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Spellbinder

Bitchcraft
The Six
Real Name
Morgan
Missions
7,430
Residence
Manhattan- Sanctum Sanctorum
Ability
Magick-Sorceress Supreme, Stepping Discs, Elemental Embodiment of Air/Wind, Flight, SuperStrength
<<chimes sound off as thunder blasts and a stepping disc opens vertially in the secluded hallway of the TOP floor of Illustra. the concealed blue lighting softly lit the cold corridor as Morgan and Alison stepped forward>>

Well here we are....back in Illustra!

<< turning to look at Guardian>>

Alison, are you sure you're okay??? You've gone for months...and I was very worried. Imagiomg was to you what Black was to me. Maybe we shouldve let Ororo look you over once more.

<< she began checking over Alison. Morgan was always very protective of those she cared about. As she helped Alison down the hall...she couldnt help but notice that her partner, her dear friend, was extremely docile and light footed right now....she seemed detatched from everything around her>>

Alison?
 
::frowning up as she closed her eyes tightly, Alison shook her head...as though she were shaking off some diziness.::

Sorry Morgan...its the temporal shift.....Limbo's "time" passes differently than that on earth's and my power makes me sensitive to it...i could not attempt to harness time in limbo as i do on earth...

plus...having spent time in Limbo as long as i did....the serenity of Ororo's garden and the safety of her castle... i felt as though i would never want to leave!

::making her way to the double doors with Morgan, she stood back as Morgan deactivated her warding spell to let them in.....neither women could sense that someone had been there just hours earlier, masquerading as Morgan. She made her way inside with Morgan to the palatial, sprawling penthouse with its chic, sophisticated decorum and cool breezes flowing round.::

WoW.....you and Ororo really fixed this place up with your master spell after the Citadle caper. i cant believe you actually made accomodations for those others.....they probably arent even GREATFULL for what you did!
 
<<indeed, Spellbinder was unaware that any changes had been made to her penthouse. as they entered into the luxe residence the doors slammed shut behind them and the warding spell reactivated....Spell waved her hand as soft recessed lighting slowly filled the room to give it a cozy feel...and sultry, modern jazz music filled the air from her state of the earth sound system>>

<<SIGH>> Alison..i dont know......but honestly after what ororo said following our escaping the citadle...it seemed like the right thing to do, to provide those wretches a place to stay so that would could all be together. most of them had their own residence...but now Illustra is our group's base of operations.

It appears that our being "The Six" was meant by design and who am I to try to stand in the way of what has been confirmed by many occurrences over the months. But at least I am not on the same floors as they are.

<< rolling her eyes>>

Alison, make your self at home while i fix us some tea...but first let me check on my Tinkerbell.

<<Morgan moved from the large , spacious sunken in living room down a hall way leading to her chamber of dreams....slipping out of her silver heeled stillettos and putting on her comfortable dear foam slippers..a cute, stark contrast from her leather black one shoulder cleavage bearing top and mini skirt. She still remained tall, standing at 6"1 as she ran her hands through her blonde double highlighted hair and waved her hand and soft lighting faded on to dimly light her chamber. she found tinkerbell sitting in a corner....looking rather distressed>>

Tinker?? mommy's home... c'mere little one!

<<tinker meowed in a rather agitated manner...and seemed unwilling to move. when Morgan came over to reach down for her beloved familiar...Tinker arched her back and ran.....scampering under the bed>>

hmm.. thats odd for tink.....to run from me like that. perhaps she's just startled by the music and alison's voice.

<< Spell went back down the hall and passed by the living room seeing Alison sitting on the large leather secitonal and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling panoramic window....enjoying her uninterrupted view of the new york skyline and beyond.Noting that Alison seemed calm and relaxed, Morgan smiled as she went on to her state of the art kitchen and began to prepare a nice pot of tea and some pastries>>

it almost feels like old times...BEFORE we met those other people. but at least NOW my sister is back as well....and she is now safely within Illustra....under my watchfull eye. No one will ever harm her OR alison again.....not without paying for it with their LIFE!

<<Morgan prepared their light refreshments.....totally unaware that she had been a no show for the important press junket of the Parthenon. TWO days had passed since her departure...and no one knew where she had gone...or that she had RETURNED with Alison>>

<< returning to the living with a sterling silver serving tray, along with a pair of cups and saucers, milk, sugar and all the necessary accessories, Spell sat the serving tray on the stylish coffee table and sat across from Alison...with the beautiful night sky as their backdrop, the two women couldve been the image of some ultra modern, Norman Rockwell inspired painting>>

help yourself Ali, I'ts good to ahve you back. How are you feeling now.....has the time change begun to wear off?
 
