesty and some understanding. She was now talking to Isis, who gave the idea of her leaving some much needed support and pledged to finish things here.

:: Dominique moves on to Michael::

Dominique: You're doing the right thing, Michael. Be safe. May the goddess watch over both of you.

Thank you.

Hmnn...maybe it would be all right after all....
 
Persephone
Persephone
Great post! I love seeing the internal struggle Mike is having with this.
Dr. Victoria was BIG MAD. She wanted to bust some ass, and I had to respect that. But Miss D backed up Mike and her kids by telling her to go. And now it was my turn....something was stirring so I said what I felt like I had to say.

We don't really know each other that well so, I mean no disrespect to you at ALL. But in my life, I cannot............see........my Mama again, at ALL. Her heart cannot take it and there is too much danger. So, in order for her to live, to her I am dead. That is what a child who loves their mother is willing to do to keep her safe.

There was some dust in the room that made my eyes water a lil bit, but I was good now...

That is what your kids and Big Mike are doing here now. When you get finished being mad, I just hope you REALLY see how much love it takes to not be able to be with the one you love. Blaze talks about you all the time. She will miss you. S---- Nicolas always thinks of you when he is around me. He will surely miss you. And you and Morgan go together like peanut butter and jelly. So I KNOW she will miss you. Miss D said we will handle this, that means WE WILL HANDLE THIS. But because I never want any of THEM to feel like I feel EVERY DAY, I have to say that it is best, for now, that you go.

I was prepared for some blowback but I started to slowly move on...
 
Persephone
Persephone
Again, another great post. :) Like peanut butter and jelly lol.
S
Screen Legend
First Rich post that I actually enjoyed!! Great job!! :D
The Clocktower

Zach brought the box of food over to where they were sitting and started unpacking it.

Zach said:
"Ok, the General for you, Kung Pao for me...Steamed dumplings, gross. Egg drop soup, yum. Crab rangoons, leave some for me."

He gave her a look, and she smirked right back at him.

“Fight you for them.”

Zach said:
"Shrimp fried rice, if you like. Spring rolls are all you. Egg rolls...share. Duck sauce."

She was about to protest but then:

Zach said:
"More duck sauce.

"Hey, those little packets hardly have any in them..."

Zach said:
"I'll be back with beer. YOU pick the next thing we watch."

She got up from the couch, still holding her chopsticks in her hand. Hmm…what to pick. Most of the DVDs were Zizi’s. She finally settled on one and popped it in, returning to the couch and filling a plate with food before covering herself with the blanket and expertly digging in with the chopsticks. When Zach returned with the beers, she lifted the blanket so he could climb under next to her.

Zach said:
"So, what does a Valkyrie pick to watch?"

The opening titles rolled.

Reign of Fire

She smiled brightly at him.

“Dragons, Zach! Can you believe it?”
 
The Parthenon – Karen’s Office





:: They all arrived at Karen’s office to find Karen already there. Cass wanted to touch Blaze on the shoulder and try to smooth things over for Karen’s sake, but she didn’t. After all, SHE had needed her space after getting upset at Blaze, so the least she could do is give Blaze HER space. Still, she felt a twinge of hurt because Blaze wasn’t QUITE as forgiving as she had been. She pulled herself together and pasted on a WARM and FRIENDLY smile, emotions she did NOT feel. ::

:: She watched with unease as Morgan, Blaze, and Tinkerbitch, all went up to Karen. Would Blaze TATTLE on her…to her MOTHER?! After all, Blaze was a known BLABBERMOUTH. Those thoughts made anger flare up inside her. How DARE they act like what she did was a CAPITAL OFFENSE!! They were acting like they have led SUCH perfect lives; that none of them had ever made a mistake!! She sighed and sat down in a nearby chair and crossed her arms, watching KEENLY. After all, they all made a pact to NOT tell Karen about Persephone but that didn’t mean somebody wouldn’t tell about HER excursion. Well, if it DID ‘happen’ to come out that she had been hanging out with her ex, who happened to be a member of the Hellfire Club, she wouldn’t be able to help with what SHE did in retaliation. :lexi: As it turned out, nobody told Karen about what SHE did – because Karen didn’t immediately turn her into a toadstool :p – so Cass was safe…FOR NOW. ::

:: Cass’ mood soured even more when Karen laid into them – even though she wasn’t even the rrecipient of THIS particular tirade. Then “Darling Delilah” - :rolleyes: - skipped up to Karen and smoothed things over. ::

Delilah: "Karen, we haven't forgotten. We're together now and we are going to fix this."

:: Cass almost snorted at this, but she showed her EXCELLENT self-control by keeping quiet. Next were Dominique, Vivi, and Rich. Cass smiled softly at Rich’s words. ::

Rich said:
We don't really know each other that well so, I mean no disrespect to you at ALL. But in my life, I cannot............see........my Mama again, at ALL. Her heart cannot take it and there is too much danger. So, in order for her to live, to her I am dead. That is what a child who loves their mother is willing to do to keep her safe.

