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<< the scene and space around them flows like mercury, and swirls in white light as The Six are teleported via stepping disc. most of them are aquainted with this mode of travel but one among them was not. Hopefully he would adjust for now that Spellbinder was back, the team teleporter would be taking them on whirlwind trips via stepping disc often.>>


<< the disc opens in a hilly, forest area far beyond the city and the storm. it s quiet and eerie, with the faint sounds of nature and a nighttime breeze flowing. >>

<< Spellbinder, Black Widow, Foxfire, Persephone, MorningStar and Rampage were now in the area where the terror dome should be, but as expected it was HIDDEN from normal human eyes and at the same time, though the forest looked natural, there would be many anti personnel devices grafted into the landscape and trees. Black Widow would be the first to sense the presence of EXTREMELY high end technology all around them. she would also sense the power being utilized by the terror dome which was hidden in a valley within the forest.>>

<< the had a bit of a walk ahead of them. the forrest was too lush and dense for Spellbinder to simply fly through. they had to walk carefully and be prepared for ANYTHING.>>
 
outside the terror dome- a mysterious area

<< standing tall, already the tallest woman of the group even WITHOUT her 5 inch high heeled boots, Spellbinder looks about. She notes the fog and the cool night breeze.>>

That storm back in NYC must be magickal in nature. the intensity of it and the fact that Illustra seems to be the focus of it made it too unusual to be natural in occurence, and now, we are out here, in the midst of a fog which is also unusual for this time of year.

<< walking forward a bit, in her unholy, demonic, yet erotic costume, much of Spellbinder's body was exposed [probably to the delight of Nicolas] but she did not seem bothered by the cooler air. sounds of nature could be heard in the air and echoing.>>

we're outside...when i was in the midst of my astral projection spell, i flew OVER this area to get into the terror dome. we've got to walk a fair distance in that direction.

<< pointing to the forest area>>

the terror dome is hidden from normal human eye site nestled in a man made valley.

<< she looks at everyone>>

I know i havent been here for a while, but what I saw Malice doing to Alison...it prooves that this woman is without conscience or restraint. She's bolsted by the Dire Wraiths AND backed by the technology of Mystech. As far as we're concerned...she IS "Mystech" now.

This won't be easy...for any of us, and again....Guardian..will not be "herself" when reach her.

<< morgan said this with a tone of uncertaint. she KNEW what would most likely happen once Guardian was released, but Morgan decided that it would be BETTER to let it happen!>>
 
As the members of the Six said good-bye to Karen and the others, Fox wondered if she would see them again. Malice was one of their more vicious and brutal enemies yet. Her green eyes fixated on the Doctor for a second. Blaze couldn't be sure, but it seemed like Karen was less condescending around her.

Taking one last look around, Blaze tucked her weapons inside the security of her suit. A stepping disk enveloping the whole team. The disks transporting them to a lush green forest. Blaze observed the regular weather patterns here including the crisp cooler air.

The transportation did not seem to bother the mutant. Instead it seemed she was able to acclimate to it. Insects, night owls, and other creatures greeted the group.

Spellbinder confirmed her suspicious about the erratic weather at Illustra. Foxfire, who was to Morgan's left glanced over to her sibling. Morgan's costume was somewhat appropriate for this setting. Walking with the group, Blaze was the shortest of the bunch, which made her stand out like a sore thumb.

"Malice pushed Alison over the edge once just mentioning Kelly King. Maybe I'm just a skeptic, but how do we actually really KNOW Cameron is gone? Diana can manipulate anyone's emotions, whose to say its not an illusion. You and I both know Alison's weakness is her family, despite how she felt in the past. "

Tucking a piece of loose hair behind her ear, Blaze's eyes drawing on her older sibling. "The death of a family member can send anyone off the edge." Looking away at a few thick trees, Blaze recalled the death of Morgan, and how painful it had been.

"I still don't believe he's gone."

