Loose ends

[Jill Monroe]

<< a cold winter evening. the city is still unsettled by the events of the past two days but federal, state and local officials think they have a grip on the immediate situation. main streets leading to the federal district are blocked off. News channels rehash the bizarre events of the "trial" at the courthouse to nausea and the question is raised about the "mutant menace".....with implications of the identities of the "super powered beings" involved in the fracas. Yet no mention is made of MysTech who manages to make itself look like a hero as ambulances with technology powered by mystech along with surveilance cameras perched high on buildings(also provided mystech) are used in gathering together information during the federal investigation>>

<<reports of Morgan Victoria, Alexis Quatermaine and Cameron King having been present at the trial circulate through tabloids while an APB has been placed on Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barnett>>

<< corruption and mistrust as well as fear run high ..even as the city seems to be "functioning". the anti mutant sentiment is beginning to gain momentum and the lives of The Six...both mutant and non mutant are about to get that much more difficult>>

<< across town at the seemingly abandonned warehouse, Guardian, Prophet and Black Widow stand among the aftermath of the fierce battle/rescue effort of Sharon and Alycia. wreckage, scorch marks, fallen drones, black guards and two MASSIVE sentinels strewn about the place as well as the apparent remains of Commander Rick Riley. the building is eeriely silent and the smell of dust, smoke and death is in the air. the rest of the team, Spellbinder, Shockwave, MorningStar and the newest member Frost have returned to Illustra with their battered allies and are awaiting transport to a "safe house" provided by Clandestine Inc.>>
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@ Illustra inc.

<< those who were leaving the wear house were immediately transported back to Illustra...arriving on the private residential floors of the building. it was a beautifull site to behold , the portal and the safety of Illustra's private floors. the group was tired and weary...Sharon and Alycia seemed distant...Sharon with a blank stare on her face and Alycia looking down, and not having that fiery glint in her eyes. PHYSICALLY they were fine, thanks to the healing of Spellbinder and the warmth from Frost....but the psychological toll was apparent>>

allright ladies, we're home...we're safe. let's sit down here......
<< Morgan had a look of sadness on her face as she helped them both sit down on a couch and wrapped them up with a plush blanket. they were in the lounge area that connected to a private conference room>>

<< it was night time now, and the cold night sky was darker than usual with few stars and only a half moon. Morgan, the leader, felt responsible for all of this....and her face betrayed a look of uncertainty>>

<< in an icy voice>>: is everyone allright? or in need of healing? we have a few minutes until the operative arrives..i can whip up some hot chocolate or other refreshments..

<<she looked at each of the women carefully....narrowing her eyes a bit when looking at Frost. but even Morgan couldnt deny this woman did pull her weight back at the Cell...she had been intregal in the success of saving Sharon and Alycia and fighting off the sentinels.>>

when we get where ever we're going...i want you all to rest. Ill cast a spell around the ship to protect us from any intruders. i'm going to call my mother and arrange for counseling/"therapy" for Sharon and Alycia.....clearly they are suffering more than just physical trauma.

<< meanwhile, Prophet, Guardian and BlackWidow remained at the warehouse to tie up any possible loose ends.>>

[Foxfire]

** Arriving through Morningstars' portal, the young mutant boldly stepped through it. Walking through it into a new landscape, Illustra. Stepping to the left of the portal with the other women entering. Her hunter green eyes searching this room. It was magnificent site to behold. This room was warm and inviting a stark contrast to the cold and inhumane warehouse they evacuated from. Jasmine easily depicted sadness on Sharon, Alycia, and her sister. For a split second her empathy emerged stronger than usual as she had to regain her bearings. Blinking those long black eyelashes, she turned at the waist to loom over the window. **

** Frost was successful assisting this superior team of super hero's. But why did she feel like a body in an empty shell? Folding her arms across her suit, she admired the moon's beauty and mystery. Frost related to the moon in more ways than one - for the most part it swayed her more so with her power over water and ice. Secondly because the moon was an enigma and at times Jasmine was. The sweet aroma of lavender and potpourri invigorated her senses as a tranquility flooded her soul. She knew this was only a reprieve and the worse was yet to arrive. Peeling off her silver gloves, Jasmine cracked them - a bit of a nervous habit. Her eyes met those violet hues that belonged to Morgan. Jasmine kept the gaze - not bothering to look away. In that small frame of time, there was no anger or coldness in her green eyes and Morgan felt it. Dropping eye contact, Frost absorbed the small ounce of dislike Morgan directed at her. However, the young mutant saw progress from the Sorceress Supreme. **

** Frost felt unwelcome on this floor of Illustra, mainly due to the ban Morgan instructed at XS. If this was her team, she would have to melt some of that ice more. After all these women did save her life. Pushing from the window sill, Jas sat down on one of the arm chairs. It easily dwarfed her - making her resembled a small child. Crossing one leg over the other with her bare hands folding in her lap. It was heaven to sit down, her whole body ached and her skull throbbed. Her voice finally reached out - calmly and smoothly. **

"I'm okay, thank you. Your building is lovely, Morgan."

** Her eyes sliding back onto Morgan. A compliment was rare from Frost but when given she spoke honesty. Massaging her temples she rested her head back on the head rest of the chair. Shutting those green hues until the operative arrived. Pulling the ear piece from her ear. She spoke up once more - more clearly so Morgan would hear. **

"Delilah requires healing, she took a nasty fall when battling the Sentinel. I'm sure she'll put on this strong facade, but the suit I gave her gives me a progress on the wearer."

** The mutant fell quiet again to rest a few minutes before they all moved to the yacht. **

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah finished helping Alycia to the sofa as the portal closed behind them. She was limping slightly, and quickly found a seat in a nearby chair. She shook her head as Morgan asked if she needed healing. She knew Haleigh had good reason for keeping their destination secret, but still it made her nervous not knowing where they were headed. Sitting there doing nothing - the waiting - made her antsy.

She rolled her eyes at Frost's comment about the building. What did she think this was, and episode of Martha Stewart Living?

[Jill Monroe]

<< Spellbinder walked over to Delilah>>

I heard you had quite a fall while battling the sentinels. Let me help you, Delilah..

<< gesturing a bit as she weaves a pattern of power, a sparkling globe of magick forms around her hands as she gently thrusts them forward. the globe traveles as a soft chiming melody plays and envelopes Delilah...soothing her aches and repairing the damage to her body. the healing spell worked its course and Delilah was able to breathe and move perfectly as she did before>>

<< she knew Frost wouldnt be able to wonder too far away as the security systems would check her. she sit down next Delilah and exhaled ..burying her hands in her face>>

D, what kind of leader am I? i couldnt even protect Alycia and Sharon when it counted MOST. Sharon was nearly RAPED...they could have DIED in those tunnels. it just seems like this problem with MysTech...is getting further and further out of hand...and we are ALWAYS reacting instead of being PROACTIVE! and now we have Frost with us....do we DARE trust her?

<<the two women had the chance to talk between themselves while they waited for the Operative from Clandestine Inc to arrive. meanwhile the Illustra was dimly lit and peacefully silent. from the floors below ground to the 107th floor..the building was secure for the time being>>

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron surveyed the area. Obviously Alison knew what they had left to do here and now that the others were gone they could talk about the situation more uncensored and frank with each other. ::

"Okay.. so is the Mastermold HERE? Or is there something else we are here to do?"

