The Gala Event

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Seven o'clock was quickly approaching as Alexis was running around her apartment trying to finish up getting ready. Dressed in a one of a kind Versace gown (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v645/hollyfan/2.jpg), Alexis had the dress custom made especially for this event. She always did enjoy getting dressed up for occasions like this; it was a way for her to showcase how elegant she could truly be. Shuffling into the bathroom, Alexis needed to spritz her hair (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v645/hollyfan/untitled.jpg) one last time with some hair spray before she put on her jewelry, shoes, and perfume. Her sleek up do only complimented the truly exquisite dress she had on, making Alexis' overall look, flawless. Walking out of the bathroom, she headed straight for her dresser, picking up the simple inch long diamond earings that were already laid out. Putting them into her ears, she then picked up her diamond cuff braclet, slipped it onto her wrist, followed by a beautifully square cut diamond ring in which she placed on her right ring finger. Alexis was now fully dressed. Before leaving her bedroom, she quickly picked up her 'Amor Amor' designer perfume, and prayed it on her bare neck. Now smelling as good as she looked, she was ready to grab a quick, yet light, bite to eat, before heading off to the event. ::

:: Making her way down the hallway, the blonde's heals made a soft clicking noise on the hardwood floor until her shoes finally met with the carpet. Trekking through the livingroom and to the kitchen, she picked up her silver sequence clutch handbag and opened it, double checking that she had her money, cell phone, lip gloss, and compact. Check, check, check and check. Everything was accounted for. Placing her clutch down, she turned to the fridge and opened it, grabbing a yogurt. Closing the fridge, she headed to one of the utensil draws, opening it, and removing a spoon. While there, she pressed the "speaker" button, on the phone which sat in the kitchen, and then pressed "2". Dialing could be heard out loud as she called up Cameron to see if he was almost ready to leave. ::

"Pick up your phone, lover boy."

:: Taking a bite of her strawberry banana yogurt, Alexis leaned her body weight against the counter top, facing the phone, awaiting Cameron to pick up. ::

[Bane]

Adrian shifted in his black, leather seat, gazing out through the window at the passing houses and apartment complexes. He sighed audibly, but the limousine driver, Cathy, knew better than to ask. Even after several years of employment, he was a mystery to her. You knew only as much as Adrian wanted you to. Which, really, wasn't much.

Cathy was relieved to break the awkward silence by happily announcing their arrival at the Illustra building. Her dark, alluring eyes glanced to Adrian in the rearview mirror, and he nodded, a grin on his face. Her heart fluttered, but she ignored the impulse. "Will you be greeting Ms. Quartermaine, sir?"

Adrian shook his head. Without another word, Cathy sifted the glove compartment and found his cell-phone, surpressing a sigh. It was a needless $1000 purchase, and as a girl coming from a very poor family, she was still astounded by his flamboyant lifestyle and equally flamboyant spendings. Entering in two different sets of passwords, she then proceeded to scroll down the substantial list of celebrities and finally found a number for Quartermaine, A. Tossing back a black lock of hair, Cathy put the cell-phone to her ear and pressed "call".

From the back of the limousine, Adrian watched, a bemused expression on his face. Ring, ring, my darling. He gently traced a soft petal from the bouquet of white oleanders in his lap, waiting.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Either Cameron was in the bathroom fixing his hair for the 50th time, or he had already left. Either way, Alexis sighed pressing the off button to her landline phone. Tossing her spoon into the sink, she opened up one of the larger floor cabinets, revealing a hidden trashcan. Throwing her empty yogurt cup away, she then looked over hearing her phone begin to ring. Ahh, Cameron must of finally gotten that last strand of hair in place. Rolling her eyes with a small smile appearing on her lips, she leaned over the counter top looking at the caller ID. Odd...it was a number she didn't recognize. Picking the cordless phone up off of it's charger, she placed it to her ear. ::

"Hello?"

[Bane]

"Ms. Quartermaine," Cathy responded from the other end of the line, hinting at a Spanish heritage with the slight sharp stress of the constonants, "Adria--I mean to say, Mr. Lockhart, has arrived and is waiting for you outside."

She bit back a laugh. As hopelessly charmed as she was with Adrian, she found his "wooing" tactics a bit juvenile. Turning slightly to again regard him with her sultry gaze, Cathy smiled. He grinned back, aware of her thoughts. Other celebrities would have regarded Cathy as an eccentric driver and a hopeless flirt, but he had found both qualities alluring. Not that those were the only qualities..that dress for instance, effectively made the woman an instant orgasm on heels.

Adrian smoothed an eyebrow with his index finger and checked his expensive gold watch. He figured he had 5 minutes before he would meet Alexis. He shifted in his seat and leaned forward, a suggestive look on his face. Cathy put a hand over the receiver, giggling. Adrian's dark gaze drew her in. Fuck. This was so unprofessional. She shouldn't. No...

Having forced herself to look away, Cathy sneeked a peak at him.

Adrian licked his lips.

Fuck.

An audible 'thump' was heard as Cathy fell into the back seat area.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Hearing the unfamiliar voice, she didn't know of any Cathy...but soon, her questions were answered. Adrian. The egotistical ass from her office. A small smirk appeared on the blondes lips... ::

"Oh of course. I'll be down in a minute."

:: Not hearing any responds...she only heard what sounded like the phone dropping. Raising both her eyebrows, Alexis shrugged and hung up the phone. With a soft giggle, Lexi headed over to one of her kitchen draws, opening it. Ripping off a piece of blank paper from a pad, she then took out a pen and closed the draw. Placing the paper down upon the counter top, she began to write in script. ::

"My sincere apologizes, Adrian.
But unfortunately. I don't accept dates from losers.
Love Alexis"

:: Smiling down at the letter, she placed the pen down and lifted the paper off of the counter. Sealing it with a "kiss", she looked, once again, at the piece of paper, now having an impression of her lips at the end of the letter. Folding it into thirds, she then wrote "Adrian" on the blank part of the letter, as her grin grew bigger with pleasure. Turning to her clutch purse, she picked it up and headed for the door. ::

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:: Exiting the express elevator which went to the rear entrance of the building, the doorman, Nikolas, immediately smiled at Alexis. ::

Nikolas: "You look stunning Ms. Quartermaine."

:: Smiling graciously to Nikolas, he was always a flirt. ::

"Thank you, Nikolas....If you could, would you please head out front for me? There will be a large black limo waiting there with a Mr. Adrian Lockhart inside. And just give him this letter."

:: Smiling, she handed the letter to Nikolas who once again smiled to Alexis and nodded. Turning to the door, Nikolas opened it for her, revealing a large black stretch limo which was parked, awaiting to take Alexis to the Gala. Stepping outside, she turned once again to Nikolas. ::

"Thank you."

:: And with a playful wink, the blonde proceeded to get into her limo and head off to the Gala. ::

---

:: Of course following Alexis' orders, Nikolas proceeded to make his way from the rear of the building to the front. Pushing the large floor to ceiling glass double doors open, Nikolas indeed saw the black limo parked out front as Alexis had explained. Walking to the rear of the limo, he proceeded to knock gently on the tinted window. ::

[Bane]

Adrian drew in a deep breath, wiping some sweat off of his brow. He grinned down contendedly at Cathy, who had her adorable head strewn across his naked torso. Some stray locks of her black hair tickled him, and he adjusted himself accordingly.

"Cathy, babe," Adrian began, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Oh, right, yes," she said hastily, sitting up. Her dark eyes quickly scanned her dress. Thank God, no mess. Cathy smiled cheerfully, smoothing it out. She felt her eyes flutter -- the scent of him. Insatiable, she was. Damn girl, get ahold of yourself. Cathy glanced briefly back at Adrian. He looked absolutely delicious. She licked her lips and, picking up the long forgotten cell-phone, crawled back to the driver's seat.

Adrian himself methodolically went through the habit of putting back a suit that was disarrayed after a steamy sesion of sex. Though after countless tosses in limousines with her, Adrian was happy to find Cathy's skill was ever-increasing. He sniffed some, and sighed. Besides the scent of sex, his pheromones had kicked into overdrive, and even he could smell the hint of chocolate and mint.

Flicking on the air-conditioning, he turned to the car door and opened it. He had an arm ready with the flowers, but much to his surprise, Adrian was greeted with the sight of the doorman.

"Ah..what?" He stared at the man.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Nikolas looked down at Adrian and nodded to him respectfully. ::

"Mr. Lockhart."

:: Handing him the letter, Nikolas once again nodded before he turned and headed back into Illustra. ::

[Bane]

Adrian looked from the doorman to the letter that he held, and took it. He closed the car door and opened the envelope, his eyes absorbing the offensive words and the teasing lipstick-print kiss.

Cathy, having turned in preparation to greet Adrian's date, was also surprised to find a letter instead of a woman. It didn't take her long to put two and two together, and suddenly she was very afraid. No man took rejection well. And there was no telling how Adrian would handle the, undoubtedly, first rejection of his life.

Except Adrian wasn't your average man.

"Cathy, honey, be a nice gal and give me my cell phone please," Adrian said.

Cathy stared. She was a damn loyal employee, and she loved the sex they had, but if Adrian was going to order the girl's damn execution, she'd get the police on his ass.

"I'm just calling Brad," he added as he saw the look on her face, a laugh leaving his lips.

Cathy was relieved. She did not like the cops nor the idea of sicking them on his ass. Especially since it was a nice ass. And his lips, she could chew on them.. OK, enough, she retorted, mentally scolding herself. But that smell..oh, right, cell phone. Cathy tossed it to Adrian.

He flipped it open and speed-dialed Brad. Adrian checked his watch and sighed. His personal secretary was undoubtedly in some nightclub at this hour (instead of at work, where he was supposed to be).

"Hey boss!" A voice finally greeted him, muffled by the sure sound of sultry music and female company on the other line.

"Brad," Adrian responded dryly, though a playful smirk creased his lips. He nodded to Cathy, and the limousine began moving.

In one of New York City's hottest clubs, the secretary pushed away the girl that was nibbling at his earlobe as he heard the request. A crude "thump" indicated her swift descension to the floor. But Brad didn't care. Jesus Christ.

"You want me to do WHAT?!"

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Finally arriving at The Parthenon, Alexis' limo pulled up at the entrance, which was already swarming with camera crews, paparazzi, and fans trying to catch a glimpse at the many celebrities that would be arriving. The crowd began to go wild as they spotted the limo. Bulbs began to flash, reporters began to speak, anticipating who was here. Sitting back, Alexis opened her clutch purse, taking out her lip gloss and compact. Flipping the compact open, she looked at herself in the mirror before reapplying her pink lip gloss and closing both and putting them back into her purse. Pressing her lips together, she scooted near the door... ::

"Show time."

:: With that, her driver stepped out of the limo and made his way around to Alexis' door. Opening, Alexis extended her leg out of the limo, until finally, he stood, revealing herself to the crowd. People began to clap and cheer as flash bulbs illuminated the blonde. Smiling graciously to everyone, she made her way down the short red carpet to the doors of The Parthenon. She wouldn't be giving any interviews at this time because of her hosting duties, but later on in the evening when things began to calm down, she was more then happy to oblige. ::

:: Stepping past the large doors, Alexis finally entered, seeing the waiters and waitresses pick up their trays full of wine; prepared to serve. Soft classical music began to play in the large, elegantly decorated dining hall. Smiling to the guest whom were already there, the CEO began to meet and greet everyone, awaiting for her other partners to show up. ::

[Bane]

Adrian's black limo came to a halt in front of The Parthenon's entrance. Cathy walked out of the vehicle, reporter's catching sight of the limousine driver and wondering if she was a celebrity herself -- she sure as hell looked the part.

Cathy smiled for some flashing cameras briefly, almost feeling like a celebrity. With Adrian at her side.. she sighed, shaking her head and curtly arriving to the passenger's side.

Opening the door, Adrian Lockhart stepped out, and an audible gasp resonated from the audience of media officials. Any event that this celebrity superstar attended was worth noting, especially since virtually every one of his outings proved to be eventful. He looked dashing in his black tuxedo, with a healthy glow that only came from recently having had sex. Practiced as ever, Adrian briefly posed for the cameras as Cathy hurried away. He waited.

Hold the phone. Hadn't his date ditched him?

A flash of a tanned, smooth thigh. A whiff of some exquisite, almost bittersweet perfume. And then the figure of heavenly Laetitia Casta was being hoisted by Adrian, who effortlessly raised her to stand beside him. As the woman who was recently named the most beautiful female in the world by numerous magazines, her presence here, coupled with Adrian's, caused an absolute uproar. A few other celebrities who had arrived looked flustered and peevish as all cameras were directed to the two, and for a few minutes, Adrian and Laetitia were bathed in continuous light.

"Isn't she doing a photo shoot in France?" one bewildered member of the paparazzi whispered hoarsley. A brief murmur of agreement and astonishment arose from those within hearing vicnity. But hell, if anyone could pull this feat off, it was Adrian.

They walked together with the calm assurance of media darlings. Laetitia wore an exquisite midnight blue dress of a velvet material, which clung lusciously to every part of her body, outlining a vulpturous physique. Yet even this woman couldn't outshine Adrian. Rather, she was there to augment him. But if Laetitia had any clue as to Adrian's intentions, she didn't show it. In contrast, the supermodel looked absolutely enthralled by her male date. Her eyes shined delightedly, almost euphorically, as Adrian escorted them across the red carpet.

Adrian waited for a suitable moment, and then chose to stop as reporters bombarded him with questions. He cocked his head slightly, eyes formed in slits of concentration, until he found that one essential question.

"Adrian! Adrian! Isn't it true that you and Tempo Magazine have decided to do business?" a reporter asked.

Adrian smiled, his voice rising effortlessly amongst the roar of noises that typically accompanied an event such as this one.

"Tempo Magazine and I have been discussing things," he responded to the inquisitive reporter. That reporter appeared elated to be the one fortunate enough to garner Adrian's attention.

"Infact, I have had the pleasure of meeting their lovely CEO, Alexis Quartermaine," he continued as reporters hung on his every word. A look of intense pain and turmoil suddenly sprang up on Adrian's features, but he appeared to mask the moment of vulnerability with that brave grin everyone loved.

"I was to take Ms. Quartermaine to this fabulous event, but unfortunately she appears to have made different plans," Adrian said. "However, Laetitia has been a lovely date," he said, directing this comment to her with a grin. She grinned back. They laughed, like a couple in love.

But the reporters weren't "fooled." They had heard every word, and had dually noted Adrian's fleeting, painfully transparent expression. Of course he'd try and put on a brave face, but they all knew this man had his heart broken.

It took the fans a little longer to realize the truth of the matter, but the exciting buzz that had arisen with Adrian's last words now reached their ears. They looked scandalized. That whore had ditched Adrian Lockhart? A good dozen or so that had chosen to come to this event just for him, and who were waving banners that professed their undying love, now wore looks of contempt, and appeared quite capable of murder.

On that same vein, magazine editors were brandishing cell phones and making calls with surreptitious expressions. Reporters looked horrified. Many of the most influential members of media, who were present here today, had actually made their careers on Adrian's name, and they just hated, hated, to see this charming young man be denied his heart's wishes.

Of course, it didn't help that virtually every mind present was drugged with the pheromones that had spread the instant that Adrian arrived. Though really, they were hardly necessary, as Adrian had a legendary control over any gathering, what with his gorgeous face, sculpted body and amiable personality.

Pretending not to notice the stunned, outraged faces of the masses, Adrian turned on his heel and after a few moments of autograph signing, walked through the entrance of The Parthenon.

If someone were to pay close enough attention, they'd notice the smallest of smirk's on Adrian's face. Entering the building, he looked utterly within his element.

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron finished putting the cufflinks on his jacket as he looked at the clock. It was almost time to go. He looked at his suit (http://www.markcollier.net/Galleries/albums/userpics/10001/emmy2004_037.jpg) in the mirror. He was looking good tonight. His hair and make up people had left a little while ago as did Nancy O' Dell with Entertainment Tonight getting an inside sneak peak on himself getting ready for the event. He turned the lights off to the Executive Suite in the Parthenon where all of his stuff was for now that he had left Illustra. He went down on the second floor to check on Vivica and Erika who were getting ready together. The two had become fast friends since meeting each other. Probably because they were the two that actually really understood Cameron. He opened the door and smiled. ::

"Are you ladies Decent?"