There was some dust in the room that made my eyes water a lil bit, but I was good now...

That is what your kids and Big Mike are doing here now. When you get finished being mad, I just hope you REALLY see how much love it takes to not be able to be with the one you love. Blaze talks about you all the time. She will miss you. S---- Nicolas always thinks of you when he is around me. He will surely miss you. And you and Morgan go together like peanut butter and jelly. So I KNOW she will miss you. Miss D said we will handle this, that means WE WILL HANDLE THIS. But because I never want any of THEM to feel like I feel EVERY DAY, I have to say that it is best, for now, that you go.

:: They were sweet and completely genuine. Cass liked that. Okay. Now it was HER turn. ::

I should get a fucking OSCAR after this performance.

:: Cass tossed her hair back and walked to Karen and Mike. Her expression was open…friendly…WARM. She took the witch’s hands into both of hers. ::

“I know that you think that we are all babying you, and I know that you think that this is something that you are able to handle…but here’s the thing: BECAUSE of whom you are and BECAUSE of what you can do is the very reason we are sending you to safety. Karen, we NEED you and if something were to happen to YOU during this time…we wouldn’t be able to live with ourselves.”

:: Cass smiled gently. ::

“TRUST ME…we aren’t ‘babying’ you at all. We’re just…keeping our BEST asset hidden for the time being.”

:: She gave the witch a gentle hug and small kiss on the cheek before moving back to her seat. She had gotten through it and hopefully she’ll be able to leave soon. ::
 
The Parthenon

:: Cameron was glad that Delilah had stepped in for him, because he didn't have it in him to perform another monologue about why he did what he did. The response to his actions thus far had been surprising. It was a lose lose situation for him. Had he kept his feelings for Haleigh, they would be worried about what that might cause him to do. Now he had removed those feelings and people were worried about what might happen to him because of that. He could talk to Dominique about this situation because she was somewhat removed from things. But the rest of The Six, they had spent the better part of a decade trying to convince him that he and Haleigh were a dead end road, and that being together would create an unholy and unhealthy alliance from the team. Part of him wanted to know what they thought now. They had kept Cameron and Haleigh apart for so long, caused them to subconsciously believe their words, and now Haleigh had joined league with Malice. What would have been worse? Cameron and Haleigh..or Haleigh and Malice. ::

"Haleigh, Malice AND Cameron."

:: Perhaps they were right. If they would have been together, in an official capacity and Haleigh had revealed what she did, he would have followed suit with Ava and joined league with Hellfire to be with her, to keep an eye on her. It would be him attacking The Six in order to protect her. The whole situation was a tragedy that Cameron was certain he would never fully recover from. But that was why he had done it. Cameron had everything in life that he wanted, and he still wasn't happy with himself. Because he didn't believe that he should be, because he didn't believe that he deserved it. Because so many voices in his life had told him as such. And it was all because of his bloody, dripping heart. He wanted so badly to be loved by everybody, and he sought out love that was destructive because it was a foregone conclusion. He craved relationships he knew wouldn't work out, because he was a masochist. The thrill of seeking love and approval that he would never get. It was a pattern that had cost him a LARGE chunk of his happiness in life. It was a theme that caused him to hurt Alycia, to isolate Vivica, and Cameron was done. Facing what they were about to face, it had caused a shift in Cameron. Alison never wanted her brother to be like her. Their polarity was what made them powerful, but it was because they both needed some of what the other had. Alison..after so many years, had softened. He had felt her heart beat on the astral plane and it had been one of the most beautiful experiences in his life. He had been able to effect her HEART. That feeling had done more for Cameron than any of the others knew. It was the first time in his life that he experienced true and pure LOVE. The kind that could only come from somebody who was a part of you. After that, things shifted. He began to look at things differently. When Haleigh betrayed them, he took it as a sign. One that he wasn't willing to look at initially. But then she sent the video to him, and he realized how much he could be used against The Six or perhaps against his sister. Alison had logged MORE than enough field hours. She had her own destiny to fullfill. It was time for him to step up. Be the man that she deserved to call her brother, in a different way. He knew it was a desperate and grand gesture, but it was neccessary. Cameron wasn't stupid. He knew there would be consequences, and he knew that they would probably be great, because they always were. Nothing in his life was ever easy. But he WAS willing to pay for what he had done. He WAS willing to accept what would happen with open arms. Because Cameron was ready to be different. He was ready for the chapter of his life that wasn't defined by his love for Haleigh...or defined by the impulsive decisions of his heart. ::