:: He didn't think that Alison would take just Haleigh and himself to defeat this so called Mastermold. He thought that they would need the entire team of the Six together for this. Prophet found himself somewhat confused at the whole situation. ::

"On a side note.. is everyone okay? That was a rough battle.."

:: Turning to Haleigh ::

"You are okay right? About Rick Riley?"

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian crouched down and examined the epicenter of the blast that seemingly claimed Rick Riley's life::

I sense something....this wasnt a mere explosion. there was a distoration in space here. phase shifting. Rick Riley is quite possibly...ALIVE!

::a cold wind whistled outside and around the building..which seemed to be on its last leg::


MasterMold has become SELF AWARE and is moving about in the city...but not as a massive robot. he is in fact in human guise...waiting for the "right moment" to transform. My long range "site" cannot pinpoint where he is now....which is why the ultimate outcome i saw for Sharon and Alycia is STILL very much imminent.

We need to expunge all evidence of our having been here. Black Widow..you must destroy everything BELOW GROUND...and see to it that all data collected by Rick Riley has been erased.

Like it or not, we are going to have to just "resume" our daily activities. as Morgan's mother helps to repair the trauma Alycia and Sharon sustained, THEY will have to return to their positions too in order to overt any MORE federal scrutiny than there already is. The press and the people in general are beginning to fear mutants and superhumans...its just what MysTech was counting on..and even though we destroyed NERVOUS...the master mold, sentinel and nimrod programs are still VERY MUCH active.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh shrugged, and in a somewhat cold response, nodded with a countenance of indifference.

"Well I'm not about to break down and bawl about killing him, feeling all guilty and sorry for myself, if that's what you're driving at. His brother David was the better man, I always like David more.... he was Marine Force Recon... we worked together on a couple of occaisions. Unlike Rick, who nearly had a hernea once when he had to salute me, David rather liked the idea of a female commanding officer... of course... I think I rather fostered the fantasy..." Haleigh looked from Cameron to Alison and then stood up a little straighter, moving swiftly away from further discussion of that topic. "BUT that's another story for another time."

Haleigh trained her eyes on Alison as the precog spoke, and was looking a little like she was about to have a hernea herself... "THATS IMPOSSIBLE! EVEN if he found a way to escape this PLACE... his body is TRASHED.... the damage is DONE. He would have to be capable of POSSESSING another body... a COMPLEX skill even I can't master. Rick was good... his was talented, resourceful even.... but he's not THAT damn resourceful."

Haleigh shook her head in assurance as she began to circumnavigate the computer mainframe several stories below, poking around for the 'self eradicate' feature she KNEW Mystech would have in case their stronghold was ever infiltrated. With the landlines and ethernet cables all jammed, there would be no way for the system to broadcast Riley's intel before it was destroyed, so Haleigh didn't bother with wastin her time deleting things... the system would do that for her.

"No sweat... there wont even be any evidence MYSTECH was ever here... but Alison.... I can't say I agree with just going home and WAITING to be victimized... maybe we, the Six, should shift our tactics..." She began, unknowingly echoing sentiments MORGAN was expressing to Delilah back at Illustra. "Maybe we should EMBRACE this... we are ALWAYS going to be fighting Mystech... perhaps its time we start hunting THEM instead of waiting for their next wacko assassin. I dont know about the rest of you... but I'm SICK of Mystech fucking with us.... I think its time WE started fucking back.

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Meanwhile, at Illustra:

Zach appeared amongst the weary group, wearing a bulletproof vest over his white buttondown. Stamped across the front and back of the black vest were the bold white letters FBI. He had smudges of dirt on his face and hands, white bits of plaster and marble dust from the courthouse walls and ceiling spotted his vest and black slacks. He looked for all the world as if he had been having a long day.... but was relieved to see everyone was here.

"The courthouse catastrophe is FINALLY under control... the press is having a field day... but luckily there werent as many casualties as the NYPD had first suggested... It will be a helluva road to recovery but I thought you might like to know things are beginning to stabilize. If you're all ready, Ms Victoria... I'll lead you to our destination.... Haleigh would like to see you as SECURE as possible."

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian folded her arms as she stood, with her weight slightly shifted over to one leg. she was already taller than Haleigh, but with her stilletto boots, her size and stature were exacerbated.::

::she remained cold and analytical::

I'm afraid it IS possible Haleigh. We havent dealt with the entire scope of Mystech's capabilities. You saw yourself how Pipeline managed to even stay a step ahead of ME, a precog. With my temporal powers I can easily discern that there was a phase shift. Rick Riley's body didn't explode...the flash of the explosion was the COVER from him to shunt himself out of here. But HE is not the issue at the moment. I do not see him returning for quite sometime, as you did severely injure him....but he will remain a bitter enemy of yours AND the group.

:: she listend as Haleigh did in fact unknowingly echo the sentinments of Morgan...who was all the way across town.::

I am not suggesting we ALLOW ourselves to be victimized, Haleigh. I am telling you that we MUST allow things to unfold as they will. I still have the seige perilous and have not used it yet. you know that when this gem is drawn...that the danger is severe. We MUST go through this in order to arrive at the threshold of a new, all encompassing mission. and believe me, we WILL have the chance to strike at MysTech like NEVER BEFORE.

I do not like it any more than you, and I have constantly been searching for other possible time threads...Sharon and Alycia are dear to me, valuable allies to us ALL. To lose either one of them pains me like few other things can....and we will NOT just sit idly by and let master mold take them..not without a fight. the fate of the city depends on that.

But for now, kindly execute the sterilization of this area...and let us be on our way. I cannot pin point mastermold, and you will not be able to either.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah reluctantly allowed Morgan to heal her. She didn't like to admit to needing help...but she did feel much better. She allowed a little smile. ]

"Thanks."

[ As Morgan sat down and spoke, she felt for her friend. ]

"Morgan, you aren't responsible for this - you can't protect everybody all the time. All you can do is try and help when you can."

[ She lowered her voice a bit. ]

"As for Frost...I don't trust her. She's trying too hard to get into your good graces...and I don't believe that she's sincere. We need to watch her..."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Arriving at Illustra, Alexis watched as Sharon and Alycia sat distant from the group. Their blank expressions and lifeless eyes pained Alexis--she knew that feeling all too well. They were fighters, but at that moment, they looked as helpless as a child. Shaking her head gently, Alexis turned away from the group and slowly stepped forward toward the floor to ceiling windows that overlooked New York City. Inhaling deeply, she wrapped her arms around her torso allowing a low sigh to escape her parted lips. It was hardly a successful "win" tonight...they did in fact destory Pipline, but the emotional toll that Alycia and Sharon were going through made it seem like a loss than a victory. ::

:: Closing her sapphire eyes, Alexis could hear the soft murmurs of Delilah and Morgan; both obvious concerned for their friends. Morgan blamed herself...as she always did when she couldn't control a situation. Sometimes Morgan's worst enemy was her own doubts about herself. About her abilities and strength. She might of been the most powerful member of The Six...but Alexis knew she was more human than she'd ever like to admit. As they all were. ::