:: The girls called him into the Bathroom where they were getting their make up finished up and both were already dressed. Vivica was looking quite stunning in a beautiful mocha Valentino (http://www.fashiondish.com/issues/images/jan2202images/HalleBerry500.jpg) Gown, her hair in large curls and flowing from her face that left her with a bright and welcoming glow (http://images.absolutely.net/rp/6157_banks_tyra_27.jpg)[/url]. She looked absolutely ravishing. Cameron walked up and kissed her on the shoulder to say hello in a completely best friend sort of way. He turned to his sister who surprised him the most. She looked so Hollywood as if she could stand next to the actresses and musicians that would be there. Her hair in this tresses and her dress a form fitting and fun colorful but sexy design. She looked ravishing (http://www.kelly-monaco.net/gallery/albums/events/04emmys/normal_04emmys05.jpg). He looked over at her and winked. He could tell she was enjoying herself. ::

"Well if it isn't the Belles of the Ball! You both look great! I am going to have to fight them off with sticks!"

:: Suddenly his cell phone began to ring as he picked it up and looked at the ID. It was flashing "Alexis". He excused himself and took the phone call. ::

"Hey Lex, what's up?"

:: It was too late. She had got tired of waiting. As the girls finished and they all headed downstairs and out the back entrance and into the Limo for the SHORT limo ride to the front of the Parthenon to do a proper entrance. They stepped out of the Limo and Into the Limelight ::

Reporter: Cameron! Cameron! You've been linked from everyone from Paris Hilton to Alexis Quartermaine! Are the rumors true?

Cameron: No Comment!

Reporter: Vivica! Ms. Lennox! Over Here! You're so beautiful, why work for Cameron King when you could TRUMP him by yourself.

Vivica: You know what they say! Keep your friends close and your ENEMIES closer.

:: Vivica grabs Cameron and gives him a huge Bear Hug which turns into a huge Photo Op ::

Reporter: Mr. King! Is this really your SISTER? She is one hot Number! Where have you been hiding her?

:: Erika stands forward ::

Erika: In your DREAMS, loverboy!

:: She opts for the Camera in a number of poses. She was definitely loving being in the limelight. Who knew? This could be a new future for her. As they stepped inside and soon found themselves coming near Alexis, but Cameron was soon headed off by a Business Associate ::

Amanda Woodward: Ah! Cameron! Nice to see fame hasn't gotten to your BIG head! Do you REALLY think that two dates is overstroking that big ego of yours?

:: Cameron sighed. Amanda Woodward! She was in the advertising business and in fact the agency that Cameron had turned down so that he could work with Illustra. Now that their partnership was over, Cameron realized he might have to suck up to her to get her business back, but he couldn't resist. ::

Cameron: Amanda! Darling! You look beautiful! Did you bring Husband #7 along with you or did he want to stay home and diddle the maid?

Amanda: Very funny, King! But let's just say I know about your little break up with Illustra! It won't be long until your begging like the dog that you are to land me as the new lead of your campaign, and if and when that happens, and it WILL, I am MORE than sure we can work something out. For a price.

:: Amanda takes a minute to look over Vivica and laughs ::

Amanda: Though I am not too sure about your lap dog Bonifah over there.. I mean you are looking unbeWEAVEable tonight! But I will chat with you both later! Enjoy your evening!

:: Taking a sip of her champagne, Amanda walks off, satisfied. Cameron takes a sigh and whispers over to Vivica ::

"I know that sounds bad, but two words sound worse. Morgan Victoria..."

:: Vivica dispersed to mingle with some celebrities and Socialites as Cameron made his way to Alexis and took her hand ::

"You look great!"

:: Giving her a small kiss he apologized about the call ::

"Sorry about the call! I just didn't pick up in time.. but anyway.. you enjoying yourself?

[Jill Monroe]

<< while moving through her penthouse at the top of Illustra...the up tempo, dreamy yet bass bumping sounds of Madonna's "Ray of Light" played through the state of the art sound system. Morgan was energized in a way she hadn't felt since she first joined VALIANT. Prophet had been booted out of Illustra and The Six, Ororo ripped him a new asshole and helped Morgan regain the control she had long lost. She was prepared to show herself at this gala...for the fashion world was ablaze with speculation about Morgan's long awaited return. Alexis' multiple page interview in Tempo Magazine along with the photography of the late Haleigh Davidoff's "Liquid Crystal Images" had more than captured the elegance and long standing clout and influence of the icy, bitchy super model...and now, with its release in concert with this gala....Morgan would storm the red carpet and feed the insatiable appetite of the papparazzi, fans, colleagues in the fashion world. Alison, her mother Karen, along with her long time friends, Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barnett would be there as well.>>

<< having lavished herself in her shower chambers and restored the wintery glow to her skin, Morgan was now prepared to slip into her gown for the evening's event. Going for a simple, clean yet figure flatering appearence...Morgan was going for a "back to basics" theme that would show case her body's feminine, statuesque appearence along with her wintery elegant face>>

[OOC: regretably, vera wang.com doesnt allow the images' urls or properties to be copied so i cannot post the images here...ill just do an indepth description]

BIC:

<< standing in front of her three-way, liquid crystal mirror, on the slightly raised pedestal, Morgan waves her hand...as a sparkling trail of magicks flow from the top of her head down to her feet...and with a chime and flash of light, she is now wearing a Vera Wang black gown w/ sequin shoulder strap and belt. The gown is sheath in design with the bodice hugging the curves of her body just enough to give accent her tall, slender feminine frame and give a tastefull view of her ample cleavage. the understated elegance of the gown is rounded off by gem toned black, open toed high heels w/ straps. around her neck is a beautiful blue/white diamond choker necklace, on loan from Harry Winston. along with the complimenting blue/white diamond "tear" earings. They provide the flash and wintery sparkler that Morgan is known for. Giving her a look of simple effortless evening chic>>

<< her hair is sleek and pulled back in a stylish glossed bun...to allow focus on her face and icy violet eyes which are subtlely enhanced by the LIGHTEST touch of ice toned eye shadow.>>

<<doing a quick turn....everything is perfect from front to back.>>

<< in an icy voice>>: fantastic! my limousine driver should be arriving any moment. Alison will be meeting me down stairs on the main floor. I wonder what she chose.....

<< admiring her streamlined, stylish look...Morgan winked at the liquid crystal mirror before grabbing her black gem toned clutch (coordinating with her heels) and notices tinkerbell looking at her while sitting on the bed.>>

well tinkerbell mommy is off now for an evening of..."fun". you be good and keep things in order here okay?

<< stroking her beloved siamese before kissing her forehead...Morgan steps back and snaps her fingers...teleporting via stepping disc from the 106th floor of Illustra down to the art deco, cutting edge main lobby/reception area of the first floor.....she awaits Alison's arrival...curious to see what the Seer chose for her outfit. Morgan breathed deeply. She looked so beautiful and elegant...there was no hint of "Spellbinder" or "Demon Sorceress" about her right now. But would that asshole Cameron King ruin it?? Hopefully he had taken heed to Ororo's warning. If he crossed her, he would DIE. Still, at this moment, Morgan seemed to be "happy" and looking forward to reuniting with old friends in the fashion world and seeing fans again. >>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Mingling with the other guest, Alexis soon noticed Cameron, Vivica, and Erika arrive at the Gala. They all looked wonderful! Smiling to the Mayor of New York City, she nodded to him, excusing herself so she could go say hi to Cam. Making her way up to meet him, she smiled as he complimented the way she looked. ::

"Why thank you."

:: With a soft laugh, she looked to both Vivica and Erika, whom were looking ravishing themselves. ::

"You both look so amazing!!"

:: Alexis' smile grew bigger. Everything was going perfectly!! The Gala was a hit! The guests were all cheerful and having a great time. Nothing could ruin this night...well, almost. Something caught her attention towards the entrance...Looking towards the large doors, she noticed Adrian and his date had finally arrived. Raising a brow, a devilish smirk appeared on the blondes lips. ::

"Excuse me for one second."

:: Proceeding to make her way across the large dining hall towards Adrian, she noticed one of her security guards (also dressed up for the event), pass by. ::

"Oh, Ross!"

:: Placing her slender hand on the bouncers large upper arm, he casually stopped and looked to Alexis, smiling at her. Smiling back at Ross, she was only a few feet away from Adrian, but didn't look at him. ::

"Ross, do me a favor. I see that some rats and tramps were able to wriggle their way past security...could you make sure to double up the guards...this is a classy event. I don't want vermin running around."

:: Alexis' voice escalating over the crowd load enough to Adrian and his slut of a date to hear. Yes...of course, she was speaking about them. Alexis was always subtle when it came to her displeasure. ;) Ross grinned with amusement, nodding to Alexis. As he made his way past her, she turned to Adrian and his date, allowing a "surprised" look to appear on her face. ::

"Oh! Adrian! I see you've finally arrived. And with a date no less. Well...you two enjoy the festivities."

:: With a cute, yet condescending-like smile, Alexis turned from the two and headed back to Cameron, Vivica, and Erika. She couldn't help but laugh to herself....that boy needed to learn he wasn't the cherry on top of everyone's sundae in this world. ::

"Sorry...business as usual. Anyhow...Morgan should be making her appearance soon..."

:: Looking to Cameron, Alexis raised both her brows, hinting her confusion about his quick phone call he made to her earlier. ::

"So what exactly happened with you and her? You gave me the cliffs notes version earlier....a very bad cliffs notes version I might add."

[Bane]

Adrian entered and observed the atmosphere. A large congregation of some of New York's most influential, powerful and, not to mention, famous. He was bemused that it was the byproduct of Alexis. Both he and Laetitia had nay time to breath before "Bunny" Bell, a prominent socialite, greeted them with a croaky hello. Adrian inwardly sighed. Bunny was as old and wrinkly as a prune and carried an infamous enthusiam for plastic surgey. But despite his displeasure, he grinned at her; Bunny had influence, and he ever craved it.

"Bunny, lovely as ever," he crooned, taking her hand and repressing the urge to gag as his lips kissed her wrinkly hand.

Bunny feigned modesty and giggled flirtasiously as she removed her hand, an undeniable blush reaching her cheeks. She batted her eyelashes at Adrian, responding smoothly, "Only for you, Adrian my dear." He nodded, and Bunny finally averted her gaze to his date, Laetitia.

"Oh, what a beautiful girl! Laetitia Casta... darling... what are you doing here in America? Though, I can't quite blame you for traveling halfway across the world for this lovely man. Adrian is such a catch. "

Adrian laughed and kissed Laetita on the cheek, explaining apologetically to Bunny, "Lae can't speak very much English."

Bunny looked unphased. "Oh, well, I'm sure you'll teach her enough to get by, Adrian," she said in a suggestive tone, and Adrian shook his head, laughing again. "Come, dear, I want you to meet some people," Bunny said, beckoning him briefly with a bejeweled hand and then gliding off.

"What an old hag," Laetitia whispered to Adrian in perfect English, and he grinned at her. They both watched, amused, as Bunny wandered away without noticing they had failed to follow. Adrian suddenly heard the sarcastic voice of Alexis carrying through the noisey crowd to his ears. He spotted her nearby, and begrudgingly admitted she looked dazzling. Though, not as much as Laetitia, he would note with satisfaction.

Adrian nodded as she greeted them both, a grin breaking out on his features.

"L'était Alexis?" Laetitia said to Adrian, her beautiful features slightly darkening as Alexis walked away. "Ne pas inquiéter, mon chéri," he answered back, smirking confidentaly at her. Laetitia relented, finding herself short of breath under his gaze.

"Come, let us..mingle," he said to her, taking Laetitia gently by the hand. As he guided her to a crowd of businessmen, Adrian turned his head to watch Alexis once more. By the end of this night, she will be moaning his name under a star-swept sky, he decided.

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron sighed as he went over what had happened with Morgan. He had been almost positively beaming, like his old self before the mentioning of Morgan Victoria. He took a Martini from the hand of one of the waiters and took a swig. ::

"Well, I was in Vivica's Office upstairs and Morgan teleported me to Limbo where she preceded to tell me that I was the reason that she does anything wrong in her life and that I should be expunged.. you know the usual M.O. for her. Anyway, I snapped back at her, she almost killed me, I had to aplogize for thing I have ALREADY apologized to everyone else for about a Million Times, Ororo came in, scolded me yet again and sent me back to NYC in the middle of Times Square. That's what happened. We have severed all ties, I am no longer part of the Six nor am I working with Illustra, but that is something that we may be able to talk what to do about THAT later.. I am FAR from done with Illustra.. but let's not have that woman ruin this evening. It is positively maddening how well the turnout has been so far. There are socialites and celebrities swarming this place. Everyone wants a piece of us. Feels Good!"

:: Turning to the left he spotted socialites such as Emma Frost and Candace Bushnell as well as celebrities Shannen Doherty and Paris Hilton. He would alert security to keep an eye on those two. There would be no drink splashing TONIGHT. Everything was going as planned. It WOULD be a perfect evening until Morgan arrived. She would undoubtedly be her annoying ass self and just TEMPT Cameron to do something and then blame him later for it. Seemed to be how she operated. Blamed everyone but herself for everything. Whatever. Why was he wasting his time thinking about her? He was finally FREE! ::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Narrowing her eyes at Cameron as he explained the events that unfolded in Limbo, Alexis sighed....Looking away from him, she lifted her hand in the air and waved over a waiter who was serving drinks near by. Looking back at Cameron, Alexis simply just shook her head. How could Morgan kick Cameron out of The Six? The Six were a GROUP of people brought together by "the powers that be" in order to help the world. Since when was there a leader? When was there a vote to remove Cameron? This was ridiculous. ::

:: As the waiter made his way over, Alexis looked over the tray of beverages he held in his hand and decided on a some sparkling apple cider. Alexis, ahead of time, made sure there were alcoholic and non alcoholic drinks available for everyone at tonight’s event. Nodding to the waiter, dismissing him, she turned back to Cameron while taking a small sip of her drink. ::

"I know this is asking a lot Cam...but lets not have a riot tonight. If Morgan says something that pisses you off, just hold your tongue. Same goes for me...There are too many well known and influential people around to cause a dramatic scene and ruin one of our careers. Let's just have a good time tonight and we'll figure out this whole thing tomorrow."

:: This night was beyond important to not only Cameron and Morgan. But to herself and her magazine as well. One screw up could land her Gala on the front of tabloid magazines all around the world. And Alexis wasn't about to allow that to happen. So far, everything was perfect. The night was going so well! And undoubtedly when Morgan showed up, there would be some tension between herself and Cameron, but nevertheless, Alexis knew they would be professional because this Gala affected them as much as it did her. ::

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian blinked into view...standing before morgan wearing an outfit that NO ONE would suspect of the intimidating, marble cold sorceress. A striking, edgy,provacotive design by Donatella Versace (http://www.generalcelebrities.net/celebrities/m/Madonna/images/full/c-Madonna06-Versace.jpg). ::


:: stepping forward before placing her hands on her hips and smirking at Morgan, Guardian spoke::

well, you said you wanted me to help you cause a stir tonight...so i figured i'd try this little number.

::her hair was jet black, bone straight..and her make up was light, subtle..giving her a clean, yet provocative, slightly gothic look...it was definately ANOTHER suprising move on the part of Alison Marble::

is our "date" here??

[Jill Monroe]

<< Spellbinder gasped...and giggled at the sight of Guardian's outfit.>>

my stars!! now THAT is a new look for you Alison! showing off that tight body of yours in a way thats titllating and SURE to infuriate your brother and his saintly sister.....not to mention draw more attention to Illustra and their affiliations/close ties with the Versace fashion house. I couldnt wear something like that tonight..as i'm the "crown jewel" of this event..its my "comeback" to the fashion world after a hiatus for so long...



its PERFECT. and when we get done revealing what we have in store for Cameron...itll drive him and his wretched company out of NYC and back to the west coast...right where he belongs.


<< she giggled as she held out her hand.>>

come on..our adoring public awaits...