Morgan pointed over the hills instructing that was their destination. " Malice enjoys torturing people. She did it to me... " Blaze trailed off, clenching a fist at the memory. " She separated myself and Karen. I wanted to die that's how vicious she was. "

Looking back up at Spellbinder, Blaze reached out with a gloved hand. Her glove touching Morgan on the upper arm.

"How do you feel? " She asked, unsure how Morgan was adjusting to being back in action. Maybe it was too soon or the right moment. Drawing her eyes upward, checking for any creatures or villains following them. " What do you mean she won't be 'herself?' I was tortured first hand by that white cow! I was myself, what aren't you saying Morgan?" Blaze had sensed Morgan was concealing a few facts. If, they were going to rescue Alison, Blaze wanted to know.
 
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through the forest

<< the cape of Spellbinder's costume hung behind her..with its shredded edges. the demon sorceress seemed to be calm and collected, if not a little detached from everyone right now. as her sister spoke up, Morgan didnt immediately look down and over. she continued to look ahead.>>

<< she finally looked down at Blaze.>>

<< in an icy voice>>

Blaze, I SAW what was going on. Malice was bombarding Alison with the psychic and emotional feedback from Cameron's death. You can't just FABRICATE that. She's an omega class telepath and she was essentially FORCING Alison to experience his emotional state of mind and final moments before his death.

Malice knows she can't trick Alison with telepathic illusions or attacks, her mind is closed to that, just like mine. But Malice is also an empath.

<< she looked ahead as she pushed some branches aside and kept walking.>>

Cameron disappeared shortly before i died, if Alison, a SEERcouldn't find him, after all this time then what does that tell you?

<< Blaze asked her how she felt. Morgan didnt know what to say really. it WAS rather weird to just be jumping back in but Alison needed their help and Morgan was not about to just "rest" while her best friend was in trouble.>>

Well...I don't know. everything and everyone ...<< looking at Nicolas>> ALMOST everyone looks a bit different. YOU weren't here before either...you were still dead, so obviously much as changed. I saw what happened to Alexis in Ororo's garden as well.

It's like returning from a long vacation....to put it simply. The emotional and mental connections are there now, things that mattered to me before, matter once again.
 
:: Appearing in a wooded area via stepping disk, Persephone glanced around the chilled foggy forrest, noting the irregular weather. The thick and dense fog made the surrounding area barely visible allowing anyone or anything to hide. Lifting her hand, the fog surrounding the group immediately disipated a good 10 feet around the group allowing them to see each other. ::

:: Looking to Spellbinder as she spoke, this would be an interesting altercation, that was for sure. As the group began to walk toward the Terror Dome, the fog began to disappear in front of them allowing them to see the area immediately in front of them. Normally the goddess would clear the entire woods of the dense cloud, but it would draw unwanted attention to the group. ::

:: Listening to Blaze and Morgan speak, Persephone didn't bother to look at the sisters or comment on their conversation. She continued to survay the area in case any unwanted guest decided to drop in. ::
 
Stepping over a few fallen branches that had littered the grass, Blaze felt her stomach tighten. She was hoping it was all an illusion, but Morgan's argument was sound. A gentle breeze blew a few strands of ebony hair against her glossy lips.

She didn't know what to say, her mind reacting to the news. Her green eyes falling to Haleigh who had been on Blaze's left. The brunette staring at her comrade with a sympathetic expression, even though Black Widow had been looking elsewhere.

Slipping past a few tree limbs her eyes met with Morgan's. "I missed you. Alison, myself, and Haleigh all struggled to find you. I'm glad we did." She looked up to see a pair of haunting eyes staring at her. The round feathers puffed up with the howl hooting.

"We all change in time and space. Jasmine had repented for her sins, and therefore was offered a second chance at her own life. To harmonize the scales, the fates decided I was to take her place as it should be. Frost came through in the end, but she has her own life now."

Growing silent, Blaze noticed something move beside Morgan in the tree limb. It slithered down the cracked branch. Its forked tongue tasting the air. The snake was highly poisonous as it moved toward Morgan. Blaze, having heightened senses saw it and immediately grabbed the reptile by the back of the head. Its pearly white fangs leaking venom with a hiss of protest.