:: Letting out a low cough, the metahuman was struck pretty hard in the chest during the battle...though not fatal or a dangerous wound..mainly just a pain in the ass. Clearing her throat, Alexis stepped away from the window; the slight flicker of lightning illuminating the darkened abode. Glimpsing to the side, she caught Frosts eerie green eyes with her own, keeping contact for only a second. Glancing away, Alexis proceeded over to Morgan's large kitchen that overlooked the sitting area. Taking it upon herself to get a glass of water, Alexis didn't know what else to do...there WAS nothing else to do. They all simply had to wait. ::

[Foxfire]

** Zach's voice rang out clearly in the lounge area of Illustra but Jasmine kept her eyes closed. She was meditating and eavesdropping on Morgan and Delilah's conversation despite the woman's drop in volume. Sitting forward, her eyes fluttered open only to follow Alexis' into the kitchen. Cocking her head to the side, curious of Shockwave's isolation. In a way Jasmine related but she wasn't about to make friends with the Metamorph either. Standing up she stretched her muscles out with a low yawn. Reaching for her gloves she slipped them back on, turning to Zack with a nod. **

** Delilah's comment about the mutant didn't even strike a nerve, she brushed it off like air. What did that arrogant conservative cop know about her? Nothing, but she was fit to play the protective friend. Moving into the kitchen she leaned up against the large refrigerator peering through Alexis' soul without a word. Walking closer until she was three feet from Shock. **

"Your eyes betray such hurt - and I'm not necessarily meaning this mission. You've lost someone, it haunts you. I know the look well...I lost someone too and it was not my father."

** She kept her eyes locked onto the blonde, secretly gathering all the information about her. Getting a feel for who Alexis really was. **

"And please...there's no need to be rude to me. I'm just simply commenting on what I see. You're wary of me and I don't blame you. However you don't trust yourself these days do you Alexis? I know you won't answer that - you hope to linger in the shadows because your evolving yourself like a moth preparing to cocoon. Your the chameleon of the group - trying to fit in but I sense discomfort from you. Your a prime target for weakness - all I'm saying is...be careful. If I can read past your lines many more can."

** She stepped back to turn around quickly, allowing Alexis ponder her observacy. If anything Jasmine caught the facade, but she kept it private. That empathy handed down to her from Blaze. Running a hand through her dark locks she followed Zack outside, waiting for the others while deep in thought. **

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Lifting her eyes to Jasmine as she made her way into the kitchen, Alexis rolled them away as she placed her lips along the rim of her glass of water. Taking a small sip of the cool liquid, she shifted her glance back to Jasmine who began a mini monologue of "who Alexis really was". Parting her lips slightly, she couldn't believe the audacity of this woman; coming to her and spewing out her ridiculous notions...no matter how true they were. It was the principle of the matter, and Alexis was sure as hell not going to allow her to walk away without a few words of her own. ::

:: Grabbing Jasmine by the elbow, she pulled her to a halt. Taking a step forward, she met Jasmine's eyes once more; this time Alexis was expression nothing other than anger. ::

"You blow in here, what? Fifteen minutes ago? And now you're playing amateur psychologist with me? Acting like you care about me or this team? You have NO idea what I’ve been through these past few months; so don't you DARE stand there and analyze me and give me advise when you care only about yourself. The ONLY reason why you're here is because of Blaze....and don't YOU forget that.."

:: Pushing her arm away violently, Alexis brushed past Jasmine before turning around, eyeing her up once again. ::

"And if you want to test that little theory of yours...about me being weak. I'd be more than happy to oblige. Nothing would please me more than to wipe the floor with your smug face."

:: Narrowing her eyes into an intense glare, Alexis turned away from Jasmine and made her way back into the livingroom. Folding her arms along her chest, she approached the fireplace and huffed out an annoyed breath. Leaning her shoulder against the mantle, Alexis continued to wait. ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan looked at Delilah and nodded.....Delilah's experience as a cop, and common sense always shown through at times of uncertainty. Frost was definately the uncertainy of this group. She'd made a STRONG showing in her first mission with the group..but it would be ridiculous of Morgan to just go along with her repeated attempts to charm her.>>

<< Knowing Delilah would like a moment to herself, Morgan touched her on the shoulder and excuse herself. walking from one area of the large conference chambers to the kitchen area where Alexis was. On the way there she passed a small private room that Frost was meditating in.>>

<< reaching the kitchen, and hearing Alexis cough Morgan spoke>>

I think you could use some healing there Alexis.

<< Morgan raises her hands slightly, and began to work her restoration magicks. taking the pain away and healing the damage , Alexis could now breathe easily again as she was all healed>>

i know it might not be your style to accept healing from me of all people. but we are a team..a team who is being dogged by MysTech at every turn. we've got to stick together..if we hope to survive and protect those we care about.

<< after a few moments...Morgan nodded, trying to conceal her own doubts about her ability to lead..which Alexis had already discerned. shortly after, Jasmine would have a conversation with Alexis while Morgan was met by Zach who explained that the media frenzy was still in full swing BUT the actual area and aftermath had been calmed immensely. Morgan ran her hands through her blonde, double hightlighted hair as she sighed>>

allright...ill get the others. But i need my mother to come with us. Doctor Karen V. Victoria. Haleigh should have a file or something on her...as Clandestine Inc was protecting her from mystech for years. We need her to help with the recovery of Sharon and Alycia.

<< Morgan waited for Zach to reply before she rounded up the others>>

[Foxfire]

** Glancing up as warm fingertips grasped around her forearm pulling her back. Perking a curious brow, Frost had that 'Yes, what else' look plastered on her lips. She stood firmly toe to toe with Alexis who began to unleash that pent up aggression causing Jasmine to look smug again. Shaking her head, she remained silent for Shockwave to finish. Watching the other stroll off, Jasmine followed behind closely until she was beside Alexis. Leaning up against the fireplace she remained stoic this time. **

"You see, that fire is great in battle but make one false move.."

** Jasmine roughly wrapped an arm around Alexis' neck in a "sleeper" without harming her as her free hand pinned her right arm behind her. Pivoting her boot to lock tightly around Alexis' ankle enough for her to be pinned up against the mantle. Moving up to her ear whispering into it. A cold frost trailed along Shockwave's ear. **

"Your bark is far more fierce than your bite. You misinterpret my words blondey, which is why that anger blinds you. And trust me - I know all about your dear brother. But I'm not here to compare notes nor am I about to play Doctor fucking Phil. I know what the enemies target and your emotions are that of a freight train. Look at yourself Alexis..."

** She released Alexis slowly moving to stand beside her instead of behind her. Blowing a lose piece of strand that fell from her pony tail. "I'm not saying your weak persay but if you don't tackle your emotions you will be. You lash out in anger because what I speak is the truth. Discussing my sister is immaterial she's dead! As tragic and atrocious as that is - Alex your buttons are easy to push. I just proved my point. And I'm willing to guarantee you'll lash out orally or physically or even your powers. But you'd only prove my point - now tell me I'm wrong." Her green eyes sparkling with life, awaiting for Alexis. **

"If I were Blaze you'd listen but because I'm the cold hearted bitch of the family I'm mislooked. I really could care less my dear, I'm just trying to warn you. I also know you can't let someone have the last word. But what do I know right? I've only arrived here for a day or so."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Inhaling a quick breath in as Jasmine blind sided her, pinning her up against the mantel, Alexis clenched her teeth together out of frustration. Feeling Jasmine's cold breath along her ear, Alexis fiercely whipped her body away feeling Jasmine release her from her tight hold. Turning to the woman, Alexis' eyes were narrowed into an obvious glare; it only intensifying the more she spoke. What the hell was with the Fielding woman analyzing everyone? Looking at people like they were a blank canvas and only painting what they believed was that person's "life story". It bugged Alexis was Blaze did it, and it only further ticked her off now that Jasmine was doing it as well. Team mate or not, she was being pushed over the damn edge by this girl, and Alexis was hardly about to sit back and let it slide. ::

"Proof? Proof that you're right and I’m wrong? That I’m a walking 'train wreck' as you so nicely put it? You want proof...."