<< the women strutted with lofty elegance...Morgan's glamorous chic appearence...contrasted by Alison's edgy, provocative appearence..and out the doors they went ...toward the black super stretch custom designed Escalade...the door was opened for the laides...as their surprise guest welcomed them>>


arriving at the gala

<< word of Morgan Victoria, CEO and signature super model of Illustra, arfrving at the read carpet and the "beauty pass" where she , alison and their "guest" would pose had spread like wild fire and fans began to cheer...as people inside began to turn their attention toward the outside....flashbulbs from photographers began to go off faster and the buzz grew>>

<< the doors to the Escalade super stretch open...and P. Diddy, hip-hop mogul and fashion power house steps out...surprising EVERYONE as the fans began to scream and cheer. DIddy looks dashing and dapper as ever...head to toe in a perfectly tailored Givenchy suit reporters covering the event are puzzled..but as P.Diddy helps Morgan and Alison out...the crowds applaud and cheer...screaming and whistling for Morgan as much as P.Diddy.>>

<< eyes widden and photogaphers scramble to get photos of this unlikely trio..noting Alison's stunning, shocking outfit, Morgan's beautiful, chic radiance, and icy glamor as if she had NEVER left the game...and both of these women being escorted by one of the hottest moguls in the hip-hop AND fashion industry. it was a publicity lightning strike unlike any other this evening.>>


<< Morgan smiled with a lofty glare, as she waved and blew kisses, and stroke poses her sparkling violet eyes beckoned more and more photo ops.... fans screamed and shouted as paparrazi fought over getting close to her from one side...while others on the OTHER side focused in on P.Diddy and Alison who were hamming it up...posing togther as P.Diddy obviously approved of Miss Marble's eye popping ensemble. The two witches had done it. they'd stolen the show from Cameron and Alexis and taken ALL the press coverage .... the women and their man strutted down the red carpet with confidence.......arm in arm.....they OWNED the spot light now and ALL eyes were on them and it all seemed to happen in slow motion...thanks to Alison's suble manipulation of time. >>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Turning toward the doorway, Alexis heard the crowd noise level elevate and the flashbulbs of the cameras blink like crazy. It was obvious who had arrived. Shifting her eyes toward Cameron, a small smile appeared on her lips. ::

"Ding dong the witch has arrived.."

:: Turning back the doorway, Alexis took a deep breath in an shook her head gently. Well, it was off to meet and greet, this was after all, her Gala. Making her way across the elegantly decorated dining hall, Alexis soon arrived at the front doorway as Morgan, Alison, and P. Diddy entered. ::

"Welcome ladies. You both look amazing."

:: Allowing a soft smile to appear on her lips, Alexis then turned her attention to Diddy. ::

"Mr. Combs. A pleasure as always."

:: Stepping back and to the side, she allowed the three a view of the dining hall. ::

"You're free to enjoy yourselves tonight. Although, Morgan, in about an hour I will be making a general announcement and calling you up to the podium as well so you can say a few words about our collaboration."

:: Nodding to Morgan, Alison, and Diddy, Alexis gently ran her hands down the front of her royal blue satin gown, smoothing out some of the wrinkles left from when she walked over. Proceeding to make her way over to her close friends, Nicole Kidman and Naomi Watts, Alexis smiled at the two and began to mingle as the night continued on. ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< as the roar of fans, the strobe of flash bulbs and buzz of guests focused toward the doors outside and in the vestibule, Morgan, Alison and P.Diddy stylishly made their way inside...as more buzz generated....and people gathered for greetings and clapping and cheering of the signature super model, p.diddy, and the shocking "new" Alison Marble, whose sense of haute couture was obviously going to be a source of never ending surprise>>

<< Alexis appeared..to receive Morgan, Alison and Diddy. as she addressed Morgan, the sorcess looked down on her. Alexis could see the radiance...and the sparkle in Morgan's icy violet eyes. Morgan clearly was in her true element...she was born to rule the world of fashion and style...and it showed. Morgan's face was a vision of wintery elegance as she leaned down and whispered in Alexis' ear>>

youre in a world where women rule Alexis. Cameron and his paltry hotel are merely the pedestal on which you AND I will rule this evening. straighten up..and own it!

<< a surprising, and provocative gesture of solidarity on Morgan's part. just what was she up to? either way..it was clear that she wanted Alexis to benefit from this as much as she would...and Alexis was a smart woman..she knew that in the world of fashion and media it was better to have Morgan Victoria as a FRIEND rather than an enemy>>

<< Morgan posed with Alexis for some obligatory photo ops...joined by P.Diddy and Alison...for more shots..before Alexis went on her way and Morgan on hers...to hobknob with Senator Sharon Kelly and high powered, well respected coporate attourney Alycia Barnett>>

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron agreed to Alexis' plea. This night was important for them all. No doubt they would be arriving any moment and do their best to provoke him. He wasn't worried about Alison. He KNEW she had enough business sense and self control but he wasn't putting anything past Morgan. If she thought severing ties with Illustra would hinder the Empire he had built, she was more than wrong. And then the Mass Hysteria Happened. Prophet sighed and shook his head ::

"God.. you would think this is the Second Coming of Christ! And WHAT is Alison wearing? She looks like they made Estelle Geddy put some pasties on and straighten her hair and head out to some event! Ghastly!"

:: Man. It looks like he was off to a bad start on how he was going to keep his cool during the evening. He looked at both Vivica and Erika who were laughing at his comment and he shrugged ::

"Hey at least she wasn't right in front of me... I should probably hold off on the Booze.."

:: Placing the martini back on one of the trays of the Servers, Cameron noticed out of the corner of his eye Stephanie Seymour. She was one of the women that Cameron and Vivica were considering for the new direction of the Parthenon Hotel Chain in which famous Supermodels were placed in Greek Goddess attire and surroundings and the Slogan would be worked on by whoever landed the Account at D&D Enterprises. It would most likely be Amanda Woodward who was basically Morgan V 2.0, but at least Amanda wasn't a hell bent revenge filled demon sorceress. Or at least he thought. He at one point thought Morgan was normal. Boy was he wrong. He turned to Erika and Vivica and smiled ::

"Sorry to leave you hanging but I really need to go schmooze right now. Stephanie is about one of the few models not contracted with Illustra right now. So wish me luck Vi.. Erika stay by Vivica, she will introduce you to people.. you will probably think they are completely shallow and remorseful and most of them are, but just keep a smile and laugh at all their stupid jokes..."

:: Cameron kissed his sister on the cheek as he headed over to Stephanie ::

"Stephanie! You look RAVISHING! I haven't seen you since that Luncheon almost over six months ago! How ARE you?"

[Harbinger]

::Guardian flashed and flossed....showing off her tight figure in the stunning Dontella Versace dress...doing her model turns...striking poses and "making love" to the photographers...she was joined by P.Diddy. What her brother and few others OUTSIDE of Morgan knew was that Alison was a regular in the social circuit of NYC's high society and fashion circles... among her many celeb pals, she was very chummy with Shannen Doherty who was also a "bitch in heels". Shannen happily joined the spectical that Alison was causing with P.Diddy...as Morgan commanded photographers attention further ahead...::


Kiss my ASS!!

:: she smirked as she and Shannen hugged, while Diddy stood behind them smiling with wicked satisfaction and GQ posed::


:: She noticed Alexis STARRING at her outfit..and winked as she tossed her jet black, bone straight hair back a bit. no doubt the peek of the nipples in her dress were titillating to the men AND women present::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Laughing and enjoying her conversation with Nicole and Naomi, Alexis couldn't help but look over at Morgan. Her words echoed in her mind...something the CEO never would of imagined. Morgan actually wanting to work WITH her instead of use her for publicity. But what she said about Cameron struck a nerve. Cameron was her friend....but Alexis had been CEO of Tempo Magazine a decade prior to Cameron's friendship. Le sigh...she honestly hadn't a clue as to what to do. But then again, she couldn't jump to conclusions. Morgan could be playing her--which was a very high possibility--or she could be truly sincere. Either way...she wasn't going to allow it to ruin her night. ::

:: Hearing a reporter ask for some photos, Alexis smiled as herself, Nicole, and Naomi lined up in a row, all posing for the camera. Spectators began to watch the three beauties, in awe of their elegance. Nodding to the photographer as he walked away, she turned back to her friends and excused herself so she could have this opportunity to meet both Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barrett. Both woman very well known, and both woman worth being seen with. Making her way up to Morgan, Sharon, and Alycia, Alexis smiled to them all. ::

"I don't mean to interrupt, I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Alexis Chandler-Quartermaine; I'm hosting tonight’s Gala."

:: Respectfully extending her hand out to the senator first, she didn't exactly want to get on her bad side. ::

[Harbinger]

::the power pack- Morgan, Sharon and Alycia turned to face Alexis...each woman possesing a unique form of beauty and intimidation as they fixed their eyes on Alexis.::

Sharon Kelly: Miss Quatermaine, Miss Victoria has told me all about you. And may i say, your magazine's in depth article on the importance of feminism in the face of our current administration was a most uncompromising piece of writing. You can be sure that my next interview will be handled by your Magazine.


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Alycia Barnett: Alycia Barnett. ::gripping Alexis' hand:: pleased to meet you Alexis....... ::leaning in to whisper in her ear:: who do you think made your "legal ties" to your deceased father disappeare following the Citadle fiasco?

::Alycia winked at Alexis. it was definately NOT the last time Alexis..or anyone involved with the Six would see these two women...for they both had something to add to the changing destiny of The Six::

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Morgan: you see, Alexis....women of power need to network..and stick TOGETHER. That is why i am here tonight...Illustra and Tempo magazine will provide a beacon to women across the country...in all walks of life.

::it was almost as if they were having their own private consortium..and ALISON was noticeably absent...already partying down with the young, beautifull and trendy....she was really showing a different side to herself..and that DRESS would be one of the highlights of the evening::

[Erika King]

< Erika was actually thoroughly enjoying herself this evening. She could feel the fakeness between people oozing in and out of the room like a giant elephant that nobody seemed to notice or just blissfully ignored. Either way, it was a good time and it was a peek into the Six's Social Life. They were each so successfully and powerful without their powers. She could see how easily they were tempted by power and fame. It was intoxicating. She noticed a man from the corner of the room talking with someone she didn't notice. She decided to introduce herself. What could it hurt? She could gain some powerful contacts here. She walked over to the man who was none other than Adrian Lockhart and extended her hand, her beautiful tresses along her face as smiled in an extremely unknowingly attractive way and introduced herself. >

"Hi, I know you don't know me, but I just saw you over here and noticed that you weren't in one of those MASSIVELY huge fake circles talking about your own accomplishments.. I am Erika King by the way, my brother is Cameron King, he is co-running this event tonight with Alexis Quartermaine and Morgan Victoria."

< She was being merely friendly to the man, though she wasn't really attracted to him. Erika wasn't into pretty boys. She KNEW she had seen him on TV and Movies but she couldn't figure out where and what from. She thought his name was Aaron something. Maybe it was Adrian. >

[Bane]

Adrian and Laetitia joined together in "wooing" the crowd of businessmen that Adrian had stood infront of. They absorbed everything; pheromones served no purpose when the human heart itself willed the mind to accept the impossible: Adrian Lockhart, who the perceptive would observe as too funny, too charming, too sincere and too modest. But human idoltry manifested perfection, and perfection was Adrian.

In the middle of delivering a humorous oratory on the dangerous will of scornful women, the arrival of the two magnificiently outfitted women and of course, ever-stylish Diddy, interrupted Adrian. He raised a brow, casting a furtive gaze towards the two women.

Adrian smoothly excused himself from the crowd that had gathered, and turned to Laetitia, whispering something briefly in her ear. Laetitia nodded. She walked away as Erika King suddenly occupied his field of vision. Adrian blinked...the woman was beautiful and well-dressed, but was not a familiar face. He paused. He had time. He had all the time in the world.

He laughed genially at the comment about superficiality. If she only knew.

"Erika King," he said slowly, wondering why the name sounded familiar. At the mention of Cameron King, along with his associates Alexis and Morgan, Adrian blinked, hardly believing his luck this evening. But his sudden change in composure was unnoticeable; he straightened slightly and took Erika's hand gently as pheromones washed over her, drugging her senses. "Lovely to meet you," Adrian murmured, kissing her hand softly. "My name is Adrian Lockhart," he added, "Though I'm surprised about your blood relations to Cameron King...I had thought he was a single child?"

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Smiling at Sharon, her compliment about her article was very flattering to Alexis. And for Sharon to compliment her on it was just the icing on the cake of an ongoing perfect night. Nodding to her, she graciously thanked her. ::

"Thank you so much. And Tempo would be more then happy to set up an interview with you!"

:: Turning back to Alycia, Alexis' eyes went wide as a small laugh escaped her lips. Wow...Alycia was a piece of work. But hell, if she was able to keep the blame about her father's death from casting upon Alexis, she was a good woman in her book. Smiling to her, Alexis nodded. ::

"It's a pleasure to meet you....and thanks."

:: The two laughed. They seemed to hit it off, which was rather interesting seeing as how all four woman's personalities clashed off of each other. Looking to Morgan...she was right. This world was dominated by men--Adrian being case and point. Her encounter with him alone made her want to broil all men's genitals. Nodding to Morgan, Alexis agreed. ::

"I agree. After five years of being your rival, I would be more then happy to put our differences aside so we can both triumph in this male dominated industry."

:: A huge smile appeared on the blonde's lips. Of course...Alexis wouldn't COMPLETELY stop ragging on Morgan and Alison. It was her moments of fun. Plus, it was just in her personality to be a bitch. But overall, she would love to work with the two up close and personal, especially seeing as how they are both extremely savvy in this business. Even before she became "close" to Morgan, she knew that she was one of the smartest people in this business and would be a great asset. however her pride was always a factor. But in these cases...she was more then welcoming. ::

[Erika King]

< Erika felt an odd sensation flow over her body as she found herself more attracted to Adrian. Maybe the glass of champagne she had earlier was kicking in or maybe it was the lighting at the Gala, either way something was up. He kissed her hand. Normally she would decline as she didn't like people being so cordial with her. Especially ones she didn't know, but fore some reason she allowed it. >

"Yes well, if you ran in the same circles as some of the people he does, you will find that relatives pop up all over the place.. but I am not after the money, of which I have plenty of my own, it is rather complicated, but you.. you're an actor right? I am sorry I don't have much time to watch TV or Movies and the like.. "

< She looked around and everyone seemed to be enjoying herself and she found that now, she was MORE than enjoying herself with Adrian. My GOD she was like a Giddy School Girl! What was going on? >

[Bane]

Adrian grinned. The change in Erika's eyes surely indicated the success of his pheromones, not that he had ever met much resistance. That's how all women should be: soft and pliable.

"I dabble here and there," he said, laughing slightly. Adrian more than "dabbled". He had been acting, singing, dancing, and modeling in virtually every facet of entertainment. His influence knew no bounds. Of course, he would think, I do have my competitiors, and here Adrian would surreptitiously look towards Morgan. Perhaps his biggest rival, and equally greatest source of desire in her company, Illustra Inc.

"I'm sure you're well provided for, Erika. You look absolutely stunning tonight in that dress," he said, laughing and putting an arm around her waist. He dipped his head, whispering in her ear, "Look at all of them. The biggest pricks on earth all in one room." Despite his outward display of arrogance and apathy, Adrian read individuals well, and now exploited her sense of alienation from the rest of the rich and famous gathered her.

[Erika King]

< Erika's mind had to take over for a minute. She was a trained and well rounded Criminal Psychologist. She knew how some of the sickest minds in the world worked and here she was, being Miss Teen USA with some man she had hardly met? It didn't add up but she couldn't do anything about it. She was purely captivated. Though still extremely shady of the man. He leaned in to whisper to her. They were probably the biggest pricks on the face of the planet, but in honesty, they were also probably the most rich and powerful. And Adrian Lockhart was among them. From the way he looked, he sure liked to drape himself in debauchery. She had briefly seen the woman that he had been courting into the Gala and now her mind was literally in circles. >

"So, the biggest pricks in the world and you are standing among them. Are you trying to tell me that YOU are a prick?"

< She smiled at him and grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the Servers as she took a sip. Erika was naturally inquisitive and she was feeling a little playful tonight. In her mind, she whispered a spell to see if this Adrian really was the man he said he was. >

"Sex, Lies, and Videotape.. Things that Hollywood just can't escape. Life the veil, trample the fog, and reveal to me, the man behind the facade..."