:: Thankfully, the conversation subsided and while it was clear that there was still a bit of tension between Delilah and Morgan, they made haste to say goodbye to Karen and Mike. On that point, Cameron was relieved and also worried. He would need to make more of a presence known on Aerie. No doubt Karen and Alison would pick right up on their plans to destroy Talisman. Cameron would not make that easy for them. Not by a long shot. Talisman may have been a monster, but she was HIS monster. They wanted to kill her because of what she had done to Karen and Frost, and because he wasn't stupid, he knew they wanted to kill her before she ever had the chance to make contact with him, because they knew that it would complicate things. His sister may have known and been prepared to deal with the fallout from them taking his only shot at knowing the woman that could have been his mother, but Cameron had been known to surprise even his SISTER with what he was capable of when pushed enough. Nobody had came to him regarding Talisman, nobody had given him the respect he deserved in this situation, and it didn't sit well with him, and he wasn't going to let that go. Just like he had told Sharon and Alycia, Cameron was done apologizing for the person he was, and he done not getting the respect he deserved because he just like everybody else in the goddamn universe was flawed. ::

Shadow Weaver said:
<< Karen could sense her daughter's genuine emotion as she lets go of them, and steps back, looking at Tinker, and gently stroking the side of her face before responding to Morgan and Blaze.>>

Karen: I know what's happened << up till the Firebird vs Persephone situation>>. I watched as Black Widow, armed with the knowledge that I helped her uncover, made an insane choice and INVALIDATE all the effort that I made, all the WILL that you all demonstrated to see her through this, and she's given herself to the woman more or less responsible for every terrible thing that has shaped our lives...since BEFORE MOST OF YOU WERE BORN!

<< she looks at Delilah, Cameron, Nicolas, and the rest assembled.>>

Karen: Ava Cassadine, a woman that I performed psychotherapy on for MONTHS to help her recover from trauma, TRAUMA that lead her to have an unintentional role in 42 children dying no less, REMOVED the safe guards I put in place, and INVALIDATED my efforts as she chose to dive into DARKNESS...and NOW she has HURT people I care about. Do you know what else I've seen?

<< she looks at Cameron>>

Arrogance.

<< Delilah>>

Stubbornness.

<< Michael>>

CONDESCENSION.

I've seen reckless and willfull behavior that has wasted time and exposed you all to vulnerability that you're only just NOW beginning to address...and I've had JUST ABOUT ENOUGH.

<< Her unhappiness was quite clear in her tone>>

You're sending me away to protect me from clear and present danger. Given the situation, I do understand, and that's why I've agreed to go along with it.

Karen: Who will protect YOU from your reckless and INSANE choices?

<< This was it, this was the build of all the frustration and anger that the doctor felt since the Frost caper, Talisman and everything up till now. She looks at her daughters>>

Karen: Who will protect YOU? Or have you all FORGOTTEN just who it is that Haleigh GAVE herself to?

<< and if anyone could remind them of just what a looming figure Malice was, it would be Karen.>>

<< Morgan and Blaze look at Michael, he could see them both bearing Karen's withering remarks.>>

:: He flexed with anger for a moment. They were trying to protect her and help her and she was being obstinate and rude. They were all going through pain though, nobody cornered the market on it right now. So while it was rather annoying and infuriating to hear her chastise everybody, especially somebody who liked to get drunk and tear through people with reckless abandon on occassion, he listened. She was just as upset as everybody else was about things. Everybody else had gotten their moment in the sun, so to speak, so he let her insult roll off like water off a duck's back. ::

:: Thankfully Delilah stepped in and did what she did. It seemed to calm things. ::

Shadow Weaver said:
<< Karen sighed as she looked at Delilah, then behind her to Blaze and Morgan, and then over to Michael.>>

<< She replied in a lower tone as well.>>

And for Frost too...and

<< Karen trembled...not with fear...but with RAGE, and Delilah could sense that.>>

...Talisman.

Delilah, that woman CAN'T BE ALLOWED to continue! Frost's soul demands justice! And so do I!

<< They looked at each other intently for a moment>>

"And what of Malice? Or how about pursuing justice for the soul of my sister? Of my mother? My father? Why is justice only pursued when a member of the Victory family has been wronged. Where has my justice been? When will anybody seek reparations for what has been done to MY FAMILY. Malice has done so much, and they focus on Talisman as if she is worse. As if she is on the top of most wanted list. She's not. She's at the bottom. Right beneath MALICE AND HELENA. Why can't they see that?"

:: Dominique was worldly and Richard was sweet, but Cameron couldn't get certain things out of his mind. ::

:: And then Cass spoke. He didn't know WHAT to think of her right now. He knew exactly what she was doing with Benjamin Lewis, and he was no novice. The second he detected Cass, he did a preliminary light sweep of Benjamin's mind as well. He had been bedding Talisman for a bit now. He was conflicted. Didn't know what he wanted. He was just as disjointed and non sensical as Cass was being right now. He promised he would be there for her, but it was clear that after ONE interaction with him, she was entertaining a life without The Six and giving Delilah attitude that wasn't deserved. Delilah just called her on her immature bullshit. Cass needed to get together, get in line, and get over herself. And she needed to do so soon. She could be a bridge for the team, but it seemed like she wanted to set that bridge on fire to prove a point. He didnt like that. ::

Cassandra: “TRUST ME…we aren’t ‘babying’ you at all. We’re just…keeping our BEST asset hidden for the time being.”