Blaze knew Morgan's fear of reptiles, especially snakes. Holding the snake by the back of the head Blaze decapitated it. Hurling it into the grass behind them.

"Brown - tree snake. They are nocturnal hunters who roam through the trees. Highly venomous." She said casually, "the Brown - tree snake is a reddish-brown with narrow dark cross-bands and has a broad angular head."

Being the tomboy she was, Fox had an abundance of knowledge on most animals, especially reptiles.
 
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:: Turning to catch sight of Blaze snatching the brown snake from the tree, Persephone's eyes narrowed seeing her hold it with force, exposing the fangs. As the snake went hurling into the bushes afar, the goddess rolled her amethyst eyes away, now looking in the opposing direction. ::

"I wasn't aware we had Steve Irwin in our midst."

:: Her voice cold and sarcastic, she found it quite annoying when people would man handle creatures with such force and disregard. Blaze obviously knew her animals and reptiles, it was apparent in the way she discribed what type of snake it was in a 'matter-of-fact' type of manner. But it did not impress Persephone in the least. ::

:: Wind whipped throughout the wooded area blowing strands of hair from her pony tail forward past her shoulders. Tucking a few loose strands that fell from her pulled back hair behind her ear, Persephone could feel every animal, insect, and reptile within a mile radius of where they were. All were calm--except for the very pissed off brown snake--which led the goddess to believe that there was no immediate danger yet. Nothing had alarmed the creatures; nothing made them tense or scared. Nature's alarm system in a way. ::

:: Stepping past some fallen logs and ducking down to avoid branches, so far so good for the team's trek through the woods. ::
 
Persephone's sarcasm amused Foxfire who managed to crack a smile. Running the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip.

"Coming from you Persey, that's a compliment."

She grinned, moving over to one of the thick oak trees which provided privacy to the Terror Dome, besides the illusion cast. Climbing upon the tree limb, Blaze crouched down to look upon the horizon. Her eyes scanning for any sudden intruders over the hills. Preferring to be obscured from sight. It gave the team better odds with her in the trees.

Her emerald eyes falling on Persephone, noticing her grace and form. She was indeed a femme fatale yet equally deadly. Blaze was curious how Morgan was handling Nicolas and Persephone.
 
Nicolas emerged with the rest of the group from the stepping disk. As the ladies took a moment to acclimate and set off towards the dome, Nicolas took moment to shield the non psi-screen members of the Six from detection. It would do no good to try to have a surprise atack if they stuck out mentally like a sore thumb. He walked confidently yet in complete silence, taking the rear guard which afforded him an opportunity to take one more good look at Morgan before the battle began. She was as irresistable a woman as he had ever met, at once someone who was more his size yet very femimine at once. he enjoyed the moment then refocused on the task at hand, listening as Morgan finished her statement. He stepped forward a bit and met her eyes as he spoke to her.

"It is good to see you in all your glory, although I wish it were under better circumstances. Nevertheless, welcome back. You have been missed and anticipated."
 
"Everyone stop, right where you are."

Haleigh's hoarse, hushed voice came from behind and broke through the conversation with an abruptness. She had been quiet all this time and as they worked their way through the dense forest, she had allowed herself to fall back from the group a little. Now she drifted towards them, one knee bent slightly and her toes pointed downward as both feet floated above the earth a few inches. Controlling the steel that reinforced the toes in her boots, she kept herself from touching the ground as she slowly looked about warily.

"We've been traipsing through a minefield... the triggers have been spread out thinly... but you three have stepped into a hotspot. Foxfire, take two steps to your right and get directly behind Spellbinder. Persephone.... come straight towards me, and do NOT touch that 'fallen sapling' on the other side of you. Rampage, keep going on the way you are, but start keeping tighter to our formation. You're starting to straggle...and for Christ's sake.... QUIT eyeballing Morgan, how can I concentrate with you back there looking like you're about go all Pretty Ricky on her? Spellbinder, go straight in the direction you're facing a couple of paces and Foxfire, follow, That will take you out of the high concentration area. I would simply deactivate the mines.... but Malice has sensors upon sensors in place.... I want to disturb this forest as little as possible, so please, everyone, try not to touch anything else."