< Erika watched as Adrian's eyes twinkled slightly as she began her line of questioning. Something she had done countless times while working on cases. >

"So.. Adrian. What brings you to the Gala tonight?"

< This was a truth spell. He had no choice but to answer her questions. Though she had no clue of his ability, it was now HER that had the control in this conversation. >

[Jill Monroe]

hmmm yes. << casting a quick glance over this Adrian...but not thinking much of him>>

Cameron King is another one. He too is a slippery eel of a man who gets over the same way Freddy Krueger could see Hellen Keller a shredded drape and tell her it was a designer gown..

Alexis, you may as well realize that there are some powerful people here now...that can propell your magazine to levels that "King Enterprises"couldnt even TOUCH. Having Illustra provide modes for your front cover and any campaign/ad spreads in the magazines along with an endorsement by Sharon as well as legal backing by Alycia will definately benefit YOU as well as Illustra.

<< taking another goblet of champaign, Morgan stood with Alycia and Sharon as they smugly laughed. discussing who was who...who was in/out....washed up and whatever else. the three of them had some of the most deep seated connetions in NYC...>>

yes...Sharon,Alycia..... you see that creature over there? THAT is Cameron King. Him and his little assistant, Vivica A. Whore latched onto Illustra to revive this hotel chain...you remember how it was before. Well here we are now...in the final result. Of course Illustra has severed all ties with Cameron..given his .....

<< the next bit of the statement was known only to Sharon and Alycia...as they both looked with shock and amazement...looking over at Cameron and LAUGHING with such mockery>>


<< the women took more drinks and chatted amongst themselves...greeting friends and associates who passed by>>

[Bane]

"Perhaps," he said, a laugh escaping his lips. He was affronted by her directness, but took it in stride. "If only to placate the expecting masses. Y'know how show biz is, darling," he said, laughing again and grabbing one of the martinis from the same tray that Erika took her drink. Adrian still occupied a position in back of her, and his undeniable pheromones were now intoxicating Erika in waves.

He suddenly felt some of his self-control ebb away, but hardly had the time to contemplate just what seemed so unnatural all of a sudden. As she asked the question, he responded plainly, "Opportunity and sex." His answer alarmed him. Where was the finesse? The charm? This isn't me, he thought bewilderedly, and dipped lower now, so that his breath was warming Erika's exposed throat.

"Erika," he whispered softly, his hands now on her waist, "I'd love to meet your brother. Would you be a doll and introduce me to him?" Every word dripped of seduction and well, bullshit, but Adrian happened to have a talent for bullshit, and damned if he'd let this sudden change get the better of him in this situation.

[Erika King]

< Erika tilted her head, shocked at his answer but then suddenly taken back in by Adrian's scent. She took his hand and began to walk him over to her brother who had just said goodbye to Stephanie Seymour as he looked over at her, her eyes twinkling with excitement. Her voice was high pitched and happy like. >

"Cameron! I have someone who has been DYING to meet you! This is Adrian Lockhart! He is some big movie star or something.. Anyway! I am going to get some more champagne and find Vivica! You two catch up!"

< And with that Erika walked off and noticed Alison, Morgan, Sharon, Alycia and Alexis. She decided to walk over and introduce herself. And so she did as she somewhat penetrated the Inner Circle of women and introduced herself. >

"Hello Ladies. I thought I would introduce myself. I'm Erika King. I believe I have seen all of you ladies somewhere..."

< She looked at Sharon Kelly >

"Senator Kelly... Nice to meet you..."

< Turning to Alycia Barnett she cocked her head to the side for a moment before realizing who she was. >

"And Alycia Barnett.. I have read about alot of your work.. You are amazing in the Courtroom.. Might I add you all look stunning, but seriously how are you enjoying your evening?"

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron looked Adrian Lockhart and immediately put off. Why had Erika been so fucking giddy when she introduce this man to her. He couldn't possibly be charming enough to win her over. In the romance department, Erika was almost as icy hearted as Alison. In all of the talks they had, she had never mentioned a man or if she did, it was how she had been hurt or not had time for them, but now here was this guy who had seemingly caught her eye. Cameron was intrigued. ::

"Adrian Lockhart? Cameron King. King Enterprises. Are you enjoying yourself?"

:: Prophet could have given two shits less about his answer as he was rapidly scanning through Adrian's memories. Jesus Christ there were alot of women there. He seemed to have some kind of almost.. unnatural charm about him. There were even some MEN in there. What was this guy? A Modern Day Cassanova? It was crazy. ::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Listening to the woman, Alexis nodded. She knew this to be true, but didn't want to act on anything just yet. Taking a sip of her sparkling apple cider, the blonde stood listening to the woman laugh at Cameron. Raising a brow, she simply looked in another direction, distracting herself from their game of taunt and torture. Her eye caught something...Erika and ADRIAN? That's when Alexis started to laugh. What on earth was that girl getting herself into. Nevertheless...Erika dropped Adrian off by Cameron, and began to make her way over to the group of ladies. ::

"Erika."

:: Nodding to her, Alexis took yet another sip of her drink, finishing it off and handing it to a waiter who seemed to pass by at the perfect moment. Alexis stood and waited...she knew this was going to be interesting. An innocent little rabbit had just came over and intoroduced herself to a vicious pack of wolfs. Tick....Tock. ::

[Bane]

Adrian shifted his gaze from Erika to Cameron. "Yeah, enjoying myself quite a bit here," he said, watching with a satisfied grin as Erika walked off. She had served her purpose. Now Cameron. It was akin to climbing a ladder, and he grew ever closer to the last rung.

Unaware of the mind probbing, Adrian stepped forward. Some men might find it uncomfortably close, but he was more than confident that Cameron would have no problem at all. As he asked, "And yourself," a very potent burst of pheromones surrounded Cameron, enticing him, indeed inhibiting his senses. These chemicals could alter the patterns of any individual, regardless of persuasion, and he watched, bemused, as Cameron fell under the effects.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Sharon and Alycia looked over...as Morgan turned also. There stood Erika. quite a bit shorter than the group of women...but definately outgoing and composed.>>

Sharon Kelly: pleased to meet you Doctor. I know of your work as well....i understand that young man over there is...YOUR brother??

<< she said it with a tone of disbelief..hoping, after what she knew about HIM..that it wasnt true>>


Alycia Barnett: Hello. and thank you!<< shaking hands>> Dr. King. You've made quite a name for yourself in federal law enforcement circles with your noted criminal profiler platform.

<< Alycia was always in the know when it came to "whos who" ..she was almost as accurate and on point as Alison...as much as possible for someone who WASNT a precog. But Alycia had done some checking into the king clan before tonight...per MORGAN'S request...if anyone could gain inroads into classfied information..without super powers and without any obvious methods..it was Alycia. but she would refrain from saying too much>>

<< both the women smiled at Erika...each seemingly looking through her as they stood>>

Alycia: so....Erika....tell us, whats it like...being related to Cameron King?

<< her tone too..was odd at the mention of his name... as Morgan stood between them...with her arms folded. she was slightly posed and smirking...her icy violet eyes sparkling as she watched Erika..and waited for her response>>

[Jacob Black]

:: Prophet eyed the man as he stepped forward. Cameron instinctively stepped back. He didn't trust this guy. He was protective over his sister and he wasn't going to let anyb--. What the FUCK was going on with Cameron? Why did he feel bewitched by Adrian? This wasn't making any sense. He literally felt like he wanted to jump him in front of all of these people. ::

"What? I mean, I'm... i'm doing fine..."

:: Though Cameron was feeling extremely attracted and bewitched. Prophet wanted to know everything about Adrian as his mind drifted into Adrian's as he began to feel some sort of tingle almost in his brain. He would know instantly something was going on. Then Cameron unwittingly and stupidly used his powers as he whispered into Adrian's mind ::

"What do you like? What do you hate? Who is Adrian Lockhart? Must know, must find out..."

[Erika King]

< Erika shook the hands of the powerful women as she smiled and thanked them for their kind words. >

"Thank you ladies, words like that reinforce that the work I do is worth something..."

< Then the questions turned to Cameron King and Erika couldn't help but noticed the pleased look on Morgan's face. She had obviously badmouthed Cameron to the women and they obviously were biased against him. She took a breath and exhaled. >

"It's like being related to anyone really. Cameron is my brother, and I love him. He is my family. Even though they can be pretty stubborn and arrogant at times. He's no saint, but then again you can't believe everything people tell you or things you read in the papers, can you? Alison can tell you that Cameron can be a handful. She spent much of our childhood chasing him around and keeping him out of trouble."

< She laughed a little and glanced at Alison across the room in a sort of "If i'm getting dragged into this, so are you look" as she looked at the ladies and took another sip of champagne. >

[Bane]

Adrian took a drink of the martini, feeling the delicious combination of lethal chemicals run down his throat. He observed Cameron and stepped closer. "That's...awesome," he breathed, his dark brown hues boring into the man's own. Great color, by the way. And then Adrian heard noises in his head.

What the fuck.

He took a step backward, staring at Cameron. Telepathic capabilities? Whoa. Adrian breathed, forcing himself to calm down. Wake up call, man, you're not the only one with powers around here.

So Cameron could conjure up voices in his head. Big frickin' deal. He could spure instant orgasms.

"Cameron," Adrian said, tilting his head, his pheromones now perhaps leaving the telepathic in a near-perpetual state of erection. "Cameron, are you trying to do anything?" he said, now significantly closer, with all that chocolate deliciousness wafting to those in close proximity and lulling their senses. But Adrian kept control. He always kept control. Messing with someone's chemical makeup was dangerous enough and, heaven forbid, he wouldn't want to turn this man permanently gay.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Sharon Kelly recognized "spin" when she heard it. she was, after all, a politician and well versed in the ways of the federal government>>

Sharon: <<sipping on her chamagne>> hmm yes. i imagine so. so tell me doctor, what is your position on homosexuality?


<< this question was surprising, but there was a reason for it..which would soon reveal itself..in a major way>>

Alycia: Alison...you mean Alison Marble? yes, i was aware that she was related to Cameron, but she seems nothing like him. In all the years i've known her. She's quite a ball buster herself....a woman after my own heart.

<<winking at Erika as Sharon asked the question>>


Morgan: My, Erika...dont you look very radiant this evening. <<smirking as she held her glass and waited>>


<< the women all seemed to be standing around Erika...their eyes fixed firmly upon her>>

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron whispered back almost instantaneously as he looked at Bane seemingly very intrigued as he raised an eyebrow ::

"I am searching your mind, finding your likes, dislikes... but something is different about you.. what.. what is this about pheremones?"

:: The words echoed inside Adrian's mind louder this time as Cameron was going deeper and deeper into Bane's subconscious which was actually starting to cause physical pain to Adrian as he was reliving the memories along with Cameron. Even the painful ones. Adrian was now right in the middle of the accident that caused his mutation. He relived the wound. Something mixed with Adrian's Pheremones and Cameron's Telepathic abilities caused Adrian to get a psychic impression of the wound on his chest as he "felt" the pain, but saw no cut or scar. Cameron was going deeper. In his mind he just wanted to know everything about Adrian to be the perfect person for him, he was blinded to everything else. Adrian was learning now the dangers of messing with the minds of people capable of messing back ::

[Erika King]

< Erika looked at Sharon. This woman was obviously up to something. The question was no doubt going to be used as an insult to her brother. She gained her composure and answered her question. >

"I no doubt feel no differently than Morgan whose departed sister, bless her soul, was gay. I knew and loved Blaze and wouldn't change her for the world or anyone else who wants to be who they are..."

< This was Erika's way of calmly getting back at Morgan who was obviously planning or spreading vicious rumors about Erika's brother that wasn't true at all, and this was a subtle way of letting Morgan know that she would not be intimidated by these woman who were her EQUALS at best. >

[Bane]

Pheromones..phero..no!, Adrian thought desparingly, now feeling his mind's eye probing through his memories, unmasking each layer and unpeeling him like an onion. This was unacceptable. What was supposed to be an easy manipulation of testosterone was now spiraling horrendously out of control.

And he suddenly felt it. The delusionary, chaotic pain that ensued after that wretched plant had bit him. He almost gasped at the shock, letting his hand drift over to his torso just to see.. hopelessly wondering if those slashes were still there.. can't be.

No, a sudden voice, his own, called out very clearly from within the dark recesses of Adrian's mind. The cold one. The ruthless one. The one behind the arrogant, superstar Adrian, behind the hilarious, amiable friend, all the way back deeper, to his calculating self.

Adrian came back to reality and jerked Cameron with him behind a particularly large column. This mental violation had to stop, and it would stop now. Holding onto Cameron's wrists, although he was almost positive the man would not try to resist, he leaned forward and kissed him full on the mouth. Adrian drew him in with his dark brown eyes, and pressed their bodies together, hard muscle against hard muscle. And with the chemical pheromones came, too, a numbing poison that shot through Cameron's body and kept him, for a span of 3 seconds, stunned. Just enough to interrupt his "journey" and drag his mind fully to the matter at hand.

Just like the smell of him, Adrian would taste delicious, as countless individuals would attest. Almost like a combination of a man habitually taking breath mints and a man who ate an excessive amount of dark chocolate. In other words, absolutely delicious and intoxicating. Just..let go..Cameron..give in baby.. he thought, knowing full well he could be heard.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Sharon and Alycia both gasped softly as they both looked at..through Erika....Morgan's smile remained..but tighted with total disgust>>


Sharon: That really wasnt what i asked you young lady. But i can see that your dealings with the political arena have afforded you the ability to "spin" as well as "evade". no doubt qualities you must use when dealing with the worst of the criminally insane...


<< Alycia folded her arms as Morgan cleared her throat>>


Morgan: Erika, decor has never been your strong suit, has it? attempting to air my family's secrets..especially those of the deceased is not only tastless..but definately shows just how much you have in common with your brother. yes....speaking of criminals...the Securities and Exchange Commission.....another branch of the government that Sharon has close ties with....might be visiting your brother and his entire operation.


Alycia: that reminds me.......wasnt there something i read about Cameron being involved in several murders a few years ago..but then covering them up with his "gifts"?

<< the women obviously worked well together....and if Erika thought she was going to play hard ball..she would lose. she was dangerously close to having HER own personaly life come under the scrutiny of the federal government...or be decked by Morgan. it wouldnt be wise to piss these women off tonight of all nights...for the NEXT DAY..each of them had ways to make sure that Erika would regret her remark>>

[Erika King]

< Erika looked at Morgan and the other women with complete contempt. They were going to try and destroy Cameron once and for all. Take his business and take his money and his life. This was essentially Morgan's revenge. He looked at the Sorceress. >

"I wasn't trying to air any family secrets, Morgan. I was simply humanizing a cheap shot at the expense of my brother who isn't even here to defend himself. I know very well of the Securities and Exchange Commission, though I don't know why you would feel it your business to meddle in a company that you are no longer affiliated..."

< Morgan was playing hard ball, but if there was one thing that Cameron WASN'T, it was stupid. His company didn't look perfect, he planned falls and rises perfectly. He didn't just use his powers to run his company as he had plenty of brokers working for him and had taken over several other firms ran without Cameron's constant watch. His business was legitimate. >

"Especially seeing as I know a certain someone who has a knack at remembering things quite correctly and knows how certain things were run within Illustra. Someone who worked with ALL Of your closest business associates..."

< She of course was referring to Recall, the Human Computer of Vivica Lennox. The woman remembered every conversation, scent, smell and taste she had ever engaged with. >

"And I am sure you really do NOT want to bring up pasts Morgan as we ALL have blemishes that we wouldn't want in the wrong hands, don't we? Like your Masked Days with Valiant? The mysterious death of your father Christopher Victory? The Death of your own Sister? Do you really want to go tit for tats on DEATHS in the family?"

< The women had REALLY touched a nerve in Erika >

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron felt his body completely paralyzed. What had Adrian done to him? He couldn't move or do anything. He was extremely upset and for at the moment all he knew was that he was kissing some Man for whatever reason and he couldn't move as he was pulled out of Adrian's mind and for a fleeting moment he had complete clarity. What the FUCK was going on? He couldn't move but he could still pack a telekinetic punch which he did that sent Adrian stumbling back a few paces. Was he KIDDING? What the hell was this guy? An agent of Mystech! He quickly diverted a distress message to Alexis ::

"Alexis.. Alexis Help ME! Mystech.. Adrian?"