:: Prophet furrowed his brow as he grabbed Karen's hand. ::

"Look, I'm not gonna try and sugar coat this. You're pissed off and you have your reasons. They're justifiable to you and I recognize that."

"Our relationship hasn't always been easy. I am who I am. And I've done a lot of changing over the years. We said our peace earlier in my penthouse, and I feel good about that, so I am not about to try and start an argument or disrupt the peace in this moment."

[sighing]

"You've done a lot for us, Karen. But there are some things you just can't fix. No matter how much you want to. No matter how responsible you feel for certain things. I know that you are often the matriarch, a mentor to many of us..but I understand the guilt that you feel about the things that Christopher has done. How it never seems to end..how it never gets better...all because of a choice you made."

"He was a monster. But there was a part of him...that you loved. And despite whether or not that was an act on his part, to you...at some point it was real. You loved that man enough to have a baby with him. To have a life. You're not a foolish woman, so that leads me to believe, that at some point, that love...those feelings you had for him, they were real on his part too. It's not easy or comfortable to think about, but it had to be there at some point. And because you loved him, it made it really hard to realize who he was. And when you did...it felt like it was too late."

:: He squeezed her hand. ::

"But it wasn't. You got out and you did the right thing. But trust me when I say that I deeply understand what it is to live with a mistake that won't die. I watched your daughter try and destroy the world, thanks in large part to things that I did. I ran away from all of this to try and protect myself and then Alexis was gone. Alison and Ava were tortured almost beyond recognition. Blaze Fielding died. And I can say that I wasn't there, or that I didn't have anything to do with it, but I did.."

"So you overcorrect. You try and make sure you don't make the same mistakes. And you get really far, you get to a point where you think...just maybe, that you've been absolved. That you might have done enough pennance to make up for it. And then a bomb goes off, and you realize..that nothing is ever going to make up for the decisions that you've made, no matter what the circumstances were. No matter how far you've come."

"Karen..I get that more than you might want to give me credit for."

"I say all of this..because..I want you to hear it. I want you to know that...despite our age difference..despite my so called arrogance..I understand a lot of what you are going through..and a wise friend of mine [smiling at Nicolas] once told me there is a reason that doctor's don't treat themselves. If you need somebody to talk to..I'll be there."

:: He was conflicted. So mad for what Karen was planning but also caring about her so deeply. They had always been oil and water because of the origin of their relationship , but they had been through a lot together. She was the only woman who had ever presented herself as a mother figure and (read above) Cameron had a habit of trying to win people over in his life. He loved Karen. He was appreciative of everything she had done, even if he didn't agree with what she wanted to do. ::

"We may fight. We may even try and kill each other. But I love your daughters. We've been doing this for over a decade now. They aren't just friends. They are my family. And if anybody wants to hurt Blaze..OR Morgan, they're gonna have to go through ME."

:: Cameron hugged Karen. ::

"And I need you to go, because I can't be with Alison right now. I don't like her isolating herself as much as she does."

:: Though he was worried and angry about what the two of them might concoct regarding Talisman while together, he cared about his sister enough to know that it might be WORSE if Alison was left to her own devices. ::

"This will be over soon, Dr. V. I promise."
 
Persephone
Persephone
Fantastic post!
Karma
Karma
very nicely done. "what about justice for MY family" that whole portion really stood out to me. & his interaction w/ Karen really highlights their journey to this point. I enjoyed reading this!
The Red Knight’s Quarters

Alek had the kitchen send up two large portions of chocolate mousse, which they ate curled up next to the fire, watching an old black and white horror film.

“Are you trying to put me off the cabin in the snow idea with this movie?”

He laughed, watching a bunch of old timey military guys run around in the snow after an alien.

“Though I guess, WE’D be the things in the snow that killed everyone in our way…”

He smiled and kissed Seph’s neck. His hand found her leg and slowly made its way to her thigh, moving the robe aside. His thumb made circles on her leg, and when she didn’t stop him, moved higher.

He shifted his body so he moved on top of her, still kissing her neck. He undid the belt on her robe and pulled it apart, his free hand then moving to caress her breast. His mouth kissed down her chest and stomach until his tongue switched places with his fingers. He put his hands on her thighs and pushed them further apart.

He pulled back and kissed the inside of her thigh.

“Now this is what I call dessert.”

He kissed the other thigh, grinning against her skin.

“I think I need another taste.”

His mouth teased her again, then he pulled back and rested his chin on her thigh, looking up at her with desire, an unasked question in his eyes.
 
