Business as usual

[Oracle]

<< and as Ororo bid the Six and their allies farewell to return to Limbo to help Karen care for Morgan...the group of young men and women found themselves faced with nothing but OPPORTUNITY>>

<< the city stretched as far as the eye could see all around them, restored and fully functioning, its people blissfully unaware of what had actually occurred.>>

<< some of the Six were starting to head back inside to find a fully restored illustra that was dimly lit in the various halls on all floors by concealed steal blue lighting. the soft hum of power could be heard in the silent halls>>

<< Blaze welcomed Nicolas to stay in her luxury apartment with her on her floor, while Haleigh escorted a new and apprehensive Persephone to the floor that was home to the luxury apartment of the late Alexis Quatermaine. Delilah would discover her newly built luxury apartment on a newly added floor while Zach returned to Haleigh's floor and Alycia would settle into a guest room within Morgan's luxury penthouse on the TOP floor of Illustra. Guardian returned to the "control center" of Illustra which seperated the business floors from the private residential floors. she was in the control room of the security room. >>

<< everyone was beginning to settle in, realizing that there was so much to anticipate and wonder about, would Malice be coming back for them? if not, then WHO or what would be the new threat? Ororo had told them that "MysTech" would no longer be the primary threat they faced...so perhaps they were on the verge of a totally new phase in their lives as a group and as inviduals. Certainly with the arrival of Persephone and Nicolas there would be a period of adjustment for them all, and the impending return of Morgan as well.>>

<< all in all though, the group was able to realize that things had turned out in the best possible way, all things considered...there was a sense of relief and accomplishment and now, they could attempt to get back to doing something even more important than battling MysTech's evil...LIVING THEIR LIVES!>>

<< it was night time, and while most of the group were familiar with the sprawling high rise gem that is Illustra, some others had a whole new realm to explore.>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Following Black Widow from the roof to the 105th floor, the woman made it blatantly obvious her hatred to the previous tenant of this floor. Pushing her way through the large double doors leading into the penthouse, Persephone looked around the bleak decor with a disapproving expression. ::

"How....bright."

:: Slowly making her way into the living space, Persephone's healed boot softly clicked along the hardwood floors. If she had to live here, she would definitely be doing some major redecorating...among other things. Parting her lips, she slipped the daggers from their holsters placed behind her back, and rested them on the table placed behind the sofa. A soft hissing could be heard as her whip transfigured into that of a yellow boa constrictor, slowly coiling down her leg and onto the floor. Turning to Black Widow, Persephone nodded to the woman. Clearing her throat uncomfortably, she was never one to thank someone she hardly knew, but Persephone nodded to the blonde. ::

"This will do.”

[Jessica Hamby]

"Yes, well.... to each her own, I suppose." Haleigh commented dimly after she'd let Persephone into the apartment, upon seeing the woman's reaction. Haleigh stood in the living room, looking at a trio of framed pictures... all of Alexis with various people... one of her with Cameron. Haleigh picked up on the slight awkwardness of the moment, and offered to show herself out. She didn't need gratitude any more than Persephone needed to express it.

"Well... here you are. I'd offer to show you about... but I didn't spend much time here and you're an intelligent woman, I imagine you can find your way. I'll see you around."

She said briefly, with a polite smile. She turned on her heel and left the suite, closing the door behind her.... making her way down the hall towards the elevator... in her hand.... the picture of Alexis and Cameron clenched so tighty the glass shattered and the frame bent out of shape. She slowly dissolved out of sight, using her molecular displacement to reappear in her own apartment.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian returned Haleigh's embrace, with an awkward look on her face. Perhaps Haleigh could sense Alison reverting to type as she admonished her to not turn back into a woman of stone.::

:: as the others went inside, Guardian was the last to step through the door way leading from the roof to the express elevator. she turned back and looked out to the night sky and nodded with satisfaction as she waved her hand...a rushing chiming sound was heard as the door closed and locked.>>


<< inside and down several floors, she walked with poise and purpose, her high heeled stilletto boots clicking along the smooth frictionless metal floors. a stern look on her face. she was now in the control room, sitting in a large chair at the main command counsel>>

computer, run a FULL bio scan on all members of the six and allies present.

:: her real reason for doing this was to monitor NICOLAS, whom she already disliked. she wanted to scan his body to the molecular level and learn whatever she could about him. she could easily use her powers as a seer to learn about his past and he would not have any idea because she has a PSI SCREEN..but for now she wanted to assess his power and capability>>


::speaking aloud..in a cold tone::

Nicolas is brimming with vitality and power. But he is painfully arrogant and idealistic, almost like he could conqure ANYTHING. He will need to be taught a lesson in humility if he continues on like this.

:: her face tightened with disapproval as Blaze seemed to be so welcoming of him.::


:: moving on to Persephone, the bio scan detected every function of Persephone's body and her unique plant like physiology. she watched as the woman examined her new surroundings.::

And she is another one I do not trust. Yet she DID step up to help us get Morgan back. Darkchilde and Ororo both give her a nod of confidence, and so perhaps i can afford to do the same.

She is now in Alexis' quaters on the 105th floor. Haleigh and I will have to update the security protocalls to accomodate Nicolas and her.

With Morgan returning....things will shift AGAIN..

:: She watched as Alycia settled into her guest quaters within Morgan's penthouse::

Alycia...i sense a storm coming in her life, one that will reveal a new depth to the side of her that has earned her respect , dislike and fear from her colleagues and enemies alike. Though she is only human...her strength of will rivals that of MINE.


:: Alison continued to watch EVERYONE from various screens. realizing that with the changing roster of the team, and with her inherent dislike of Nicolas...that she truly MISSED her baby brother Cameron! Like Nicolas, PROPHET was a telepath/telekinetic and he had so much potential. He and Alison had lost MUCH time due to their hatred for one another, but toward the end, before his disappearence they had formed a new bond and level of trust. She hoped and prayed that where ever he was...if he needed her help..he would call out to her for their sibling bond transcened her psi screen and being that she was the big sister of her siblings Cameron and Erika....she would ALWAYS be there for them when they needed her most.::

[Alycia Barnett]

:: Alycia strode through Morgan's empty penthouse, stopping for a moment to look out of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows out over the city. She wrapped her arms around herself as she breathed out slowly before stretching them up to the ceiling::

:: as she removed her blazer and began to unbutton her blouse, she made her way through the sitting area and up a small flight of steps to the hall that lead to several guest rooms.::

:: she couldnt help but feel that something wasnt right...she wasnt comfortable with Nicolas. She BARELY had tolerated Prophet but HE at least respected her. Nicolas acted as though these women needed HIM to save them! She knew that he would be in for a rude awakening and he obviously didnt realize that his being a mutant in New York City was about to make him as much of an outcast as ever::

:: she had many things on her mind and she knew that with Morgan's return there would have to be some legal shuffling as there was no doubt Morgan would want to return to the helm of Illustra and the Six. It wasnt a problem though, these kinds of things were routine for Alycia. but she knew she could do more. she wondered about returning to the realm of corporate law, or even her position as district attourney...but for now, what she needed was rest.::

:: her stern look finally softened as she lay herself down to sleep in the plush queen sized bed and closed her eyes under the moonlight that shown into her guest quaters::

[Rampage]

Nicolas followed Blaze to her quarters. As he accustomed himslef to the surroundings, he noticed that his molecules were being probed...by the building itself!! He used his TK to map the place out and found the source of the command--a security room featuring a psi-screend individual.

No doubt Guardian is sizing me up, confident that her psi-scrren hides her from me. She must realize that a block of that magnitude may keep me out for now, but it does reveal location like a signal flare. I wish I knew what she has against me. No matter, even with her probing, I still have tricks up my sleeve. I wonder how it feels to have someone "knock" on that screen hard enough??

In addition, he can "hear" Alycia's thoughts loud and clear, with contempt for him.

I have no idea why any of them would think that I have no respect for them, although the respect for me seems to be quite lacking. And as for my status as a mutant, I have dealt with it professionally for years now. I am no babe in the wods. In fact, people only know about me what I WISH for them to know, so that has been no problem. If it is in the future, then I will deal with it. As for the people here, I can only try to build bridges as I move forward. I have to.


Nicolas decides to forego sleep for the moment, instead spending time with the lady who has brought him here, Blaze...

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah decided to take the stairs, and as she descended to her floor, she thought about how different a feeling she had this time upon returning to Illustra as opposed to the previous times. This wasn’t the end of a battle, her clothes weren’t torn and tattered and she wasn’t about to drop from exhaustion. There was a sense of hope, of a light at the end of the tunnel. Morgan was alive, and the team was at peace.

Reaching the floor that contained her new luxury apartment, thanks to Morgan’s generosity, she heard the stairwell door slam behind her as she walked down the hallway past the unused elevators. Coming to the door, she raised a finger to the custom-designed light sensor pad next to the door and created a pattern of flashing lights in front of it. The door’s lock clicked open and she put a hand on the doorknob.

She had not seen the apartment in its finished form, though she had been able to choose its décor. It has been completed and her things had been moved in for her during her time away. The floors were wood plank – left slightly rough-hewn to give it a natural look. The apartment had been designed to have the feel of a seaside vacation house, the furniture mismatched but complementary, some antique and some new. The foyer opened into the living room which contained white slip covered sofas with blue ticking striped throw pillows. An overstuffed armchair was covered in matching fabric. A large wooden coffee table was placed in the center, and bookshelves lined one wall. A dark wood armoire concealed electronic equipment and a collection of CDs and DVDs. Pillared candles of various heights, weathered bronze lamps, vases of fresh cut flowers and framed photographs accented the large furniture. The draperies had not been drawn and moonlight poured through the open windows.

She walked down the hall past a guest room, office, and gym space and entered her bedroom. It sported more of the same dark wood and a large four poster metal bed with lush pillows and a down comforter. She slipped into the adjoining master bath and its classic features – a large claw foot tub and shower and porcelain fixtures – mixed with more ticking stripe shower curtain and plush towels. Peeling off her clothes she relaxed under a hot shower before slipping into some fresh clothes.

Despite her earlier feeling of annoyance towards Nicolas, there was something right about both he and Persephone finding a place tonight at Illustra along with the members of the Six. ]

[Foxfire]

And so it began as Blaze, Nicolas, and the rest of the entourage bid farewell to Ororo. Blaze stared at the bewitching woman as she returned to her own realm, a sense of sadness leaking from Blaze. She truly admired Ororo for having the strength and courage to lead this somewhat dysfunctional team to new journeys and adventures. Waving to Ororo, Blaze turned to walk inside of Illustra with Nicolas in step.

"I can tell the others are on edge with you. That's normal because for a while this team was composed of high doses of estrogen with the abandonment of Cameron, another member of the team. Its a long story but I think the other women of the team are not used to accommodating to a man. I can't speak for them, but I have no qualms with you. You'll find I'm energetic, lively, and full of passion in life."

The large bulky door swung behind her with Blaze's soft - spoken voice echoing throughout the dimly lite hallway. "This place is a mammoth, but the last couple of floors near the top are for us. They are personal suites, with Morgan's on the top. Some of us work at Illustra while others have their own agencies and such. Morgan and myself own a club together entitled XS." She lead him to the express elevator as a chime sounded. The doors opening and inside both descended. The low hum of the elevator alerting both they were on their way to destination. The sheer glass plates around them supplied a soothing internal view of Illustra.

"Most of the staff downstairs have called it a night. But beside the office and cubicles downstairs we have conference rooms, entertainment lounges, and a mini bar." Her green eyes glancing up to Nicolas with fascination. "Its good to have a fellow mutant among us....one who understands the way I feel sometimes."

The doors retraced to reveal luxurious marble flooring, scents of lavender, roses, and sandalwood. Walking outside, Blaze lead Nicolas to her suite. "This is my personal floor, if you need to get anywhere use the express elevator."

Blaze's apartment oozed more of a sporty appeal in comparison to her more elegant -- feminine comrades. A pool table tucked in the corner of her living room, crimson leather couches, vintage pictures hung of James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, Madonna, Usher, etc. A large welcoming fireplace welcomed the guests here with small picture frames nicely displayed across the brick mantle. Pictures of Blaze and Morgan, Haleigh, Delilah, and Alison, etc. A skylight allowing the moonlight's luminance pour in like a spotlight.

Walking over to the couch, Blaze dropped down. "I'm a night owl, you'll find I have an unusual habit of not sleeping due to my military background." Running a hand through her chocolate locks she sighed. It felt pleasurable just to relax, enjoy the night, and have her family and friends returned. "Can I get you a drink?" She asked, standing up to maneuver to the mini bar that wrapped around her kitchen. Pulling a whine glass from underneath her cabinet she reached inside the refrigerator for a bottle of whine. Usually Blaze preferred strong contents of alcohol but tonight she was celebrating.

"So, tell me about yourself Nicolas." She asked, pouring the blush whine into the glass. The label revealing White Zinfandel, a favorite of Blaze's. "Now, we can go floor to floor or we can..." Her eyes moving into a grin as she picked up a small remote control. Aiming for a small red dot in the center of her living room. The ceiling opened as something thin and metallic slowly dropped out. The plasma screen television coming to a stop. Pressing another button various screens were lite up. Highlighting the 'Illustra layout - Internal / External.'

"This is a lot easier than roaming every single level of this place." She laughed, a live feed revealing various floors, maps, exits, entrances, and surrounding buildings. "As I said, this place is huge."

The intoxicating aroma of Blaze's flickering -- scented candles enveloping around the fire manipulator. "My power as you might have guessed is to wield fire. You name it, I've likely done it." She paused to take a sip of her whine, savoring the sweetness of it.

Walking around the mini bar, she returned to hand Nicolas a drink he asked for. "And, if I may ask, what can you do?" She asked with a perked brow. Blaze was naturally curious, and at times a little too curious. Sitting down on the couch, crossing one leg over the other. Flicking off the Illustra map, replacing it with digital cable.

"Not everyone here will be as welcoming as I am....do not rush it. Let them come to YOU and whatever you do....do not attempt to be an Alpha male because that utterly irritates them. Arrogance and ignorance is out the door too....I'm not implying you are, but just for the heads up. Alison and Morgan are the strongest of the group...both of which you should be wary of...until they get to know you. Their distrust of men is notorious and no...they are not lesbians....although..sometimes one would think it." She grinned more with a chuckle.

"My place is luxurious...Morgan's penthouse is probably the most glamorous of them all. I have several guest bedrooms here. Your own suite will probably be yours in a few days, the security here has to be re - arranged and such."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Watching Black Widow leave, Persephone rolled her eyes as she turned back around to look at the penthouse. It was large and had potential, but whomever lived here before definitely enjoyed creams and whites as a colour scheme. Sighing out, Persephone made her way through the livingroom and looked to her right to see the spacious kitchen; again bright and way too inviting for her taste. Cocking her nose up the goddess continued down the long stretch of hallway to pass an office, a couple guest bedrooms, a bathroom and finally, the master suite. Opening the double doors into the master bedroom, she made her way into the large space noting a huge walk in closet afar to the right, and the master bathroom to the left. Immediately walking into the master bathroom, she made her way over to the large double shower enclosed by glass. Leaning into the glass box, she turned the handle, immediately releasing water from the double shower heads above. ::

:: Shrugging her tense shoulders up, Persephone unzipped the front of her uniform, and slipped out of the spandex-like leather. As the material dropped from her body and pooled by her feet, she stepped out of it and climbed into the shower. Closing her eyes as the hot water poured onto her, Persephone ran her fingers through her wet hair; the locks clinging to her equally wet body. After about an hour, finally Persephone emerged from the steam filled bathroom wrapped in a simple white cotton towel that barely covered her. She secretly wondered if the previous tenant stole these drab faux cotton towels from hotel stays, and claimed them as her own. Nevertheless, they would do for the time being. ::

:: Persephone strode forward to the large walk in closet, flipping the light on as she entered. Looking to the shoes and attire, a single brow lifted. ::

"Well at least the woman had taste."

:: Running her fingers along the many numerous garments that were hung, she bypassed the pastels and whites immediately being drawn to the section of nothing but black. Persephone was known for sticking with one color; never to experiment with anything else. Occasionally she would have a punch of color on her shoes or purse. Perhaps a scarf or sash; but more of less everything had to be black. Call it a character flaw. ::

:: Grabbing a simple black scoop neck cami and black velour draw string pants, Persephone didn't much enjoy wearing other people's clothing, but it would have to do until she collected her own in this timeline. Maybe Darkchilde could make a quick house call and drop off a few dozen suitcases filled with her clothing and shoes. ;) Dropping the towel, she casually got changed; slipping the slightly baggy--yet comfortable--pants on, and the form fitted top. The goddess' wet hair falling down her back and slightly dampening her clothing. ::

:: Walking out of the closet, her eyes caught sight of the digital clock that sat on the night stand next to the bed. It was pretty early in the evening and she wasn't even close to being tired. Sighing out, maybe a stroll around Illustra would educe some exhaustion...it would definitely satisfy her curiosity. ::

[Rampage]

Nicolas took the wine from Blaze and drank a sip of it. He was glad to be in a more relaxed social setting, even if the alcohol did nothing for him. He listened as Blaze gave advice about the Six and quietly pondered it as she asked her questions. Since she did tel him what she could do, it was only fair that he return the favor. If only Guardian had been so up front...