:: Then he was completely shut down again as he was lost in Adrian yet again. He looked at the mant with contentment and amazement. ::

[Bane]

Adrian had concentrated on giving Cameron the most pleasure and, as a man who knew sex like the back of his hand, it was more than satisfied. Men were different than women. Their lower bodies were the "hot areas", and Adrian was now pressing hips hips against Cameron's, causing a delicious amount of friction which would have ellicited moans from even the most prude man. And his hands were on Cameron's waist, and those muscles and that tongue..

And then it was like a fucking freight train had hit him, because he was sent sprawling across the floor a good 8 feet. He stood up abruptly, annoyed, but not undetermined. Coming at Cameron now, Adrian took complete control, with his pheromones practically suffocating the man. "Cameron..baby..just want to make you feel good..let me make you feel good," he whispered, his voice like sex, as he engulfed Cameron's mouth and grinded their bodies together again. Just like butter..it'd just take a little longer to melt Cameron and make him malleable.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Alexis watched as Erika and the other woman continued on with their heated conversation. However, her attention was soon diverted to Cameron's voice screaming in her head. Moaning, she placed her hand up to her forehead....she never did like that whole mind connection thing. Looking up, she glanced around the Gala and finally saw what looked like two men behind a pillar. ::

"Excuse me."

:: Stepping away from the group of ladies, Alexis rushed over to the pillar to see Adrian GRINDING ON CAMERON??!!!! Alexis' eyes went wide with shock....what the fuck was going on here?!! Running over to Cameron's aid, Alexis grabbed Adrian, pressing her hands against his visable sink, now absorbing his life energy. He soon began to weaken--his grasp against Cameron loosened. He felt dizzy and faint. Pulling Adrian back, Alexis rested the man against the wall, turning to Cameron. ::

"Are you okay?"

:: Looking back at Adrian, she growled....what the fuck was he thinking bringin this shit into HER Gala! ::

"Don't you dare pull this tonight, Lockhart. I'll burn you to a crisp infront of all your adoring fans."

[Bane]

He was almost there. Adrian could feel it. The loosening of the muscles, the abadoning of self-control in the kiss. Cameron was a stubborn man, he had realized, though he never met the 'true' Cameron King. Men were less prone to give up control, and an extra dose of arrogance made his seduction more difficult. But not by much. Everyone fell eventually. Now Cameron would fall.

Adrian thought he heard footsteps and he tilted his head slightly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Alexis coming at them, fury radiating from every pore of her body.

Shit.

And then she was touching him, and... and..something happened. And Adrian felt weak. And dizzy. And he dropped to the floor, landing on his ass.

Ow.

He felt the stores of solar energy kick in, and he was quickly rejuvinated to his senses. The celebrity looked towards Alexis and Cameron, cursing under his breath. As she turned to him, Adrian burst out into derisive laughter, giving vent to all of the frustration. He shook with it, but the chuckle did not reach his eyes, which remained impassive.

So there is another one with powers here, he thought warily. He'd deal with it.

"Alexis!" Adrian said, sounding surprised, as he stood up, a little unsteady. Running a hand through his hair, he looked at her, bewildered. "Pull what, exactly?" He licked his lips, which were a tad puffy now, and hastened to fix up his suit.

[Jacob Black]

:: As Adrian was pulled off of Cameron and Alexis made some quick work of him, Cameron instinctively pushed back into his mind and this time took complete control of it. Adrian's eyes took on a blank look as Cameron made a sensory link and pushed further into his mind, finding out the cause of what exactly made this all happened. Then he found it ::

"He has some sort of ability Alexis.. Pheremones, he uses them to pretty much get what he wants. The pheremones cause people to become extremely attracted to him. That was what he probably did to my fuckin' sister, that piece of shit!"

:: He let go of his control as Cameron cast a Mental Illusion on those at the Gala that Alexis, Cameron and Adrian were having quite an interesting conversation when really Cameron had powered a high charged PSI Bolt into Adrian, mentally and physically paralyzing him where he stood, causing him not to be able to use any ability or do anything ELSE unless Cameron wanted him to ::

"Who's the bitch now, Lockhart.. I will just let you know that you are NOT dealing with Amateurs here.. If you think my little pushing INTO your mind hurts...."

:: Prophet squeazed his fist as the energy now appeared over his hands and suddenly Adrian felt an intense amount of PAIN in what felt like his brain, Cameron was mentally stunning his synapses, which caused extreme mental and physical anguish, though Adrian was paralyzed and couldn't make the face of someone in intense pain ::

"That was only a PREVIEW of what I can do.. I will completely destroy every mental capability you have and the gigilo standing before ME will be nothing more than a non mobile, drooling and glazed over VEGETABLE! Do I make myself clear you arrogant fuck? Oh that's right, you can't talk..."

:: Cameron looked at Alexis ::

"What are we supposed to do with him? He took control of a telepath? and my SISTER who is protected against mental attacks? It is the pheremones? That is smell right? Well... we can't NOT breathe.. What do you want me to do?"

:: If it had been Prophet's choice he would have gone with his threat to Adrian, but this Gala was important to Alexis and with all the recent deaths lately surrounding the Six, he knew that nobody could really stand to survive another ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Alycia laughed a bit..shaking her head as she smiled at Erika>>

Alycia: uh uhhhh. sorry Doctor, but the deaths of Christopher King and Blaze Fielding were accidents. unfortunate casaulties and its all completely documented and verfied. I can send your office a copy ..for a small fee of course <<winking at erika>>

I wouldnt try retorting, Doctor, the law is MY forte' and you're hopelessly out gunned here by myself and senator Kelly. You see..ther are alot of powerful people here tonight, and if Cameron over there isnt carefull...no matter how "well run" his business is..it can and WILL be ruined, not to mention his reputation. and dont bother trying to "expose the happenings of inferno"...the investigation by the local, state and federal authorities has been closed and ruled out as more mayhem caused by MysTech.

Tell your brother to watch his back...because "powers" arent needed to take him OR his walking computer down.

<< alycia winked at Erika as she clicked her tongue against her teeth.>>


Sharon Kelly: your superiors and i are rather close. it would be a shame if you came under sudden review...and found your OWN dubious dealings and involvements with the Inferno exposed...given that YOUR mother was an operative as Mystech as well. You see...we have the power to conceal/expose any part of this we want...and if you dont back down now...YOU will lose your standing in the government...not to mention your status as a citizen.


<<Morgan leaned in close>>

Morgan: dont fuck with me bitch. neither you NOR your brother has a prayer in this town if i say so. <<wink>>


<< the women immediately leave Erika where she stands...moving on to bigger and better hobknobbing. Erika had better taken cue. there were some big guns here tonight..bigger than her...and more powerful than she and cameron both politically and socially....and if Cameron wasnt carefull..he WOULD lose his company, and his life>>

[Harbinger]

::Guardian was busy enjoying herself and the attention she was getting from P.Diddy, Usher and Pharell Williams. all of these men were fashion mavericks and had all been featured in Illustra's fashion shows in partnerships. Alison's "age" was never precisely determined and never would be. thanks to her power over time....her look was easily youthfull yet sophisticated and her D. Versace outfit was definately a winner with the many power house guests and friends of Illustra present tonight.::

:: dancing cheek to cheek with Shannen Doherty along with P. Diddy and Pharell, Alison was blissfully unaware of the battle lines between Morgan, Sharon, Alycia and Erika along with Cameron having been violated by Adrian. Indeed..she hadnt been formally introduced to Adrian...and he was unaware that both she and Morgan were the most powerfull of "the six".::

:: after "Come on down" by "Crystal Waters" concluded...the young, beautiful and rich guests dancing on the massive dance floor all slowly went their seperate ways...mingling with thier cliques and networking with those they met for the first time. Alison excused herself from Shannen and Diddy and made her way toward the ladies parlour room. She hadnt seen or dealt with Erika or Cameron all evening..and even though Cameron (in typical fashion) hated on Alison's edgy, sexy dress....she DID have a fleeting thought of what they would think seeing her like this and enjoying herself with Morgan in the fashion world in ways she never did with her natural family.::

:: having moved away from the throng of guests and making her way to an area of large potted plants and pillars, she would soon come upon Alexis and Cameron who were apparently confronting a man..she INTERRUPTED them as they were discussing...and it was the first time Cameron got an upclose look of his sister's edgy, envelope pusing look::

[Erika King]

< Erika was literally shattered in front of these women. They were twisting her words and turning them back on her in ways that Erika herself could never dream of. Part of her was envious. These women were good, but the latter part of her was completely crushed. She sat and thought for a moment. Ever since she got here, things just seemed to have gotten progressively WORSE for Cameron. She tried to help but again they got worse. Cameron had his own problems to deal with and Erika realized that if she kept protecting him from those that she would be hurting him in the long run. As the women left, so did Erika. She entered the powder room as she orbed back to her Estate in Newport Beach. Archimedes was at her feet as he began to walk in and out between her feet. Erika snuggled him and picked him up. >

"Well at least somebody is glad that I am here.. Honestly Archimedes, what have I become? I feel like i've been poisoned..."

< Turning around and walking up the staircase, there were still shards of glass and other remnants from the night the entirety of the Six had stayed there. She would fix all of that in the morning. Waving her hands with a shimmer of orbs, her elegant evening apparel transformed into a sheer white silk pajama outfit with matching robe top and she entered her bedroom (http://www.putnamfurniture.com/gallery/images/midtown.jpg), placing Archimedes on the floor as he jumped on the dark oak dresser next to her bed and fell asleep as if nothing had happened. Erika sat down on her bed. She had a lot of things to consider. Tomorrow she would contact Ororo. Dr. Erika King was going to make a change in her life. Something had to change. Turning off the lamp on her nightstand she slipped under the covers and let the soothing tints from the Ocean and Moon wash over her, as she drifted to sleep. >

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron saw as Alison approached him. The others guests were completely unaware of what was going on Alison was immune to Prophet's Mental Illusions. He looked over at his sister, not sure whether to be relieved and scared. MAN that dress was revealing. On one hand that was his sister, but on the other, Good looks DEFINITELY ran in the family because all of them were looking hot tamale tonight ::

"Alison.. This guy? I don't know he is some kind of mutant. Been using his powers on I believe most everyone this evening. He even used them on me to get me to.. to well, not important, but he had Erika bring him to me. I think something is up with this guy.. I think maybe he is from Mystech? His powers are channeled through pheremones, they affect your mind and your whole thought process almost like mind control but stronger."

:: He looked over Adrian Lockhart. Who was this guy and what was he trying to pull. Another memory of Adrian's came to his head ::

"What was he doing in your Office at Tempo, Alexis? Do you know him?"

[Harbinger]

:: stopping and turning her head...she heard Cameron's voice. he seemed a bit off...and shakey. noting his rather pale and sweaty appearence. she came closer...and leered at Alexis..wondering if she was behind it..but as soon as she laid eyes on Adrian....she immediately "saw" time threads past , present and future ...all involving him and his deeds::


oh is that so?

:: quickly thrusting one hand out ala' "Piper Halliwell", Alison "true freezed" him...suspending his temporal field as well as freezing him in a solid block of ice. the air around his immediate space grew bitter cold..as he was immediately rendered inert::


there. problem solved.

:: standing slightly posed..with her hands on her hips. Alison glared at Cameron and Alexis with her cobalt blue eyes. that dress, her hair...her entire presentation. She was MORE than merely a cold, mechanical seer...she was a beautiful , intimidating WOMAN.::

Alexis, for all of your attempts at being a "super bitch"...you couldnt even handle this neophyte? you let a predator into this hotel...and he could prey on ANYONE with his powers..which are alchemy/botany based..making him more than a pheromone wielder. He couldve killed cameron with a neural toxin a few moments ago. It is unfortunate that my PSI screen prevents telepathic contact and that i was busy enjoying myself... ::smirking a bit:: i would have sensed this chain of events and came here and blew him up right where he stood

Alexis..do yourself a favor..LEAVE this devisive creature here and go do what you were supposed to do. Cameron, come with me.


:: taking holding of Cameron's hand...Alison leads him away from Alexis and the frozen Adrian....and toward a small, hidden alcove with some large potted plants strategically placed::

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron watched how quickly Alison made work of the swarmy wannabe Superstar and took his hand leading him off towards some small hidden alcove with potted plants that looked as if they had been placed there. He looked at his sister, not sure of what to make of the situation ::

"Yes, Alison?"

:: What was going on? Cameron had no clue. He hated not being able to read people. He hated when he couldn't use his powers. He waited patiently for Alison to respond to him so he could figure out what was going on ::

[Harbinger]

you're in danger. in all ways....and all times and spaces. you nearly died just now. it is clear that you do not understand that you NEED to be with the Six.


There is nothing I or your sister Erika can do for you at this point...and this isnt like b efore..when i warned you of the coming Inferno. This is ...quite simply your life...and its direction.

the moment i laid eyes on you just now...i saw nothing but ruin. Adrian nearly killed you...and what if alexis hadnt heard or responded to your thought call??

:: she waited for Cameron to respond ..as she looked him dead in his dark eyes..with her own cobalt blue eyes:

[Jacob Black]

:: The words hit Cameron like a freight train. This was different than the Inferno. There was death all around him. Which made sense, he had helped cause so much death in the past few months that he probably did have a lot of Karma built up againt him. He was just at an utter loss of what to do. He was trying to do the right thing by LEAVING the Six so that Morgan didn't have to deal with him and that nobody else would end up dead. He didn't know what to do anymore ::

"I know, Alison.. I know.. I am, I just don't know what to do anymore at this point. I thought leaving the Six would be the best for everyone. There is no way I can ever prove to Morgan that I am sorry.. I've just been dealing with a lot of things.. I've been having these dreams lately.. I am just confused.. but I REALLY AM trying to do the right thing at this point, I just don't know what it is..."

:: Cameron was being vulnerably honest with Alison. He was really torn. He KNEW he was at fault for the things that had happened, but it was like something was preventing him from dealing with it. It was like he had sealed off a part of his brain that allowed him to feel remorse or feel regret. When Blaze died, he didn't even shed a tear, not even when Haleigh died. It was as if he were a robot. Now that he had pushed Morgan to the breaking point and was at the point of where he NEEDED to deal and seek pennance for his problems, he couldn't ::

"I don't know.. Blame and taking responsibility has never been an easy thing for me to deal with.. it's just always has been like something I have never felt before.. I have never felt pain or regret or necessity for apology, until I met the Six and now there are just all these things that I am trying to deal with but it's like my brain isn't LETTING me, and I just don't know what to do.. I WANT to be a part of the Six, but not at the cost of another's life.. Alison.. you know a genetic defect in our family is that we don't trust anyone easily.. but what do you do, when.. when you can't trust YOURSELF?"

[Harbinger]

::Alison stood with one hand on her hip..and her other hand pensively resting on her bust...as she looked at Cameron with a softer, yet still analytical look::

all of the surviving members of the Six are dealing in their own way...though we are here right now, none of us is truly "over" Inferno's aftermath. I know you were in Limbo with Ororo and Morgan, and i know she demanded you leave the Six and illustra. Morgan CANT deal with you right now. it is not within her. Everytime she sees you..she wants nothing more than to destroy you....and the thing is, SHE CAN. We ALL nearly died during Inferno trying to save you and the city from her wrath. Unfortunately Blaze and Haleigh were consumed by Inferno's fire....and their deaths affect us all.

::Of course Alison didnt feel so sorry for Haleigh, whom she had warned SPECIFICALLY about her death and just WHAT would happen. Haleigh's refusal to stop trying to be the "big dawg" was what got her killed...it wasnt the same thing for Blaze...who died defending Cameron and the city...HER'S was an HONORABLE death::

You're life is in your hands, but clearly the more you try to bushwack Morgan and others, the more it will come back against you. I think even without your psychic abilities, you can see that a change is needed. Erika's mistake was in coddling you. She was doing only what she could do..as it was her nature. But your older now..and that kind of thing is not going to help.

When tonight is over....i suggest you take inventory of yourself...and what lies ahead...for your own sake ...not to mention those who you are SUPPOSED to be working with in this group of SIX.