Rampage
Rampage
Lemme guess...yet more sexy time lol?
Black Widow
Black Widow
They better have as much as they can..... time is running out....
Alek: “Are you trying to put me off the cabin in the snow idea with this movie?”

"Don't tell me you're scared?"

She teased with a laugh.

Alek: “Though I guess, WE’D be the things in the snow that killed everyone in our way…”

He began kissing her neck as his hand traveled up her leg. Some dramatic old school movie music began to play as Persephone grinned.

"We're definitely the ones that go bump in the night."

His hand met the hem of her bath robe, tracing circles on her skin as if he were a cat pawing at a closed door trying to get in. His soft touch sent a shiver through her body as his mouth continued to ravage her neck. Persephone softly laughed, rolling her eyes.

"This is extremely distracting...."

But he continued anyway, knowing she was more than willing to accept his advances. He pushed her back against the couch, his body hovering over hers as he undid her robe. Persephone shut her eyes as he kissed his way down her neck, chest, and stomach; his hands exploring her skin. The music began to build again in the movie, indicating something climactic was about to happen as Alek kissed her inner thigh.

Alek: “Now this is what I call dessert.”

He teasingly kissed her other thigh, Persephone's lips parting in anticipation.

Alek: “I think I need another taste.”

One more kiss, then he stopped. Extending her neck back and letting out a laugh, she finally looked down at him with an exasperated yet amused expression.

"You're worse than this movie right now."

She joked playfully, fully seeing the desire in his eyes and knowing he was going to continue at SOME point. He was being a giant tease--maybe payback for making him watch a corny 50's horror. A woman began to scream in the background and Persephone gestured to the screen.

"At least SHE'S screaming."

Persephone taunted, biting her lip while grinning. She heard a low rumble deep in his throat--his hands gripping her hips. She allowed her head to fall back onto the cushion and eyes to shut, just as she felt his mouth on her. She immediately responded to him, the movie now faded into the background.
 
Rampage
Rampage
They are enjoying what time they have left. I cannot hate...I just wish I could say I have this stamina LOL!
The Red Knight’s Quarters

Seph said:
"We're definitely the ones that go bump in the night."

“We go something in the night, that’s for sure.”

His hand touched her thigh under the robe while he kissed her neck.

Seph said:
"This is extremely distracting...."

“It’s working then.”

He teased her with kisses.

Seph said:
"You're worse than this movie right now."

“Hey I’m just trying to keep you relaxed like you wanted.”

A woman screamed in the movie.

Seph said:
"At least SHE'S screaming."

“Oh, is it screaming you want? Well then…”

His mouth found her again, now done teasing, a growl escaping from his throat as he tasted her. He felt her press against him with desire, and he quickened his movements. He pushed her almost over the edge, then instead of continuing he lifted his head and pushed her knees towards her chest. He slid himself up on top and into her in one swift motion, touching the deepest part of her. He watched her face as he did so, aroused even further by the pleasure he could see there. Pausing, he kissed her hard, and then finally began to roll his hips forward, steadily increasing the pace, faster and faster. He broke the kiss, his face still close to hers, locking eyes with her as he thrust against her hips, his breath coming heavy. He shoved his hand between them, his thumb finding the sensitive place between her thighs and working in rapid tandem with his other movement.

"God you feel so good Seph..."

He began to make his movements harder, faster, grinding himself against her. He let go of the leg he still held, using that hand to push himself up off the bed for a deeper angle, pulling himself out and then pounding back against her.

"Yell for me..."
 
Rampage
Rampage
Ooooooooooweeeeeee
Persephone
Persephone
LOL G is getting into the Hellfire lovin. :P
Karma
Karma
this post though!
Alek: “Oh, is it screaming you want? Well then…”

And then his mouth was on her, teasing her, tasting her, causing her to roll her hips into him as her back arched and her neck craned back. She could feel herself teetering on the edge, so close to to falling into the depths of pleasure. She gripped his hand that was holding her hip and told him she was almost there--then he stopped, causing her to let out an exasperated breath of displeasure. She was going to kill him. But before she could vocalize her anger he was in her immediately, their hips locked together causing Persephone to cry out. Alek's mouth was on hers instantly, muffling her moan while staying motionless as they were locked in a heated kiss. Her arms wrapped around his back, holding him tightly against her as he began to move, each motion quicker than the last. Finally he broke the kiss--their eyes locked in an unwavering stare as he thrusted harder, his hand going between them causing Persephone to roll her eyes close at his touch. Her nails dug into his skin and her breathing quickened as she began to find that edge again.

Alek: "God you feel so good Seph..."

"If you stop i'm going to kill you."

She managed to threaten through uneven, labored breaths as he lifted himself up and angled himself in a different position. Then he did, he teased her again by withdrawing completely before moving so deeply Persephone's breath hitched in her throat. He did it again. Then again....

Alek: "Yell for me..."