::back on earth...her mind and her powers readjusted, she felt free, ALIVE...and surprisingly hopefull for what lay ahead....not withstanding her ability as a Seer::

::she drink some tea...and took a pastry as she leaned back into area of the plush leather sectional that she sat in::

::sigh::

you know what Morg?....i feel GREAT actually. My time In Ororo's garden....it really did more for me than just allow her to liberate me from that cancer of imagiomg. the magick and the splendor of it all...it CALMED my soul and my mind. For the first time in ages...i could let go and really just BE.

::the nice, smooth, modern jazz continued to play...it went so well with the dark and starry sky of the night over NYC...as she and Morgan were having some truly "sisterly" time together. for despite all that had happen over the past months, Morgan and Alison were partners, there were "sisters" in every sense BUT blood....they were a TEAM::

Morgan....its nice....finally being back...i think that things will be much better for us all from here on...

::time passed as the two women talked, laughed, and just enjoyed each other. it was a truly rare moment where BOTH women seemed so warm and human but no one else was present to see it as they sat in Morgan's plush, state of the art, palatial penthouse at the top of the technological gem that is Illustra. her magicks protected the perimeter of the entire penthouse from within and without...blocking all possible access, and granting them a well deserved sense of security!::
 
<<Spellbinder was laughing.....but soon...her mind snapped back to the looming eventuality that Guardian would have to confront the revelation about Prophet. She did not want to subject Guardian to any sudden , painfull strain so soon after she had recovered....but she didnt want this to hit Guardian like a truck either. She decided not to spoil the mood....but wait. perhaps the next morning would be a better time to tell her.>>


<< exhaling as she sipped more tea>>

Yes, i think we will be fine. its been a long time since it was just us girls. No problems, no looming threats..just a beautiful evening high above the city.

Even though the rest of them have quaters here, I honestly am not bothered by it. It's not as though i would have done much else with these particular floors and if we HAVE to stick together because of Mystech's possible remergence, then being in one place makes it that much easier. I dont really spend my time wondering what they are doing on the floors below.

<< smirking as she looked out of the panoramic window>>

Haleigh is probably chain smoking and having three ways with Cameron and Alexis. Those three could be cast members from "the real world"...they all have such "COLORFULL" personalities!

<< she said this so mockingly and with a silly look on her face..that she and Guardian both snickered with laughter at the thought of each of them>>

you know...they're all so hard and so raw with it...and i bet they are the first ones to blubber like IDIOTS when they get drunk!! oh wait....Alexis is a recovering alcoholic..i guess after she RANSACKED my liquor cabinet the first night she was here...she must have thought she was filiming a music video or something....and that it would be cute. :rolleyes:

can you imagine Prophet and Haleigh drunk??
 
::Laughing loudly as Spellbinder mocked the others, She didnt seem to think twice about Prophet. could she have forgotten? or perhaps buried what she had learned in her subconscious due to the dire events of the Citadle?......she didnt indicate either way and Spellbinder didnt touch on the subject::

ah yes. I can imagine Mrs. Rambo and her sleezy telepathic side kick Cameron....being the life of the party...as they make total and utter asses out of themselves.

maybe at one of your social events we can work that out!! :D

:: the mischievious side of Alison was reasserting itself as well. She and Morgan were always partner's in crime.::


::the night wore on as more talking and laughter went on. Neither women were expecting any arrivals...but in a little while..the happiness they shared would probably be negated when Prophet and Black Widow arrived looking for Morgan::
 
:: Returning back to Illustra in a record amount of time, Haleigh, Blaze and Cameron got out of the Limo as they headed to the private access elevators that would take them back to Morgan's Penthouse. As they all piled in, Cameron pressed the button as they all waited. He looked at them and made a game plan, hoping that this didn't have to be an entire ordeal. He just wanted to know where she had been. ::

"Okay, so we are just going to go up there, ask her where she was, and if she gets attitude, we will just leave. I REALLY don't feel like a big confrontation. More than five minutes of that wench's mouth are enough for me..."