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron looked at his sister as she spoke the words of truth he had been needing to hear. He couldn't go placing blame on anyone else in the Six when he really needed to deal with his own issues and problems. He took his sister by the hand and squeezed it hard ::

"I promise you, Alison.. I will do that. I just think I need some time away. That is part of the reason I was susceptible to Morgan wanting me out of the Six and Illustra. How can I deal with this if I am constantly surrounded in such a negative environment.."

:: When Erika is mentioned he looks down ::

"I know Erika has a really good head on her shoulders but she does coddle me.. and it is just as much my fault. I let her, I guess it was just good to have a sense of family for once in my life.. but back to the matter at hand.. I promise you that I will do ANYTHING in my power to make this up to all of you.. I SWEAR it Alison..."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Listening to Cameron explain what Adrian's deal was...it explained a lot. Shaking her head, she glared down at the "mega star", who most obviously got to where he was by seducing and controlling others, and rolled her eyes. But soon, Alexis heard a familiar voice. Alison. Looking over to the woman, she still couldn't get over her attire...it just wasn't Alison. Shifting her eyes back down to the now frozen Adrian, Alexis' attention was once again brought up to Alison, who was now basically yelling at her. A confused look washed upon her face...how the hell was she supposed to know that Adrian had powers?! She wasn't the telepath in this freakin' group. ::

"Wha.."

:: Before she could say another word, Alison drug Cameron away. Allowing a heavy sigh to be heard, the meta human parted her lips, now looking back down at Adrian. Biting her bottom lip....he would be frozen for a good while. And with Prophet's Psi Screen blocking the other guests from seeing what was actually going on, Alexis smirked, deciding to just let the bastard continue to be an ice sculpture. ::

"Asshole."

:: Walking away, Alexis made her way back to the party. Proceeding to maneuver her way through the groups of people in the dining hall until she finally reached the front strage. Grabbing a glass of champagne and a knife, Alexis then stepped up onto the small stage which elevated her over the crowd. Tapping the knife against the glass, everyone soon began to quiet down and look in Alexis' direction. ::

"Good evening! On behalf of Tempo Magazine, King Enterprises, and Illustra Inc. I would like to thank everyone for showing up for tonight's Gala. This Gala not only brings together three of the most powerful companies in New York City, but it also represents that with good team work, dedication, and effort, anything can be achieved. Tonight celebrates the collaboration between myself, Cameron King, and Morgan Victoria; but most importantly, celebrates the support that our companies have been getting from everyone here tonight."

:: Smiling, Alexis raised her glass of champagne in the air, as everyone else began to follow suite. ::

"To Tempo, Illustra, and this beautiful hotel we are in tonight--The Parthenon."

:: Nodding, everyone began to clap and yell "here! here!" before taking a sip of their champagne. Alexis just simply brought the glass down and placed it back on one of the trays. Stepping down off the stage, the blonde soon began to make her way back toward Morgan. It would be the best thing for Morgan, Alison, Cameron, and herself to get together as a group and look as if they were mingling and having a great time...but that was probably never going to happen. But hell, it never hurt to ask. ::

"Morgan...I know Cameron isn't your favorite person. Well, that's an understatement. And I do understand that you want to sever ties with him...but the press doesn't know this. Therefore I think it would be best if you, Cameron, Alison, and myself would stand together and look like we're having a good time. For photos and reporters and such."

:: Long shot---HUGE HUGE long shot. But it was time for everyone to try and be professional. Especially, like Alexis stated, no one else knows that Illustra Inc wants to sever ties with King Enterprises. And it wouldn't be the most ideal time to let it be known; especially tonight of all nights. ::

[Harbinger]

:: running her hands through her blue/black, bone straight hair, Alison's stern eyes looked at Cameron...still no visible sign of emotions through facial expression..but her voice was less severe...there was a hint of warmth to it::

I know you will.

:: touching his shoulder with her hand....Alison then turned and walked out of the alcove. That was the closest thing to a "sisterly moment" she had ever had with him...and even though she was stern, abrupt and cold...as she said about Erika..."it was all she could do..as it was her nature"::


:: strutting with the confidence of a jaguar in the night jungle, Alison, returned to the spot where the frozen Adrian stood. She flung her hand forward...and "jumpstarted" Adrian's temporal space , simultaneously shattering the block of ice. the sound of a bell tolling in the air was heard as the ice exploded and Adrian fell to the floor.....he could now breathe again...and felt all sensations and he could MOVE..though he might be a bit disoriented as he was now confronted by this striking women with dark, feminine features and a fierce dress and hair style to match::

STAND UP Adrian Lockhart...and one false move from you...and ill BLOW YOU UP right here..right now.

:: she stood with her hands on her hips..and her head slightly tilted..as she glared at him with her cobalt blue eyes::

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron heard Alexis as she went up and made a grandiose speech talking about how well the three companies worked together he saw her get back down and walk towards Morgan. He figured he would at least go and help her. What was going on between him and Morgan shouldn't affect Alexis and her business at least. Though she was close to Morgan, Cameron walked up to Alexis and kissed her on the cheek which attracted a LOT of Media Attention as the two posed for pictures in different poses of a funny nature and some more serious. He whispered to her ::

"Well, at least now our BUSINESSES are getting exposure and not my sister's nipples!"

:: He didn't know if Morgan or Alison would join them for pictures but slowly and surely Vivica made her way over to the scene and now the three were posing for the Camera for pictures and answering random questions by the media, but Cameron still had the looming words of Alison over his head. He pretty much just wanted to get home and sleep the night off, figure out something to do tomorrow. ::

[Bane]

Adrian had little time to react to anything. Paralyzed one moment, frozen the other. But he had heard the vicious words of Cameron with a bemused smirk. The man had been a toy to him, and not even he, who had seen all of Adrian's history, could imagine the cold malice behind those warm brown eyes. As he fell to the floor, Adrian immediately felt his mutated cells shift into gear, rejuvinating him substantially. That perfect skin reflected the inner recovery slightly, maintaining a bright sheen, almost as if Adrian was bathed in sunlight.

He looked around for a moment, gaining his senses. Raising his eyebrows at the sound of a female voice, Adrian lifted his gaze up and appraised Alison with a somewhat worn look. Standing shakily, Adrian found himself saying, "Who are you?" He already knew, but he thought it best to play ignorant. In the meantime, he concentrated on enticing Alison with his pheromones. They were a particularly potent burst, as Alison's power demonstrated to Adrian he would have no leeway in "playing" with her.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan, Sharon and Alycia raised their glasses with Alexis..and toasted..as everyone at the gala clapped and cheered...some of the more raucus celebrity guests whistled and hooted at Alexis and Morgan as well.>>

<< Morgan stepped away from Sharon and Alycia and joined Alexis on the stage, standing tall in her chic Vera Wang ensemble....she whispered to Alexis>>

follow my lead now...we need to "present" your celebratory issue of Tempo together...as its your mag and im your cover girl

<< standing slightly side ways to allow Alexis to share the center spotlight with her...Morgan placed her hand on her hip as she posed with a cool, coy, lofty glare....before beginning her model walk down seemingly floating catwalk leading to the podium where she, Alexis and Cameron would formally adress the sea of guests. Flash bulbs were going off every where as guests clapped and cheered... Morgan and Alexis stood side by side once again now out in the midst of the audience as the cover of her special edition issue was unvieled for all to see>>


<< in an icy voice over the sound system>>: It is my pleasure to presnt ent to you all , a synergy that is not only in touch with the pulse of society[Tempo], but also gives a face to the fashion industry in the city that RULES the fashion world [illustra/nyc]..and tonight...we celebrate ourselves, our fashion and our lives...here under the glamorous watch of the Parthenon...a hotel that even the goddess ATHENA would be honored to have bearing the name of her sacred abode.

This is all brought to you by Tempo Magazine, Illustra Inc. and King Enterprises, companies of style AND substance.

<< Morgan gestures, "showcasing" the giant magazine cover of the special edition as well as the luxe grand ballroom of the gala in this hotel as a wintery, sparkling effect sprayed randomly in the air high above and rained down white diamond dust.....the audience definately approved of the "mystic bling" as they cheered for the magazine, Morgan's presentation, and approval of the parethenon and its EXCELLENT accomodations of the evening>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Striking a pose along side of Morgan and Cameron, Alexis' sapphire blue eyes sparkled as the flashbulbs continued to go off. Smiling seductivly to the cameras, she turned to Morgan and Cameron whom were both enjoying the spot light as well. This night was perfect...completely perfect. ::

[Harbinger]

::Guardian "knew" what was happening and that everyone was celebrating. everything was turning out fine..and she had done what she wanted to do..which was shock and surprise not only her peers in the fashion and celebrity circuit..but those in The Six as well with her look and presentation.::

:: nodding her head in satisfaction for Morgan, Alexis and Cameron...she smirked as Bane tried to assert a hold over her with his pheromones..just as she KNEW he would...she gestures, waving her hand [ala' Prue Halliwell] a rushing/chiming sound is heard as she sends him flying across the room, face first into a pillar::

try again plant boy.

your paltry pheromones wont work on me. and i wont let you get anywhere NEAR me to touch me...now unless you want me to bounce your pretty little ass around here like a pinball on overdrive...youll tell me what it is you think you're doing. im NOT going to let you ruin this evening for anyone else.

:: she stood tall and posed....daring him to try something else::

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron King stood on the stage with his Business Partners as he watched Morgan wow the crowd with her usual shocking and effective techniques as the crowd went wild at the unveiling of the Celebratory Cover of Tempo Magazine. As Morgan finished her Presentation, Cameron stepped to the forefront as he looked at the girls and winked approvingly ::

"And just like our own Covergirl, The Parthenon Hotel Chain is one of Timeless Beauty and Elegance! You are all standing on a piece of History! The Parthenon Hotel Chain has risen like the Phoenix from the ashes to become the MOST exclusive and demanding Hotel Chain in History! And here tonight we are to reveal our Ad that will be plastered ALL over the world including New York, Los Angeles, Toyko and future location of Brazil! Our ad is the culmination of Alexis' Quartermaine's Graphic Genius, Morgan Victoria's Stunning Business Savvy as well as her beautiful looks, and well hell, I was just happy to be working with two such GORGEOUS women! And here we ARE!"

:: Admist the "Mystic Bling" and the crowd of Papparazzi and Celebrities the Banner for the Parthenon was draped over the Second Story Balcony. On it contained a picture of Morgan Victoria as well as several of the world's most FAMOUS Male and Female Models each depicted as a God sitting at what appeared to be a Mount Olympus like arena. The title at the bottom read: Live like the Gods and underneath read the logo of the Parthenon. The Ad completely coincided with the Ancient Greek like feel that the Hotel Chain HAD with such thinks as the famous Hotel Club "Pandora's Box" and the "Olympus Lounge". It was amazing as music began to pour through the speakers and the audience was diverted suddenly to a stage that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Both the Tempo Magazine Banner and the Parthenon Banner were in the background with videos showing the photoshoots for both while none other than Mariah Carey appeared dressed as a Greek Goddess as she belted out her latest hit. It was a surprise and Thank You for everyone who had showed up and it didn't help that Mariah Carey was the #1 Best Selling Female Artist in the Country at the moment either. It was turning out to be great. Light effects poured around the Ball Room as EVERYONE began to dance. ::

[Enchantra]

The crowd's cheers could be heard from outside as Morgan, Alexis, and Cameron stood on stage, reigning in their glory. Glitter from above floated all around the dining hall like silver snow flakes, flash bulbs went off a thousand times a minute...everything was perfect. Helena watched as her wretched niece smiled and enjoyed herself with the likes of Morgan Victoria and Cameron King. It was nauseating....It was time to make HER presents known.

Stepping out from the shadows, Helena had been at the Gala the entire evening. One minute a reporter, the next a spectator. But soon, she revealed herself in her true form. As Helena Quartermaine (http://www.fashiondish.com/issues/images/mar0599images/Hall_Deirdre.jpg). Slowly strutting across the dining hall floor, her facial express was hard to read--but there was that everlasting hint of evil emitting from her. Evil that was just dying to unleash it's fury upon Alexis. Narrowing her eyes at her niece, she raised a single eyebrow while crossing her arms across her chest. Finally...Alexis had spotted her. A small smirk appeared on Helena's lips as she lifted her arm up from it's crossed position and wiggled her fingers, waving tauntingly to Alexis.

[Bane]

Adrian finds himself sent sailing into the air and crudely sent head first into a pillar; then he felt himself fall to his ass for a second time that evening. Adrian sat on his knees, wiping some stray blood from his nose, though it was rapidly healing itself and the blood was minimal.

He stood again, more "aware" of himself and most definitely wary of the woman infront of him now. Adrian assessed her with a tilted head, deciding on the best course of action. She hadn't answered his question, and she had called him "plant boy". But most importantly, Alison was immune to his "charms."

It thrilled and terrified him.

"I'm not doing anything," he said testedly, and then shifted his tone to be more genial. "I came here with the pretenses of meeting and mingling with the rich and famous, of course."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: This entire evening was a success!! Cameron, Morgan, and herself had made their speeches. The crowd were putty in their hands. The entire revealing of the pictures, the music, the people. It was the most spectacular event to date. As Cameron finished his speech, the three business partners again began to strike poses as the photographers continued to take wonderful pictures of them. But soon, Alexis' eyes fell upon Helena. Her smile immediately faded...Alexis stood on the stage looking like she had seen a ghost. Realizing she was in front of everyone, she quickly began to smile--but her smiles were fake. Putting her hand up, she waved to the crowd before descending down the stairs of the stage and rushing through the crowd. Her heart pounded...what the fuck was Helena doing here! Finally reaching her aunt...she stopped. Looking at her dead in the eye. ::

"What the hell are you doing here, Helena."

[Enchantra]

Alexis' reaction was priceless...more then Helena could even wish for. Watching her niece rush off the stage and push through the crowds of people, she couldn't help but allow a smile to appear on her face. She always did enjoy torturing Alexis--hell it was like a past time for her.

"Now is that any way to greet family, Alexis?"

Allowing a fake "surprised" look to appear on her face, Helena simply chuckled.

"Oh wait. You're not family. You just insist on using the Quartermaine name to boost a magazine that should rightfully be mine."

Sighing in a very condescending manor, Helena rolled her eyes. Her brother--Alexis' father--had left Tempo magazine to Alexis. This always got to Helena, especially seeing as how he left it to the one person she despised the most.

"Nevertheless, Alexis. I came here for more pressing matters."

Lifting her chin a bit higher, a smug look appeared on Helena. She seemed to look through Alexis. Not giving her any respect. Any credit for the amount of success the Gala had this evening.

[Harbinger]

:: folding her arms...as she stood resting her wait over on her right high heel, Alison smirked::

who do you think you are dealing with, Lockart? I know everything. LITERALLY.

:: she looked down on Bane with cold, analytical contempt::

and for the record..i'm Guardian.

::narrowing her cobalt blue eyes.::

you're only here because you some how managed to bamboozle Alexis long enough to latch on to her. thats your MO..its how you got to this level in the first place. You have designs on Morgan and Illustra, which will cut your life expectancy in half at least...and you seem to think that you will have your way with Alexis...even WITHOUT using your pheromones. If she knew how LITTLE you thought of her...i doubt she'd be as willing to try to "pitch" you as a signature model to Morgan.

::winking Guardian just called him out in more than one way...and now she awaited his response. ever ready for anything he might try...even as the din of the celebration, music and cheering could be heard in the distance::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Rolling her eyes, Alexis too crossed her arms across her chest, showing her little interest about why Helena came here. She already knew why. She wanted to ruin her night, cause a scene, etc. etc. It was Helena's MO. Did she honestly think she could pull this shit like she didn't know what was going on? ::

"What? Helena. What? Are you here to tell me that I’m useless. I'm pathetic. I stole your magazine. I'm not a Quartermaine. What?! I've heard it all before. So what is this magnificent news you must tell me about?"

:: Sighing, Alexis was fed up. This was her night. Not Helena's. And she just wanted to get this confrontation over with and go back to the Gala. ::

[Bane]

Adrian matched her gaze superciliously as he crossed his arms, an outward show of defiance, though the gesture never manifested itself into his tone, which still maintained the artifical amiable quality.