Haleigh leads the group forth with a look of sharp determination.

"Yes... I can 'see' the dome now... its absolutely GLOWING with technology. Malice is certainly planning not only on keeping us out... but keeping Alison IN. So peculiar.... this EPIC hatred she has of all of us... its not JUST about Mystech..... it reaches SO far back... even BEFORE Mystech found global conglomeration.... I mean... she has PURPOSELY involved herself in events that would CHANGE our lives and shape us into the people we have become... but why? She has known us and hated us since... we were all just KIDS. Has she known what we spelled for Mystech? and if she DID.... WHY would she give us EACH a separate reason to hate Mystech?? NOTHING about this woman makes logical sense."
 
Blaze looked back at Haleigh who demanded the team to halt in their progress. Cocking a curious brow, Blaze froze in her tracks. She had been still crouched in the tree but she nodded.

Spreading her arms out lengthwise she began to walk across the tree limb above the team. Striding two steps right, her lithe form moved with grace. She was maneuvering herself to jump behind Morgan. Angling her position she jumped down from the branch. Her stiletto boots impacting in the gravel to form in line behind her sister. Morgan obviously still taller than her younger sibling.

Haleigh's comment stirring up interest in Blaze who turned her neck to send a chilling glare at Nicolas. It was the 'hey that's my sister, back off' glare. Fox was rather protective of Spellbinder, especially her track record with men.

Following behind Morgan, Blaze reached into her suit placing a small earbud device in her ear. The ear bud allowing her to contact Haleigh openly, in case they were separated.

"Malice has been knitting her web of chaos for years. I think she had plans before her lurid affair with my father, Christopher. She has reasons to despise us, we took down her lover, and now who does she have? Nothing except a superb array of arsenal and other weaponry that was highly classified. Its her turn to strike us down, its personal for her."
 
Nicolas froze with Haleigh's commands. he stepped as she commanded out of the hot zone, then decided it would be best to simply float, touching nothing at all. He felt the blood rush to his face a bit with her comment about Morgan, that was unnecessary. Damn, I guess no one is supposed to want anyone but her. As he proceeded he noticed Blaze's glare at him and he decided to respond telepathically, still shielded from outside detection.

Relax Blaze, I don't bite. Haleigh made whatever look I DID take sound ten times worse than it was. Besides, if there was ever a time for that, NOW is definitely NOT it.

Nicolas kept floating towards the dome, in the formation as Haleigh directed, re-focused on the task at hand and ready to move immediately.
 
"No.... I don't think so.... Christopher was her PLAYTHING, not her 'lover' in the most expressive sense of the word.... she had to know he wasn't GOOD enough for her.... and besides... its Christopher's OWN fault AS WELL AS HERS that we destroyed him. I wonder if she didn't USE us to rid her of him once and for all. The same with ALL those who shared the inner circle of Mystech with her... have we played right into her plans all along? Does this VERY night have a BIGGER purpose for her? she has been LIGHTYEARS ahead of us all this time... and she reveals herself now... and what? now that her 'friends' are gone, we are her new form of entertainment? And why us... and still... WHY does she so desperately hate us all? WHY is it personal?"

Haleigh analyzes.... as she secretly ALSO wonders why Malice killed Cameron on the side... and not right in front of them all... the effect would have been much stronger than kidnapping him and killing him in secret... Haleigh tried to push the thought of him away for now, as her eyes seemed to focus far away and she knew they were beginning to get that misty look. She cleared her throat and floated to the front of the group, keeping her back to them all until she could blink the tears back. She wasn't ready to talk about the implications Cameron's death [and the way Malice had killed him] might have.
 