"I am a telepath and telekinetic with a wide array of powers in that realm. I am still discovering everything I can do in that regard. Physically, I have highly enhanced strength, durability, endurance, speed, reflexes and recovery/healing. In addition, my physiology is a bit...different. I am not sure I even have to eat or breathe. I thank you for reaching out to me. I am pretty adaptable to any situation. My only fristration now is that I fear that I will not receive a just chance from some of your number. As for the 'alpha male' thing, I have nothing to prove that requires me to beat my chest so. If anything, I simply want to help if I can and, very often, I can. So I do. That is what one should do, right? It si not to imply that anyone NEEDS my help, but who would not appreciate a helping hand? Any way, I have taken your advice to heart and I will work hard to win them over as we go along."

Nicolas sat and spoke openly. She was beautiful, and down to earth. It made her very easy to talk to.

"Would it matter too much if I brought some things here tonight from my place? A change of clothes would be item number one. It wouldn't do for me to be walking around naked, now would it?"

Nicolas laughed at the last statement, but in reality he was notorious for his disdain of clothing while at home. Another habit to break, it seemed.

[Foxfire]

Blaze couldn't help but laugh at Nicolas' light humor. She found him easy to talk to, unlike most men who were arrogant and cocky. She nodded in agreement, "In addition to my fire power, I have an omega healing factor. It comes in handy, but sometimes it takes me longer duration's to heal. And lastly I have superior senses all six."

Another telepath, almost like Prophet, except Nicolas was more genteel. "Telepaths are worldly known for their ability to concentrate. I honestly couldn't adjust to hearing everyone's thoughts. It would drive me crazy." She said honestly, placing the whine glass back on the table. He asked about further clothing and Blaze openly laughed revealing two dimples on each cheek.

"Nudity never bothered me, I was open with it. Morgan has a tendency of sleeping in the nude and even walking around. I would hardly mind, but I think our other teammates might be shocked. So, I would suggest clothing until you have your own suite." She still giggled at how open and free spirited this guy was.

"But, by all means take whatever you need. My place is yours and so forth. I on the other hand am in need of a shower. Make yourself at home if you need to." Standing up, Blaze moved down the hallway to the side closet. Pulling out two pairs of towels, one for her lean body and the second for her hair.

"If your feeling up to it, we can visit XS later. I have some plans to whip up for a future celebrity party. I need to speak with of my consultants, unless you want to stay here and explore Illustra."

Disappearing inside her bathroom, Blaze plucked a shower gel and a shampoo / conditioner. Peeking her head out from the side of the doorway. "Alison is made of 'stone' but if your able to break her exterior she's a great woman. Haleigh is usually welcoming, and Delilah too but I'm sure she's just exhausted from this trip. Everything will all find its way in time. But anyway, get whatever you need and we can meet back in the kitchen if your hungry."

Walking inside the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Blaze ran the shower placing her free hand to check the temperature. Slipping out of her clothing she climbed inside. Her thoughts on Alison, Delilah, and Alycia. Why had they been so unwelcoming to Nicolas? She could never fully understand women sometimes, she would have to find out from Delilah. The mutant considered Nicolas a great addition to the team. Her mind wondering to Persephone, Blaze wasn't sure what she thought of her. She liked her fierce nature but she was too aloof like Alexis. And Blaze did that already and it ended badly.

Clearing her mind she shut her emerald eyes to enjoy her shower. She couldn't wait to have Morgan, Karen, and the kitties returned. But, she wondered how her sister would handle Nicolas.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah, now barefoot and dressed comfortably in a Roxy long-sleeved top and jeans (http://www.roxy.com/collections/product_detail.aspx?id=3563), walked back into her living room. She selected a DVD from a stack and put it in the player. Raising a finger, green light began swirling in the direction of a bare wall, and the image of the movie was projected onto it.

She moved into the kitchen which was filled with dark wood cabinets and shiny stainless steel appliances. She put a bag of popcorn into the microwave and when it was done poured its contents into a ceramic bowl. She carried it back into the living area and plopped down onto a couch.

She thought about calling Alison, but then thought better of it. She probably needed some time to wind down herself after the things she had just been though. And Blaze was busy getting to know her new friend she was sure. She wondered how long it would be before Morgan could be returned from limbo. She looked down at the bowl in her lap and laughed. Morgan wouldn't be caught dead eating something so non-nutritous as microwave popcorn.

She looked out the window at the city lights. Somewhere out there, Malice was plotting their downfall. But somehow in that instant, it didn't matter. ]

[Rampage]

Nicolas was tickled pink at the rejoinder to his remark about clothing. He drank his wine and listened for moment.

"If you ever want an insomniac partner, I'm your guy. I do not sleep very much at all, and I am often found studying at night, if I don't find a party to attend."

He listened a bit more and then after he heard her options for later plans he became more intense. He was a businessman, after all, and he immediately saw the advantage of becoming a minority partner in Illustra. These women were driven, smart and on top of their shit. That impressed him even more than their powers, regardless of how they felt about him individually at the moment.

"Just give me a moment to fetch a few things and freshen up, and I will accompany you wherever you wish. Just consider me the bodyguard you don't REALLY need. And if you like cooking in, I am one HELL of a chef. I will cook you up a dish you will never forget, or your money back, I promise."

Nicolas laughed aloud at the last crack, then winked at Blaze, before walking to his suite. He disrobed and immediately got into the shower. As he washed , he took moment to recall the last couple of days. the amount of turmoil in his life had incrased exponentially, but it was towards what he wanted, needed to achieve. And he realized that anything worth having would ususally be what you worked hardest for, so he took a couple of deep breaths, exited the shower, and teleported back to his Philadelphia penthouse.

After a quick look around to make sure things were in order, he tooka moment o brush his teeath and put on cologne and lotion before packing them in a small silver case. He then grabbed three packed traveling suitcases, his laptop and phone, then teleported everything back to his suite within Blaze's floor.

He dressed quickly, putting on a fine men's handmade tailored cream-colored suit with a royal blue shirt and matching tie/handkerchief. He went with 18-carat gold matching cufflinks, chain, bracelet, and rolex watch. As he opened one cleverly comparmentalized huge suitcase, he pulled out a matching hat and shoes, then exited to wait for Blaze.

"I'm ready if you are!! And I promise that I'm not naked!! Although that could be ARRANGED if you have enough cash!!!"

Nicolas was laughing again, coming more into his own with his surroundings.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh stood in her foyer, left hand massaging her eyes slowly, her right arm folded across her chest, the picture clutched in her fingers. She felt like she'd let him down... how was it she could bring Morgan back from the SEIGE PERILOUS... but she couldn't even figure out what had HAPPENED to Cameron, her best friend, the man who was once her only ally within the Six? It was a ghost that haunted her now... triggered exponentially by the appearance of Nicolas.... a new man in the Six. She wasn't sure if she was ready to square with the idea of him, though logically she knew he would never truly take Cameron's place [and he certainly wasn't intentionally trying to replace Cam]. Just the thought of where she KNEW they were going to house him was unsettling. She put the idea away, resolving instead to go to Zach.... he was the one man she'd taken the leap with-- other than her father... she was the one man she'd said those three little words to without being near death or near losing him... and she knew... it was something she'd FINALLY done right... she knew that if anything ever happened to either of them, at the very least she wouldn't feel guilty about NOT telling him how she felt.

She looked at the picture for a second, ignoring Alexis completely, before placing it face down on the lamp table in the foyer. She took the sidearm from her hip and laid it on top of the picture frame. She took her boots off and made her way towards her bedroom, peeling off layers of clothes as she went, until she was standing in her doorway in her lingerie, half-smiling at the sight before her eyes.

Zach sat against the headboard in his boxers and socks, reading some packet of information through small reading glasses. Echo, the brindle boxer, lay stretched out at his side, reveling in the occaisional scratch behind the ears that Zach gave him. Every lamp in the room was on, illuminating the space completely, vaulting ceiling and all.

"What are you doing?"

She asked, as though she caught him misbehaving, causing him to give a start and look in her direction attentively. He pulled off his reading glasses with his free hand as he flipped the folder closed.

"Oh... I was just going over the Miami cell's monthly report. I figured you'd be a little while.... I didn't hear you come in."

He said, putting the folder on the bedside table, admiring her shape as she crawled into bed atop him, not bothering with dimming the lights. She giggled softly. "Most people don't." She responded, leaning into him and giving him a kiss. A few seconds later, she pulled back, lifting her left hand up level with her face and looking at it, turning it over as she did.

"Hmm... I'm being bioscanned."

He nodded, moving his hands to frame her hips. "Yes... I imagine we're being watched as well. My guess is it's Alison... I can sense her concern through the floors... she doesn't want to lose anyone else... and your new friends are making her uneasy." He said, kissing her neck in between sentences as she looked over her shoulder at where she knew the surveillance cammera was hidden. She turned back to him, a mischeivious glint in her eyes and a naughty smile playing on her lips.

"What do you say we give her something to WATCH?" She asks playfully. Echo lifts his head and cocks it to the side, in that curious canine way. Haleigh looks over at him, giving the dog a 'yeah, that's exactly what i mean' look, as if he understood. He seemed to, as he rose and jumped down from the four-poster king sized bed.

"Uh-huh.... go on." she called after him. she turned her gaze on Delta and the great dane puppy next, who were a few feet away laying in their own beds. "You two as well... [tipping her head towards the bedroom door to indicate direction] Out." Delta rose obediently and headed for the door, stopping midway to bark for the puppy to follow, as Haleigh took to kissing Zach more passionately, settling down on top of him.

[Foxfire]

Just like that of a wolf, Blaze became more active at night. She was like the lone wolf out to prey upon innocents. In this case, she was buzzing with creativity for XS. She thought about throwing Morgan a sort of 'welcome back' party.

Picking out a pair of form - fitting crimson hot pants and a black halter top, she looked as though she was going clubbing. Combining this with silver large hoop earrings and a diamond necklace. Her make - up was dark and alluring like how she felt. Blaze felt refreshed and recharged for a night of business at the club.

Walking out of her bedroom she smiled at Nicolas' cologne. Following the aroma until she saw him standing inside his kitchen. Waving up her index finger she laughed, "you know your about as bad as I am with being provocative. But, that's a good thing." She laughed, surveying over his outfit with approval. He certainly was a man of style, and Blaze was picky about Fashion.

"I'm afraid I'm not that rich, do you accept credit cards?" She asked with a playful wink. Walking over to the kitchen she grab a couple of ripe strawberries for a late night snack. "I used to dabble in cooking, but I'm hardly a chef. Your more than welcome to try your luck."

Taking a bite of the strawberry she was amused by his humor. It was so refreshing to have on this team, finally someone Blaze could jest with. As of lately everyone was so serious, perhaps Nicolas was just what the team needed to offset things.

"My bodyguard? You know, I think I could do a better job than Whitney Crackwhore Houston...although she was decent in the film. I'm sure you could make Kevin Cosner look like a wuss."

Grabbing her leather handbag she glanced around her apartment, she felt as though she were forgetting something. "You look dashing in that suit by the way." She complimented, walking over to the table to grab her cell phone. "I just need to inform Alison, she might want us to stay here." Flipping open her phone its blue lights illuminating on the keypad. Dialing Alison's cell phone she placed the phone to her ear, calling the Seer.

[Harbinger]

in front of Blaze and Nicolas

:: "popping" sound is heard as a pair of floating cobalt blue eyes opens in the air before Blaze and Nicolas::


:: Blaze would be reminded that Alison was a seer and would know her plans before she even announced them::

::Alison's voice was cold and direct as itreverberated in the air::

You're going to XS, with HIM? Alone? We don't know a THING about him. Alycia is going to run a background check on him. a THOROUGH one and I have conducted a bio scan. He's a mutant...a a telepath/telekinetic like Cameron was..IS.

:: Alison caught herself::

I am not comfortable with you leaving Illustra with him right now Blaze. I am not comfortable with HIM!

:: the eyes glared at Nicolas, DARING him to say something.::

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simultaneously

:: in the control center Alison sat in the large, throne like, plush leather chair facing the impressive, wrap around control counsel and the giant liquid crystal screen with smaller sub screens broadcasting around the perimeter of it. She looked over every floor of illustra in the smaller monitors with Blaze and Nicolas on the center screen.::


:: as Zachary and Haleigh enjoyed each other's company in the night, Alison's stone faced expression SLIGHTLY betrayed a bit of a smirk as she heard Haleigh's comment about "giving Alison something to watch."::

Their love is as strong as my magicks, it is what keeps Haleigh going. Zach compliments her well. He helped her grapple with Morgan's "Death" and has allowed her to relax. Perhaps....there's hope for ME after all. I don't want to revert to my "marble" hard persona, but its how i've always thought myself to be most effective.......


:: losing herself in thought, Alison extened her hand out to the right and with a beckoning motion, a rushing/chiming sound is heard as a chillled bottle of aquafina is TK'ed into her grasp. she opens the bottle and takes a sip as she looks over the vitals and stats of Nicolas and Persephone from the moleular scan.::

Both of them are possesed of high levels of power and will round out the team nicely IF they are to be trusted.

[Foxfire]

Cobalt eyes appearing in front of Blaze who jumped back. Closing her flip phone she felt her heart beat rattle inside her chest. "I see I'm going to put a bell on your ass, Alison!" She immediately heard the chilling tone Guardian supplied, most of it directed to Nicolas.

"YES, I am going to MY club with Nicolas. He is a part of this TEAM, which if you remember Ororo recruited him. Your being illogical Alison and it shows in your stand off position. Do you honesty think Ororo would allow a complete stranger to join ranks with us, if she believed he was a danger to himself and us??"

She waved Alison's overprotective behavior off with a flick of her wrist. "Alison, honey...I love you like a sister but sometimes you need to wake up and smell the roses for once. I trust him...he saved Karen, and my senses indicate he's of nobility. If you want to judge him, go for it, but I am a grown woman. Your objection will be noted but we are leaving. I suggest you look past the surface. Your distrust for men is blinding you severely, he can be a real asset to this team with his connections and his powers. And if you didn't realize it before Sharon had pictures of his photograph held inside her office."

Folding her arms across her chest, Blaze locked eyes with the astral - form of Alison. Both argued like sisters would with the older - protective sibling attempting to shelter her baby sister.

"I've made some bad decisions in the past, but I have faith in Nicolas. I follow my heart, and it tells me he's a good man. If it'll make you FEEL better I'm sure we can stay until the results arrive, but I'm telling you he's on our side." The mutant arguing so passionately against Alison, something she never did. She found it slightly irritating but she also understood Alison's nature to be a "guardian" of others.

[Rampage]

Nicolas calmly watched as Alison made her entrance. He found the floating eyes trick a bit amusing, to be honest.

"I welcome your inquiries, but I doubt that your background checks will uncover anything that Ororo could not. In fact, I submit to you now, what can I DO that will give you peace of mind? I allowed the bio-scan, I have stayed here rather than my apartment in New York so as not to arouse your suspicion and to further submit to your constant monitoring. I can and will provide any background check you ask, including many that Alycia MAY not have access to. And I do this without asking the same in return although that would be fair, wouldn't it? In fact, seer, you HAVE the ability to know who I am far better than any of the others. You KNOW that my intentions are and have been good. You know what I have already risked for those who I didn't even know. Why do YOU distrust what you KNOW to be true?"

Nicolas was almost pleading in his speech to Alison. He knew that the others trusted her and part of the animosity was due to their deferring to her instincts and power, but he also knew that she was ignoring those powers for a feeling that he could never defeat. They both knew that pasts could be scrubbed with money, of which he had enough. But he could not fool her power so easily. She knew he was a good person, if she would only look. So he appealed to her, trying to reason with her.

[Harbinger]

:: The floating cobalt blue eyes looked upon Nicolas. without the rest of the face or body to go with them, it was imposible to tell her total reaction to his remarks or Blazes. they seemed to just star with an unforgiving glint.::

:: her voice once again reverberated in the air::

Blaze, I am aware that you have faith in Nicolas. But you cannot see what I can. We have TWO new people in our midst, people who have no investment in us as a team or as a family, there's no OBLIGATION on Nicolas' part to remain here. Sharon Kelly is dead and she is not here to see him or make sure that he adhere's to his father's wishes.

It is BECAUSE of Ororo that i didnt PREVENT him from taking Morgan from my arms and it is also BECAUSE of Ororo that I do not do MORE than merely "investigate" him now.

What do you think Morgan will do, how she will react when she finds him here? Her hatred and distrust of men is FAR worse than mine. If you dont want another scene like what happened with Kelly King, you will stop challenging and let me do what i feel is necessary.

:: as Nicolas spoke, Alison allowed him to finish, and paused for a moment before replying::

Nicolas, Ororo makes wise and sound descisions and i trust her. She is the mother i never had as is Karen and I am aware that YOU were instrumental in rescuing Karen from Malice and the federal agents....but YOU are not aware of the pain and loss we have sustained as of late. It is only by IMPOSSIBLE twists of fate and luck, and the guidance of Ororo that we were able to recover to this point. Now, back on earth, I have a woman who REEKS of selfishness [persephone] staying on the floor of her predecessor[shockwave] who BETRAYED and tried to MURDER US. My brother....Cameron King, the man whose floor YOU will be occupying was our ORIGINAL telepath/emerging telekinetic is missing, and for all my power, i cannot find him...help him. I've made mistakes that cost us Morgan and Sharon Kelly and i will not allow myself to waver like that AGAIN.


AND while I do not sense or foresee any threat or danger from you in any immediate possible time threads...I , at one time ALSO could have said the same thing about Shockwave(Alexis Quatermaine).