"Guardian," he said softly, his eyes glittering for a moment. An appropriate name, as this woman was currently the only thing keeping him from manipulating the insepid minds of Alexis and Cameron.

"I don't think lightly of Alexis, Guardian," he stated quietly, leveling with her cold, hard gaze. It took an incredible amount of effort to keep the surprise from his words as he heard his plan spelled out for him.

"I am genuinely...interested in her. She is blunt, clever and beautiful. Quite a.. lethal combination," he said. And he found himself confused, for he was speaking his mind more than he ought to.

"My interests in Morgan Victoria and her company, Illustra Inc., are purely innocent and professional. Surely, Guardian, you're aware of what magic I've conjured on every platform that has taken my face. It is not capricious of me to move onward in my career."

He tilted his head, the ghost of a smile on his face. This was not Adrian Lockhart. This man that now talked to her was sharp and intelligent. The difference would be startling to anyone who had ever bothered to talk to Adrian. But he felt this woman would appreciate his succinctness and coldness, for it appeared she honored these virtues as well.

[Harbinger]

::Guardian walked up...and glared at Adrian...she looked THROUGH him as she sneered::

listen here pretty boy, i know more than you could hope to DREAM. I know about your humble beginnings, i know how you used people and stepped on them as though they were steps on a latter to your demented goals of conquest. You're here to do just what i said you would do. the fact that you PRETEND to be a man of innocent conviction, merely trying to further his career is what you would LIKE me to believe but alas, your pathetic attempt to take me at my measure has found YOU wanting.

stay away from Morgan...and leave Cameron alone as well....or I'll render you limb from limb. is that clear?

::Guardian turned on her heel and walked away..leaving her haunting, unforgiving aura behind as the air had dropped in temperature around them while she had been standing there::

::Adrian had encountered one of the most powerful members of the team...and he had no idea just how in over his head he would be if he crossed her....let alone Morgan. what he would do next..was anyone's guess::

::Guardian returned to the gala...smiling and waving to friends and associates...as she still drew looks even at this late hour of the evening with her dress...noting the success of the presentation by Tempo, Illustra and King enterprises, Alison happened to spot Alexis and an older, pretty woman. She made her way over...and immediately inserted herself among them::

::AHEM:: excuse me....Alexis...what is going on here?

::there was a REASON Alison had done this...that would become clear soon enough::

[Enchantra]

As Helena was about to lay it into Alexis, a tall brunette completely asserted herself into the conversation. Raising one of finely shaped eyebrows, Helena's aqua eyes scanned Alison and her attire. Her face showed a look of disapproval and utter disgust.

"Are you lost sweetie? The hookers are down the street and to the left."

Flicking her head to the side as if she was tossing her hair over her shoulder, Helena completely shrugged off Alison, turning her attention back to Alexis.

"I didn't realize your magazine affiliated itself with whores and prostitutes. Hmm. Anyhow..."

Rolling her eyes, Helena knew very well who the brunette was. Alison Marble. The queen bitch of the King clan. Either way, she wasn’t going to bother herself with that woman now. She had yet to explain to Alexis as to why she was here.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison chuckled loudly as she smirked at this older, brazen woman::

Begging your pardon, grandma. I am guessing from the look of this outfit that YOU'RE wearing that JoAnn Fabrics had another "blowout bonanza" sale and you just felt inspired after cleaning up on another bargain?

why dont you go take a geritole before the borrowed time your living on EXPIRES?

:: it was an insult and a threat...as Guardian looked the women dead in her face...and was a STEP removed from her in space...placing her hands on her hips again::

i didnt realize that the the cryogenics lab let its test subjects roam the streets...or maybe this a remnant from MysTech's failed experiments in the bio systems lab?

::she said MysTech on purpose..for she too KNEW who Helena was...although no one else outside of Alexis did::

[Enchantra]

Helena glanced at Alison as the woman retorted back. A rather clever insult...BUT she had been in the game a hell of a lot longer then Alison Marble.

"What is the incisive buzzing I’m hearing? Is it a gnat? Wait...no. It's you(Alison)..."

Turning to Alison, chin held high, eyes peering right through her. Helena didn't faulty once.

"By the way. Whatever you're think you're hiding with what's left of your dress. Too late! Most of the men in town have seen them."

Helena's grin grew bigger. She wasn't planning on mixing it up with other guests...but this was turning out to be a rather fun night.

[Jill Monroe]

<< a cold wind seemed to blow out of no where but was localized to where alexis, alison and helena were standing...as Morgan stepped into view. dwarfing Alexis and Helena with her stature, Morgan immediately looked down Helena>>

<<in an icy voice>>:what is going on here? why are you two talking to this woman when there are photo ops to be had? Alison...P.Diddy is asking for you by the way. I think he's got the hots for ya!

<< Morgan winked at Alison...but soon saw the seriousness on the seer's face...as well as Alexis'. Something was obviously wrong...and Morgan's smile faded..as she fixed her icy violet eyes on Helena>>

allright...what's going on..who is this woman?

[Harbinger]

well Morgan...the Crypt Keeper decided to make itself look a little less like animated road kill and more like a human being so it put on a wig and this Joann Fabric's special bargain basement dress and came to the gala. I happened to be asking Alexis a question....and it decided to address me as if it had any rudimentary sense of intelligence.

you know MysTech really should keep an eye on its creatures...this one really got far away from its incubation tube.

::Alison said this with such a smug, mocking tone...and she smirked at Morgan as the two women began to giggle at the older woman::

Helena Quatermaine......Alexis' aunt ...and by the look of her..i'd say she was the OLDER sibling of Alan's.

:: standing there were her arms folded...Guardian was hoping Helena would be stupid and try something...ANYTHING::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Alexis watched Alison and Helena go back and forth....Normally she would find anyone who defied Alison to be funny. But in this case, the blonde was not amused. Helena was here for a reason. And all this bickering and one-upping each other wasn't allowing Alexis to get any closer to why Helena had "graced" them with her presents. ::

:: She didn't want to be in the same room as her anymore. But before Helena could say another word, Morgan had come over. Very chipper and happy until she realized the seriousness of the event. Sighing as she asked who Helena was...Alexis looked up at Morgan with a not so happy look on her face as Alison introduced the two woman. This night was just getting worse and worse. ::

"Helena, what the hell do you want. This is getting old."

:: Alexis snapped. ::

[Jacob Black]

:: As everyone seemed to be entranced by the musical styles of Mimi herself and with Morgan and Alexis both exiting the stage, Cameron too excused himself after posing for a few pictures and finding Vivica at the Bar hobnobbing with some unknown Socialite. It wasn't long before he realized he was extremely close to Morgan, Alexis, Alison and some unknown woman and they all seemed to be getting into it. He leaned over to Vivica who by now was listening as well ::

"Look at them go at it like CATS!"

:: Vivica and Cameron watched in amazement as each of the women took pleasure in building up and breaking each other down all in the same sentence. Prophet wasn't sure if this woman was a business associate or an enemy of the Six or whatever, Cameron's inquisitive nature kicked in and it wasn't before long that he made his way over to the group and introduced himself ::

"Hello.. how is everyone enjoying themselves? Alexis, Morgan, you both did great!"

:: Turning to Helena ::

"I'm not sure we've met.. My name is Cameron King.. and you are?"

:: Quickly Cameron whispered mentally to Alexis ::

Friend or Foe?

[Enchantra]

Helena smirked seeing Morgan had arrived. Her resemblance to her mother was uncanny....Elvira after all did have a distinct look to her. Hearing Alison once again say the same insults about Helena as she did five minutes prior, she simply rolled her eyes and turned her attention to Alexis.

"I didn't come here tonight to bicker with dumb and dumber. I came to speak to you."

Turning to Alexis, she noticed a handsome man make his way up to the group. As he introduced himself, Helena lifted her chin a bit higher....Cameron King...

"Helena Quartermaine."

[Pam De Beaufort]

"Foe foe foe foe foe foe foe."

:: Alexis echoed in her head. Cameron undoubtably getting the hint that this was the infamous aunt that caused Alexis so much trouble and heartache in the past. Uncrossing her arms, Alexis raised her hand up to her temple, rubbing it. She was growing tired of this. ::

"Just say whatever you have to say and leave."

[Jill Monroe]

<<Laughing out loud at Helena when Alison made the crypt keeper and joann fabrics comments.... Morgan's eyes widened before a look of pure agitation washed over her face...as Helena retorted>>


<< her voice was icy...but more irritated>>: who does this mummified old bat think she is!? alexis...control your senile bag-of-potatos for an aunt or ill break her jaw and make SURE she can't say another word!

<< hearing cameron's voice...Morgan immediately whipped her head around and glared at him...it appeared she would attack him as well....but...>>

thank you. It was good to be able to pull at least ONE THING off without a problem.

<< immediately turning back to Helena>>

now then...about this dragon bitch...why is she here?

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron heard from the others that this was the infamous Helena Quartermaine aka Demoness Bitch from Hell who was bent on ruining Alexis' life. She was definitely a sneaky bitch from what he had heard and if she was here it was for one thing and one thing only. To cause havoc. Cameron retracted the hand he was about to extend when Alexis whispered back to him that she was in fact not a friend. His eyes immediately took a cold look at the woman. Right after, Morgan actually responded back to him. And her words weren't dripping with disdain and hate like they normally were. What was going on? Could her hatred for Helena Quartermaine actually outway her hatred for Cameron? No.. that was impossible. Whatever the cause for Morgan's lapse of consciousness, Cameron was grateful. It gave him some hope for the future of what the Six could be like if they were united. ::

"Dragon Bitch, eh? You've got quite the reputation here. I hope you don't mind that I will have to hate you now by association...."

[Enchantra]

Helena glared at Morgan. But her battle wasn't with her. Nor was it with Alison or this Cameron King character. It was with Alexis. And soon...everything would be revealed. As Morgan asked why she was here, a sadistic smile appeared on Helena's lips.

"You want to know why I’m here? I'll tell you why I’m here."

Turning to Alexis, Helena's glare could burn a whole right through the blonde.

"As you're parading around, celebrating this pathetic alliance with King Enterprises and Illustra Inc. You brother is laying in a morgue. AJ is dead, Alexis."

[Harbinger]

::Guardian gasped..as she looked up::

She attacked Karen too, Morgan...thats why Karen's not here....Helena and her men...tried to KILL Karen only hours ago!

::Guardian glared at Helena...raising a hand...ready to unleash some sort of attack...but she knew this wasnt her fight..not yet anyway. Alexis was the one who was just slapped with a shocking, painfull revelation.::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Alexis went pale. The air in her lungs had left her. A soft gasp could be heard....No. No it couldn't be true. Her eyes began to glaze over with tears....this wasn't right. ::

"...Don....Don't you say that. Don't you ever say that..."

:: Her voice soft and shakey. How could Helena come here and say something as horrible as AJ being dead just to ruin tonight?! The sadistic bitch! ::

"I spoke with AJ last night!.."

[Jill Monroe]

<< gasping as she put her hand over her mouth>>

Alison....my mother..is she .....how could i not have known!!! I have to GO!

<< Morgan abruptly teleports..the sound of thunder and chimes fills the air as the stepping disc whisks her away in the blink of an eye>>

<< moments pass and as Alexis reacts to Helena's shocking news.....Morgan returns via disc to the same spot she was before...after checking in on her mother and learning just what happend..and who Helena was...her eyes glowing and she is bearing her teeth with rage>>


<< glaring at Helena...as thunder rumbles in the air>>

HOW DARE YOU ATTACK MY MOTHER!! I AM GOING ...TO KILL YOU!!

<<Morgan lunges for the woman.....>>

[Bane]

Adrian held his ground, not even flinching at her frosty gaze. He infact raised an eyebrow as she came closer. A fearless woman, especially considering the faintly "acidic" particles around Adrian that had begun to clash with Alison's frosty aura. Humble beginnings, he'd wonder bemusedly, I had two superstars for parents.

"I don't pretend, Guardian," he finished as she had turned her back. I fucking do it, he thought acidly. Adrian watched Guardian walk away, and put a hand to his head once she was out of sight. This night had proven to be more monumentous than he had anticipated. Deep breath. Good. You could handle this.

She was pretty strong.

Yeah.

She should probably be avoided.

Yeah.

Adrian sighed, stepping away from the area to look around at the festivities. It appeared that the speeches had been given, and the crowd accordingly impressed, as an excited after-buzz hovered around the gathered individuals. He glanced towards Alexis, and saw her with Cameron, Morgan and Guardian. No, the timing, it simply wouldn't do.

He turned, walking to the bar, allowing a particularly large amount of pheromones to hover around him and utterly intoxicate the typical array of star-studded celebrities. He piqued his ears to the classical music and rolled his eyes. This whole "elegant" event simply wasn't cutting it for him.

It's time to "Hartify" The Parthenon. And as the night's hosts were accordingly wrapped up in an unrelated situation, Adrian seized his opportunity. "Hi there," he announced cheerfully as he sat down next to Jessica Simpson. Hey, wasn't she married? Oh yeah. And he grinned as he spotted Nick Lachey next to her, who grinned back.

Amateurs.

A few minutes later, what had started out as a classy, clean cut celebration of the trium partners, was now rapidly turning into a wild, dirty party. The classical music had ended abruptly; in its place, "Lapdance" by N.E.R.D. A crowd had gathered near the bar where something awe-inspiring was taking place.

Dirty Dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
I'm a dirty dog
I'm, I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog
I'm a dirty dog
Dirty Dog

Adrian was laid out on top of the bar, his decency long gone. The fashionable black suit was torn open, with the suspicious marks of nails. Pink nails. Jessica's nails. And his magnificiently muscled, tanned torso was exposed. A blond head, Jessica's head, was bobbing as she licked off the cream, utterly entranced by the deliciously sculpted muscles and the handsome face of Adrian, who had an impish grin.

Oh yeah, and he was sucking the mouth off of Nick Lachey, Jessica's husband. And, mm, that lower lip, God.

I'm an outlaw
Quick on the draw
Somethin' you never seen before
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face
I got somethin' chrome
And I got it from home
And it ain't a microphone
And I dare a mother fucker to come in my face

Adrian groaned. Nick laughed. Jessica giggled. "Ah ain't through with you yet, sweetie," she cooed with that Southern accent. Everyone around them was entranced. This was a testament to Adrian's abilities, as more and more individuals were drawn to the bar, with happy, complacent grins on their faces. Cat calls ensued. People joined in. Celebrities such as Hallie Barry lost all inhibitions and started up an impromptu Coyote Ugly dance routine.

Oh yes, the night was young.

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron watched as everything was revealed. Helena had attacked and tried to kill Karen? How did they even know each other? This was definitely the wrong move for Helena. Morgan had just lost her sister and now this woman was trying to off her Mother? He knew it was coming as she teleported away and then back as she lunged for Helena in front of everyone. This would get so much media attention it wasn't funny. Using his telepathic powers, he allowed the Six a temporary mental invisibility, allowing nobody to see them or know that they were there. This would cover all of their asses. Morgan was going to kill Helena if nobody stopped her. Nobody wanted Inferno Version 2.0. He knew that if it was him who tried to stop her, she would just as well murder him off along WITH Helena. He looked to Alison ::

"Alison! Stop her! She will KILL Helena!"

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian lifted her hand...as she turned and spread her arms out...a loud bell tolled in the air as everyone just STOPPED in time...no music...no sound...except for those involved in this rapidly declining situation...it would help to keep this from the eyes and minds of the unsuspecting guests::


::just as morgan appeared and moved to attack helena...Cameron yelled for Alison to stop her..and indeed she had to do something. it wasnt the right time for Morgan to assault Helena..NOT YET. Alexis was the one who was the most damaged by tonights events...but Morgan was obviously now affect as well::

:: immediately getting in Morgan's path..Alison put her hands out in a stop motion...to appeal to Morgan::

MORGAN!! stop yourself! remember what ororo said about CONTROL! ...remember what I can do [a seer]....TRUST ME....just HOLD for a moment longer!!

:: she looked at her dear friend ...her eyes conveyed that there was a REASON for this::

[Enchantra]

The pain in Alexis' eyes was apparent....even with her doubts, she knew the truth. She knew AJ was dead. Shifting her eyes from Alexis to Morgan, who had just returned from seeing Karen, Helena didn't flinch as she lunged forward. Simply looking back to Alexis, she shook her head at her obvious doubt that AJ was dead.