Blaze overheard Nicolas' voice roaming inside her thoughts. A sign he had opened a rapport with her telepathically. Although the guy did have a point, Fox wasn't taking any chances. Her voice carefully chosen but equally protective.

Although you bring up a valid point about Haleigh, I am very protective of Morgan. We just got her back from the clutches of death. And you are a genteel person and fierce fighter like myself, it is my best intention to watch out for Morg. But, Haleigh is also on edge which isn't to say she overreacted. Haleigh tries to play off this stoic formation like a drone GI Jane soldier. But I can FEEL her emotions so strongly that I see behind her facade. She's hurting and for good reason she loved Cameron...more than a friend. I apologize if I pounced on you.

Kicking some loose dirt with her boot, Blaze peeked her head out from behind Morgan to study Haleigh. Fox's empathy detecting the sadness and dread Black Widow felt for the death of Prophet. Forming back in line, Blaze couldn't help but recall her days in the United States Army when she was only twenty.

She still wore her dog tags underneath her suit, a reminder of her past. Her fingertips reaching up to hold them tightly. Bats glided above the team hunting for a few insects. Shadows loomed and hung over the team with the effect of moving tree branches.

A wolf's howl echoing in the background. Removing a pair of stealth military goggles, which covered the pair of sparkling green eyes. Touching the side frame, Blaze switched through various vision modes. Her vision able to see a florescent shade to reveal electrical devices and electricity. The horizon was lite up like a Christmas tree to hint the technology that Malice manifested in her domain.

The hum of the Terror Dome sounded in Blaze's ears so loudly the further they ascended up the hill. Trekking upwards, Blaze clicked her goggles again to infrared. The background appearing to be a dull black. Red tints appeared throughout the valley, some just animals while others belonged to her teammates.

Moving through the thick grasslands, Blaze stepped over a few pile of stones. The back of her boot pushing down a web, disturbing an arachnid. The large female spider moved onto Blaze's black stiletto boot. Its large legs crawling up Fox unnoticed, moving from her leg up the middle of her back. The red hourglass was cleverly hidden under the female's belly. Foxfire had disturbed her home by accident.

Sighing under her breath at the wall weeds, Blaze removed her machete to cut down the annoyance. Her thick blade slicing the weeds in half and any branches that had gotten in her way. The Black Widow spider moving up her shoulder blade, crawling up by the collar of her suit, where her skin was exposed.

"What's the plan?" She asked to whomever, although it was probably more so addressed to Morgan or Haleigh.
 
[ Delilah followed silently in the footsteps of the team, avoiding the sensors in the ground. Lost in her own thoughts, she barely registered the conversation that was going on around her. Cameron was dead? She too wondered at the source of that information just as Blaze spoke it aloud - Malice was not the bastion of truth and honesty. But she trusted Morgan's judgement.

Morgan... Did they really have the old Morgan back as it appeared? She wasn't so sure. Something just wasn't right with her. She had her memories back, yes. And she was relieved to have her friend remember her again - it was not an easy thing being a stranger to her best friend. But still...she wasn't the old Morgan. And maybe that was to be expected - Morgan had been through a lot, maybe she would never be the same again.

Then there was Alison. Morgan's words were haunting - what would they find when...if...they got to Guardian? What damage had Malice done? And how would they find her, when Malice had so easily taken her from them in the first place? Blaze's question jolted her from her thoughts. ]

"Yeah - we can't very well just walk up to it and knock on the door..."
 