:: Waving her arm violently, ala Prue, a blue wave of energy went flying from Alexis' body and slamming into Jasmine, sending her flying airborne through the livingroom and crashing onto the kitchen counter. A massive crash broke the silence of the darken room, bringing everyone's attention to Jasmine and Alexis' obvious tiff. ::

"There's your DAMN proof you insufferable bitch! Enjoy your ‘I told you so’s’ and go to hell!"

:: Alexis wasn't going to deny that Jasmine was wrong. Ever since Blaze's, AJ's, and her father's death, Alexis hadn't been herself. Very bitchy, on edge, snarky. Basically how she was when the six first met her a year ago. It was her defense mechanism; her way of coping. And the fact that Jasmine was going toe to toe with her, calling her out on it, was getting under her skin. But when push comes to shove; regardless of how Alexis was emotionally, she would buckle down and get the job done and be there for the six. The other members knew this...but obvious Jasmine underestimate her. ::

"Keep her the HELL away from me!"

:: Pointing her finger at Delilah, Alexis stormed out of the livingroom and to the front doors of Morgan's penthouse. Opening the door with one swift movement, Alexis walked out into the hall, slamming the door behind her. ::

"UGH! That over-confident, egotistical, cold hearted, HARPIE!"

:: Pacing in front of Morgan's penthouse door, Alexis run her fingers through her honey blonde locks, trying to calm herself down. ::

[Foxfire]

"Easy tiger, you might have a heart attack, we wouldn't want that."

** She said calmly almost emotionless when she kept her guard up. Her eyes looking up at the ceiling at Alexis' shadow. Noting the change in intensity, hmm the energy manipulator was planning an attack no doubt. Drawing her eyes back down to lock on the feisty blonde she folded her arms across her chest. **

"I'm not the enemy here Alexis - I'm trying to pinpoint something out here."

** As she stared at Alexis she was ready for the attack. However as Alexis violently waved her hand she tried to side step the blue glowing orb only to collide with it. Flying through the air Jasmine roughly crashed through the small round table as pieces of wood splattered everywhere. A small yelp escaped Jasmine who held her side in pain. **

"That girl needs serious anger management."

** Coughing away the small dust that surrounded her she climbed off the broken table only to find her own anger boiling. Narrowing those blue orbs she flamed out only to appear outside in front of Alexis. Yanking her by the throat to face her, that voice cruel and icy now. **

"You stupid BITCH! You just don't hit and run me!"

** She pushed Alexis back into the wall roughly clearly throwing her through it. She smiled to herself. **

"Clever girl - you pushed my buttons. But I'll show you who I really am!"

** Leaning in Jasmine moved like lightning in her speed and stamina only to pin Alex's body against the white wall, allowing the Metahuman's arms to move freely. Grabbing each of her wrists Jasmine placed Shockwave's hands on her cheek bones. Alexis was able to feel the mixture of heat and cold within her body but the longer Jasmine caused Alexis to hold on the longer the woman saw. Jasmine felt her energy being sucked away like a vacuum with her veins popping along her neck and her wrists. **

** What Alexis saw was a more softer Jasmine, one who mourned for her sister, detested her father, and loved her daughter. Flashes of Michael - Jasmine's fiance, her daughter, Violet - her second in command. The Metamorph could see the fire in Jasmine's eyes in the memories especially holding her daughter. **

**FLASHBACK **

"Mommy has to go away my angel." Frost had been crouched down by her daughter in the flashback. "Why mommy?" A bit of an accent in her daughter's tone. Frost looked down, "because I can't let anyone hurt you." "You mean how they took daddy?" Jasmine nodded as she held back her tears, "but your daddy is in heaven. He watches over us but I won't let anyone harm you. But for now you have to stay with your cousin Violet, she'll keep you save." Jasmine held her daughter tightly nodding to Violet, "I love you." Little Elizabeth smiled up "I love you mommy." Placing Liz down on the sofa, Jasmine waved to Violet as she walked out. "Keep them safe from the Mafia." She whispered.

** End Flashback**

** Jasmine pulled Alexis' hands away collapsing onto the ground for air. Her breathing much more labored than before. "Now maybe you'll understand why I MUST be so cold!" Jasmine glanced up at Alexis, her complexion returning. "Because of my emotions - my fiance was killed by Decimation - A group of humans who capture mutants, torture them, and kill them. Their anti - mutant and if they found my daughter I'd be broken to pieces! I don't presume to know you Alexis - I was just trying to help you...don't make the same mistake as I did." She stood up now eye level, "I apologize if I pushed your buttons or upset you."

** Frost looked away to return to the room knowing Spellbinder and Morningstar would give her an ear full she knew it. **

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh rubbed her eyes, sighing. The ground beneath their feet trembles so forcefully that some MORE debri shakes loose from the ceiling around them. Haleigh sucks in a deep breath as she looks up at Alison, an undescernable expression on her face.

"Very well... I'm done here..." She seemed to finally resign to the circumstances, as she stepped over a fallen body to take a look at 'ground zero', the spot Riley had been before he pulled a Houdini. It was hard to tell what she was thinking, as she stared down at the scorchmark, momentarily reticent. She lifted her chin to look up at alison, locking eyes with absolute confidence. "Sharon and Alycia are going to be fine... they are SAFE with us... theres NO WAY any of us would let something happen to them. Now lets get out of here... I have a feeling this building might not be standing much longer." She says, a smile in her voice but not on her face. She pulls out an orange-sized sphere and rolls it a few feet away from them, where it activates and begins a countdown to detonation.

"Shall we?"

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Meanwhile, at Illustra:

"Don't worry about Dr. Victoria.... Haleigh has sent for her already and she'll be brought to the dock to meet us by a pair of CI operatives."

Zach says, a soft italian inflection on his words. He jerks his head to look into the kitchen, where it sounds like all hell is breaking loose. Narrowing his eyes, he turns back to Morgan, raising his eyebrows as the full conversation is heard by them both. He decides to try to take the focus off Frost's revelation.

"Somebody should probably break them up... so we can get the Senator and the D.A. to safety...."

[Jill Monroe]

<< Spellbinder heard the commotion and walked with a purpose to she source of the disturbance but Alexis and Jasmine had moved from the kitchen area of the large conference room to the front vestibule. Alexis had seperated herself from the situation and both women looked rather agitated. across the way, sat Delilah, giving a disapproving stare at Jasmine and on the couch sat Alycia and Sharon. Morgan wasnt sure WHAT ALL had taken place between the mutant and metahuman b>>

<<sigh>> Do you two think you can keep it yourselves under control? We shouldnt be fighting among ourselves...we did that before and you see what it cost us.