Some of us are safe from your psi powers because of our psi screen...but others are not. Some of us can match or surpass your telekinetic power but not everyone is capable of protecting themselves from you....and The people in this building are MINE to protect!

I will give you the opportunity to show yourself, and you will be welcomed to stay with us in Illustra for your safety...for even your father and Sharon knew that you would not last by yourself for long. BUT if there comes a time that I sense ANY kind of threat from you, if you even THINK of doing what Alexis did to us...I will see you DEAD before you even get the chance!


:: Alison voice was harsh and as she punctuated "Dead" with a savage tone, the eyes closed and shimmered out of view. it would be clear to Blaze that Alison was struggling...she was worried and she suspected both Persephone AND Nicolas to be possible danger. After everything they'd been through, knowing that Alison had blamed herself for Sharon Kelly and Morgan's deaths....as well as Blaze's death during the Inferno, Blaze would realize that Alison was struggling. She had SEEN the humanity of Alison in Limbo but back on earth they were surrounded by danger from more than one source. Alison didnt want to lose anyone again.::


:: back in the control room, Alison buried her face in her gloved hands...Nicolas was right, he truly didnt have any harmfull intentions to the women of the six or their allies. But again, Alexis at one time was among their "trust" team mates and look what happened to her? Alison KNEW it was coming but still could not stop it in time. Cameron was missing...Morgan had only recently been rescued from oblivion thanks to a mad adventure and Sharon Kelly.....well Ororo had spelled it out clearly for them all that there was nothing that could be done about her at this point. ::


Cameron..Morgan...SHARON!!


:: it wasnt easy to see, since her face was covered...but Alison was struggling NOT to yield to her emotions::

how many MORE will perish under my watch? what good am i as a seer/witch if i cannot keep them safe!

:: as her emotions flared...the bottled water began to shake and swell....as the bottle EXPLODED due to Alison's TK power. She stood up, and stormed out of the control center , waving her hand behind her, as a rushing/chiming sound was heard. the doors slammed shut and she made her way to one of the personal elevators to shoot her up to the 106th floor..HER floor which was right underneeth Morgan's.::

:: the large wooden double doors at the end of the hall way slammed shut as Alison disappeared into her darkened, spacious luxury apartment.::

[Foxfire]

Alison did supply a sound argument, one that even Blaze understood. It was this argument that she would stand down all together. Her mind wandering to the events in Limbo and how emotional Alison could be. Her loving touch, her need to protect, everything. As the pair of icy eyes disappeared leaving herself and Nicolas alone, Blaze pondered what the Seer had said.

The Seer's voice cracked with small ounces of emotion but for the most part they were camouflaged. Blaze could pinpoint those sounds due to her great detail to hearing and her empathy for others. Placing her purse down, she spun around to lock eyes with Nicolas.

"I'll need to take a raincheck on that trip to XS. I need to speak with Alison, but I'll be back later. As I said before, make yourself at home and I do apologize for this inconvenience."

Ringlets of fire surrounded Blaze's form in a circular motion. The flames moving towards her like a vortex suctioning in debris. Her eyes morphing to a bright golden yellow tint before she disappeared within the fire, flaming out. A wave of fire waving through the air as the mutant was gone.

Locking onto Alison's heat signature, Blaze flamed inside her suite. Standing right in front of her, Blaze's yellow tinted eyes reverting to their original green tint.

"We need to talk, Alison."

Her voice calm and genteel, but she could feel Alison was struggling with molding into the "marble heart" or the actual person she had been in Limbo. Stepping closer, Blaze touched the Seer's left hand.

"I sense something is troubling you...and like your powers of vision, my powers over empathy are never wrong. Come, sit with me." Gently leading Alison to a more dimly lite area of her living room. Both women sitting on the sofa with Blaze on the right and Alison sitting in the middle.

"You still blame yourself for the events in the past. And although I cannot tell you how to feel, I believe you must heal from those wounds. I don't see why you should continue to come down hard on yourself. Things happen in life, Alison, its what makes the world so unpredictable. Not everyone or anything can be saved, that's what's so hard."

Brushing a few loose strands from Alison's cobalt eyes, trying to make eye contact. "You yearn to revert back to that Marble heart. But I think the person I saw in Limbo was beautiful. You must learn to harmonious both the marble and your actual heart. Balance the two, not outweigh the other."

She avoided bringing up Nicolas for she knew it would upset Alison. So, for now they would discuss Alison and how she felt. "In a way, your just like me. I have my fits of emotion where I'm likely to do anything. As a telekinetic and the power as a Seer, that does and can take a dull on someone. Rather than jumping right into action....take a reprieve. Enjoy the small things in life..even if its something simple like reading or yoga. Your going to utterly stress yourself out, Alison. I may not be a team captain but as a member of this team I deeply care for you. And sometimes Guardian needs her own guardian to watch over her."

[Harbinger]

:: Alison quickly removed her hand from Blaze's as she sat down in her dark loft to give Blaze an audience.::

Blaze, i came to my loft to be ALONE....

:: she decided to let Blaze finish, for the young mutant was right. her empathic awareness was very acute.::

Blaze, i cannot just FORGET about what happened. and while I admit it was nicer than i expected...to be more "human" as you and Haleigh called it during our time in Limbo, that was due in part to having just been restored, not really in "touch" with myself. it was like rearranging the parts of my heart and soul until they settled back into my body.

Not to mention the safety and tranquility of her garden...and the need for us to pull together to save Morgan and help reconstitute the six.

:: Alison shifted in her spot a bit::

now we are back on earth, I cannot afford the luxury of letting Ororo take over for us, I have to continue to watch over things as i did from the moment Morgan "died".

furthermore, there is a more personal issue here for me. Nicolas is a mutant with the same powers as my brother. My brother is MISSING hidden from my long range foresight. I cannot even sense him through our sibling bond. I'm not terribly thrilled or comfortable with the idea of Nicolas taking over Cameron's floor of Illustra. Nor do i appreciate his cavalier attitude towards us, as if we are weak and in need of his SAVING us. Even Ororo did not treat us that way and she knows the power possesed among us.

We have Persephone, a woman who HARDLY warrants "trust" from me, staying on the floor of ANOTHER woman who violated our trust. I am not content to just sit back and let these two run rampant through Illustra.

:: she expressed her concerns point blank.::

Nicolas invites me to "see" all aspects of his past or even his future, as if i WOULDN'T do that anyway? He is clearly not convinced of the fact that HE needs us as much as we may need him. We cannot continue to function at half roster as we have over the past month, but i will not sacrifice our safety or our family spirit for the sake of an arrogant man and a self absorbed woman who is a legend in her own mind who think they are doing US a favor.

Until they realize the gravity of this new found situation they are in, they will BOTH come under my scrutiny and the harder they resist, the more HARSH i will become.

If you know me well, you know that I mean what i say and that I can be DEADLY when crossed.

:: Alison exhaled with annoyance as she looked out among the expanse of her dark loft...the only sound was that of slow, deliberate ticking grandfather clock. She took in what Blaze had to say , realizing that if she were to become even MORE effective than she had been BEFORE her "death" during the battle with Blackout, she WOULD have to balance on her marble hard heart and exterior with the humanity that was apart of her. She may be a seer, a powerfull witch and many other things but before ALL of that, she was HUMAN and she could not go on ignoring that. She had had moments before where she had "let her hair down" ...and her fashion sense during the few outings the Six had went to at XS or the Gala for Cameron months ago prooved that as well. flashes of memories from the "good times" of the Six caused Alison to soften her facial expression as she silently agreed with Blaze::

I appreciate your insight and your advice about finding balance is very valid. I will take it to heart and endeavor to achieve it, but remember that I have responsibilities. Until Morgan returns to Illustra and Alycia executes the paper work to put Illustra back under Morgan's control, I must protect this building, its business and US.

I do not want you to feel like you cannot make your own descisions or follow your heart but i just want you to be carefull and not reveal TOO MUCH to Nicolas..not by yourself at least.

:: Alison stood up.::

I must have time in solitude now, Blaze. Feel free to take Nicolas to XS if you like but i WILL be watching you both.....be carefull.

:: Alison looked upon Blaze with a less stern expression but no actualy smile. she reached over and touched Blaze's shoulder with her gloved hand. a sign of agreement and friendship. Blaze would know that Alison wanted to be alone now.::

[Oracle]

<< as Alison and Blaze end their conversation and the various member of the Six and their guests attend to their private business, the night wears on. the pulse of the city and everything beyond beats strong with vitality and everyone outside of the six has no idea how thankfull they should be for the efforts of these mutants, witches and their allies who risked their lives through time and space, beyond the concept of REALITY for most normal humans.>>

<< the night continues on, things moving as they should, and as it reaches the bewitching hour, within the silent chamber of dreams within Morgan's luxury penthouse at the top of illustra, chimes begin to sound off as a breeze blows throughout in a stream with sparkling green orbs.>>

<< Ororo and Karen Victoria appear within Morgan's loft. Karen wearing her beautifull fand elegant black flying suit and Ororo wearing her regal white "goddess dress" with blue robe. the two women look refreshed with a look of elegant disdain on their faces as they fully manifest and then, Morgan Victoria appears, laying on her bed, still slumbering peacefully followed by her familiar tinkerbell and the kitten given her by Haleigh.>>

<< Ororo gently covers Morgan with a satin sheet while Karen quietly checks to make sure they havent disturbed Alycia who is down the hall in one of the guest rooms>>

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen returns quietly to Morgan's chamber of dreams as Ororo revitalizes the talismans that hang at the sliding glass doors that lead out to the large balcony that over looks the city at dizzying heights>>


Do you really think she's ready Ororo? She's been so detatched and disoriented during the times she was awake in Limbo. She recognized us but....there was something missing!

<< Karen sat down by her daughter's bedside and gently stroked Morgan's hair as she looked upon her with concern. although it had only been hours since the six had returned to earth...MONTHS had already passed in Limbo. Karen was fully functional again, Ororo was refreshed and Morgan had been going through psychic and mystical therapy courtesy of her mother and her honored mother.>>

<< the process had been long and difficult but here they all were, back on earth and in Illustra, as Ororo and Karen believed it was time for Morgan to return to her full life and her friends, family. But sitting here now, Karen began to worry, almost like she was sending her little girl off to kindergarten for the first day of school. >>


Once we leave, I'll be going back to soho and you'll be in Limbo. I'm just worried that Morgan might have too much of an adjustment reaction. Especially if she see's NICOLAS.

<< crossing her legs at the knee, Karen looked over at Ororo.>>

You and I both know that Nicolas is a good man but we saw how Alison was already drawing a line. Morgan will react the same way unless she can see that he truly means her and her friends no harm.

[Foxfire]

A mischief smile began to grow upon Blaze’s lips as she led her to the sofa. Blaze could tell Alison was partially trying to object. The fiery mutant acting like a younger sibling to Alison. The two casually discussing life, the troubles, and Illustra. Alison was always straight to the point, no beating around the bush with this woman.

She noticed Alison’s shift in position, like she was trying to pull away. Which in turn only caused Blaze to move closer. Alison would listen to her and absorb everything she spoke of. And in turn, Blaze would also honor Alison’s need for privacy.

"I gathered you wanted space but sometimes its best to keep company with others. You know that as a mutant who wields fire, my beliefs are fierce and passionate. I may not always agree with you or your methods but I do take them into consideration. You must learn to give others a chance however, just like we have given you a chance to open up. However, I understand how you work and what makes you comfortable. But, I won’t stop trying to accommodate for Nicolas. He has proven himself worthy for me, but I know you expect more. And as for Persephone she’s an enigma. Her personality is much like Alexis in the extent of isolating herself from us. I’m not sure how I feel about her, but I know it wouldn’t hurt to watch out for her. I see her clashing with you on more than one occasion. She’s everything opposite of you, and we both know how you get when you feel disdain for someone." A grin growing on her smile, recalling the confrontation between Persephone and Guardian.

At the end of their discussion, Blaze looked up to see Alison standing over her. Standing up herself, Blaze was a few feet shorter than Alison. "I’ll leave you be, but if you need anything you know where to find me."

Placing her own hand over Alison’s she offered the Seer a warm smile. "And please tell Haleigh to get a hotel room, it smells like sex and candy through the hallways." She cringed with her own giggle, knowing Blaze had keen senses.

Side stepping Alison, Blaze let herself out of Alison’s suite while shutting the door behind her. Her emerald eyes staring blankly in the hallway of Illustra. Massaging the back of her neck she began her journey back to her apartment. This time Blaze took her time while deep in thought.

Peering down at her watch, it was midnight now. She wondered about going over to XS or returning in the morning. Walking over to one of the large vending machines she grabbed a bottle of water. Retracing her telephone from her pocket she thought about calling Haleigh on purpose just to interrupt. A small cackle reverberating through her chest, but she would leave her friend be. She would return to XS with Nicolas in hand, it was reassuring to know he could watch her back.

[Ororo]

:: Ororo reactivated Morgan's talismans throughout her luxury penthouse. with Morgan returned, the magick that protected this floor and surrounded Illustra would soon be restored as well, shielding them even further from attacks like those of Blackout and Malice.::

:: the tailsmans on her balcony would prevent anyone from coming IN through the most obvious vulnerable spot of Morgan's residence.::

:: as Ororo heard Karen's concern's she understood where the doctor was coming from::

Ororo: Karen, I understand and SHARE your concern. Morgan is the youngest of the dark trinity, she has had the hardest time with accepting and controlling her mystical mantle and connection to Limbo but post Inferno and shortly before her falling into the Seige Perilous, she was well on the right path thanks to lessons YOU taught her, and guidance we BOTH gave her. Those lessons, that knowledge and training are still apart of her core no matter what. She may have been temporarily stripped of her sense of self and memories but we have repaired that with our magicks and time in limbo. Now, the only thing left to fill in the blanks is for her to be returned to the life she once led.


::Ororo takes a picture from a nearby shelf in the room and comes and sits on the edge of the bed closest to Karen, near Morgan. they continue to talk quietly as Ororo show's Karen the picture. it's an image of Morgan, Alison, Delilah, Blaze, Alexis and Haleigh...the night of Master Mold's attack.::

Look at them Karen. You and I both have seen how far they came and how hard they had to work to get to THAT point. Morgan and Alison had come to respect and ACCEPT Haleigh, they care for her as apart of the team as their FAMILY. They all came through so much struggle and survived so much dishord. And even though Alexis betrayed them due to Malice and Helena's influence and lost her life and Cameron is missing, the core of the team is still very much alive. Morgan needs to come back to add her strength to that core. As they readjust to their lives on earth and learn to share them with and include Nicolas and Persephone.

Morgan HAS to be apart of that if she is to remember the control that she fought so hard for before she "died."

Haleigh , Alison, Delilah and her sister Blaze will be here for her and YOU will be too. You'll be nearby in Soho and I will always be a wind away.

We will be watching, but I believe Morgan will be able to return to HERSELF much faster and much more smoothly if she is in the envrionment and around the people that had the most relevance and impact on her...and you know that to be yourself, being that you are a qualified and accomplished psycho therapist yourself.

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen took the picture from Ororo as she looked upon it, the women of the six had come so far indeed. Ororo was right. Her wisdom and objectivity allowed for a balance of Karen's concern's as Morgan's mother.>>

<< As Ororo finished, Karen set the picture down on Morgan's nightstand and took Ororo's hand in her own.>>

Ororo, I can't thank you enough for all you've done. all you've given me, my daughter and this team. Life is easier to live, knowing that there's someone like you watching over us. You've been the perfect balance to my tendency to worry. With everything that's happened to Morgan since MysTech infected our lives...I know that being a doctor, i'm supposed to be rational for the sake of others...but I can't tell you how many times I've thought about taking Morgan and just disappearing, hiding from everyone that we know...leaving the country...WHATEVER it took. Christopher shook my world and shattered it, But I've been able to come back from that and through Morgan and her friends I've realized that sometimes you have to FIGHT to keep things together.

<< squeezing Ororo's hand>>

We've been through a hell of alot, we've been through HELL but we've managed to survive and come back fighting our way to what is rightfully ours. Without you, I don't know what we would've done. You're a blessing, Ororo, and I love you...we BOTH do.

<< Karen reaches forward to embrace her dear friend>>

[Ororo]

:: Ororo held Karen's hand and smiled softly as the doctor spoke. Nodding.::

Ororo: Karen, your bravery as a woman in this world where nothing is what it seems is a testament to where Morgan get's her strength from. As i told you before, if it were not for you, the Six would have died by Malice and Blackout's hand. You faced the super soldier and you SURVIVED. You're strong, and the power of a mother protecting her child or figurative "children" is as primal as magick itself.

We BOTH had a hand in helping The Six in this time when they needed it most. I was glad to do it and I know you were too. Their continued evolving and development as individuals to make the team stronger is going to be their way of thanking us BOTH.

:: she returns Karen's embrace::

and I love you too, old friend.

:: standing up, she turns to face the doctor again.::

I will return to my garden. You must stay here. spend the night with your daughter and Alycia. "tomorrow" will be here soon enough and Morgan will be better off having you here to greet her rather than being alone. Remember, we will always be watching over Morgan no matter where she is and i will always be on hand to help you when you need it most.

continue forward, karen.