Then again, pushing Persephone over the edge and causing her to cry out through each wave that hit her. Her peak pleasure triggered a surge in Alek, making him move faster and with more need now. Persephone's hand gripped the nape of his neck, her body still trembling beneath his as he reached his climax. She pulled him into a deep kiss, drinking in his ecstasy. His movements slowed to a stop, Persephone continuing to kiss him, pulling his body down to hers until they were intertwined. Finally, she broke the kiss for no other reason than to breath.

"You're unbelievable."

She said breathless, their faces as close as they could be.

"I'm beginning to think your enhanced abilities go beyond just strength and durability."

She quipped with a breathless laugh. She could honestly say it was EXTREMELY rare that she came across someone who was as willing AND able to fuck as much as Alek. And she had been around for a long fucking time. Persephone kissed him again, her body relaxing into his.

[with a grin] "You sir, have succeeded. I am officially relaxed."
 
The Clocktower

Ashley: Dragons, Zach! Can you believe it?

He settled under the blanket next her as he considered it, balancing his food in his lap.

"After everything I've seen? Of course I can."

He replied, taking a long drink from his bottle before wedging it between the seat cushions next to him for safe keeping. In the movie, a boy and his mother tried to escape the first dragon, who climbs its way up the elevator and out into the world.

"Cool. I wonder if Morgan could stepping disc us back to the time when Dragons existed."

He said, as the onscreen voiceover -- the boy from the opening now grown up into Christian Bale -- explained the premise. Zach sampled his food, eating a bit of his entree, then a bite of an eggroll, then a few forkfuls of rice.

A scene played out on screen that made Zach shake with silent laughter. The main protagonist and his best friend were putting on a little play for a group of kids, and they were acting out the initial fight between Vader and Luke, in which Luke is finally told the truth; that Vader is his father.

"The one movie you picked has Star Wars in it? I knew you secretly liked it."

He teased, and tickled her ribs a bit, transferring his mirth in the touch.
 
Karma
Karma
She certainly could! :D what a cool idea!
The Clocktower

Zach said:
"Cool. I wonder if Morgan could stepping disc us back to the time when Dragons existed."

Ashley answered him seriously, as if she was imparting great knowledge to him.

“I never got to see one myself, but my grandfather killed one once.”

She thought about it.

“Can she really time travel?”

She didn’t wait for an answer before she said:

“Aw this part is sad.”

The young boy’s mother dies saving him from the dragon HE woke up. They ate and watched.

“This Chinese is amazing. I’m starving.”

Ashley took a bite of crab Rangoon then held it out to Zach to take a bite. After a little bit he started to laugh.

Zach said:
"The one movie you picked has Star Wars in it? I knew you secretly liked it."

She stopped eating.

“THAT’s supposed to be Star Wars? I thought they just made up a terrible story.”

She shrugged. He tickled her and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“I guess anything’s good with hot men and dragons in it.”

She filled her plate up with another helping of food and dug into it, excitedly watching as a dragon attacked the stupid thieving humans.

“Look at her go! Serves them right. Morons.”

She looked at Zach from the corner of her eye and smiled, putting down her chop sticks and reaching down and giving his hand a squeeze.

“This next part’s really good.”
 
Karma
Karma
its interesting to see her light up abt one of her passions :) & yep, Morgan could help her out! :D
The Red Knight’s Quarters

Alek’s body was still pressed against hers, their bodies a tangle of limbs. He thought he would come again as she kissed him, and when she pulled away just enough to speak, he held there, breathing hard.

Seph said:
"You're unbelievable."

He smiled against her lips, glowing with the praise.

“I have a great partner.”

Seph said:
"I'm beginning to think your enhanced abilities go beyond just strength and durability."

Her mouth was on his again, and there was nothing he wanted more than to have her again as soon as possible.

“Everyone should be good at something…but I think it might have something to do with how incredibly sexy you are. The things you do to certain of my appendages...”

Alek kissed her deeply once more, then rolled onto his side, his back against the back of the sofa. He pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her.

Seph said:
"You sir, have succeeded. I am officially relaxed."

“I aim to please.”

He kissed her neck.

“And please. [kiss] And please. [kiss] And please.”

He held her tight to him, resting his cheek on one of the pillows, and closed his eyes. He didn’t want to sleep, but he too was so relaxed, her body so warm and soft against him. He wanted to remember this feeling. No, he wanted to repeat it every night for the rest of his life. But he couldn't think about how that might not happen. Not right now. All he could think about was tonight and the way she felt right in this moment.

He murmured to her sleepily.

"Do you want more chocolate mousse? Or wine?"
 
Karma
Karma
this post was enjoyable to read, i guess b/c i'm imagining the AI being so sweet to AV, it's a nice image
Alek: “I have a great partner.”

Persephone smiled despite herself, stealing a small kiss before asking him if there was more to his 'enhanced abilities' than he was letting on.

Alek: “Everyone should be good at something…but I think it might have something to do with how incredibly sexy you are. The things you do to certain of my appendages...”