<< looking at Jasmine>>: i suggest YOU sit down and keep your mouth closed right now. you're "position" among this team is shakey at best and given the situation we are in, it wouldnt do you well to try to probe ANYONE here.

<< looking at Zach>>: I'm sure Alison and the others will be along in a moment...but at least we are all now in the same room.

<< walking over to alycia and sharon, Morgan looked at them..and brushed some of Sharon's hair out of her face>>

They havent said anything since we rescued them....They've been through so much...all because of trying to help us...and mutants, metahumans at large....I hope my mother can help them snap out of this state of shock..

[Harbinger]

::right on cue, Guardian's voice was heard::

Here we all now.

:: everyone could see Alison, Haleigh and Cameron now in the room with them as Guardian walked forward, eyeing Zach with her intimidating cobalt blue eyes. She KNEW he was always leery of her given her nature and presentation.::

The Cell has been expunged of all evidence that we had ever been there, not to mention any possible recovery of information to MysTech. Pipeline is confirmed dead but Rick Riley, actually escaped via "phase shift" teleportation. His exact whereabouts are unknown but it is highly unlikely he will return anytime soon given the time he would need to recover from Haleigh's attack.

Haleigh has arranged for the warehouse to implode on itself...following a fire sweep through the entire length of the structure. we are ready to leave for the destination provided by Clandestine Inc.....but there is one other thing.

::she paused for a moment::

Master Mold became self aware an hour ago. He is synergized with the Nimrod Matrix and is moving in society with the appearence of a large, well toned white male. there will be a catalyst that triggers the final transformation...and that is when the final phase of this caper will begin. One among us will make a major sacrifice to save the group, the city....and there will be another loss to us as well.

<< holding the seige perilous in her gloved hand...it shimmered a bit as the gold around it sparkled. since it was still present, it was clear that the danger had NOT passed and that whatever was going to happen..it would take this cosmic gem in order to set things right again.

:: with last minute preparations, the group, along with the allie were ready to be transported. Dr. Victoria would join them on the yacht and they would begin the process of preparing for what was to come::

[Foxfire]

** After all the hot air had dissolved - Frost returned to the group as Spellbinder addressed her. Great, who else right? She locked eyes with her half - sibling but this time they glared at Morgan coldly as she snapped back aggressively. **

"SHUT it already Morgan! You pretend like your some angelic fucking angel when your not! So please, spare me the idol threats or the lectures when your just as guilty as I. Whether you like it or not you'll hear from me frequently so I think its time you shut the HELL up for a change and cut me some slack because I just helped this sorry ass team! Yeah - that's right I helped THIS team or did you forget?! You know that giant snake you were so afraid of? I saw the look in your eyes and it was ME who destroyed the piece of shit. So if anyone should be grateful its you!"

** She huffed a quick breath before settling down with her arms folded across her suit. Her eyes locked heatedly on Spellbinder. **

"I pulled my worth here! And I will CONTINUE to do so - now get the FUCK off my back! Just because I give Alexis some advice and she decides to go pi - polar does not require you to threaten me! I was looking out on her behave. Why I bother with this dramatic sense of drama queens I don't know but I'm here. So for once in your life Morgan, move on! This isn't Melrose Place or Desperate Housewives."

** She spat coldly with her eyes looking from Morgan to Delilah like a rattlesnake, preparing to attack viciously. She knew Morgan would lash out but this time she wasn't going to take her comments anymore and it showed. **

[MorningStar]

[ At Frost's outburst, Delilah stood and put herself between Jasmine and Morgan. She had heard enough. She crossed her arms, staring darkly at Jasmine. ]

"Will you PLEASE be QUIET for FIVE MINUTES?! Not everything is about you, and we have more important things to do right now than listen to you alternatively bitch and tell us how terrific you are. So SIT DOWN, cause NO ONE CARES to hear it anymore."

[ She turned her back to Jasmine and spoke to the group at large but no one in particular. ]

"Can we go then?"

[Jill Monroe]

<< gritting her teeth. Morgan thought she might recreate the moment where she knocked Jasmine on her ass. But Delilah stood up...the usually calm, mellow and logical young woman, expressing the exasperation that everyone felt. NOW was not the time for Jasmine to make her ill advised "stand" against the evils of Morgan.>>

<< Morgan glared at Frost..>>

insolent wench. she better back down, before i KNOCK her ass down

<< Morgan waved dismissively at Jasmine before folding her arms>>

yes, let us go now before we need the emergency services on the premesis.

Delilah, if you'd please help me with Sharon and Alycia.

Alison, please ensure the security and defense protocalls for Illustra are fully activated.

If everyone's ready....we can be on our way.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh appeared, her and Cameron flanking Alison at her sides. Haleigh looked from Spellbinder to Zach, then to each of the others standing around. Her gaze settled on Frost as she began ranting. A quick moment of eye contact with Zach and Haleigh seemed to understand everything that was going on here, despite the fact that all he did was nod. Haleigh narrowed her eyes and turned on Frost with the demeanor of a bird of prey.

"Miss Fielding, that will be enough input from you, thank you. Morgan... just let me handle this... I'll be brief." Haleigh said politely, as she strode across the room and pulled Jasmine forcefully along with her. She separated them from the group, keeping her voice low to avoid berating Frost publicly... Haleigh wasn't one for crucifixion shows, and she allowed Frost this courtesy because she felt it was the best way to correct unwanted behavior. "You are in NO position to be lording given assistance over ANY member of this cartel. YOU are on BORROWED time. MY time. It was because of MY company, MY money, MY orders that you survived the gunshot wounds last night... it was ALSO because of me that you didnt end up where your FATHER is... or WORSE. If it wasnt for ME, you wouldve been at that courthouse this morning, and killed then... or TAKEN... with Sharon and Alycia. And IF you couldve survived that, then let me keep going... it was because of MY intervention that you werent KILLED by Morgan when you confronted her at Illustra after the courthouse catastrophe." Haleigh lifted her hands to her hips and continued with a steady cadence, a stern tone that commanded attention. "You are being rather SELFISH right now... Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barnett have been through SO much today... they are stunned and DEEPLY affected and they are COUNTING on us to help them as they have infinitely helped us. NOW is NOT the time for PETTY powerplays. Your position on this team, while we all appreciate your contribution, is SHAKY at best. We are not a one night stand organization... you will have to CONTINUE to prove yourself and right now you are JEOPARDIZING everything YOUR sister did for you when she came to us. Now i want you to be SILENT and still.... and THINK about what I've just said... and if you have anything to say in rebuttal... address me on the Beowulf... because right NOW we need to get OUT of here and get help for Sharon and Alycia."

Haleigh guided Frost back over to the group and gave her a look... this was the moment of truth... a double test, if you will. Would Frost, as Blaze had promised, listen to Haleigh? Or would she yet again blow the chance haleigh was offering? and COULD she be strategic, or did she allow her emotions to run away with her? Haleigh glanced to Morgan, a soft and hopefully reassuring smile as Haleigh joined Zach's side and interlocked fingers with him.

"Let's go."