:: Ororo waves goodbye as she disappears in a column of howling winds and sparkling green orbs, leaving the doctor in the darkened chamber of dreams with her sleeping daughter.::

[Oracle]

<< and as Ororo departs, Karen sits for a moment, just enjoying the silence in the penthouse with the faint din of NYC's night life outside from the balcony in the chamber of dreams.>>

<< finally, the doctor gets up, and turns off the soft light on the nightstand , kissing her daughter on the forehead gently and making sure she's covered before quitely leaving the room.>>

<< true to her maternal instincts, Karen will peek in on Alycia to make sure she's asleep and on her way to her own room, she finds Morgan's cats have already returned to their usual ways, prowling and patroling the penthouse as Tinkerbell leads the kitten.>>

<< tomorrow will hold uncertain moments but that is to be expected. everyone has the chance to remember thier mistakes from the past as they go forward and Morgan herself will discover her life anew as she is now HOME again!>>

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<< Night gives way to DAY, and the city is now clear for all to see, looking as vibrant and healthy as it did BEFORE the chaos caused by Blackout and Malice. the city functions as "smoothly" as it once did with all of the traffic, hustle and bustle of the daytime morning work rush.>>

<< inside of Illustra on the business floors below the private residence floors of the Six...there is also much traffic as the business of fashion and image are now full steam ahead. carefull coverups by alycia and alison have caused the general public to believe that Morgan has been on sabbatical all this time and there was no general knowledge of her "death" at the hands of Master Mold...so Illustra's stock didnt plummet nor was there any negative publicity to the company. in FACT, with the contract for a magazine/advertising company now open since Alison CANCELLED Illustra's agreement with Tempo Inc, Alexis Quatermaine's company which had handled all the print campaigns and magazine spots for Illustra, Illustra's media market was open and they were being courted by many. >>

<< The Six and their allies are getting stared with their day. Alison is already up and down far below in a media room of Illustra in a meeting with the senior staff. In the back of her mind she knows that Morgan's business savvy would prompt her to court Nicolas for a modeling contract. Meanwhile, Haleigh, Blaze and Delilah were experiencing the first "normal" day of their lives since Morgan's "passing"...knowing that there was nothing but opportunity before them. Alycia Barnett was in her satellite office on the 99th floor conducting a background check on Nicolas and mulling over the possibility of returning to the office of the District Attourney and on the top floor of Illustra, Morgan would soon be awakening. Karen was there, ready to receive her daughter and help her get resettled.>>

<< the day was off to a great start, generally speaking, for everyone!>>

[Foxfire]

As night gave way to day the morning began with the sound of morning traffic, birds, and business conducted. But unfortunately for Blaze her morning would be somewhat of a rough one. The sun's rays blinding through her large bedroom window. Its intense light awaking her up with a groan. Rolling over into her pillow pulling the sheet cover over her when she felt a tug. Tugging the sheet more she just closed her eyes when she felt a pair of arms envelope her nude body. Opening her eyes she glanced over her shoulder to see a dark haired brunette beside her. Slipping from her grasp, Blaze sunk out of the Queen size bed. As she did she tripped on an empty bottle of Gray Goose Vodka. The noticing scent of alcohol and sex still fresh in the air. Rubbing her eyes, Blaze realized she had worn her make up last night and she looked like a raccoon, literally.

Noticing her overall appearance in the strangers apartment she nearly gasped at her hair. Her lips falling a gap with shock. Her head pounding and her body lacking in energy. She couldn't remember last night if her life depended on it. All she recalled was going to XS with Nicolas. They ended up becoming separated and after attending to the contractor, Blaze had a few drinks to celebrate Morgan's return.

Walking over to the bed the mysterious person rolling over onto their back. She could see the slender outline of a woman, her dark chocolate skin obvious. Blaze had always been open to interracial relationships but this was a one night stand. Leaning against the dresser of this woman's suite she watched her sleep soundly. Scanning the room she noticed the Monet picture frame knocked over and shattered, the clothing littering the hard wood flooring, and the bra draping over the lampshade. God, apparently she was an animal! Too bad she couldn't remember it.

Noticing the burned down candles, Blaze perked a brow. And she wasn't even at Illustra, but that wouldn't be a problem. The figure in the bed moving again pulling the covers closer. Staring over to her, she was gorgeous like that of a Model. She almost resembled the singer, Aaliyah. Her long chocolate trestles around the middle of her back, a nice proportioned jaw, and a sensual body. Blaze did fairly well it seemed. Too bad she didn't know her name.

Looking around for her clothes she grabbed her boycut shorts off the desk with a light giggle, locating her hot pants and her halter and bra. She would shower when she returned to Illustra. Walking over to the mirror to tame her wild locks, Blaze noticed the various awards. All of them for acting. Blaze looked back. "Oh shit, she's an actor!"

Reading the name printed upon the award her green eyes going wide at the name. "Vivica A. Fox." Stumbling backwards, Blaze nearly fell flat on her ass. Noticing Vivica was moving more, Blaze bolted for the door. Rushing around the corner, the place was gigantic.

Exiting Vivica's place, Blaze hailed a cab, "TAXI!!!" The yellow cab halting to a stop. "Illustra Inc. please." The driver nodded as he drove her there. Paying him, Blaze walked inside of Illustra.

Secretary: "Rough night, Blaze?"

Blaze nodded, "yeah...you could say that." She headed for the elevator, hurrying along. Vivica's perfume all over the mutant and some dark bruises across her neck. Ducking out she was in dire need to hide! If she involved herself with a celebrity it would be bad for the Six and her own life. But, the idea of dating a celebrity was intriguing.

[Rampage]

The morning found Nicolas already up and showered, dressed in a form-fitting baby blue microfiber shirt with lt. grey linen suit . He had already been in contact with his people and all was well. He decided to be the guest and take a look around the offices as they were running. He was interested in how this company worked and he wanted to get a close look at it and at the group of people with whom he had been placed. He "looked" around with his mind and realized that Alycia was on the 99th floor. He wanted to speak to her, first to try to start over on a better footing than last night, and second to try to find out more about Senator Kelly and therefore more about his father. He teleported discreetly to the floor outside her office door. Stepping slowly into the room, he knocked on the doorjamb.

"Can I talk to you for a moment? Look, I am sorry about last night. I realize that we are all under a great deal of pressure and that I will need to try to respect what you all have gone through and why it is difficulrt for you to accept ANYONE easily much less myself. I want to start over, try anew, and I came to you because I wanted to talk about Senator Kelly if you could. She was so important to my father yet I know little about her. I want to understand her beter, and who better to ask than you? I believe that she is the one connection that we share through her camaraderie with my father, and I believe that my father would want me to make a better effort to understand and be understood. If you are terribly busy, I understand. I simply want you to know that I am committed to working with you all, and I hope that we can one day be friends."

Nicolas stood there for a moment as he waited to hear how he would be received by Alycia. It as a bit unnerving to put himself out like this, but he was convinced that he needed to take a more active role in trying to reach out to his new allies...

[Alycia Barnett]

:: Nicolas was standing outside the reception area of Alycia's office on the 99th floor. She could see him on her personal monitor in her executive office. sitting there with her arms folded..she waited a moment before finally pressing a button that allowed him access into her office. he would have to pass through the general reception area which was decorated in a chic, contemporary style with hard lines, metalic and angular accents and concealed blue lighting. ::


:: he would see there were several offices and a conference room inside, very large and spacious. Alycia's executive office was straight ahead and through the center. her door was open and she waved him in.::


Nicolas,

:: she said in a feminine, cool tone::

I see you've found my satellite office. Normally i don't entertain visitors without an appointment but I'll make an acception in your case...out of honor and respect to Sharon.

:: without getting up, and not wanting him close to her, she motioned for him to take a seat in a large plush leather chair in front of her desk. her office was very luxe in design, cutting edge like herself and she had a splendid aerial view of the city from her floor to ceiling window.::

can my assistant get you anything in the way of a drink?

:: Alycia was looking very polished and poised in a silver gem, tailored toned donna karan blazer and matching high hemlined skirt. Nicolas would see that the woman dressed to impress and had a cutting edge sense of style about her. her raven black hair was down at her shoulders in a simple, sleek wrap do as she moved up to her desk in her chair and Nicolas would see a picture of Alycia and Sharon on her desk as well. the women looked so happy together...nothing like how Alycia was looking at him now. ::

You have initiaive and courage about yourself. and though your cavalier attitude is infuriating, it appears that you DO have good intentions. far different from the the last man that i spent any length of time with. knowing that we were allies of the six, he had kidnapped myself and sharon. he brutalized us, broke my arm and tried to rape Sharon. so you see, there are many reasons why more than a few of us around here are distrutsting of men.

:: alycia was referring to Commander Rick Riley of Mystech a terror general who had kidnapped sharon and alycia out of retaliation for their help in the Six's destroying of "NERVOUS".::

[Harbinger]

:: meanwhile, many floors below, Alison Marble, Cheif of staff and head of operations @ Illustra Inc. was conducting a meeting with the senior staff of the company. in the cutting edge executive conference room.::

:: Alison was looking crisp and sharp in a white Calvin Klein collard, button down blouse which she had conviniently left several buttons UNBOTTONED to reveal a tastefull hint of cleavage. the blouse fit just right and complimented the Calvin Klein black, above-the-knee pencil skirt that revealed, tight, feminine bare legs along with the black back w/ silver "CK" buckle which was slightly off centered for an asymtrical effect. giving Alison a sleek, simple, sophisticated look as she walked back and forth at the front of the conference room. she was wearing black four inch heeled pumps. Her blue/black hair was down, resting at her shoulders, straight but with luster and shine to it.::


Illustra's stock is as strong as ever, our Q rating is also postive. We still have the most models both on the runway and in print campaigns of any modeling agency on the east coast...and we represent world wide but as you know, our adevertising and media market is now wide open following the termination of our contract with Tempo Magazine and Tempo Inc. We still have Liquid Crystal Images for all of our photography needs and King Enterprises provides our hotel and guest accomodations for visiting models and other guests but we have MORE than enough leverage when it comes to searching out a new company for our print ad campaigns.

:: As Alison walked walked back and forth, she gestured to a liquid crystal monitor that was showing facts and figures about Illustra's stock, how well they were represented across the board in run way shows and other events::

We need to do something that will make our switing magazine companies stand out and i suggest the introduction of a hot new model, a MALE model. Illustra has long been known for its female super models with Morgan Victoria being the key signature female model..the face of Illustra but in order to reach out and cacth MORE attention, the idea of bringing on a MALE super model and promoting him like no other has been before..would not only bring us to the attention to a male audience but also bring us more male models and allow us to branch out into men's fashion etc.

:: As Alison turned on her high heel, she "saw" Blaze arrive at the cystal reception area of Illustra's main floor..looking dishevled and obviously having been out all not.::

Blaze Fielding....
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:: Blaze SHOULD have been present at this meeting as one of Illustra's junior ad execs...responsible for ideas and promotions that would involve the use of Models at high end events. but she was running late...AGAIN. In Blaze's apartment, a pair of Cobalt blue eyes opens before the mutant as Alison SHOUTS sternly::

BLAZE FIELDING YOU ARE LATE! GET YOUR SELF to this meeting AT ONCE!


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back in the executive conference room


:: Alison turns to face those at the conference table, as she leans forward on the edge of the head of the table::

With that in mind, I have sent out some talent scouts to find us the most elligible male models in the NYC area and beyond. Results of this search will be in several hours from now, upon which time a test photo shoot will be conducted with Liquid Crystal Images and a personal interview conducted by myself...and our junior ad executive Blaze Fielding....who is not HERE at this moment but should be arriving SHORTLY.

[Rampage]

Nicolas nodded as he listened to Alycia. He understood her apprehension to a degree, but he was perplexed that woman so obviously intelligent would focus in on gender in that way. Malice had been at least equally if not more menacing, but she seemed to harbor no similar apprehension to women. He found it strange, but let the feeling subside as he proceeded.

"I would not wish a situation like that on anyone. It unfortunately is things like that which make it hard for men like myself. It causes us to be unfairly lumped together based on gender and I hate that we are seen first and foremost together in that context. I hope that you will soon be able to evaluate me as an individual and grow to understand that this person who did evil to you and Senator Kelly does not represent all men. Remember, Malice has been a nemesis for the Six this entire time, so men do not have the market cornered when it comes to evil. I simply ask that you understand that it is difficult for me also. Here I am living with powerful strangers who have done even less in terms of earning my trust than I have to earn their trust. I have been berated, threatened several times, I have given over my life and background in a one-sided exchange and yet I still am greeted with fear and distrust, all to accept an invitation from Ororo because I believe in continuing to fight for a dream that Senator Kelly and my father shared. You are an attorney, a person who is traiined to look at evidence and to keep an open mind before judging someone. I simply ask that you apply that standard to me. I know what you will find in my background check: nothing. I have spent my life trying to help others. I am simply asking that you see me for who I truly am, not what you fear I may be."

Nicolas spoke evenly, trying to reach the prosecutor through a process with which she was clearly comfortable: logic and evidence.

[Foxfire]

Having snuck back inside her apartment without notice from any one of the building, Blaze looked around for Nicolas. Sighing heavily she saw he was not present, probably out exploring or something. Heading for the bathroom she nearly had a heart attack as Alison's intimidating blue eyes appeared. She winced at the harsh - loud tone Alison used, God that woman was all business. Rubbing her temples she nodded, "all right I'll be there..." She groaned, she had forgotten about this. She hadn't expected everything to return to business so soon.

"So much for going back to sleep." Shaking her head she walked inside of the bathroom closing the door behind her. Forty - five minutes later she walked out in a crisp baby - blue towel. Walking into her bedroom she flipped on the television while deciding on what to wear.

"Ms. Fox was last seen at the trendy nightclub XS where she was pictured lip - locking with the owner of the club, Blaze Fielding."

Blaze nearly died as she ran over to the television set, "Oh GREAT!" She threw her hands up in exasperation. This day was starting off shitty, and now she was late for a meeting. Looking closely the pictures were up close indicating they were real. This was all she needed paparazzi harassing her. She couldn't worry about that now. Applying her make - up and brushing her teeth.

Choosing a navy pin stripped Anne Klein suit, Blaze looked professional. Styling her dark brunette locks into a sleek bun. Grabbing her watch, necklace, and a few rings she rushed out of her apartment. Heading for the elevator she reached inside her suite pocket for an Advil, luckily she had brought it.

A file folder tucked underneath her left arm she made her way to the meeting. Taking a deep breath she took a breath before walking into the conference room. A pearly white smile flashed to soothe any worries from the staff and clients present.

"I apologize for being tardy I had to take my cat to the dentist." The staff giggling at Blaze's own joke. She avoided looking at Alison, who was glaring at her most likely. "I see Ms. Marble has begun our discussion for the new model of Illustra." She said pulling back a black - leather swivel chair. Sitting down she crossed one leg over the other. Opening the file folder to reveal pictures of the hottest new models currently. Scanning over her notes she wore a pair of small framed Armani glasses.

With a pen in her left hand she looked up at the clients and present staff. "Although Ms. Marble's idea to pursue new male models to this agency is brilliant..." Her words trailing off as she adjusted to giving her own idea. "I think rather than recruiting a model we FIND one. I say we actually make a model. Take a dud and turn him into a stud. Not only would this catch female, male populations but the gay community. Most male models have a huge impact on homosexual men. If we can create a campaign that's bold, tantalizing, and sexy we can put this gentlemen on the map. And when was the last time we saw a beautiful black man on the cover of a magazine? Probably not since Tyrese Gibson right?"

Standing up from her chair, Blaze moved to the center of the room, behind Alison. Taking her laser pointer, "lights, please." The lights were immediately turned down as the overhead telepromptor was displayed with pictures of recently taken gentlemen. "These were taken this morning by Liquid Crystal Images. These men have no modeling in their blood, they are your average Joe. I say we build them up....directing them how to pose for a camera crew, walk the runway, learn the ropes of modeling." Her laser pointer falling upon a picture of Nicolas, yes, that one. "This gentlemen here oozes sex appeal, he's intelligent, and he has style. He's fully capable of being a model but that would be almost too easy."

Clicking the prompter, the screen moved to another black gentlemen. "Now, if you were to look at this gentlemen, you would think he wouldn't make it in Modeling. But with some contact lenses, removal of those grills, and brand label fashion he could be a success." Turning off the teleprompter, the lights were turned back on.

Removing her glasses, Blaze looked around, "Alison is onto something, but I say we push the limits and use an African American. It would put us on the map even MORE and we would gain more publicity. Think back to the female Models we housed here, none of them of African American descent. I say bring them on." Walking over to her chair, Blaze sat down again. A legal size notepad placed in front of her for note taking purposes. She awaited the reactions from those present.

[Alycia Barnett]

:: Alycia's face frowned up as her eyes widened at his suggesting that she "remember" that its not just men who pose a threat.::

Nicolas..

:: she said abruptly as she folded her arms and took a moment to compose herself::

I don't think you realize what you've become apart of. This isnt about US giving you the benefit of the doubt. This is about YOU showing US that we can trust you and trying to patronize me with your speeches ISNT THE WAY TO DO IT.

:: she glared at him as she paused::

I dont have "powers" in the mutant or magickal sense. Neither did Sharon but we DID have LEGAL powers and other connections and we used those along with our genuine desire to help the Six stamp out the EVIL that is MysTech to help them...to OUR peril. Sharon and I have been the victim of assassination attempts, kidnappings and the like. Sharon DIED tried to free Morgan from wreckage as Master Mold was about to fire upon her!