:: The elevator dinged as they arrived at the Top Floor of Illustra. The hallway leading down to her door was extremely well constructed and decorated. It was definitely better than the hallways and exterior decorating the halls on the lower penthouses had. Cameron almost commented but then realized that hey it was her building and if it was his building it would have been the same. Her business ethic was about the ONLY thing that Cameron respected. As he went to push the door open he was sent blasted back about five feet as he launched into Haleigh, knocking her down as well and most likely Blaze if she wasn't paying much attention. He got up and could only sigh as he let out a macho scream of anger. ::

"Goddammit! A WARDING Spell? Who does she think is going to come in here? Believe me, we have all seen her Penthouse, nobody would want furniture THAT tacky!"

:: He called out to Morgan from the outside of the Penthouse, hopefully the Scrying Glass would activate or something so that she would be able to tell who was outside. ::
 
"Are you kidding? Where's all the fun in that? If she's feeling FROGGY... I want her to LEAP... normally I don't need a reason... but since there are extinuating circumstances forcing us to work together... it would look better for me if i had a legitimate reason to knock her off her motherfuckin pivot. I can't believe she did this... so self-centered, that woman. You'd THINK that since it directly affects her own company... she'd have the professional courtesy to show up... just goes to highlight her adolescent-like egocentrism."

Haleigh stood slightly behind Cameron, her arms folded moodily across her chest, as He touched the door and came careening toward her. She fell backwards, caught off gaurd by his bodyweight. she spilled backwards, hitting the wall. "Oh... she did that shit on PURPOSE!" She growled, she seemed like she was preordained to violence, as she was already angry and hadn't even talked to the woman. Haleigh was in a bad mood... and now she had an outlet. She had the look of a caged tiger just waiting for a tourist to get close enough for her to maul through the bars.
 
<<Spellbinder was startled by the sound of her warding spell blasting back an intruder......and her scrying glass now pulsating from afar.>>

someone's outside the doors!

<< she stood up, waving her hand as the jazz music's volume toned down to the most soft and subtle level.>>

could it be an ATTACK!?

<< rushing across the room to her scrying glass in the far , darkened corner, Spellbinder views the magick lens and sees the area outside her massive front double doors....>>

It's Cameron...AND Haleigh...along with Blaze!

<<her eyes widened at first...but narrowed with contempt as she looked back at Alison>>

this is it...the moment i was NOT looking forward to....well, i must keep it together, for Alison's sake

<< Spellbinder walked quickly from the one side of the extremely large living room passing the area where Alison was sitting and soon was standing at the double doors.....standing tall and square shouldered....she breathed deeply before pointing at the doors and they slowly opened..with the sound of dungeon gates unlocking filling the air...and cold air rushing out to meet three visitors.>>

<< in an icy voice>>: Blaze!....you...brought guests...with you.

<< the luxe penthouse was now darknened...the music had stopped and only the hint of chimes in the air could be heard.....the full moon shown through the panoramic windows and provided a bewitching glow in the sunken in living room...but because of its set up..and massive space...NONE of the three at the door immediately saw Alison...they only saw Spellbinder standing before them....and tinkerbell nearby...peering at them with her sparkling blue eyes>>
 
** Blaze stepped into the limo, they all rode in silence with small talk between Cameron and Haleigh. They were definitely quite a pair of teammates. Rolling to a stop, each of the three got out of the limo. Adjusting her eyes to the brightness of the full moon, causing Blaze to admire the beauty. While she was looking around outside the perimeter, Cameron stepped forward, turning Blaze's eyes went wide, she couldn't warn him of her sister's own security. **

"Cam!"

** But she was cut off, seeing Cameron's muscular form send flying back into Haleigh like boiling pins. Side stepping quickly, making Haleigh smack into the wall instead. Shaking her head with a small smirk, there reactions were priceless. Waving her hand to calm both of them down. **

"Easy Rambet and Rocky, its her own protection. I doubt she does it purposely to irritate you."

** Walking over to them, she offered Cameron and Haleigh a hand up when she heard doors unlocking. And that familiar scent of designer perfume's, Blaze picked up a second track but remained silent until she was greeted by Morgan. Turning around she noticed Tinkerbell with a smile. **

"Hey Tink!" She said sweetly until she became serious, her tone tinted a bit of concern to it, "Hello Morgan, we're sorry to disturb you but Cameron, Haleigh, and myself were wondering why you hadn't showed up at the meeting today, you usually never forget. We just wanted to make sure you were fine and if everything was okay." Stepping closer, Blaze immediately knew it was Alison. **

"Hello Alison, I can't see you but I can track you. If we're disturbing you we'll leave, we didn't want any sort of alarm or confrontation from you. We were just concerned."