:: Stopping in mid step, Persephone turned her head to look over her shoulder at Haleigh who instructed them to halt. Hearing there were landmines nearest to her and Foxfire, she lowered her eyes looking to the ground before nodding to Haleigh. Taking a step to the side, she slowly and carefully stepped over the fallen tree branch Black Widow had intructed her to avoid touching. Once over it, she was out of immediate danger allowing everyone to continue walking once more. ::

:: With Spellbinder, Foxfire, and Rampage ahead, and herself, Morningstar, and Black Widow covering the rear, Persephone continued to survay the area, carefully listening to the conversation between Blaze and Haleigh. It was apparent that Malice had a vendetta against the team that long surpassed her alliance with their former teammate Shockwave. But their primary objective was to retrieve Guardian and reverse whatever damages Malice had done to her state of mind. ::

:: Stepping over a few more tree branches, wood and dead leaves crunched beneath Persephone's stiletto healed boots. The ground soon softened as they entered a more 'grassy' area of the woods. Picking up her pace during the team's trek, the goddess spotted the small Black Widow crawling along Foxfire's collar. As the spider moved toward the mass of curled hair, it disappeared for a few moments, to only reappear on the opposing side. Moving forward, she moved her hand to Foxfire's neck, capturing the small creature within her hand. Noting the questionable look on Blaze's face, she opened her hand in a cup-like manner, revealing the deadly aracnid. ::

"Seems that you are a magnet for poisonous creatures tonight."

:: The small female spider crawled along Persephone's finger tips before making it's way back along her palm. Stopping, she squatted down along a small bark of wood that had chipped off from a tree a couple feet away. As the spider crawled off Persephone's hand and onto the piece of wood, the goddess stood and continued forth, meeting with the group again. Hearing Morningstar's comment about what their plan was, she nodded. ::

"I assume with Black Widow's knowledge and pull over technology, she's our best bet to get in."
 
through the dark forest

<< as members of the group interacted, Spellbinder continued to look ahead. she ignored Foxfire's question about Guardian, simply because she knew that her plan would only work if Guardian was left UNCHECKED once unleashed. She saw where Malice was making her mistake...but she wouldn't tell anyone else here that. A shadey move, yes...but Spellbinder was always the more "evil" member of this team. Rampage stepped forward a bit and personally spoke to Morgan and she looked him up and down before looking back into his eyes. tall as she was, he was a bit taller than her and she took note of his immense stature.>>

my my, when did they bring this giant into the group?

<< she nodded and spoke in an icy voice>>

hmm yes, thank you. It's nice to be back indeed.

<< she looked upon him with a rather detatched stare for a moment. not hostile, but not overly intrigued. whatever she was thinking, HE would never know and she was concealing her outward reaction quite well.>>

<< Black Widow ordered them all to stop, and pull together in a tighter formation, to walk more carefully. For Spellbinder, the tone of Haleigh's voice was a bit off putting. The dynamic of the team had certainly changed while she was gone and she had only just TRULY returned....now was not the time to explore the changes in detail. She knew that Haleigh ultimately wanted to make sure that everyone came in AND left out...together in one piece. Listening to Black Widow's directions, Spellbinder stepped carefully in her high heeled boots, making sure to avoid the high concentration area. the wind blow, picked up her cape just a bit, enough for it to keep from touching the ground.>>

<< without anyone seeing her facial expression, Spellbinder SMIRKED, her face partially enshrouded in shadow as Haleigh called Nicolas out for "eyeballing Morgan.">>


poor dear

<< she thought as she laughed softly.>>

Tall, very well built and obviously powerfull enough to stand in the presence of these women. He think's i'm not aware that he notices me in my costume. Who WOULDNT be bewitched by this outfit?

<< she touched her ample chest with smug self appreciation>>


He is by far the best looking man we've had on this team. I'll DEFINATELY want the 411 from Alison on him AND have to "investigate" him in my own way when this is over.

<<This man was definately a stand out among the others, she knew he was watching her. she also knew that this COSTUME she wore and what it represented brought an uncertain feeling to Foxfire, Black Widow and Morningstar. she couldnt blame them and she wasnt sure WHY she was wearing it now after all this time either BUT for some reason, it felt RIGHT. Morgan herself felt different...not as conflicted, nor as "concerned" as she was about the darkness in her soul. perhaps this was an outward manifestation of it. Persephone, however seemed very comfortable with the situation. She was cold, calculated...much like Guardian. as Haleigh spoke on Malice, Morgan responded>>

sometimes, there's no point in trying to understand the "WHY". She may be be the perfect embodiment of a sociopath, she may be a MAD genius corrupted by her own desires to dominate others. one thing's for sure, she's doing something that the others in Mystech's inner circle failed to do and that's why they are dead and she's still alive.