I understand that you are having an adjustment period, but you're the new guy YOU are the one who has something to proove, not them. They've been doing this for a while now and what you arent aware of is how bad things got among them as a team before they got better. at one point..some of the team was ready to kill each other.

With everything they've lost and been through...even though Ororo was able to help them fix things..there's still a sense of uncertainty. Knowing Alison as well as I do, I know that the harder you resist, the more harsh she becomes. She will protect her own...and she would KILL if it was necessary to do so.

:: slamming down some paper work, Alycia leaned forward::

i dont know who you think you're dealing with now...but i am FAR from a novice when it comes to gathering information i have the most secure and comprehensive resources for obtaining information and I have even one upped Haleigh Davidoff in this capacity.


I know all about you, i know where you came from and how you came to enjoy the lifestyle in which you live. I also know that your father and Sharon Kelly were close. Perhaps closer than most people might suspect. You've been trained for YEARS to become a living weapon, a force to protect those who could not protect themselves, The same same thing that the Six were called together for. MysTech , who already had a problem with Senator Kelly and her mutant rights agenda wanted to recruit YOU and submit you to a process that would strip you of free will and humanity and make you a weapon to use to further their agenda.


to save you, your father contacated Sharon and she was going to arrange to bring you here under wraps, to network you with the Six so that they could protect you and you would join them but Malice had your father killed. If Ororo hadnt found you when she did, Malice and MysTech would have came for you. I found correspondence between Sharon and your father. She wanted ME to make sure that you had an easy time of things here in Illustra, but to be honest Nicolas, up to this point....I haven't been thrilled with you.

Alot has happened nicolas and although things look good on the OUTSIDE, the city and around...they arent all that great on the INSIDE now. The anti mutant sentiment is growing and without vocal opponents like Sharon Kelly to stand up and push back...things are getting worse. You've got a tremndous opportunity here to be MORE effective than you could ever be alone. But you've got to show some sensitivity.

:: she turns a picture of her self and Sharon forward to face Nicolas. her tone is much softer now, as she speaks::

This is Sharon Kelly. She was meant to be your prime contact up your arival here. Your Father respected her, cared for her...he had been there for her when her husband and her son , who was a mutant were MURDERED.

:: Alycia bows her head.As her voice wavers a bit::

She was a good woman, so full of life and drive. I was with her...the night she died....

:: Alycia closes her eyes and remembers::

***see this portion of "Enter Master Mold": http://www.screen-gems.net/showthread.php?p=15954#post15954

i held her in my arms as she said goodbye and closed her eyes...for the last time....

:: she stops, as she covers her face..and breathes deeply. her thoughts reply those last moments with Sharon and her heart aches....::

:: as she regains her composure and looks up again...her eyes look a bit misty and she speaks with a low tone...filled with bitterness


Mystech was always a "problem" but Sharon knew that and had often spoke out about members of congress and federal agencies being in league with Mystech behind closed doors. It made her a target in the media...but EVERYONE agrees that MysTech went TOO FAR when they allowed the Master Mold to murder a united states senator. I went on national television that night to expose MysTech for the evil that they were...providing live footage of the battle with Master Mold, his attack on Sharon and evidence linking Mastser Mold to Mystech. since then...the public outcry against mysTech has caused major shake ups across the board.

I think...you need to realize that you're in a new time and place and that your standing with these women is not what it may have been else where. you have to EASE UP on this cavalier attitude of yours and realize that you need them as much as they need you.

I don't want to see you have a hard time.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian fixed her eyes on Blaze as the mutant hurridly took her seat at the long conference table. her little joke drew laughter from those in attendance but Alison showed now sign of amusement.::

Blaze Fielding...SO NICE of you to JOIN US TODAY!

:: Alison made it a point of bellowing to exacerbate the headache that Blaze had as Alison slammed some paper work down in front of her. before taking her own seat at the head of the table. the stenographer watched Alison and quickly moved over a bit. ::

If you wouldn't mind taking alot at our current situation. Illustra is being courted by some of the most prominent adevertising agencies and media markets now that we have terminated our contract with Tempo Inc.

:: Blaze would recognize that name, it was Alexis' company.::

:: as Blaze picked up on what was going on and added to Alison's proposal...Alison unfolded her arms as she sharply looked over at Blaze.::

A picture..of NICOLAS!? has she gone MAD!?

:: Alison's thoughts raced wildly even as those in the room began to buzz with intrigue over Blaze's suggestion.::

Rest assured, :: she began after loudly clearing her throat:: that there was no intentional "white washing" of your models. that kind of attitude is not only short sighted and dated but it would foolish remove us from a WIDE demographic that drives the fashion industry in several of america's largest cities. Showcasing black models and introducing a KEY SIGNATURE MALE MODEL to compliment Morgan Victoria is the perfect way to command attention and bring fresh blood into the company. the "super model" as a celebrity has began to fade. There are only a handfull left that command that kind of attention and Morgan is one of them, we need to remind the world of models and the glamor of the runway by introducing someone they wouldn't readily suspect.

:: turning her head, her blue/black hair whipped as she turned...glaring at the screen at the image of Nicolas...before turning around and GLARING AT BLAZE. Alison thought QUICKLY of what to say lest the senior staff at the meeting thing something was wrong. ::

Our very on Blaze Fielding...has...been very proactive in this part of the meeting. She has provided a candidate who is not only close at hand but very asthetically appealing.

:: without warning, Alison thrusts her hands forward ala' Piper Halliwell. and with an odd sound, EVERYONE and everything in the room is frozen in temporal stasis. Alison stands there, looking flustered before she finally turns her out stretched hand at Blaze and releases HER ONLY from the temporal stasis. Alison comes forward and leans on the table as she looks Blaze.::

BLAZE! have you gone mad? how DARE you recommend HIM as a candidate for our key signature male model??

:: Blaze would notice that everything and everyone around her was "frozen" as Alison demanded an explanation::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan began to stir, eyes fluttering a bit as she felt the comfort and support of her king sized tempurpedic bed. Morgan stretched and opened her icy violet eyes..blinking a few times before she slowly sat up and looked around. everything felt...familiar, comfortable. She wasnt QUITE sure where she was just yet but it felt right. as she immediately felt the morning breeze and the sound of wind chimes playing on her balcony outside her chamber of dreams.>>


hmmmmm.

<< Morgan slipped out of bed...and walked around, looking at herself, nude, in her three way , liquid crystal mirror. she saw pictures of herself, blaze, alison and her mother on a photo nearby on the dresser and beyond that the massive walk in closet that stood between the chamber of dreams and the large circular master bath.>>

Mom....and.......


<< try as she could..but the names ALISON and BLAZE didnt come to her mind. she thought they seemed familiar but she didnt know why.>>

Mom??

<< she called out as she curiously made her way down the hall...wrapping a silver silk robe around her tall, statuesque frame.>>


<< she made her way to the corner and rounded it heading toward a small stair case to the main floor of the penthouse she faced the formal dining room and behind her, past a wall was the kitchen where the smell of breakfast was coming. she heard her mother as well..>>


Karen: Morgan? << Karen emerged from the kitchen, with her hair pulled back in a pony tail and wearing a simple white shirt with a khaki skirt and some sandals. >>

Karen good morning honey. << hugging Morgan>> I've made us some breakfast! why dont you sit down in the formal dining room and i'll be out in just a minute!

<< Morgan nodded, and took a seat at the large table in the formal dining room. she looked around and saw a wonderfull set up. the floor to ceiling panoramic window that stretched across the entire length of the wall she was facing allowing a BEAUTIFULL and dizzying view of the city and outward. she saw a living space that was decorated with cutting edge contemporary furniture and accents, and topped off by some exquisit foliage to add a bit of warmth to the place. She looked around and took everything in.>>

is this where I live?....this is BEAUTIFULL!

<< she heard a soft tinkle of bell, and looked down, Tinkerbell was close at hand and rubbing on Morgan's smooth, flawless leg>>

Tinkerbell?

<< Morgan's voice was light and airy...a hint of the icy tone that she was known for. she reached down and gently scooped up Tinkerbell who cooed with content as Morgan held her close to her bosom and rubbed her>>

hello, pretty kitty.

<< Morgan seemed detatched in some ways. and more child like as she was discovering her new surroundings. still unaware of Illustra and what it meant to her, and not yet reunited with Alison, Delilah, Blaze and Haleigh. This was all new to her...with only a hint of familiarity.>>

<< Tinkerbell purred in Morgan's arms as she craddled and snuggled with her familar, waiting for her mother.>>

[Foxfire]

Already the conference room was animated with thriving ideas. Leaning on her right hand while propped up on the large marble table, Blaze nearly cringed at Alison's tone. Shutting her eyes for a second, she noted the slamming of files down upon the table. Yup, she's torturing me. She thought to herself with a sigh. Resting her glasses on top of her forehead, above her widow's peak.

She could FEEL Alison's dislike for her suggestion. The burning glare of Alison was shinned upon the mutant like a spotlight. Her own sage eyes moving to lock upon Alison with a perked brow. The mention of Tempo Inc. brought back old memories for Blaze, she had recalled that to be Alexis' company. Doodling with her fine ink pen while taking a few more notes. Blaze's proposal was brilliant especially combined with Alison's, the two were a fabulous team.

But, somehow Blaze knew Alison would scold her for being late to this meeting and displaying the provocative picture of Nicolas. It had been taken yesterday at XS via one of her stage crew, who happened to be a major in photography. Leaning back a bit upon the swivel chair, Blaze watched Alison sharply. She was purposely trying to provoke her hangover even more, which in a morbid way humored her.

Moving forward to grab the metallic water pitcher which was stationed in the center of the table. Just as she did everything was frozen as was she. Her right arm stretched out with her fingertips wrapped around the handle of the pitcher. It was a classic episode of Charmed, with Phoebe being frozen or even Piper. A warping sound was heard as Blaze became animated. Her hand retracting the pitcher only to notice everyone was frozen.

Alison's voice shouting throughout the conference room. She could see Alison wasn't going to cut her some slack. The trickling crisp water poured into the cup as Blaze didn't say a word. She took her time to hydrate her body before answering. The mutant was repaying the witch for yelling throughout the conference.

Finishing her paper cup, she leaned backwards again. Her eyes locking upon Alison who was clearly flustered. Pulling down her glasses she examined a few notes. "My objective here is irrelevant as is your dislike for Nicolas. I saw a perfect opportunity and I went for it, just because your on edge with him, does not mean this whole corporation has to." Leaning forward again she tapped her pen on the notepad, "After all you did say I was capable of following my heart and making my own decisions. And that you would be watching. Well, I made a decision Alison, one that you'll have to overcome if you want this company to be more successful." Crushing the paper cup in her hand she tossed it into the trashbin near her.

"Nicolas is a prime candidate plus it will enable him a job if he is going to stay here. His telepathy as a mutant will also allow him to read the mind of the camera crew. Which will help him immensely when posing. I think my candidate is brilliant and I think everyone present agrees. So, I think your outnumbered here unless you have a more suitable candidate. He has everything going for him, but you hold his potential back over a personal quarrel. I will make a deal with you." She scribbled down upon a piece of paper before sliding it across the table to Alison. "Here are other gentlemen I think you'll find more to your liking. You can call the number and schedule an appointment. BUT, before you do I think it would be wise to give Nicolas a trial period. See if he can survive the Modeling world, what the public opinion of him is, and your own. If you find its not working out then pull the plug and use the models I suggested. If you decide you have different feelings than allow him to stay."

She awaited Alison's reaction from this, unsure what it could be. The mutant was willing to compromise here. Would Alison go for it?

[Rampage]

Nicolas listened to Alycia's soliloquy. He was touched by her emotion as she retold the moment of Sharon's death, but he could feel her icy veneer covering those emotions back up quickly. He leaned forward a bit as he replied.

"This is not simply about me getting you to trust me. It is about us trusting ONE another. That takes effort, and you appear disinclined to give that effort. It seems to be a popular opinion that I am to try to make this team, and that you guys get to sit back and treat me any way you like as I do it. That will not be the case. I am willing AND able to be as accomodating and friendly as others can be to me. Blaze has been open and welcoming, and we have had a fabulous time. You have been dismissive and demeaning and we are here having a very unpleasant formal chat. You make a point of trying to beat in my head the accomplishments of this group. I need no convincing. You are all formidable in your own right and I appreciate what you all have done and what we can do together. But make no mistake. Mystech wanted me as a weapon for a REASON. I can make a contribution to this team. If any of you have difficulty adjusting to my prescence, I can understand that. But to be dismissive, rude, threatening and uncivil to me or to try to label me when you know only what I ALLOWED your sources to find is unacceptable. If for no other reason, I am motivated to make this work out of respect for my father, Senator Kelly and Ororo. I had hoped that you at least wouold show the same respect and meet me halfway. That choice, in the end, is yours. As for showing you that I can be trusted, here is exhibit A. This is what I went through after only knowing Ororo for a few minutes, for a woman I did not know."

An illusory image appears before Alycia, showing Nicolas battle the Ant Lions and face Malice herself in an effort to save Dr. Victoria.

"If you think I would have faced THAT and somehow fooled Ororo AT THE SAME TIME simply to TRICK you, then I don't know what to say. All I know is that I will do my best to be a good team player, and I will try hard to get along. I am asking you, not for my sake but for the sake of those who worked for this so hard, to judge me on my actions, not your fears."

[Alycia Barnett]

:: Alycia "steepled" her index finders in front of her face as she stared at Nicolas. He retorted and argued his case....making it a point to say "what he ALLOWED her sources to find out about him." did he not realize that Alycia was an officer of the state government and that prior to that she was one of the most RUTHLESS and feard corporate lawyers on the east coast? AND that she had connections reaching FAR THROUGH washington? even Haleigh respected Alycia for her ability to gather information on anyone or anything, it was HER lead that gave the Six the edge they needed to destroy one of the largest strongholds of Mystech. and even if she didnt try to gather information, did he think he was IMMUNE to the precognition of Alison? she was a SEER.....there was nothing she couldnt find out.::


the pompousness of him. does he REALLY think he is that insulated? Malice had his father killed. She could have killed him in the Citadle. Had it not been for Ororo he'd have no CLUE of what his true destiny was. and yet here he sits..acting like he's doing us a FAVOR!.

::Alycia's own agitation grew more and more with each passing moment. She picked up a paper weight and SLAMMED it down on her desk as she leaned forward. the look on her face said it all. She'd heard enough.::

Nicolas, I've heard enough. I don't think you understand the delicacy of the situation here. This isnt about YOU or what you think you've allowed. This This is ME telling YOU to get a clue and learn how to ACT with these women. They aren't going to warm up to you because you think they should and they arent going to treat you any kind of way because you think your reputation preceeds you. They are on your level if not beyond in terms of financial resources and powers and other things. This is New York City...we EAT men like you for breakfast.

As for me, the ONLY reason you're in my office NOW is because of Sharon and Ororo. I don't like you right now. I don't like your attitude and i don't like the way you think "you allow this" or "allow that."

I think everyone knows you have something to offer, and without you Dr. Karen Victoria would have been lost, but do you really think Ororo needed you? You've seen what she can do, you've seen her realm. If she's that powerfull WHY would she need you? It's obvious even to a human like ME that she was TESTING YOU. But working solo is FAR different than working with a team...a team of people who have had a HELL of a time since they've come together a year ago. You came at a difficult time, and with everything going on, I don't know why you think our priority should be YOU.


Accept the fact that you're in a new place and its time to adjust your attitude. the sooner you do it, the sooner they will think about giving you the time of day.


::standing up::

Now, if you don't mind. I've had enough of you for one day and I will "allow" you to leave before i call Alison and Haleigh down here to ESCORT YOU OUT.

:: Alycia turns her back on Nicolas , facing the floor to ceiling window and folding her arms.::

[Rampage]

"For the record, the slamming of items does nothing for me. I hope, however, that it made you feel more potent. You act as if I should care if you like me. I would if you had given me a chance, but you have not. You are a quite capable attorney relying on state and federal government connections that you do not realize are bought and sold every day. There is more to this world than you seem to realize as well, and I have been all over it many times before, whether you knew it or not. I also realize that the Citadle was a test from Ororo. I did not show you that vision to say I was superior to anyone. I showed you that so MAYBE you could see what type of man I was. Unfortunately you only see gender and not the heart. You think that I do not realize that the SEER knows all about me? Yet neither of you can find an action that displays malevolence. As for having me escorted out, there is no need. As usual, I am not the one threatening violence, even though you seem to think that I should blindly trust YOU and try to endear myself to you. I have tried despite your scorn. I will be accepted or I will not. But I will be no one's puppet. All of you are strong women. Have the courage to deal with a strong man."

Nicolas teleported away from Alycia's office and back to his suite in Blaze's quarters.

Well, THAT went poorly. Let's see who else I can piss off...

Nicolas straightened his jacket and headed down the express elevator to the lobby. He needed some air...

[Shadow Weaver]

<< back in Morgan's luxury penthouse, Karen came forth from the kitchen and saw Morgan cuddling with Tinkerbell and her little kitten was sitting in her lap. Karen smiled as she watched her daughter, who looked so peacefull and well rested. it was good to see her back in her own space, and Ororo was right, she was thriving here.>>

<< they enjoyed breakfast and talked, as Morgan asked some questions, and continued to look around. Later on, the walked through the whole of the penthouse, taking a tour as Morgan looked at pictures of herself in "super model" mode, pictures with her and celebrity friends, pictures of herself with her friends in the six at various moments.>>

This is all yours Morgan. This is your home.