** Peering over her shoulder at Haleigh and Cameron, who would hope to play along with concern instead of an attitude. Blaze knew causing a scene or an attitude would provoke both Morgan and Alison. May we come in?" She asked sweetly, her voice soft spoken and warm, much differently then Morgan's cold and icy tone. **
 
<<Spellbinder smiled at her sister, and stepped to the side, motioning>>

<< in an icy voice>>: please, come in. we ...all have much to discuss.
I realize that I missed the press junket, but something far more pressing came up.....

<< from behind her..across the darkened room...Alison could be seen sitting on the couch....>>

and i THINK, that if you ponder it for a moment, you'll know just what i mean.

<< once all three were inside, the double doors slammed shut behind them and the warding spell reactivated. it was the first time they had all been in here since the night the Citadle caper had begun. Tinkerbell crept forward slowly...she was familiar with Blaze and liked her. She rubbed against Blaze a bit...and looked at her, before looking over at Haleigh and Cameron. Her ears went back slightly...as she seemed slightly agitated by those two...>>
 
"Indeed, it seemed you did. I figured as much."

** She lead Haleigh and Cameron inside, once Morgan stepped to the side. Noticing Alison sitting on the couch, Blaze gracefully nodded to her. It was evident in her sage eyes that Blaze highly respected Guardian. **

** A sudden smooth sensation rubbed up against her slacks, making Blaze grin, "hey tinker." She said before gently reaching down to scoop up Morgan's adorable cat in her arms. Making sure Tinkerbell was comfortable before massaging her fur with her hand, "have you been eating Morgan's plants again or is it Madonna?" She spoke so softly to the cat, almost like it was a baby. Walking over to the couch, Blaze sat down with Tink still cradled in her arms. "I know you just love attention." She whispered to the cat, aware the kitty could understand her. Placing Tink down onto the carpet to run off and play, Blaze crossed one leg over the other. She turned her attention to Alison. **

"How are you feeling?"
 
Haleigh bit her lip.... she resisted the temptation to ask if Morgan was getting Alzheimer's in her old age... for the fact she acted like she didn't know Haleigh and Cameron personally and that she 'forgot' about the press junket. Haleigh was goign to make an attepmt to be civil...

"Morgan."

She greeted formally, stepping into the penthouse after Blaze. So far, so good... she was doing well stifling her anger. Tinkerball laid her ears back at the sight of Haleigh and Cameron... and as Haleigh got a couple of steps closer, the cat suddenly hissed. Haleigh narrowed her eyes, a strangely amused grin on her face. "Clever Kitty." She teased, moving into the sitting area. the moment Alison came into view, Haleigh'sgrin contorted, twisting into a sinister and smug smirk... wasn't this a pleasant surprise?

"Alison..... back so soon? Feeling better, I hope... How's the family?" She asked facetiously. It was obvious she was being subtly provacative. not outright, but just enough to give the impression that she was insinuating SOMETHING.
 
:: Cameron was ready to show Morgan what was but he understood Blaze's cool and calm attitude. As much as he wanted to rip her to shreds, he figured he must be sensitive to her at the moment, which was not something he would do in his personal or business life, but only now for the sake of sparing himself a one sided argument, one although he knew he would win in this instance ::

"Yes...just...checking up on you, Morgan. We were worried.."

:: He was choking on the words. Cameron wasn't worried, he was pissed off as Morgan invited them into the Penthouse, talking about the Press Junket as if it was nothing. He guessed she just didn't care that everyone had to cover her ass, even pretend to be her and save her public image while she was in the penthouse doing absolutely nothing. It must have been something extremely incredible to go wrong that prevented Morgan from coming or he would lose his calm attitude. He whispered to Haleigh and sighed, commenting about the situation. ::

"Let's just try and do this as quick and painless as we can.. I know that you too don't want to stay in this woman's Bordello of Blood..."

:: He could see Alison in another room sitting on the couch and became almost instantly stunned and confused about it. Alison was back and nobody had notified him? Did she even remember what they had found out about each other in the Citadle? Did her injuries cause some kind of memory loss? Was she just pretending to be cold and lofty? Cameron walked slowly into the room where she was and gave a half smile to her before sitting down in a chair, not really sure of what to say at all. ::

"Uh, hello.. Alison.. Welcome back...umm.. Yes.. Morgan, what DID happen to make you miss the press junket?"
 