Zach nodded and closed his eyes, him and Haleigh disappearing first. Shortly thereafter, everyone in the room would feel a strange pulling sensation at their navels as Zach brought them along for the ride... milliseconds later they all stood on the private dock in East Hampton, Haleigh's home in the background. As promised, Dr. Victoria was standing at the end of the dock, looking on as the two armed CI agents prepared the 80 ft yacht for departure. Haleigh directed them all to board ship.

"Alright everyone... lets not squander any more time... Its a little windy and chilly tonight... lets all go below deck and get comfortable."

[Shadow Weaver]

::Karen stood, tall and elegant in her regal black flying suit w/ cape. the cape flowed in the winds as did her hair and for anyone who had never seen Morgan's mother before...the resemblence between the women was striking to say the least::

http://harpiesbizarre.com/fly100.jpg

:: she stood with her hands on her hips and as the Six arrived...a subtle smile came over her usually icy stern facial expression. she walked forward...following behind the guards until reaching her daughter::

Morgan!!

:: Mother and daughter hugged tightly and expressed joy at seeing one another. She hugs Delilah and Alison, whom she long regarded as surrogate daughters...and takes time to acknowledge the rest of the team...with the exception of Frost...whom she had been WELL aware of since the woman's first appearence before Morgan.::

Thank the goddess you're allright! When i heard about what happened to Sharon and Alycia......i began to think of your father...and what he tried to do to me all those years ago.

Once we're settled in our quaters, i can do an analysis of both women, and determine the extent of their mental trauma. but i want one thing clear...

:: pointing at Frost...as her cape blows in the wind::

THAT woman is to stay away from them and not to have any contact with them while we are out here.

::using the powers vested in her by the state of new york, as well as her capacity as a liscensed psycho therapist, Dr. Victoria was making sure that Frost would essentially be QUARATEENED and isolated from the two women::

[Jill Monroe]

<<hugging her mother, Morgan felt a sense of comfort and relief. the regality and confidence that her mother exuded had definately been passed on to her daughter but with the recent events Morgan had been plagued with doubt and uncertainty. at least now she would have a chance to have a heart to heart with her mother while on the private yacht and hidden from private eyes and minds.>>

Mom, I...WE are glad you agreed to help us again. There arent too many people that can or are even WILLING to help us these days...the threat of MysTech is GROWING ...despite our efforts and the tide in society seems to be changing..and not for the better.

At least for now, we have the added benefit of Haleigh's agency to keep us hidden from the prying eyes of the media and other sources.

<< for the moment, Morgan had put the issue of Frost out of her mind. Delilah and Haleigh both rebuked the young woman and Morgan had other issues to attend to. She wanted to find out more from Alison about what the future held for the team....for in her heart of hearts...she felt something dreadfull. the Seige Perilous was such a deadly gem and it was weilded by one of the most deadly members of the group. Alison wouldnt even THINK of manifesting it unless the situation was truly grave.>>


<< once they boarded the luxurious private yacht, Morgan helped place Alycia and Sharon in a large, comfortable and quiet cabin while Karen began to set up some necessary equipment that she would use in combination with her magicks...the reason she was in fact such a successfull and highly respected therapist...though her exact methods were unknown by the general public.>>

<< the six could rest in knowing that sharon and alycia were in the best possible hands for the total recovery of these two women as they struggled to cope with the trauma they endured>>

[Foxfire]

** A deadly icy glare was directed at Morningstar and in her heart Jasmine yearned to attack the powerful blonde. Clenching her jaw with the veins bulging in her cheeks she looked away - trying to cool her emotions. But these were no ordinary emotions they were dark and murky of murder, disembowelment, decapitation. Her lips curving into a smile as she noted the aggressive tone in the woman. **

"Anger's a bitch huh flashbulb?"

** It was another dreadful moment as Haleigh came strolling up to her. Of course, more lectures she thought. But as Black Widow escorted them away she yanked her arm away fiercely. Those green eyes fading to a midnight blue in anger. **

"Save it Haleigh! I detest this team including you for being so self righteous at this moment and time! I don't care if you saved me - you should have let me die rather than carry on with these circuits freaks. I don't think this team is grateful at all I'm constantly instructed what to do and I won't tolerate that anymore. Your words are useless!"

** Her tone was more icy and angry than before but why? It had to be more than Morgan, Delilah, or even Alexis pushing her over the edge. Returning to the team, Jasmine distanced herself from everyone on purpose. The last one to leave as they arrived to their final destination. **

** Frost sighed under her breath at the site of Doctor Victoria who made it clear the mutant was to have no contact with the two women. Which only added more fuel to her fire but as Jasmine climbed a board she walked down into the lower desks. Her eyes glowing in the darkened cabins to find a room to herself. Her anger attacking her more than ever with her internal conflict to follow it. Turning the handle on a room down the hall on the right she walked in after shutting the door and locking it. It was a luxurious room with a queen size bed, large desk, a plasma screen television, bathroom, etc. **

Blaze: "Jasmine....why do you continue to pull this team apart?"

** Blaze had been standing in the center of the room looking at her sibling without anger but curiosity. The fiery mutant felt her sisters anguish but what was causing it. Jasmine walked around the room eyeing Blaze fiercely. **

"Go to hell Blaze! Your dead, now deal with it!"

** In a blur of movements Blaze appeared in front of Jasmine only to strike her in the mouth, sending her sprawling onto the bed. Blaze's eyes morphing into a yellow tint as she growled with anger. **

Blaze:"You spiteful - arrogant little bitch! It was ME who got your sorry ass in this team. And it was also Morgan, Alison, Delilah, Alexis, Haleigh, and Cameron! Don't blow it with your venomous mouth!"

** It was the last straw for Jasmine who rolled off the bed with the sheets wrinkled as she lunged in the air striking Blaze with a stunning crescent moon kick. Fox was sent crashing into the wall with a thud. Jasmine was immediately lashing out with elbows, kicks, and punches to her sibling. Blaze missed a couple only to deliver a deadly uppercut to her sister's throat. Jasmine collapsed onto the ground coughing as Fox walked over. Spinning her boot around Jasmine kicked her sister's knees from under her. Crumbling to the floor, Blaze wrapped her legs tightly around Jasmine's head squeezing with all her might. The two locked in a deadly battle, it seemed neither one was backing down. **

** A few grunts and huffs as Jasmine's hand was able to slide down on her black boot pulling out a hunter's knife before stabbing Blaze in the leg. She grinned shoving the knife in further to tear the flesh. Releasing Jasmine, Blaze back peddled to pull the knife out, no visible blood though. She tossed the knife at Jasmine only for it to be caught in her hands, blood trickling out of her hands from the quick catch. **

"Blaze, these people are useless! They can all rot for all I care, I have better things to do than help a bunch of stuck up people."

Blaze: "Is that it Princess? Your with them for a day or two and already your bitching? Get over yourself Jasmine. The world does NOT revolve around you - I know your sugar daddy did but he's dead, so YOU deal with it cupcake! Get your fucking shit in gear before you really piss me off!"

** Jasmine laughed in her sisters face before blinking to Foxfire's side as she plunged the knife in her sister's side roughly. A small gasp was heard from Blaze who noticed the knife, dropping to one knee. Jasmine gleaming with victory as her eyes morphed into a darkened silver tint. **

Jasmine: "That so sis? Guess what bitch, I don't care."