<< as Tinkerbell followed nearby Karen pointed>>

and that's your baby, your familiar Tinkerbell and the kitten that Haleigh gave you.

<< time went on as Karen walked with her daughter from room to room, one level to the other. she explored the sights, feel and even the familiar smell of vanilla that was in the air. the sound of chimes played lightly throughout the air around them.>>

those are your friends, Morgan. your teammates. Alison and Delilah are like sisters to you. we've known them for years. Blaze is your half sister. You met her while on valiant and rescued her from your father last year. This is Haleigh. You two have fought alot, but shortly before you "left us" for a while, the two of you had found a new level of understanding and even friendship!

<< she found a picture of the surviving members of the six together.>>

you all live here together, on the private residential floors. But you are also the HEAD /CEO of Illustra. You've been a successfull super model for years. You all worked together to fight and protect against MysTech. You've been through ALOT and i know there's alot to try to remember or understand right now......so please take you're time. Ill be here with you. you've nothing to be afraid of.


<< she watched as her daughter looked at pictures with a curious glint in her eyes. she'd touch different pieces of furniture, she moved from room to room, looking around until finally back into her "charmber of dreams" where she seemed more comfortable as she looked in her massive walk in closet and expressed joy>>

<< Karen stood back, holding the kitten.>>

I'll need to contact Alison and Haleigh soon. They need to know Morgan is here so we can prepare to re introduce her to everyone.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison strode around the long conference table , right up to Blaze.::

Blaze Fielding. Do NOT try to rail road me. I am the head of operations and chief of staff here in Morgan's absence. I know this company inside and out.

:: she turned, as her hair whipped in the turn and stormed up to the screen, pointing at the picture.::

This is COMPLETELY inappropriate of you. Alycia and I have not had time to go over the background of this CREEP and you want him to become one of the key signature faces of Illustra? do you have any idea what kind of tyraid Morgan would go on?

It is bad enough that you were late on account of your galavanting around the town with that arrogant trust fund baby, but now you want to try to bring him in here without having had the courtesy to discuss it with me first?

:: coming back to the head of the conference table, Alison slams a folder down, causing some papers to fall on the floor.::

I do not appreciate this. AT ALL!

:: she held up her hand , indicating Blaze should sit still. turning her out stretched hands, Alison releases the room from temporal stasis and everyone resumes at the moment they were in right before.::

:: clearing her throat loudly, Alison stands at the head of the table.::

Ladies and gentlemen, Blaze has given us quite a proposal to consider. In the meantime, remember, WE have the leverage when it comes to picking the new company to handle our media market. I want everyone to mull over the information i passed out and we will resume this meeting later on this afternoon. as for now, everyone can get back to their various floors and tasks. Blaze, you will stay behind.

:: Alison waves "goodbye" to everyone except Blaze. as she stands, posed with her arms folded. the ample cleavage peaking out playfully from her crisp white calvin klein white colored blouse. she glared at Blaze.::

:: as everyone left, Alison waved her hand back and with a rushing, chiming sound, the double doors slam shut.::

Blaze, what the hell was that? Were you TRYING to pull the rug out from under me? Among OTHER things....WHO do you think would oversee his photo shoot? HALEIGH will and do you think she will take kindly to his reading the minds of her crew or trying to read HER mind?

He needs ground rules set. even Cameron didnt randomly violate the privacy of people's minds.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah awoke in her new four poster bed, well rested and ready to face the day. Unfortuneately, after a light breakfast and a workout, she realized she had very little to do that day. Her leave of absence from the NYPD had freed up her time...but what would she do with it?

She showered and dressed - jeans, white tank and suede jacket with cowboy boots and a selection of turquoise jewelry - and headed out to the street level. She took a slow walk down the city street, ending up in one of the city's many parks, and sat on a bench watching the people go by. She really did love this city and its people.

After a while she began to head back to Illustra. Reaching the elevator, she started to push the button of her apartment, then instead hit the button for the 25th floor. She needed some advice.

Coming to the receptionist, she smiled brightly. ]

"I'd like to see Ms. Marble when she has a minute please."

[Foxfire]

Blaze seem un - intimidated as Alison got right up in her face causing the mutant to take a step forward to meet her closely. Her eyes giving off a sparkle of their own with Alison taller than the petite woman. But, she held her own just fine as she fought with the Seer. Leaning on the right side of her hip a hand resting there. "Alison, would you STOP getting defensive with me because its only PISSING me off! I come in here with creativity and you want to bash my idea because you feel I'm trying to pull the rug underneath you. Do you realize how ridiculous you sound? This is ME your talking to, not just some newbie here, I know what I'm doing. I have a degree from Harvard in this industry. If you want to disagree with me fine but THIS..." She pointed to the pile - up of paper work that had fallen on the floor with Alison slamming it down. "Would you GROW up Alison, your adolescent behavior will not intimidate me. At times your unbearable and this is one of those times. Knock it OFF, do not try to pout because I went ahead and offered my suggestion. Nothing is written in stone, its an idea...he never signed a contract, he's not working the runway, NOTHING!"

She walked around the desk, her pumps pressing and wrinkling into the fallen paperwork. "And do NOT tell me who he is because you have a personal GRUDGE here! He's a good man, but because your afraid to get to know him you know nothing. Let's recall how I acted when both of my parents were gone...I had to learn to depend on others. I was overly hot headed. To each their own...including your opinion. And I'm a GROWN woman, I can spend the evening at a club with Nicolas. I look beyond the surface, a flaw you have. You see a good looking man with a bit of courage and you think he's arrogant."

She paused to let Alison finish speaking, becoming even more agitated. Moving back down to sit into the chair, reverting to her previous pose. The other staff unfreezing as Blaze flashed a fake smile. Pouring herself another glass of paper she devoured the water feeling her body heating up to the argument herself and Alison had. Clenching her jaw at Alison's instructions she waved good - bye to the others. As the door was SLAMMED shut, Blaze rolled her eyes in irritation.

"I don't want to hear about Cameron! Okay, he broke several rules and he was the most ARROGANT man I ever met! Cameron is a good reason enough to think EVERY man is arrogant and obnoxious. I don't see or FEEL it with Nicolas. I'm DONE arguing with you Alison. Get it through your thick skull, I'm being creative here. The staff here can think it over, I'm not pointing a gun to their head forcing them to choose Nicolas." Blaze slammed her fist down upon the table, she was becoming flustered by Alison now. She found her anger escalating. "I gave you an idea...take it or leave it. I see talent but you see a pompous ass, so let's allow the staff of this building to decide WHO they want to represent Illustra Inc."

Pushing her chair backward she stood up again, her eyes burning into Alison. "You bring Cameron into this because your sore he's missing, and I'm sorry. But do not try to connect Nicolas to Cameron, because they are two separate entities. Let me give you some advice Alison, come off your high pedestal because its BLINDING you to reality. Nobody is good enough for Alison Marble, she's the know - it - all Seer and powerful witch. Powerful I would agree know - it - all I disagree, even you can be WRONG. And your wrong here, but your not willing to see it. Your so wrapped up in your own stone - wall beliefs, that when someone like ME has an opinion you attempt to belittle me. It will not work Alison, I have your number down. Your predictable like a daily schedule. Someone opposes you and you will try your damnedest to outrule and outrank them. And by far you overpower me but I can match your stubbornness. Your throwing a fit over an IDEA, which is up in the air. Give me a break, Alison."

She was fuming down, both women were. Removing her chocolate locks from her bun, shaking them out. "Cameron DID read minds often, especially Morgan or did you forget that. You try to give him more leniency because he's your baby brother. I'm sick of it, Cameron had his flaws. Later on he did learn to respect the minds of those that were unprotected. If Morgan meets Nicolas and she finds he is not for this company, than so be it. But, I'm done fighting with you, Alison."

Blaze turned around heading for the double doors of the conference. Her headache only worsening with Alison. Both were highly stubborn women and Blaze was never afraid to argue her point. Could these two women come to a compromise? Probably not.

[Jessica Hamby]

Zach lay strewn out over the bed, tangled in sheets and out cold. The dogs had slinked back in to sleep in their own beds around 5 am, a short time after Haleigh and Zach finally gave in to exhaustion. Only Haleigh was awake now, as she always was. She laid with Zach in a lovers cuddle until he fell asleep, and then gotten up again.... now, dressed only in Zach's buttonup, she stood outside their bedroom, on the balcony overlooking the city. She rested her elbows on the balcony, looking down at the picture in her hands. She'd stripped it of its frame and broken glass, and now she flipped open a zippo lighter and lit the corner. She watched the flame burn Alexis face slowly with a pensive expression. Cameron's side of the picture followed and Haleigh did nothing, but looked up to see the sun breaking the horizon.

"I was so frustrated when I couldn't save you from her, Cameron.... It's kind of funny... as it turns out I couldn't save ANY of us from her.... least of all me."

She says aloud, watching the sunrise and letting the picture go as it burned down to her fingertips.... only a tiny corner of it was left. Haleigh would have also burned every picture SHE had with Alexis in it.... but she didn't have any. She took a deep breath and turned to go back inside. She fixed herself a small breakfast of various fresh fruit, eating quietly and thinking things over. Morgan would be back soon... and the whole crew could finally get back to a normal life. Persephone and Nicolas were new additions.... and Haleigh was still assesing both of them. Perse kept mostly to herself, understandably. Nicolas was little more outgoing, and though Haleigh didnt DISTRUST him... she would wait for more interaction with him before passing judgement. She DID believe that Ororo would not allow EITHER of them to join the Six if they were a direct danger... but how they would all adjust to each other remained to be seen. Haleigh finished eating and went to her study, where she had remote access to the Observation & Security Control Deck for the whole of Illustra. It was early morning... about the time that everyone got up and back to business.... Alycia had already made it to her satellite office, Alison was holding a board meeting. Blaze, looking dishevled and hungover, stumbled into her room a few minutes later, and scrambled to get down to the meeting. Nicolas went to see Alycia, Delilah rose and started her daily routine, which, by now, Haleigh had memorized. Persephone was overseeing renovations to her new suite. On a whim, Haleigh checked Morgan's suite... and was pleased to see their resident Sorceress had returned, and was talking to her mother and walking around her penthouse. Haleigh turned her attention to Nicolas and Alycia, observing them both and listening to their conversation. Alycia was wisely warning Nicolas against the women of the Six. He seemed unconcerned. Haleigh knew he would be in for a hard time if he continued to refuse to heed Alycia's warnings. If he was so unwilling to listen... he would quickly find himself in hot water. He had been helpful, yes. Instrumental, even, in the rescue of Karen.... but today was a new day, and his stubborn 'confidence' would soon come to outweigh his helpfulness. Haleigh watched as their interaction became more heated... and then Nicolas left. Haleigh cued the intercom both her phone and the one in Alycia's office, linking them together so that she could speak with Alycia directly.

[From speakerphone]"He's a chatty bastard, isn't he? Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him... if he doesn't see the err of his ways soon... I can guarantee one of us will SHOW him. Thanks for the effort... but some people only respond to making their own mistakes and learning from them, however painful that process is."

She commented, as she linked her self on a second line to the Illustra security line. [From PA intercom] "Security, I want a tail on Nicolas King. One with... an INVISIBLE advantage. Make sure they keep their distance.... King can read minds and we don't want to tip him off. Do not attempt to apprehend the subject.... I just want eyes on him. Recon only."

>>Right away, Director.

Came the response.... Haleigh was referring to an operative equipped with a suit that allowed them to be invisible... it was an invaluable advantage.

[Alycia Barnett]

:: Alycia turned her head slightly as she heard Haleigh's voice, but she remained standing with her back facing the room and doorway to her office. outside in the reception area, all was quiet as Nicolas has opted to teleport out rather than leave through the door.::


:: responding to Haleigh, Alycia's tone was rather low::

Haleigh, I find myself wondering if he would be different if Sharon or his father were alive. Right now he's so OVER CONFIDENT! I can't believe that his father, based on what i've read and heard from Sharon, would abide such arrogance. and we both know Sharon wouldve put him in his place if she were here. But now, i feel like he's just trying to FORCE his way in. He thinks we should just accept him on merit or reputation. We BOTH know that doesnt fly with this team and it takes more than "reputation" to gain respect and acceptance in The Six.

:: Alycia recalled her own struggle with Haleigh. The two women were both similar in many ways and very unwilling to back down in an argument. They battled more than once but ultimately came to an understanding and found mutual respect...eventually they even became friends.::

I think, i need to find something to do. I can't just stay here anymore.

:: she looks back at her desk, the picture of her and Sharon::

I need to find out what is being done about the investigation into Sharon's death, Haleigh. Someone needs to PAY for what happened to her!

:: she clenched her fist. she hadnt felt this bitter...this angry since her father had died and knowing that a mystech funded/controlled insurance company had denied him the treatment that could save his life. It was that moment that galvanized her into becoming the powerfull, cunning, ruthless woman she is now both in the legal, political and corporate worlds::

We know he became self aware in "the cell" but that wasnt were he was constructed. I want to find out what agency or company was responsible for manufacturing the parts of Master Mold...the distributer..everything and then i want them GUTTED and exposed for their ties to mystech.

[Harbinger]

:: More than one woman in illustra was experiencing frustration. Back down on the 25th floor, Alison folds her arms as she gives Blaze a disapproving look. the two women arguing about Nicolas. Alison listens to Blaze as she speaks..shaking her head in the negative.::

for her to be an empath, she's very misguided. almost FOOLISH

::quipping with a cold tone::

My , my how quickly you change your tune. So quick were you to accept Cameron even when he was driving your sister to distraction, now you defame him in favor of someone whom you have hardly known for more than a DAY? Where are your loyalties? your FAMILY? or some strange man?

My brother has his faults. we ALL do but Cameron NEVER attempted to harm a member of the six with his psi powers. Several of us were IMMUNE to his powers anyway.

I know more than you could ever HOPE to know about this and so many other things and I have been with this company since BEFORE you knew anything about it so when it comes to the final word, I think you better remember who the boss is around here. Nicolas refuses to accept direction, refuses to understand the dynamics of his situation and your blindly accomodating him is only making it worse.


:: the doors open at Alison's command::

I suggest you leave. You were in no shape to be here anyway.

:: calling after Blaze as she left out::

Pull a stunt like this again, and it's your job.


:: Alison turned her back as Blaze left...sitting down at the head of the conference table as she exhaled loudly.::

Receptionist: ::an alert tone sounds off as the intercome activates::

Ms. Marble? Ms. Trelevan is here to see you.


:: Alison looked up , as she heard the intercom::

Guardian: Okay. Send her in please.

:: Alison leans back in her chair and closes her eyes, groaning with irritation as she awaits for Delilah to arrive.::

Come in, Delilah, sit down.

:: Alison gestures to a seat at the conference room::

would you like a drink?

:: Delilah would hear the exasperated inflection in Alison's tone. The woman looked sleek and sexy in her calvin klien seperates which combined to give her a sophsiticated look. Delilah had seldom seen Alison in her "business" persona, running the operations of Illustra.::

It is not after five, but i think i might enjoy a vodka tonic.

[Foxfire]

Moving for the door Alison bluntly threatens her with the result of her job. Looking over her shoulder, she perked a brow. "Really? If you fire me I’ll just collect unemployment, which either way you’ll be paying for it." She said before slamming the door behind her on purpose, a slight payback for Alison.

Shutting her eyes she literally wanted to burn the whole building down. Alison’s words only edging her on. Her heels clanking across the floor with several thuds, moving for the elevator. Punching the elevator key, she glanced down at her watch with impatience. The doors opened and in she went.

Returning to her apartment, Blaze walked inside to settle herself down. Unbuttoning her suit jacket she lazily tosses it onto her couch. Kicking off her pumps she makes her way into her bedroom, collapsing onto her bed. Running both hands over her temples she could hear Alison’s nagging words. Reaching for the remote she turned the television on only to see more reports of her love affair with Vivica. "Parasites!" She yelled at the television turning it off.

She couldn’t sleep now, she was too hyped up. Slipping off her bed, Blaze moved to her own private gym. The floors here were also hard wood, perfect for yoga. Walking over to her sound system she turned on "Fast as you can" by Fiona Apple. It wasn’t exactly relaxing but enough to boost her energy. Sitting down Indian Style she began her meditations for the evening.

[Rampage]

Nicolas stepped out of the lobby and outside. It was actually a beautiful day for a walk, so he decided to walk a bit, take some time to think. So he headed for a nearby park.

I should not have pushed so hard with Alycia. She is too strong-willed to listen if for no other reason than the fact it is me talking. I know that some of what she said is true, but none of them would submit to such treatment, why should I? They are no better than I am. In spite of that, I must try to see the greater good. If it takes me absorbong alittle crap, that may be what I need to do.

As he walked and thought, he allowed his TK to spread out, "feeling" its way through the surroundings. He often did this to enjoy flexing his mental muscles. He continued to the park, beginning to walk calmly around its grounds. He was alert but calm as he simply enjoyed being out and away from the negativity and distrustful vibes he had been getting ...

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah smiled as she entered Alison’s office, but her face quickly fell as she realized that her friend was clearly not having a good day. She took the seat that was offered to her. ]

“I’d love a whiskey on the rocks if you have it. And then why don’t you tell me what’s got you so upset?”