<<spellbinder seated herself next to Alison ....the backdrop of the night sky and the moon provided the only source of light in the now silent parlour ....she GLARED at Haleigh as she and Cameron seated themselves at another end of the sitting area>>

Cameron, I have been in Limbo, helping Ororo to revive and restore Alison. it was NOT an easy task. i left two days ago by earth's time....since time passes differently in Limbo. Alison was my priority....and i was not going to leave her OR Ororo to face Imagiomg's influence alone.

and just so we are clear.....Illustra, your company ALL of this..will ALWAYS take a back seat when the lives of my sister, Alison, Ororo or my mother are at stake.


<<Spellbinder's tone was cold and matter of fact. if Cameron dared to raise his voice to her, she would lash out with such ferocity. But in her mind...she focused on Ororo's voice and her words..admonishing her to CONTROL herself>>

Alison nearly died from toxic shock. It took quite a bit of trevailing on Ororo's part and mine to pull the cancer left behind by Imagiomg out of Alison's body and soul. Even now...she is not COMPLETELY whole yet. So I suggest ALL of you take care when addressing her.

<< she looked directly at Haleigh. Tinkerbell was now sitting on the sectional between Spellbinder and Blaze....she was still unhappy with the presence of Haleigh and Cameron and kept her eyes fixed on them as her tail slowly swished back and forth... Spellbinder looked over to Alison...nodding at her.>>
 
::Guardian's face was that of stone at the sight of Haleigh. she ignored her utterly. turning to see the face of Blaze....the woman whom she saw Spellbinder grieve over for nearly a YEAR....her cobalt blue eyes surveyed the young mutant::

Blaze....its a pleasure to see you again in far calmer circumstances. From all that Morgan has told me of you in years past, i can tell your sister loves you very much....and i am glad that you are back here with her.

::as Spellbinder seated herself next to Alison...Alison looked over at Cameron with a rather detatched look on her face. his transparent attempts at inquiring about her health and wellbeing did not amuse her::

I am alive ....thanks to Ororo and Morgan.....

I didnt realize that so much time had passed.

::apparently she was either unwilling to discuss or UNAWARE of the sibling bond she had with Cameron. the trauma of Imagiomg and the Citadle had forced that surprising revelation out of the forefront of her memory::

So, you came up here to berate Morgan? I'm sorry if my "problem" and her helping me put a wrench into your plans.

::Alison could CLEARLY see what Cameron's true intentions were....her powers were working quite well::
 
** Blaze clasped her hands together neatly in her lap. While the discussion began and already she sensed the air stiffen and a chill cut through the air. Various emotions were beginning to heighten especially from Morgan, Haleigh, and Cameron. Noticing Tinker's tail swaying back and forth, she gently stroked her fur, trying to ease the cat but somehow Blaze knew an argument would stir and she would be caught in the middle. Clearing her voice, her eyes moved onto Hal and Cam to glare at them once. They were walking on thin ice with Morgan especially now that Alison could clearly pinpoint the reason why they were here. **

"Anyone want some tea?"

** She felt like a character on the television show Charmed, Piper Halliwell. Always trying to break up some sort of nasty battle between Morgan and another party. Noticing how dark it was, Blaze glanced at Morgan. **

"I don't recall your place ever being so dark Morgan, care to shed some light on the subject?"

** It was more of a playful tone then a question. She was trying to lighten the mood. Her fingertips curved under Tinker's chin, scratching her there. Most cats adored this area but maybe with how agitated Tink was, perhaps the affection was unwanted. After hearing Morgan explain, Blaze nodded once. "That makes sense." Everything fell into place the more Blaze thought about it. Usually she was curious but with all the trama Alison had gone through, she decided it was best to just listen. **
 
:: Cameron seemed particularly angered at Alison's comments about why they came up here. It was simply none of her business since the problem was with Morgan and not with her. He snapped back at her for intruding on something that didn't involve her at all. ::

"Okay, let's not kid anyone here.. Alison, I had no clue about what had happened to you at all, hence us NOT knowing about where Morgan was, which is why we came up to see her. Yeah it was in a confrontational way but AS you can SEE I have been TRYING not to yell at ANYBODY, so why don't you take Blaze up on her offer and put something in your MOUTH so you won't be able to speak, eh?"