"AJ's dead, Alexis....it was pretty apparent when he was laying in his bed and you could see the sheets through his chest."

Watching Alexis cringe, her facial expression went from denial to completely anguish.

"You have no right to grieve AJ."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Looking up at Helena with a look of horror on her face, how dare she say she couldn't frieve AJ! ::

"AJ was my brother!"

:: The tears continued to glaze over Alexis' now dull blue eyes...she was in shock more then anything. Otherwise she would of completely broken down by now. ::

[Bane]

Much like how a snow ball gained strength, so too did the "bar scene." Infact, the entire establishment was rapidly changing into a nightclub scene, with countless men throwing off their suit coats and joining it. Women, who would be particularly scandalized by this behavior, abruptly ripped off dresses that were too "long" (in other words, dresses 5 inches above the knee), and enthusiastically participated in the writhing of bodies to the music.

Hallie Barry was shaking her ass with Mariah Carey, who had briefly taken a break only to be overcome with an absolute certainty that she had to abandon all coherent thought and get to that damn bar.

Lindsay Lohan was sucking vodka off of Tom Cruise's stomach.

Hilary Duff was behind one of those large columns, wondering vaguely if her babies with Justin Timberlake would look pretty, as he roughly kissed her on the mouth.

And so it ensued, with Adrian in the middle of all of this chaos. Nick and Jessica had begun to fight over him. "Honey, ya have ta share," Jessica whined, pouting. "Like you were sharing Seann William Scott on Dukes of Hazard," Nick retorted, pushing her out of the way to suck on one of Adrian's nipples. Adrian tossed his head back, eyes closed, grinning devilishly. Fuck yes, anything, anything, to take his mind off of the frustration of tonight's events.

And then time stopped, with Nick's sensuous mouth firmly worshipping Adrian's body.

[Enchantra]

Now Helena was heated...

"No he wasn't Alexis. Because you are not a Quartermaine ALEXIS. You will never BE a Quartermaine ALEXIS!"

Her voice began to escalate as her facial express emitted pure hatred towards her niece.

"You are a leech! A parasite! You latch onto people and hold onto them for dear life until they grow sick of you and toss you away like the piece of trash you are! You can't amount to anything! You can't even hold onto anything! Not a family, not your sobriety, much less a MAN! You wasted Kevin's time! You let Luke slip away, and you practically drove Jax Cortlandt out of Port Charles! You glommed onto my family like it was your own....but thank GOD you're never going to be a Quartermaine..."

As Helena continued to thrash into Alexis, it was visible how truly sadistic Helena.

"Of course, we let you stick around because you're pathetic. Makes us feel a little better about ourselves. Like taking in a stray cat. But make no mistake about it, Alexis. You mean NOTHING to the Quartermaine's. NOTHING! And as much as my dear deluted family may be, they know you are responsible for AJ's loss of life..."

Tears began to visibly fall from Alexis' pain stricken face as Helena came closer to her.

"And in your heart of hearts....you know it too."

Stepping back, Helena refused to remove her eye contact from Alexis. She was savoring every single solitary moment of this. Extending her hand out to a waiter who was frozen near by, she grabbed a glass of Vodka...Alexis' favorite drink.

"I expect you to finish what you were supposed to weeks ago, before you kill another one of us...."

Pausing, the silence in the room was eerie...alarming.

"AJ's funeral's Friday."

With that, Helena took a sip of the Vodka and smiled. Pushing the glass into Alexis' hand, she was through with her.

"Cheers."

Turning, Helena proceeded to walk away from the group and head to The Parthenon doorway.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan and Alison stood back to back..with their arms folded...they both looked so purely pissed and disgusted at Helena....as she tore into Alexis in a manner so cruel and vicious..it almost made made Morgan's tyrade against Cameron on the west coast seem like a mickey mouse special monologue...Helena certainly had a streak of contempt and viciousness that was only rivaled by Morgan or Alison ...or better yet KAREN, who was noticeably absent tonight...and now they knew why. and now Alexis had just been devastated....Helena poured salt on this deep emotional wound...and Morgan followed Helena with her icy voilet eyes as she toasted herself and began to make her way toward the exit of the parthenon.>>

<< thunder rumbled as morgan went after her...a quick pace..and caught up with her..grabbing her by her arm and yanking her back so hard she almost tore helena's shoulder out of socket>>

Not so fast ...<< her voice was so icy and her grip was like a vise as she was crushing Helena's wrist..holding her there>>

before you go.........allow me to share one last thing with you. its something that i think someone like yourself would understand quite well in a situation like this.

<< morgan looked away for a moment..before turning around...and SOCKING Helena in her MOUTH with her fist, which was surrounded by a halo of eldritch energy.....the punch was so hard..and so forcefulll..there was a a crack heard ..a crack of bone..as Helena was launched backward like a foot ball being punted and sent CRASHING THROUGH THE GLASS of the doors and windows leading out to the outside of the parthenon...finally she would land in the street...right in the path of an oncoming BUS>>


Bitch.


<< Morgan stood there...watching...and waiting>>

[Jacob Black]

:: And so the Battle of the Bitches was on. There was no way that after what Helena had just let fall out of her mouth as easily as if she was discussing what kind of salad she wanted at lunch would none of the women were going to let Helena get away that easily. And we're off! It was Morgan! He should've figured as much. She began to charge Helena and.. oh my god ladies and gentlemen, it appears that Morgan Victoria has delivered a devastating blow to Helena Quartermaine. It looks as if Helena might be down for the count. The glass shattered everywhere. Cameron cringed ::

"Ah man... not the glass windows and doors! Just had those replaced..."

:: He looked to Alexis as he came over and put his arm around her and embraced her into a deep hug. He kissed the top of her forehead. ::

"Are you okay, Lex? Do you want to go home? You can stay in any of the rooms here tonight if you wish.."

[Enchantra]

Helena was yanked back, turning to see Morgan, holding her. Snatching her arm out of Morgan's grasp, she narrowed her eyes at the demon sorceress not expecting what was to happen next. Soon, Morgan's fist met with Helena's mouth, sending the woman flying OUT The Parthenon doors and sliding onto the street. Groaning...that was a definite no no....She pushed her weight up off the ground in time to notice a bus about to hit her. As Morgan watched with delight, the bus ran over where Helena was only leaving her dress tumbling in the street behind....however Helena wasn't dead. Far from it. A crow could be heard squawking in the distance--ultimately Helena--flying off to tend to her wound.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian came up and stood beside Morgan ...as the Bus' horn blared...but alas there was no body impact::

she got away...just as knew she would.


:: Alison lookd back Cameron and Alexis...before turning around again and sighing....she thrust her hand forward....and waved it in a circular motion , counter clock wise::

:: an eerie "rewind" sound could be heard as she turns back time and restores the integrity of the glass doors and windows...all the fragments and debris quickly flowing back into place as it had been before Morgan struck Helena.::

well ..now no one will be the wiser.

I think we should end this gala....Alexis needs time to cope with the trauma...and Morgan needs to see to her mother....in case there is a retaliation strike. I will release these people...Cameron..you can subtlely compell them all to disembark...but do NOT touch Sharon Kelly or Alycia Barnett...ill need them BOTH to help ME do some "checking" on Helena.

[Pam De Beaufort]

Watching Morgan deck Helena through teary eyes...she didn't even feel satisfied. She didn't feel anything at all up until Cameron hugged her. Then it hit her. What really happened. What was really going on. Alexis' heart began to race. Her breathing began to pick up. She struggled to get away from Cameron, pushing herself away from him. Backing into a waiter which was behind her, the tray went crashing to the floor--the glass and drinks splashing everywhere. Quickly turning around...Alexis grew dizzy. Her anxiety level was elevating....the room was spinning. Grabbing her head, she closed her eyes as the others could hear the small gasps of air she was desperately trying to suck in.

Stumbling forward, she quickly began to make her way through the crowd of frozen people. Bumping off of them; not exactly being able to keep her balance well. Finally reaching a table, she hunched forward, grabbing the edge of the table with her hands, gripping tightly. Closing her eyes, she began to sob...her brother was dead. The words that Helena said were tearing into her like nothing had ever before. Blaze and Haleigh's deaths resurfaced...everything was hitting Alexis like a freight train. Screaming out of anguish, she literally flipped the table over, sending it flying into a wall. Strength not even Alexis knew she had. Dropping to the floor, her sobs grew louder...no one had EVER seen Alexis like this. Hell, she had NEVER been like this. Normally she would internalize everything....or let out a burst of emotion then surpress it. The closest anyone had actual ever seen of Alexis crying was when she found out Adam was alive...but that was brief. This...this was heart wenching. Her world had come tumbling down around her.

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron nodded as Alison set forthe a plan of action. Looking out into the sea of people, Prophet began to focus on them as a whole. His eyes flashed a bright electric blue for a few seconds before time was restored to it's normal movement and everyone began to pack up and leave. As the guests walked out they all waved and laughed and thanked Morgan, Cameron and Alexis for a wonderful evening. Cameron thanked them back as he turned back to the group ::

"Okay, that's all taken care of.. you want me to take care of Alexis? We need to get her out of here. We don't want her personal anguish all over the Enquirer..."

:: Prophet walked over to Alexis and knelt down with her, whiping the hair from her face and her wet cheeks from the tears. He looked at her honestly as a friend ::

"Come on, Lex.. come up to my suite... we can talk.. or not, you can just get some sleep.. Come on..."

:: Cameron extended his hand ::

[Harbinger]

::Guardian released the gala...and the guests went on to their various spots or homes...non the wiser with a little mind touch from Prophet. now it was just Morgan Alison, Cameron, Alexis...and Adrian. He had gone by anyone's notice and was still there.::


:: Alison and Morgan stood together...watching with shock and sadness as Aleixis fell apart. It really hit Morgan hard...reminding her of Blaze...as she put her hand to her mouth..she found herself getting misty eyed...and ALISON too had a look of sadness on her face...these women of power...were PowerLESS to do anything about what just took place..Morgan had done all she could by throwing Helena through a window...but now....here was the aftermath::


I dont know what more we can do right now.........and I RARELY say that.

:: Guardian stood...with her arms folded as she looked away for a moment::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Shrugging off Cameron's touch, Alexis turned away from him, shaking her head. She couldn't even speak at this point...she just wanted to numb the pain. Pushing herself up off the ground, she began to head to the bar...This was probably the most vulnerable Alexis had ever been. In front of anyone. Especially those in association with The Six. Normally she would suck it up to keep her "tough bitch" exterior from being questioned. But in all honesty, she didn't care who saw her like this. She couldn't hold anything in at this point. Grabbing one of the bottles of Vodka that Adrian and his hoard of hussies were drinking, she pressed her lips against the open bottle and took a large swig of it. The liquid burning her throat...the liquid easing her mind. 286 days of sobriety out the door....Helena was right. Everything she said was right. She couldn't hold on to a man: Case and point, Cameron. Couldn't hold onto her sobriety. Could barely hold onto her sanity at this point. It was the weakest, most vulnerable, and horrible vision of Alexis Chandler-Quartermaine any has every seen. ::

[Jacob Black]

:: As soon as Alexis headed to the bar, Cameron was eyeing her like a hawk, when she picked up the bottle of Vodka he willed it out of her hands with his Telekinesis. She was becoming a mess. He had to take drastic matters. Looking at her as their eyes Met, suddenly Alexis was almost frozen before her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she fell on the ground unconscious. Cameron had telepathically shut her down. He walked over to the bar and picked her up, throwing her almost over her shoulder as he looked back at Alison ::

"I am going to get her a room and let her calm down.. I will make sure I empty out the Mini Bar.. Don't worry she would be okay..."

:: Alexis would only be unconscious for a few moments, and would probably wake up before they got to the room but it was a risk Cameron had to take. He didn't want her to throw everything out the window that she had changed about herself because of the harsh words of one woman. As he grabbed a room key from the main lobby, and headed in the elevator, he wondered if she would be okay ::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Blast Cameron and his kind heart....Alexis' hand went limp as the bottle fell to the ground. And Soon, she followed suite. Unconscious and unable to intoxicate herself, Cameron scooped her up and proceed to take her into the elevator in which went up to her room. Even though Alexis was supposed to be Unconscious for mere minutes...her body just completely shut down. Probably from stress...but she was out for the count. At least for a little while. ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Spellbinder as standing by one of the tables...with her clutch in her hand. slowly exhaling. it was a night of dizzying highs...and bitter lows. surprisingly, her hair and make up were all in tact..and though she looked weary in the face...her ensemble still looked as crisp and chic as it did when she first arrived>>

Alison, im going to my mother's for the night...i need to stay with her for a day or so. she handled Helena's "troops" with ease and Helena herself..but she was shaken up from the sudden onslaught and the surprise of it all. I want to make sure there is no retaliation.

When you get back to Illustra..find out what you can on her....and would you look in on Tinkerbell?


<< as she and Guardian talked...they both remarked on how lovely an evening it had been...and when it came to what happened with Helena...they both just shook their heads>>

take care ...and ill see you in a couple of days

<<after hugging her dear friend, Spellbinder stepped back...and as she waved...a blast of thunder heralds the opening of a stepping disc...and Spellbinder teleports in the blink of an eye...out of sight and across town to the soho district>>

[Bane]

Behind the bar, a flushed Adrian hastily wiped off some of the excess cream left on his chest, which glistened with the combination of glucose, alcohol and saliva. Blatant teeth marks around his nipples and abs quickly disappeared as he buttoned up his dress shirt, thinking.

He had heard and seen everything. Frustratingly, the man could gouge no solid reaction from what occurred, especially when he spotted Alexis deliriously reach the bar and proceed to intoxicate herself. Of course, Cameron, ever the one to waste Adrian's opportunities, had taken the liberty of saving her from herself. He watched them both exit with a passive face, yet took interest in Morgan and Alison, who stayed behind, if only for a little while.

Grabbing his suit coat as Morgan left with the summoning of a stepping disc, Adrian walked towards Guardian. "It sucks we had to meet in such unfortunate circumstances, Alison," Adrian said genially, adjusting his cuffs but watching her out of the corner of his eye. That tone of cool certainty that had permeated Adrian's speech patterns earlier was gone. He would not make the same mistake again. And although she had given him a stern ultimatum, he felt that the current situation would give him the necessary leverage to address her without provocation.

"I didn't wanna hurt Cameron King. But he trespassed, Alison. He stole from me the only part of myself that the fans, the paparazzi and the media couldn't touch. He violated my mind, when my only prerogative was to meet you and Ms. Victoria tonight," Adrian said, now turning to regard her frankly with his beautiful brown eyes. Most women would blush.

Adrian didn't expect so much as a skip of her heartbeat.

"I don't really know what he or you are capable of," Adrian stated, grinning ruefully. "And I don't wanna wake the proverbial bear out of its hibernation, but I think, Alison, that you'll find I can be a most useful ally."

Adrian shrugged his broad shoulders, moving like a cat now as he neared her, that finely muscled body shifting smoothly underneath the tailored suit. In a flash, he had pulled out his business card, laying it down on the table near her. "I ain't out to get anyone. Just trying to make a name for myself," he said, laughing lightly and graciously bowing his head as he finished, "Good night."

Adrian turned and walked to the main lobby, his suit coat slung confidently over one shoulder. He was one of the few attendees that had chosen to spend the night and experience the pleasures that The Parthenon had to offer -- most had more extravagant homes nearby but fuck, he was tired, and he just wanted to go to bed.

"Lockhart, Adrian," he said as the concierge greeted him. Ignoring the look of recognition and shock on the man's face, he took his keys and with a quickly muttered "goodbye", entered an elevator that carried him to his room. Stepping out as it stopped at his floor, Adrian felt a vibration in his pocket and took out his cell-phone. A few seconds later, and he interrupted the voice on the other end. "No. Just..just send them to me tomorrow. Yes. Thanks a lot, man. Yeah, you too. Bye."

Adrian closed his cell phone and opened the door with his room key. It didn't take any hesitation for him to simply fall down on the king-sized bed in this suite and fall asleep -- mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted.

What a night.