[ Alison had her moments of stone cold exteriors, but this was something different. Someone had pissed her off and right good. Her own reasons for being there were forgotten as her focus switched to the seer. ]

[Harbinger]

:: Alison , turned in ther large, executive leather swivle chair as she leaned back and crossed her long, nicely toned legs at the knee, alowing her black calvin klien "above the knee" pencil skirt to pull up a bit::

Delilah, I knew you would come to see me. I don't want you to abandon your own need for mine.

:: putting her hands to her face::

But if i may say, that Blaze Fielding is really tredding on thin ice today.

:: she looks at Delilah and then turns to look at the screen which still has Nicolas' face::

recognize him? its our new "team mate" Nicolas. Blaze took him to XS last night and someone took this picture. She showed up to this meeting today...LATE and looking hungover, and then she DARED to suggest we offer Nicolas a modeling contract!

As you know, we're looking for a new MALE key signature model. We're also looking for a new company to partner with for our media now that we've dropped Tempo Inc.

SHE had the GAUL to come in here...LATE and then suggest HIM!

:: Alison flings her hand at the screen and blows it up completely. thankfully the walls of the executive conference room are sound proof so the receptionist does not hear the commotion nor does she see.::

When i checked her about this, she wanted to get smart with me. She wanted to suggest that I'm being IRRATIONAL. Meanwhile she's blindly accomodating him and AIDING him in his attempts to FORCE his way into our lives. You and I both know that Morgan would have annihilated her for this kind of stunt and I came close to FIRING her today.

:: Alison stopped and breathed::

So tell me, am I overreacting? am i the ONLY one who feels a sense of de ja vu?

I remember when she was blindly defending "Dr. Grey" who turned out to be my MOTHER..the woman infiltrated Illustra and duped Cameron, Haleigh and Blaze into believing her, while you, Morgan and Myself had to try to do something about the TRUTH.

I don't like him, and i don't trust him. It doesnt MATTER to me if SHE "believes" he's a good man. I want to see this for myself and I'll be damned if I allow her to tell ME what to do when it comes to this company.

[Foxfire]

Cool rushes of air hummed in the background as the Air Conditioner blasted Blaze's apartment on high speed. Trickles of sweat trickling down her face while clenching her teeth tightly. Her temper elevated while she tried to meditate. She still sat in Indian Style with her hands folded. The mutant sought an inner peace, one that was difficult for a hot head such as herself.

Her brow furrowing with anger, breathing in and out. "Say goodnight and go" played by Imogen Heap, it was more bouncy than her previous song. Her inner core flickering with life as her eyes opened to reveal their fire form orbs. "Arghh!" She hissed with contempt, getting up off her mat.

She was meant to be energized than tranquil, she knew it. Grabbing her white towel she padded her sweat away. Walking through her apartment she opened her balcony doors as a gentle wind kissed across her body. Her chocolate locks blown to a soft swirl. Moving to sit down upon her lounge chair, placing a pair of sunglasses on.

Her mind drifting to Vivica, she felt terrible for retreating after their marathon of passion. She wondered how she felt. Was their chemistry real or was it the result of alcohol? Reaching for her glass of iced tea, Blaze grabbed her novel from the side of her lounge table. It was a horror novel of course, Stephen King's "It." It was her escapism for now, she refused to go outside of Illustra knowing what lay ahead.

The mutant couldn't get into anything with a heavy sigh. Resting the book in her lap, she grabbed her cell phone. Dialing the local florist shop she listened as it rang. "Good afternoon, I was wondering if you had purple roses available. I know they are rare to locate." She listened until she nodded with a bright smile, "Great, I want two dozen sent to the following address." She instructed the address to Vivica with a note attached that read, 'Sorry I ran away this morning, I want to make it up to you. Could we talk over coffee?' Hanging up, Blaze stood up.

Staring over her balcony her eyes zooming in and out, curious of the people in central park. Her eyes falling a fashionable man, seeing it was Nicolas. She could see he seemed deep in thought. The mutant knew the reasons why, the others were giving him a difficult time. Following him with her eyes her mind calling out to him. Hey stranger...seems like your having a rough day, wanna talk about it? I can see you from Illustra. I know your capable of reading minds, especially if they call out to you. Alison was less than pleasant with me this morning on more than one occasion. Despite what the others say to you, Nicolas, I trust you and I know the real you.

[MorningStar]

[ She shook her head as Alison spoke about Blaze’s most recent charity case. She had to admit that Alison seemed a tad overly agitated about the day’s events…but at the same time, she agreed with her assessment of the situation. She didn’t trust Nicolas – and mixing Illustra business with Six business with Blaze’s pleasure seemed like a recipe for disaster. She might not know anything about the modeling world, but she wasn’t interested in seeing the company Morgan built destroyed. ]

“First I think you need to take a deep breath and try to calm down. No good will come of you being in this state.”

[ She crossed her legs and leaned forward in her seat. ]

“But I think you are absolutely right about Blaze. That girl needs to take things a little more seriously sometimes, I swear… We don’t know enough about him – we’re already putting the Six in jeopardy in a way by allowing him under our roof. Yes, I trust Ororo, but we have no way of knowing what his motivations are, or whether he’ll even be able to hold his own when we face our next challenge. I wouldn’t feel comfortable either going into business dealings with someone that we’re not sure if we can trust – especially since it’s also someone we’re working with in the Six as well.”

[ She leaned back with a sigh. ]

“I think Blaze has some thing about taking in lost puppies…even when it gets her hurt.”

[Rampage]

Nicolas "heard" a thought call to him in the mass of minds. It was Blaze, he could tell by her inner voice.

Sure, I will be up in a moment. Right now I am realizing that a security tail was put on me. They made him invisible to the naked eye, apparently thinking that I would be too stupid to see him the other ways I have at my disposal. Let me return him home and I will be up.

Nicolas turned and looked directly at the security officer, who realized that he was discovered. before he could radio in, Nicolas used his uniform to wrap him in a cocoon, with just enough room to breathe but not talk. He then wrote a note to Haleigh saying, "I just wanted to take a walk in the park. If you wanted to know what I was doing, you were welcome to join me."

Nicolas then teleported the operative UNHARMED and the note to Haleigh as he located her unusual mind signature. He then stepped behind a tree, reappearing before Blaze.

[Foxfire]

Overhearing Nicolas reply, Blaze frowned at the mention of a security tail. It was either from the direct command of Haleigh or Alison. These women were all going mad and overreacting. Shaking her head with disapproval, Blaze awaited for the telepath to return to her suite.

Tucking a piece of loose hair behind her ear, she returned back inside, closing the balcony doors behind her. Moving into her kitchen for something to eat, Nicolas appeared out of no where. Nodding to him with a slight smile, "I see your having a good day as well." Her statement filled with sarcasm with a slight snicker.

Opening up her refrigerator she pulled out a bowl of fresh fruit. "Usually Haleigh or Alison are in charge of security, so its likely to be one of the two. You can’t get privacy anywhere. Its actually disappointing to find the whole team acting suspiciously and secretive." She sighed, moving to the inner island of the kitchen. "Its frustrating for me because I’m caught in the middle of everyone."

Removing her chef’s knife from the drawer she sliced up pieces of strawberries, melons, grapes, coconut, and oranges. "Alison and I butted heads today at this mornings meeting. We’re currently in search for a male model for Illustra, I offered your name. Well, the moment I mentioned your name she flipped out." She said with a shrug, moving to the fridge again pulling out the Lemon Moose. "But, I never got a chance to ask you about XS. What did you think of it?" She asked, pouring a small ounce of the desert upon the side of her plate.

Sprinkling the fruit around it for dipping purposes. "Ororo and Karen see the good in you, and that counts for something."

"I’m not sure how wide your powers range, but I need a favor from you." She locked eyes locked upon his own as she offered him some of the concoction she was making.

[Rampage]

"It was Haleigh who had me tailed. I was told all I needed to know by the security officer. As for the club, it is incredible, on a par with any I have seen. Are there others in other cities? If not, I think that you would do well to try to expand."

Nicolas reached out and grabbed a strawberry, dipping it into the lemon mousse before eating it whole. He smiled a bit as Blaze asked her question.

" I had never REALLY thought of modeling. If they will have me, I would be willing to maybe try it. But I am not investing time in trying to beg them for a job. I already have one."

He took another bite, this time of a banana with mousse.


"My powers are many and varied. I actually have yet to reach the limits of many of them. What do you need? I am at your disposal."

Nicolas looked at the mutant, his eyes wandering over her form a bit as he spoke. She was a very compatible midset for him, and quite beautiful. Too bad that he did not appeal to her, at least according to what he saw last night...

[Foxfire]

"I can understand that. It was just an idea in case you wanted to branch out." She swirled the blueberry across the lemon moose, popping it inside her mouth. "I never thought about expanding the club, but that is a superb idea. I've always wanted it to be glamorous worldwide." She stepped around the island to place the extra moose and whole fruits inside the refrigerator.

Stepping upon her mini bar she sat down enjoying her little snack. Her forehead creasing, "well, I'm not entirely sure if you can do it but..its worth a shot." Staring aimlessly into the lemon moose she recalled the torture Malice brought to her. Blinking her eyes, she moved to see Nicolas awaiting for her response.

"Malice, she managed to separate Dr. Victoria and myself. Anyway she tortured me for God knows how long with these powerful mental attacks. Sometimes I can still hear her voice...her cackling inside my brain. Alison managed to have some sort of healing potion but the mental damage is still present. I want you to probe my mind of these attacks and erase them. I can physically but mentally, well, that's out of my grasp. I've been so distracted by the return of Morgan I forgot them. But last night...they returned."

"I need your help, Nicolas, can you do it?"

[Rampage]

Nicolas frowned as he listened to Blaze describe her problem. After a pause to think, he answered.

"I think I can help you if you wish. Do you want me to erase the memory of what she did, or heal the emotional scarring the attacks caused, or both? It should be as simple as isolating and expunging the memory if that's what you want. If it is the emotional damage, I would need to talk to you about what is bothering you and try to counteract it while minimizing its effect. But in the end it will affect you as much as you allow it to. What Malice does is quite insidious in that she often simply sets your own psyche upon itself. You eat away at yourself mentally. I can help you if you trust me and allow me to work fully with your mind. It would be akin to having any other therapy, with us having sessions over time to shore you up and make sure that you stop attacking yourself. If you are up for it, I am willing to try my best to help."

Nicolas stood up and walked towards Blaze a step. He was concerned about her. He wanted to help in any way he could, especially considering the fact that she had been so open and welcoming to him.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison exclaims with relief as Delilah responds. At least Delilah could see where Alison was coming from about the subject of Nicolas. But looking at the new ruined liquid crystal screen that she had just blown up, Alison takes a moment to close her eyes and breathe regularly::


::sigh:: Delilah, she's ALWAYS been that way. She ALWAYS gravitates toward the trouble makers. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she and Morgan have different mothers. Morgan was always more selective, more carefull about who she dealt with.


:: looking up at the clock, Alison runs her hands back through her blue/black hair as she stretches in her seat::

ugh. the day is pretty much over for me in terms of Illustra business. Blaze was supposed to schedule some photo shoots for some print models with Haleigh BUT i had my receptionist send me the models and appointments. Ill handle it myself since I've relieved Blaze of duty for the day.

What brought you down here to see me today, Delilah? you normally dont come down to the business floors of Illustra.

:: Alison knew Delilah needed to discuss something with her, and she wanted to make sure that the focus of the conversation was not merely about her and her exasperation with Blaze and Nicolas.::

[Shadow Weaver]

<< an alert tone sounded in the conference room as well as in Haleigh's and Blaze's loft and Alycia's office as Karen's voice could be heard over the inter come>>

Karen: This is Dr. Victoria... please come to the top floor.


<< Karen's voice was clear, yet stern and elegant.>>

-----------------------

on the 107th floor, Morgan's luxury penthouse

<< Karen seated Morgan in the large, sunken in "sitting room" of the penthouse. The doctor stood back to look her daughter over for a moment.>>

<< Morgan was wearing a Chanel black dress with a plunging V neck revealing ample cleavage and a high hemline to reveal her long, smooth, flawless legs. wearing black leather four inch heels, she sat very lady like with her hands resting on her lap. Morgan's hair was gathered up in a feminine "up do" and she wore a matching set of white diamond earrings and necklace. The outfit was ALL of her choosing, which indicated that she still possesed her instinct for fasion. She seemed very calm and tranquil as she looked around for a moment>>

<< Karen was in her black "flying suit" looking elegant and intimidating as ever as she smiled to her daughter>>

she looks so calm. she's not yet emotionally connected to anything here yet. she understands and accepts that this is where she once lived, but everything just hasnt sunken in. it may take time, as she doesnt remember things as she once did before

well, i think we're ready for this. you're friends and family will be up here any moment to see you, Morgan.

<< Stroking Morgan's hair as only a mother would, while Morgan adjusted her stunning dress a bit, Karen turned and watched, waiting for the doorbell to the large double doors of the penthouse to sound off. Tinkerbell and the kitten were nearby, grooming themselves on the large leather sectional.>>

[Foxfire]

Leaning on her right palm, Blaze pondered his proposal before nodding. She couldn't take the pain anymore or the memory. "I want both, the healing of emotional scarring and erase the memory. I don't mind what precautions I take or the proper protocol, I want them terminated." Propping her elbows up on her mini bar she could see Nicolas move closer to her, his eyes depicting a concerned look about them.

"I'm more than happy to set up a schedule of psychological therapy. Anytime is fine with me unless I'm attending to a board meeting. I can re - arrange my schedule to compromise between us." Pushing away her bowl of fruit, she wiped away the fruit juices on a napkin.


A delicate alert clued the two to Dr. Victoria's request. Climbing off the stool, Blaze looked up to Nicolas, "thank you, Nicolas." She smiled, before leading the two out of her apartment.

The elevator transported the two to the top floor. Heading for the penthouse, she politely knocked on Morgan's penthouse door. She hadn't even realized the witch had returned, which meant Morgan and the kitties would be also available. Blaze awaited an answer from Karen before walking into the suite.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah stifled a laugh as she pictured Alison reading Blaze the riot act. She took a deep breath preparing to try to explain to her friend how she was feeling. ]

"Well, it's not important really - I just have been feeling a little directionless. Since I've taken a leave of absence from the NYPD, and now I've had some time to get my head together in limbo, my days are pretty empty. I got up today and did everything I could think of to keep busy – and this is all the time it took. I just wanted your advice…I’m not sure if going back to work at the department is the solution…”

[Harbinger]

:: as the two powerfull young women sat in the large, stylish conference room, Alison definately seemed to calm down and felt more at ease. Delilah validated and SHARED Alison's concerns about Nicolas AND saw the pattern that Blaze had for taking in "lost puppies" so to speak::

:: As Alison leaned back in her chair and took a sip of aquafina, Delilah expressed to her the feeling that she had. Alison understood where Delilah was coming from. Alycia had been expressing the same feeling since returning from Limbo since prior to Black and Malice, Alycia had planned on retiring and becoming a private citizen in the private sector but now, she felt that she could and SHOULD be doing more.::

Delilah, I can see clearly that your time in Limbo has allowed you to regain your center and serenity. you're young, beautifull and talented in a lot of ways. You do not NEED to return to law enforcement if that is not what you want to do. You and I both know you are capable of doing many other things.

:: leaning forward a bit::

Since our return from Limbo and the resetting of time and physical space around us, we have found ourselves in a somewhat peacefull period where our lives are allowed to go on "business as usual". there's no immediate threat, Malice hasnt stormed Illustra, no more betrayal or death. We're all benefiting from this.

Was there anything in particular you had thought about doing? If you wanted to stay in the realm of law enforcement. You could easily elevate your career to a state or FEDERAL level if you wanted given your service record and with references like Alycia and of course myself, you would have no problem getting the attention of the big guns.


:: before Alison could finish::

<< an alert tone sounds off as Dr. Victoria's voice is heard over the intercom only to the members of the six>>
This is Doctor Victoria, can you please come up to the top floor of Illustra?

:: standing up, and looking upward::

Karen is back, and she has Morgan with her!

:: Alison "saw" them in her minds eye. Morgan looked beautifull, very well rested, but there was something different about her. Alison could sense that as well::

You and I should definately talk more about what you feel you should be doing or would like to do....but for now, let us go up to see the doctor and Morgan.

:: Alison's voice was cool, clear and had a more calm tone as she walked with Delilah out of the executive conference room , turning to the receptionist, Alison spoke::

I'll be unavailable until further notice, route all calls and inquiries to my assistant.

:: Alison and Delilah left together, heading for a private elevator to shoot up to the 107th floor. Upon arriving at the top floor and stepping out into the hall to head down to the massive double doors, Alison and Delilah would see Blaze outside waiting::

Where is your new found friend, Nicolas? I believe the doctor summoned ALL of the Six.

:: Alison spoke directly::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh listened to Alycia respond... agreeing when the time came but also reassuring the attourney. Delta, the blue dobermen, came in to visit with Haleigh, laying her head on Haleigh's lap and giving puppy eyes to get attention from her owner, and Haleigh smiled as she stroked Delta's head and scratched behind her ears.

"Yes... he certainly has a couple of lessons to learn.... he WILL wise up... or he won't last... its that simple."