"Oh really?"

She grinned against his lips as he kissed her again, her eyes shutting as the kiss deepened causing a wave of dizziness in her. He did something to her that was terrifying and amazing at the same time. It was a feeling she didn't want to end. He rolled against the back of the couch and Persephone found a spot where she fit perfectly against his body, feeling his arms wrap tightly around her.

"You sir, have succeeded. I'm officially relaxed."

Alek: "I aim to please. And please. [kiss] And please. [kiss] And please.”

She softly laughed, her hand gently running down his beard until it rested on the crook of his neck, leaving it there. She shut her eyes, drinking in the serenity of the moment. Drinking him in and the way he felt against her--holding her. She unconsciously caressed his neck and hair gently as she felt herself slowly drifting to sleep.

Alek: "Do you want more chocolate mousse? Or wine?"

She tiredly said no--barely audible indicating she was on the verge of passing out.

"I just want to stay like this....until the morning..."

She managed to softly whisper before fully succumbing to slumber.
 
Clara Oswald
Clara Oswald
Aw *sniff*
The Parthenon – Delilah’s Suite

After seeing Karen off, Delilah arrived back at her suite at the Parthenon, only to find a rack of dresses and a note from Sally. She couldn’t help but smile – Sally was such a thoughtful and generous woman. But how on earth had she known she needed a dress for tonight? Delilah had even thought about heading down to Spectra (and hopefully avoiding Blaze) herself that afternoon, but then things had come up and now she didn’t have time for a nap let alone shopping. But Sally had come through like a guardian angel.

She dialed Sally’s number as she thumbed through the dress rack.

“Sally? It’s Delilah. I just wanted to thank you for sending up these dresses – they’re all so beautiful, it’s impossible to choose. I don’t know how you knew, but you’re a life saver, really. I owe you big time. Thanks again. Talk soon.”

She’d found one that just might do the trick, and humming to herself hustled to get herself into the shower. A quick shower later, she blew dry her hair and sat in front of her vanity to do her makeup. Why was she making such a big deal about this? And why was she so nervous? It was just dinner. Like any number of dinners she’d had before. But Delilah found herself wishing the Morgan or Cameron were here with her. But they wouldn’t understand, or approve, really. And she didn’t want to fight about it, even if she did have the time for it which she didn’t.

She moved on to her hair, arranging it in a loose chignon, and then stepped into her dress. She had chosen one that was knee length with black lace and tulle over a black lining and a full skirt. She buckled the straps of her shoes while slipping on a diamond bracelet to accompany the locket she always wore now. With one last check on her total appearance in the mirror, she headed down to the lobby to meet Maxim.

He had said he would come to the door but it seemed ridiculous for him to come all the way up there just to go back down again. And it’s not like this was a date. Not really.
 
The Parthenon – Lobby

Blaze and Sally had been true to their words, the suit arriving early that evening, along with the ring Sally had given him for good luck. He put it on immediately – he needed all the luck he could get – then began to dress in the dark grey Spectra Couture suit. It fit perfectly – Sally clearly knew her stuff. And he wanted everything to be perfect. He’d even told Delilah he’d come pick her up at her door. He needed to show her that things could be different if she gave him another chance. Not just at being friends, but getting back on track, where they should be. Everything was planned, now he just had to do things right.

He left his place and went over to the garage next door to pick up the car for the drive uptown to the Parthenon. No cabs for them tonight, this was first class all the way. Well maybe not first class, but a step up from a cab, that’s for sure. He wasn’t about to have some yahoo drive them around in a limo or some bullshit like that.

He pulled up in front of the hotel, tipping the doorman to let him leave the car there while he collected Delilah. As he stepped into the lobby, her saw the elevator doors open, and there was Delilah. His heart skipped a beat. She looked amazing. Perfect. Well, she always looked perfect but tonight she looked even better, if that was possible. He crossed the lobby towards her with a confident stride, smiling at the surprise on her face at seeing him there, dressed the way he was.

“I told you I’d get a suit.”

Delilah: “Wow. I have to say, I’m shocked.”

He rubbed the beard on his chin.

“You don’t have to be that shocked.”

He smiled as their eyes met, and without thinking and not giving himself time to second guess it, he leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“You look beautiful, Lilah.”

He turned and gestured with his arm.

“Your car awaits.”

He put his hand on the small of her back and guided her towards the doors to the street, watching her face, waiting for the moment when she saw it. She made a little squeaking noise, then stood dumbstruck, pointing at the car.

Delilah: “That’s…”

A 1968 390 V8 Ford Mustang fastback.

Delilah: “It’s just like the Bullitt car.”

He grinned at her, taking the keys out of his pocket. Of course he knew that was her favorite movie.

“Maxim might have been a douche, but he was a collector. And, apparently, he was also a fan.”

Delilah: “You mean…”

“It is the Bullitt car.”