:: Prophet knew that this would enrage Morgan but in a way it was what he wanted. He felt like he was in the same situation again. Those two power hungry wenches felt like they were so superior and that everyone should bow down to them. He didn't care where Morgan was or what she was doing, the simple fact of the matter was that he had counted on her in business and she had let him down. He knew that this was a foreshadow of probable situations to come when Morgan would just cast him aside in order to protect someone else. This was the tension he felt with the Six and the reason why he was hesitant in the first place of even being a part of it. He continued on, at this point not being able to stop himself. ::

"Morgan, I wouldn't have it any other way when your family and friends are concerned. We were UPSET and didn't know what was going ON. You put yourself in my position as I am sure you would NOT be as forgiving as I am right now, so give a little credit. FURTHERMORE, Alison you would think finding out that we are related would cool your jets at least for a little while longer. Man that bump the Demon Mage gave you messed you up WORSE than I thought!"
 
<< Morgan stood up....as lightning flashed so brightly....her face was now enshrouded in shadow....thunder BANGED in the skies around the penthouse....>>

YOU'RE FINISHED HERE!


<< With the speed of thought, Morgan is instantly upon him...PUNCHING him dead in the face and launching up and across the room....he flies into a stepping disc which teleports him BACK into the hall allowing him to fly out...sliding down the hall.. the warding spell flexes...as silver mystic flame now cascades UP the length of the doors>>


<< She turns and glares at Haleigh>>

YOU WANNA PIECE OF ME...LITTLE SPRITE!? SHALL I FEED YOUR ENTRAILS TO THE DEMONS OF LIMBO!?


<<Tinkerbell hisses vehemently at Haleigh. for all the good Morgan had INTENDED......she FAILED when Ororo said it would be most critical.......it all happened so fast>>
 
Haleigh eyeballed the cat as it swished its tail. She could see Blaze out of the corner of her eye and felt the glare she inflicted on Haleigh. She felt rather unjustly scolded... she hadn't even done anything yet. She couldn't help if her mere presence put these people on a bed of nails. She looked at Morgan, studying the woman's expressions. She looked at Alison briefly and felt a swell of anger. She wanted to spring across the middle of the room and open a few new holes in the woman's face.... but she remained still, crossing her legs at the knee and clasping her hands in her lap. She kept quiet... this was more Cameron's issue, she was here for moral support.

Things happened so suddenly... that Haleigh watched it unfold with an inhuman detachment almost. She didn't jump to her feet or reach for her gun or even register expressional shock, she looked up at Morgan as the woman rounded on her, strangely calm and unresponsive. She acted as though the woman had just asked her how her day was. Haleigh evaluated the situation and new arrangements, calmly calculating in an almost computer-like fashion. She wasn't foolish... she was outnumbered here... there was no immediate retaliation that would benefit her or Cameron... Tink hisses and Haleigh returns her gaze to the animal before looking up at Spell again.

"Okay.... well done Morgan, you have just successfully demonstrated the self-control and anger management abilities of an eight year old." Haleigh made eye contact with Blaze. "Ace... what i want you to take away from this interaction, and remember each time you defend your sister to me...is that I was TRYING to be civil... and you gave ME the dirty look here. I dont just make this shit up... she really DOES need a psychological evaluation."

Haleigh stood, looking at Morgan as she buttoned her suit jacket. She didnt seemed alarmed or intimidated. She was more poised and calculated than she'd ever been around Morgan and Alison. "Morgan.... you aren't going to want to hear this.... but I have ONE more thing to address with you.... not only was what you did unprofessional.... it was VERY dangerous. If you'd not returned for MONTHS or worse, been badly hurt... we wouldn't be able to assist you... we wouldn't have even known where to LOOK.... as you neglected to tell ANYONE where you were going. Furthermore.... you put the rest of us in jeopardy with this stunt... we arent SIX if there are only THREE of us in the city. We are SUPPOSED to behave like a team. In the future... it would be best to at LEAST tell Blaze... so that SOMEONE knows."

She had the tone of an adult explaining to a 10 year old what she'd done wrong. She nodded politely at Alison, then looked at Blaze and finally back at Mo. "Alison... welcome back, it was.... nice.... seeing you again. Blaze, come by my apartment later to discuss the particulars of our.... agreement. Morgan... if you will show me out, I believe this little visit has been long enough."

She let the news of Blaze's acceptance linger a bit... Spellbinder would no doubt pounce on that... wanting to know what it meant... but Haleigh would let it weigh... and not divulge the info... a subtle stab of revenge. Haleigh could cause anguish insidiously... and being manipulative was more fun and more rewarding than being outright violent-- though that definitely felt good too.
 
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