** Blaze's eyes shadowed to a dark crimson as she opened her hand to unleash a high powered lava blast that connected to Jasmine's chest burning through it as she crashed into the desk, breaking it. Pulling the knife out, Blaze threw it into the wall where it was impeded **

Blaze: "Okay, fuck it! Your ass is mine now!"
Jasmine: "Yeah, I'd bet you love that you dyke!"

** The two collided again but this time Blaze had the upper hand. She purposely manipulated Jasmine's body temperature to rise and decline spontaneously that it caused her a fever. Slowing her down, she yanked Jasmine into the wall with a thud. "My patience is wearing thin, I could send you to Limbo and allow the demons to feast on your flesh and spit out your bones. Or I could leave you to Morgan, she'd take pleasure in that. But I'll play rough with you Jasmine!"

** Two fingers curved inward to Frost's throat, causing her to gasp from pain. Blaze perked a brow only to continue on. "You know that precious daughter of yours? Real cute with adorable dimples? I will have it known that she will be taken away from Violet and you won't know where she is! Or I can even arrange her to be murdered! Fuck with me and I'll fuck you harder my dear. No more warnings, questions, inquiries, your done. Your going to take what this team dishes to you and you'll keep this obnoxious mouth shut! This isn't a promise, its a fact."

** Releasing Jasmine who collapsed onto the floor in a heap coughing for air. Blaze stood over her, "I mean it Jasmine." Blaze studied the room to notice the damage, "yeah Haleigh would kill me with our mess. I'll tidy your room up before I go." Snapping her fingers all the damage in the room vanished. Helping Jasmine up she made her twin lay down to rest. Covering her over, Blaze was obviously the older sister despite what Jasmine thought. **

"You'll sleep the fever off."

** Flicking off the lights Blaze walked out of the room closing it behind her before disappearing. **

[Shadow Weaver]

:: on another level of the cabin floors, Karen moves about a large , spacious luxury cabin. her own suite is connected to Sharon and Alycia's with guards on the outside of both doors. Karen, still wearing her "bewitching" flying suit is putting the final personal touches on her luxury cabin...having given Alycia and Sharon both a relaxation treatment to help them rest for the evening. She would begin the first stage of "analysis" while they slumbered; using her own magicks to spare them the pain of the effort in "recalling" the events.::

::she'd left specific instructions to have some equipment brought on board to monitor their vital signs and Haleigh's tech men installed everything properly. insulating all communication and ethernet paths from any possible outside tapping/entry.::

::humming softly to herself as a soft classical musical score/opera played in the air, Karen was the most senior passenger on the yacht in terms of age and personal experience. she was FAR FROM LOOKING her age and had no problem with interacting with her daughter's colleagues all of whom where in their late 20's or very early 30's.::


:: some time passed as Karen refreshed herself with fresh fruits, and aquafina, read for a while and meditated to prepare for her tasks this evening. and later, she quietly emerged into the luxury cabin where Sharon and Alycia slumbered. she took her seat in between the two queen size beds and centered herself...beginning to concentrate as soft chimes lingered in the air...and a flickering gold pentagram formed around all of them. the area of the room began to shift and swirl as Karen cast her spell...to recall the memories of the events in the warehouse from Sharon and Alycia's perspective.::

::the spell activates as Karen now travers the astral plane and experiences the memories "REAL AS LIFE" in a crash of thunder, Karen was now standing against the wall...in the control room on a hidden floor of the warehouse. she watched as Rick Riley interrogated Alycia, who defied him every step of the way...despite his slapping her and having his goons drag her to dark dungeon. Karen once again appeared standing against the wall as she watched the scenes unfold with shock. Alycia fought as hard as she could in mind and words...but her body was taking such physical punishment......these "men" brutalized her as if she were a hostile prisoner of war. and just as Alycia blacked out....and Karen's face contorted with sadness.....thunder flashed again. Now she was below ground. watching as Rick Riley ordered the Cell's defenses to attack The Six who had by now stormed the building. Sharon was near by....crawling toward an unconscious Alycia when Rick was suddenly upon her. berating her verbally and explaining his plans before physically assaulting her. Sharon's cries of pain and fear were hard for the sorceress to take..despite her profession as a therapist. She watched as Rick Riley attempted to RAPE HER...tearing her clothes, pinning her down...and violating her. Soon the attack was halted as a conscious Alycia, fueld be adrenaline and rage struck the hulking commander down by slamming a rock into his head with all her might. Karen "watched" as the two women bravely try to find their way through the dark tunnels...she saw things as they did...the darkness..the arid, stale air...the jagged walls and ceilings. the screaming of prisoners already half dead and creatures prowling. and finally as the two women were confronted by a trio of Sentinels who were about to fire upon them. it was UNUSUAL for a sentinel to be programmed to attack normal human beings with no trace of mutant or meta human traits. Karen could only "watch"..but finally the members of the Six arrived, with Haleigh reaching them FIRST.::

::and with that....the "Memory probe" spell was complete and with a crash of thunder and strobing flash of light....Karen was back in the physical plane...in the room. gasping with shock as she put her hand to her chest and leaned forward a bit.::

my goddess! NO WONDER they are in shock now....the things they have faced....

:: she closed her eyes for a moment. even though she'd treated patients who'd suffered similar trauma of horrific magnitude, these were merely patients. these were FRIENDS, ALLIES, COLLEAGUES. they were people who knew her secret as well as her daughters and her daughter's friends. They had provided invaluable support and assistance throughout the years. This was a painfull example of the trauma and devastation left by MysTech's hand of terror....something Karen knew all too well , as her late ex husband was one of MysTech's infamous "Consortium".::

::she stood up and looked at each woman...knowing that both of them were suffering in ways that no one on the team could truly comprehend....the trauma of being brutalized and nearly raped...::

rest now...you're both safe......:: wrapping her arms around herself:: and you'll be able to recover.

:: the first stage of treatment was over. Karen would begin the next stage tomorrow. for now, she returned to her quaters..instructing the guards to bar entry into their cabin from EVERYONE on the yacht except herself and allow Haleigh to monitor their room for secuirty.::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh sets her jaw and eyes Jasmine, both affronted and angered as her blood runs cold. She says nothing, though, in interest of moving things right along and get Sharon and Alycia out of the line of fire. Haleigh nodded and gave Karen a curt smile, greeting her as she passed to board the ship (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/BEOSPIN5.jpg).

"Doctor." She said, as if greeting a business partner. She stopped and stood by the railing, Zach by her side, and waited for everyone to get aboard. She watches Jas like a hawk, not even waiting until she was out of earshot to lean into Zach and plot nefariously.

"If I kill her, do you think anyone would miss her?" She asked him, in a tone that made it unclear whether not she was joking. Zach smiled, looking down at her and wrapping his arm around her as the CI men pulled the boarding bridge up and pushed off from the dock. they both started a walk along the deck, as he responded in a deep, logical voice.

Zach:"Probably not, but you can't very well kill her now."

"But why NOT? It'll be fun... and getting rid of her body will be easy. I'll just toss what's LEFT of her overboard... and tell the Coast Guard that she had terrible sea legs and fell, was hit by the motor and then mostly eaten by sharks... and that should explain pretty much ALL the bodily harm i plan on doing her."