He thought she might have an orgasm right there on the steps.

Delilah: “There were only two…and one is a rusted pile of junk.”

“Luckily that’s not the one I chose to drive this evening.”

Delilah: “Oh, I am so-“

He tossed her the keys.

“54th & Madison.”
 
Karma
Karma
i've grown so much in my appreciation of Bishop. very nice post! & yep, He's one of Sally's suit men now :D
The Parthenon – Lobby

She checked her teeth in her compact in the elevator on the way down. She had to stop being so nervous, this was getting ridiculous. Get a grip, Trelaven, it’s only been hours since you saw him last. Her pep talk to herself was all for nothing, though, as the elevator doors opened and her breath caught in her throat. Maxim was in the lobby, coming towards her. And he looked like sex on toast. She self-consciously touched her hair and then made sure she hadn’t tucked her skirt into her underwear, because that was always what happened next when she had this dream.

He had on a suit, perfectly tailored to show off his frame. She almost slapped her hand to her forehead but restrained herself. Sally. That’s how she knew what Delilah was doing tonight. He had actually gone and paid a small fortune for a suit for their date. Were they calling it a date now?

Bishop said:
“I told you I’d get a suit.”

“Wow. I have to say, I’m shocked.”

She didn’t think he would actually buy a suit. Or if he did, she thought he’d go to Kmart. He rubbed his beard in an incredibly distracting gesture before he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. But not so quick that she didn’t note that his lips were warm and soft.

Bishop said:
“You look beautiful, Lilah.”

She smiled up at him, genuinely flattered and pleased that he’d noticed. She even blushed.

“Thank you. So do you. Well, look handsome I mean.”

He made a sweeping gesture towards the door and indicated that he had a car outside.

“Wow, you really did go all out.”

He touched her back to guide her and she didn’t move away. Once they were through the doorway, Delilah stopped dead in her tracks. She gasped and her hand went to her mouth, a squeal of excitement leaking out. She looked right and left, because surely he hadn’t come here in that.

“That’s…”

Bishop said:
“A 1968 390 V8 Ford Mustang fastback.”

Of course, she knew that. She gazed at it in wondering admiration.

“It’s just like the Bullitt car.”

Bishop said:
”Maxim might have been a douche, but he was a collector. And, apparently, he was also a fan.”

No f-ing way.

“You mean…”

This was the actual car. Steve McQueen sat in this freakin’ car.

She started to walk around it, not daring to touch it. It was mint. The paint job was perfect. There wasn’t a speck of dirt on it.

“There were only two…and one is a rusted pile of junk.”

She murmured, looking in through the driver’s side window at the interior. Also perfect. She raised her head and looked at Maxim. There was no way he was driving for the rest of the night.

“Oh, I am so-“

He tossed her the keys.

Bishop said:
“54th & Madison.”

She grinned broadly and got in the driver’s seat, barely waiting for him to shut the door on the passenger’s side before she pealed out and cut over to Fifth, heading downtown. It handled like a dream. She wished he’d picked a restaurant farther away, like in Virginia, but thirty blocks was enough to stretch its legs. Delilah looked like she was about to cry handing the keys over to the valet, while Maxim gave him a tip.

“You know, I’m sure my birthday is coming up…eventually.”
 
Karma
Karma
LOL @ she didnt think he'd buy a suit, or if he did, he'd go to kmart!

I love the way Delilah put herself together, the dress selection & just the little things she's doing in this moment ^_^
Bicé - Midtown

Maxim laughed, opening the door to Bicé and holding it for her. He gave his name to the maître d', who showed them to their table with a broad smile.

“I got us a table in the bar room – it’s quieter and more private.”

He pulled out her chair for her as they were seated, and when their server came he ordered a beer. Delilah did too, which made him smile. Most women would order wine just to look fashionable, but not her. He watched her look over the menu, her lips pursed in concentration. The server returned with their drinks, and took their orders. Delilah smiled at him as she handed the server her menu. She leaned forward, her hand around the bottom of her glass of Moretti. He put his hand on the table, almost touching hers, but didn’t take it.

Delilah: “So…I know you’ve said before but…Maxim: how does that whole thing work again?”

“Well…”

He scratched his beard.

“It’s like, I remember the things he did, but it’s not like I did them. It’s like I’m watching someone else do them. I’m still…me. And I remember everything from my own life. At least, I think I do. But it’s not like I have his feelings or personality. He was a total asshole.”

Delilah raised her eyebrows at him, and he gave her a look.

“He got manicures, Delilah. If that doesn’t make him a douche, I don’t know what does. I may be an ass, but not THAT kind of ass.”

She laughed, and he smiled, despite her silent commentary. They caught each other’s eye. God, he wanted to touch her. She positively shined, sitting there across from him, so close. He looked away and cleared his throat.

“Delilah…are you okay? With all that’s happened I…are you handling everything alright?”
 
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