<< just as they began to wonder what they would do once they arrived to the area where the terror dome should be....THERE THEY WERE, standing on the slope over looking a large, deep, man made valley that was surrounded by mountain like rock formations and more fog>>


<< in an icy voice>>

Here we are!

<< her blonde hair and her cape begin to blow in the wind as she stood on the edge of the slope>>

looks like this WAS the easier part of the journey. either that, or Malice is too busy to care right now.
 
"It seems that we have two choices. We could surprise her all as a group using Haleigh to disrupt their tech to get in by stepping disk or simply by sneaking in manually. Or, we could have ONE of us create a diversion that might give the rest of a few seconds to free Alison while taking an upper hand in the battle. If you guys prefer the latter, I am certain that i can get their attention. Just a suggestion."

Nicolas waited for their respoinse as they stood before the valley of the Dome. He was anxious to get started, as he wanted to get Alison back, despite their...strained past. As he waited the thought: What the hell, in case its my last look, I may as well get ONE more peek at that incredible outfit Morgan is wearing.
 
overlooking the valley of the terror dome

<< Morgan smirked again, at the thought of "Freeing Alison.">>

Freeing Alison indeed

<< she abruptly TURNED AROUND, catching Nicolas looking at her and as the wind blew through her hair, she looked at HIM, sizing him up with a knowing glint in her icy violet eyes.>>

<<in an icy voice, she spoke>>

why don't you take a picture? it'll last longer.

<< laughing softly, she turned around again to look out into the valley, not really bothered by Nicolas either way but certainly noticing his subtle attempts at looking at her.>>

Nicolas and Persephone both bring more physical beauty to this team. Far more than anything that Bane and Tempest could offer. I'm sure my sister will no doubt try her hardest to catch Persephone's attention. and what of Haleigh and Delilah? I wonder if our newest member has taken to look at THEM the way he looks at me? Knowing Delilah, she'd probably burn a hole through him with her laser!

<< Morgan laughs in her mind at the thought of Delilah putting Nicolas in his place for getting fresh with her. but she soon gets her mind back on the business at hand as Nicolas speaks>>

It's not just technology we have to worry about, its MAGICK too. The Wraiths are involved in this as well and until my mother can find a spell in the darkhold to banish them from this realm, we will have to include them in our plan as well. There's no telling what they will do or how much "control" Malice has over them. They don't strike me as the kind to take orders for very long, and I'm sure Malice will have own brigade of guards or troops.

<< stepping forward a bit, Morgan narrowed her eyes with wicked glee as she smiled with a rather demonic gleam>>

I think we should just storm the building and tear them all apart and see whose left standing. We have the power, and we have the will to use it.

<< a sign that Morgan's more bloodthirsty instincts were reassirting themselves as well.>>

When we reach Alison......I will help her.

<< Morgan stopped short of saying anything else on THAT subject.>>
 
Nicolas was clearly caught by Morgan, but he noticed a hint in her tone as he saw her also getting a look that let him know that looking was fine with her. He smirked at her as he responded.

"I have SEEN your pictures. Your photographers should be fired for not doing you justice."

He listened as she gave her input into the battle plan. He liked the idea of storming the place and he believed in the plan.

"If that is what you wish then, follow me in. Haleigh, if you would disrupt ther tech when you see me landing. Here I go."

Nicolas flew into the sky, cloaked in illusion as a great bird. Flying higher and higher until he disappeared from most of their view. At about five nmiles up, he turned and began to plummet towards the dome, feet-first, bolstered and protected by his TK and ready to take it to his enemies for once. For too long he had been worried about what others were going to do. Now they would see why he was called Rampage.
 
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