Zach laughed, shaking his head as the group scattered for the guest staterooms and He and Haleigh approached the pilothouse (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beo_PH_10.jpg). "Yes darling, that may be true... but that sounds messy and you wouldn't want to get blood all over the Beowulf. Now, I'm going to oversee navigation... do I need to come down in a moment and make sure you're playing nice?"

Haleigh smiled as she let go of him and shook her head. "No.. I'm gonna go shower and throw darts at a hologram her... and then ill take a deep breath and meet the group in the saloon (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beowulf_Int_saloon_40.jpg) so we can discuss where we go from here." Haleigh gave him a kiss and went below deck, passing through the galley (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beo_Galley_30.jpg) [galley side 2] (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beo_Office_10.jpg) and saloon (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beo_Saloon_30.jpg) before walking the corridor between the subdeck a staterooms (http://www.setsail.com/dashew/Images/Beo_FwdSR_10.jpg) to the very front of the ship once more where the owner's suite was. Sharon and Alycia, Dr. Victoria, Morgan and Delilah were all finding rooms on subdeck b, while Cameron, Alexis and Alison could all find rooms of their own on subdeck a. Frost had already holed up in one of the rooms, and as Haleigh passed through the threshold to her suite, one of her men called her attention. He told her that Karen had left Sharon and Alycia under watchguard and asked HOW this boat could be SO spacious to allow for ten suites AND ammenities. Haleigh winked and smiled seductively.

"Hun, its enchanted. I think we've got it covered here... Why dont you go up above deck and offer your assistance keeping watch there?"

The man nods with respect and heads towards the galley where the ladder is to the top deck, passing by Blaze as she emerges from Frost's stateroom. Haleigh scrutinizes Blaze, and in animosity [and being about 50 ft away], mistakes Blaze for Jasmine... and, being alone with her, lit into her like it was going out of style.

"YOU... You sniveling ingrate! WHAT is your malfunction?? I'm TRYING to help you! Why the hell, I'm not sure... but I think it has something to do with the fact that I was once in your very position, and I fought TOOTH AND NAIL to get where I am, and I thought maybe, just MAYBE, I'd help you along with a little less pain. The LEAST you could do is give me the RESPECT I deserve. Honestly... snapping at me like a spoiled little brat! You should be ashamed of yourself."

Haleigh turns and disappears into her suite without allowing Blaze a chance for rebuttal, and takes a deep breath to try to keep herself from leaping across the corridor and tearing 'Jasmine's' head off. She begins to undress, walking through the open threshold to her bathroom and turning on a hot shower.

[OOC: I included pics... keep in mind I PERSONALLY would have decorated more tastefully. ;)]

[Foxfire]

** Sneaking out of Jasmine's quarters she quietly closed the door as she shut those piercing green eyes with a heavy sigh. Sibling rivalry at its best between the two Fieldings. Taking a small reprieve after fighting with Frost. Haleigh's angered tone echoed off the long corridor with Blaze opening her eyes to glance over to Black Widow. Pushing her lips together to speak but she was cut off by how competitive and vicious Haleigh was. She smirked to herself at how fiery the blonde was being. Obviously Jasmine had provoked the operative as well. **

** She patiently waited for Black Widow to finish as she stormed off but Blaze would of course follow. Walking slowly with her black boot clicking on the flooring. What Haleigh failed to realize in her haste were the contrast in outfits the two wore. Blaze wore a pair of simple mudd jeans and a red v - neck sweater. While Jasmine still wore the uniform from battle. Her nostrils would flare to smell the perfume Haleigh wore. Blaze still memorized, a habit she did with everyone including Morgan. Following the scent to Haleigh's cabin, she quietly knocked once. **

"Haleigh?"

** She asked with a sense of caution, not wanting to upset her friend. Placing her right ear to the door she heard no reply from her friend. Checking the door, which wasn't locked she opened it. Walking inside she closed it quietly only to hear the shower. Her eyes dropping to the fallen clothing on the floor - Haleigh was in the shower. She took a seat on the plush King size bed, the mutant would wait for Haleigh. **

** About a good hour or so later Blaze overheard the shower stop. Rubbing her eyes she stood up as Haleigh walked out in a white towel that wrapped tightly around her body. Blaze smirked only to raise her hands in surrender, "easy kitten - before you go murdering me its Blaze. You had the wrong sister, Jasmine and I had a little chit - chat. She's out cold I had to kick a little ass. If you don't believe me, check her room. She's got a nasty fever but she'll live." Her eyes purposely looking Haleigh up and down with a wink, "might I say that towel looks fabulous on you!" She laughed only to move to the door, "I didn't come here to discuss Jasmine, I came to see you. My timing sucks but it usually always did." A sheepish grin was given to Haleigh. "By the way Jasmine has a scar on her right eyebrow, I don't." She paused, walking over to the small window eyeing the sea. "I'm sorry for the cutting words Jasmine directed at you. I reprimanded her for that - severely. I swear I think the girl is bi - polar or something." Turning around Blaze locked eyes again, "what I do know is her bark is worse than her bite. Her words she didn't mean - if anyone on this team she respects its you. I know she has one fucked up way of showing it. Personally, I wish I was on the team rather than her. She's an ungrateful spoiled bitch."

** She sat down on the arm chair which was adjacent to the bed. "She doesn't deserve this team and they don't deserve her! I deserve this team...." Frustration lingered in the mutant's eyes who glanced up. "I'm sorry, you probably want to change and I'm holding you up." She stood up and strolled over to the door. "I'm thinking of having Jasmine's memory erased...give this team a real team player. Maybe even mold my memories into hers. I could do it but somehow I know it would be wrong. I honestly don't know what to do with her Haleigh...she's a handful. She even went so far as to stab me! Luckily I cannot be harmed, so I manipulated her temperature to induce a fever. She'll sleep it off and feel a little warn but she'll live." Turning the door knob, Blaze glanced over her shoulder, "you know if I didn't like Zack so much I'd be jealous." She winked before slipping out of Haleigh's room to close the door. She would linger around some - at least for awhile with how erratic her sister was. **

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan moved through her suite in a rather agitated mind set...as she began to rip off parts of her costume>>

I cant believe this!

<< chimes played in the air>>

im stuck on a boat...in the middle of the ocean...with that ...that CRUSTACEAN! << referring to Frost>>

<< tinkerbell and madonna, the kitten that Haleigh had given her months ago were laying on the large king sized bed....quietly watching as their mistress fumed in the suite>>

I DONT WANT HER HERE!!

<< thunder crashes>>

I dont want any part of her....i dont care WHO she is!

<< storming into the master bath, Morgan begans to shower, lavish and refresh herself. the stress of everything had taken its toll....and Morgan was now acting rather impulsively. time passed and soon Morgan was refreshed, renewed and wearing a lavender silk mini rob with her hair pulled back into a pony tail. she laid across her chaise lounge and sipped on cristal champagne. a wicked glint in her icy violet eyes ....and rumble of thunder over the skies of the sea suggested that this night would be FAR from "uneventfull" for the passengers on this luxury yacht>>

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah made her way to her room - she desperately needed a shower. Frost was still annoying her, but as the hot water hit her body she finally started to relax. Though Morgan had healed her, her body still felt worn and tired. Hair still wet, she lay down on top of the bed and closed her eyes. ]