Haleigh looked at a file that had been put together on Nicolas, his parentage, his past, his current status. She noticed Nicolas' last name... it hadn't sank in before... but now, it caused a wild stab that seemed to go straight through Haleigh's heart and right into her soul. KING. Alycia began to voice her restlessness... Haleigh could relate... but she had reservations about Alycia going.... As the attourney said she wouldmake someone pay for Sharon's death, Haleigh looked up from her file, glancing at the phone on her desk as if looking at Alycia THROUGH it... her full attention captured. Her voice was understanding but stern, as she began a sincere warning.

"Alycia..."

She started, but allowed the attourney to continue on. It was a well formulated plan, and Haleigh knew Alycia well more than capable of executing it, both in the aspect of nailing the guilty to the wall AND in protecting herself while doing it... but Haleigh was still concerned. As she was about to speak, she felt Delta's head lift and the canine tensed next to her, letting out a deep, protective warning. a note appeared on Haleigh's desk and she read it with the speed of a computer before looking up to see her operative standing in front of her desk in her study, looking uttery shocked and stupified. Haleigh dealt with matters quickly in the order of most urgency, all while Alycia was on the line, listening to the speakerphone.

"Delta, silence." Haleigh said, holding a hand up to the man standing in front of her, reassuring him with a soft nod. She crumpled the note with her other hand, feeling a twinge of anger. "FOOLISH boy." She said as she did, shaking her head and abruptly ending her conversation with Alycia.

"Listen, Alycia... I've got to go... but before I do: we both know I could STOP you... but that would probably end up requiring forceful handling and I just think you deserve better than that... so do what you must. But PLEASE... be careful. And do us both a favor.... don't go alone."

Haleigh requested gently, before standing up and tossing her hair back. She certainly had her operative's attention, dressed only in a man's buttondown shirt. She gave him a reassuring smile, turning him around and leading him out of the study, through the living room, towards the front door of her apartment. On their way out, Haleigh explained away what had just happened, telling him they used top secret tech to pull him out when they got wind that Nicolas had I.D.ed him. She did her best to smooth things over, her hand on the back of his shoulder, as she showed him out her door and reminded him that what had happened involved sensitive information that he should NOT talk about with others. She watched him walk down the outer hall towards the elevator, aiming a H&K USP at his back. It didn't much matter, but a suppressor was attached to the end of the pistol to quiet the gunfire. Haleigh weighed her options... she took a deep breath, deciding the man's fate.... before lowering the sidearm and shutting her door, allowing him to leave unharmed. She leaned against the door, silently praying she'd made the right decision. She reassured herself... even if he DID talk... no one would believe him... he cant prove anything... he wont talk. he values his position... he values his LIFE... he knows better.

Karen's voice broke the silence, and Haleigh welcomed a distraction. she was beginning to consider running after the man and killing him, in the way she might have months ago, out of sheer self-preservation. She realized that kind of barbaric reaction wasn't needed... not yet. Haleigh went to her bedroom, then to her closet, getting dressed rather quickly in a scarlet buttonup, a black pinstriped skirt that reached a little further than mid thigh, and pulling a matching pinstriped, feminine cut vest over her shirt, fastening its low placed buttons before pulling on some four inch heels. She exited the closet, stopping briefly in her bathroom to brush her teeth and run a brush through her blonde hair, tossing it back and then leaving, heading out to the elevator for Morgan's floor. She tried to push the previous incident from her mind... no discretion on his part... WHATSOEVER! What WAS he thinking?! She thought, then shook it away. So help them ALL if Nicolas showed up at Morgan's door. The encounter would be unpleasant... and with ALL of the Six there... it would probably be compounded five times over...

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah considered Alison’s words carefully, but before she could reply Karen’s voice came over the loudspeaker and Alison revealed what was happening on the top floor of Illustra. Delilah was visibly excited to see her friend again as they walked to the elevator and rode to Morgan’s penthouse. Seeing Blaze, she gave a little wave which was cut short by Alison’s biting words. She couldn’t help but wince a bit, waiting for another altercation between the two women. ]

[Foxfire]

Glancing down at her watch, Blaze knew Nicolas would arrive sooner or later. He always had a good reason for tardiness at least in her book. Two familiar scents flooded her senses to look up with a sigh. Her green eyes watching Alison closely as her heels clicked loudly on the flooring with Delilah beside her. Perking a curious brow at the two side - by side, but Blaze knew and understood the two were close.

Waving to Delilah with a warm smile she turned to hear Alison's question. Her directness causing Blaze to tense up. Tossing a few locks behind her shoulder she glanced over her shoulder. "I wouldn't know I would have thought that's right up your alley for tailing men, Alison. I mean after all your not satisfied until you have someone under lock and key. I can see why you and Haleigh get along so well."

She didn't seem surprised Alison and Delilah were present. Folding her arms across her chest she felt the polarity between herself and Alison. Shifting her attention to Delilah, "Its good to have you back, Delilah, I was really worried about you. You look rejuvenated, it seems Limbo did you well."

Blaze locked eyes with Alison, "and where is Ms. Davidoff? I assume you know her exact perimeters." The elevator chimed at the exact time, "that must be our Haleigh now." She said sarcastically. Blaze was less than happy with Haleigh for her actions, especially siding with Alison and Alycia.

[Jessica Hamby]

"Actually, I'm right HERE."

Haleigh said from behind Blaze as they were all looking at the elevator. Haleigh could hear the slight disapproval in Blaze's tone... and was unfazed by it. She stepped forth to join their little circle, standing now between Alison and Blaze, her arms folded and a grim frown almost hidden on her beautiful features. She eyed Blaze, but chose to say nothing in her own defense... deciding that her actions didnt merit her needing to explain herself. Instead, she turned her attention to Alison. Making eye contact with the seer, she gestured away from the group.

"Alison... a word?"

She requested, wanting to tell her before going in to see Morgan, especially in case Nicolas was to be there. It occured to her that Alison might already know what had happened... but Haleigh wasn't sure if Alison knew the EXTENT... if she had ventured in her 'sight' so far as to realize EVERYTHING in its entirety... or if she understood the gravity of the events between Haleigh and Nicolas. Haleigh was also making an attempt at being open with the Seer... just in case she needed to use the points in the future. One just never knows... I always planned ahead... thats ONE thing I shouldn't change.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian looked down at Blaze, folding her arms as she firmly locked her cobalt blue eyes on the young mutant.::

"not satisfied until i have someone under lock and key?"

Well if that WAS the case, I would have arranged it, Blaze. If you have any OTHER smart mouthed comments you want to make, i suggest you get them out now because the Doctor will not tolerate your foolishness once we are inside. This meeting is not about you OR Nicolas..it's about Morgan.

:: Turning as Haleigh arrived and move into the group of women, Alison couldnt help but look up to the ceiling high above with a bit of a smirk on her face.::

she just DOES NOT KNOW when to quit!

:: As Haleigh asked Alison for a quiet word, Alison nodded::

Delilah, excuse me for a moment. we still have some moments until Nicolas arrives.

:: walking down the hall, several feet away and off into the private alcove, Alison looks upon Haleigh as she turns, her blue/black hair flowing with her turn::

It appears that I am not the only one dealing with difficult people today. Blaze pulled one hell of a stunt in the meeting with the senior staff of Illustra and Nicolas attempted to circumvent your security detail.

:: Alison had easily "saw" that event, but because was so involved in her own issues, she didnt have the time to "look" further into that matter, no doubt THAT was why Haleigh wanted to speak to her::

So tell me, how bad is this going to get? I'll let you fill in the blanks for me this time.

:: she winked, knowing Haleigh would understand where she was coming from::

[Rampage]

"Hello, ladies."

Nicolas strode easily into the corridor from the elevator. He figured that he would simply bring up the rear, maybe give the others a chance to complain about him before he got there. He was hoping they would get it all out then focus on Morgan.

"It seems that Morgan has returned. This is a very exciting day. I hope she is well, although...I am having a feeling..."

Nicolas stopped and left the rest to himself. He could not sense Morgan with his telepathy, but her vitals seemed different than he would expect from her. He was a bit concerned. He walked up beside Blaze and waited for them all to be summoned in.

[Foxfire]

Turning around, Blaze smirked at the appearance of Haleigh. A mischievous smile on the fire manipulator, which appeared to be somewhat cocky. "Hales, always a pleasure." Her eyes surveying down Haleigh's body with a satisfied look of approval.

Alison's stern and forceful voice attempting to scold her. Cocking her head to the side, Blaze's emerald eyes looking closely into the Seer. "If I recall it was you who provoked my argument this morning and currently. I do not tolerate your antics Alison, you may be teamleader but sometimes I wonder if your capable of leading this team." She said matter of factly. "And I don't plan on carrying this conversation once we enter these doors, you should stop assuming as much."

Glancing at Haleigh who asked for a word, Blaze looked irritated, "And why would the two of you need time alone? We're all teammates here, there's no secrets here..." She looked back at Delilah with a casual look. Noticing the two women walk away, Blaze took a step or two closer. Leaning her ear against the brisk marble wall, listening to Alison and Haleigh. Her own beliefs outweighing their need for privacy. Blaze was sick of their antics and it showed.

Her finely tuned ears easily depicting the conversation the two shared. Rolling her eyes at Alison's announcement of this morning's board meeting. Why don't you just broadcast it live, Alison. I'm sure it would be easier than telling each individual person. She thought bitterly, leaning back up to see Nicolas.

"There's the man of the hour." She turned to place her arm around his waist with a smirk. "You and I should start our own company we could call ourselves OutKast...wait that's a music group." She laughed at her own joke, "the two TEAM leaders are off discussing today's hottest gossip, which they feel the need to exclude myself and Delilah. But if I know Alison, she already told Delilah." She said coldly, her eyes moving onto Delilah with a raised brow. "And Delilah would likely agree with her based on my track record....my shall we say case for choosing LOST puppies. These walls have ears....even when sound proof. Every complex situation can be simplified."

Removing her arm from Nicolas' waist, Blaze was like a wild fire becoming more provoked by her teammates actions. Glancing up to Nicolas, "When this is over, I need to call upon that favor I asked of you."

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh gave Blaze a stern look as she commented on being excluded. She shook her head softly as Alison began to lead her a few feet away.

"Blaze.... DONT."

She said firmly, before turning and joining Alison. She took a deep breath and attempted to reign herself in. Alison filled her in on HER day's start and what she knew so far... Haleigh nodded and added her side on cue.

"Yeah, well, Nicolas pulled quite a stunt in broad DAYLIGHT. Now, HOPEFULLY, I have things under control... but I'm afraid there's no way to be 100 percent sure without resorting to murder... You know I had him followed... the thing is, the operative I put on him was an unsecure one. The man doesnt have the security clearance required to know details about the upper echelons of my company or about the Six. He didnt even know what Nicolas was involved in or WHY I wanted him watched. MOST of my company DONT know very much... its a security protocol.. a way to keep the more sensitive information under wraps. In effect... Nicolas EXPOSED his powers to an innocent by holding him captive and then teleporting him right into my HOME. Now, I'll do whatever it takes to keep my operative silent... but whats REALLY bothering me is that I have to at all. He wants us to trust him.... but he has YET to doing something to compel me to even consider it... quite the opposite, in fact. Maybe he doesnt CARE that he would be exposed as a mutant... but he doesnt seem to realize that everything HE does affects us ALL now. TOO many people are still antimutant... 'coming out' to the public on his part will spark a WITCHHUNT that will endanger everyone around him... most namely, US. Morgan's back, yes.... but until she's FULLY aware of herself, her powers and capabilities, her relationships with US, and her role in the Six, it is OUR responsiblity to protect her and everyone else. Something MUST be done."

Haleigh could hear Nicolas join Blaze and Delilah... she did her best to practice temperance.

"I'm going to confront him.... but you already know that. I don't want to do it in front of Morgan... her 'first' impression of us should be positive.... but I don't know how long I can wait. I trust you're going to back me up on this... just... whats the BEST time to do it? Now? but its only a matter of time before Karen comes to the door, she IS expecting us."

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian stood posed, with her weight resting over on one high heel and her arms fold as her head was slightly cocked to the side. she listend to Haleigh in disbelief::


He did WHAT!?

:: she couldnt help but bellow in shock::

:: turning her head at the sound of his voice, her blue/black hair wipped in the turn as she peeked out of the alcove and saw Nicolas. She turned back to Haleigh.::

This is intolerable. Of course I will back you up on this. Not only did he use his powers in a needless display of macho superiority, but he used them OUT IN THE OPEN on an an innocent. We must confront him together- in FRONT of the rest of the Six. But I do not want this to happen here in front of the doctor and Morgan. As you say, Morgan's "pieces"...they are not arranged as they were before her fall through the seige perilous. she's not quite who she was before but the potential for the memories and emotions to be restored is there.


Let us meet with the doctor and reunite with Morgan. I will call an emergency security meeting on the control center floor as soon as we are done.

:: she tossed some of her blue/black hair back as she exhaled with annoynace::

he is really treading on thin ice now.

:: she looks at Haleigh::

You needn't worry about your operative, I can cast a minor spell to remove the memory of that experience. He won't recall anything related to the event or the event itself. That way you will not have to kill him for something that Nicolas did BUT Nicolas will be made aware of how his actions jeopardized the life of an innocent. THAT RIGHT THERE makes me REGRET having him as apart of this team.
but at the moment, let us focus on something more positive as we resunite with Morgan and the doctor for.

:: nodding, she stepped out of the alcove and strode down the hall, walking with confidence and a sophisticated strut as her high heels clicked along the floor. she glared at Nicolas with an obvious disapproval with her cobalt blue eyes as she finally reached them all::

allright, Karen will be at the door any second.

[Foxfire]

Looking up to Nicolas she nodded to the direction Haleigh and Alison disappeared to. "Watch your ass, both will be gunning for you. Haleigh is fluttered about her operative exposed to your powers in full display of the public view." She stopped with a frown, realizing he revealed his teleportation powers to a human. "I do hope you took precaution when entering my suite when I summoned you."

She overheard Alison and Haleigh returning. "If I am to continue to participate on this team I feel it necessary to voice my opinion. And although my actions were detrimental to Illustra I had a rough morning with someone. However, I do not think its fair that the two of you are being overly secretive and because of this I'm having doubts if we really are a TEAM. And I openly admit I'm not always the team player, today being one of them. I feel that we should discuss this more in depth later, Alison perhaps you can schedule a meeting? I feel as though its the Alison and Haleigh show, not the Six. I also think the two of you take your team leader positions for granted. You want my respect? You want my cooperation on all levels? Don't shut me out because it just literally adds wood to the fire. I can't speak for Delilah, but I know from my point of view its exasperating."

Blaze turned to Nicolas, "And as for Nicolas, I can explain that too it was my fault he exposed himself. I take full responsibility for that. No more secrets, no more alliances, no more drama. As one of the Senior members of this team I would hope you honor my request." Straightening up, Blaze prepared to greet Karen, who would approaching shortly.

[Rampage]

"For the record, your flunkie knows nothing but he was suddenly before you, Haleigh. I have experience in discretion as far as my powers go. In fact, there is no need to walk away ladies if you are practically going to scream what you're saying to each other. Some of us hear VERY well. In addition, the incident is your doing, as you attempted to tail me for no reason. I would liken it to reading the available minds here. It is something I could do, but is uncalled for and rude. Let's focus on Morgan, but we DO need to have a meeting."

Nicolas turned and waited for them to be summoned.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison immediately lifted her hand to dimiss and silence both Blaze and Nicolas::

BE SILENT, the BOTH OF YOU! BEFORE I......

:: she spoke sharply, but the double doors began to move and open, Alison immediately ceased her berating of the two exasperating mutants as she turned to see Doctor Victoria open the doors, greeting them with a soft smile and wearing her regal black flying suit.::

:: Alison turned to greet Karen::

Hello Karen, welcome back!

:: she and the doctor embraced::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh nodded, slightly relieved. She accompanied Alison back to Morgan's door, walking at her side, surveying the group. Blaze took a stand... Haleigh narrowed her eyes... and took a deep breath... but couldn't help feeling a little infuriated at what she was hearing. Blaze just had NO idea.... and Haleigh was reaching her limit quickly...

"Blaze... Alison and I ARE the team leaders... and we will do WHATEVER we see fit to insure your SAFETY. If you were not so TAINTED... we might have included you... but LISTEN to yourself. You think we take our positions for granted? That's a hurtful thing to say Blaze, and you know it. What you DONT know is that leading this team, keeping you all safe, is MUCH harder than you seem to think. It takes EVERY ounce of your sanity... every FIBER of your being... every little BIT of your SELF CONTROL. We have had to make decisions that you couldn't FATHOM. Every DAY we have to face losing ALL of you and OURSELVES to this cause... and we deal with it. You know why? Because we LOVE you. So for you to stand there and say we take our positions for granted.... why dont you just come over here and SPIT in my face. It'll have the same effect."

Haleigh shook her head, her voice gaining a hint of anger... there was something Blaze tried to say that she WOULDNT let fly.

"DONT you even try that. It's HORSESHIT. Dont you take the fall for him Blaze. HE made that decision on his own, and you had NOTHING to do with it. HE needs to stand up, be a man, and take RESPONSIBILITY for what he did if he EVER expects any kind of respect."

And then Nicolas spoke... and Haleigh lost her handle. She rounded on him, shaking her head, taking an aggressive step towards him and pointing her finger. She kept her voice down, but it was near a growl.

"YOU! You better SHUT your mouth boy. You wanna talk experience? I have been doing this since before your BALLS DROPPED. So before you even TRY to talk to me you'd better RECOGNIZE who your dealing with. DONT YOU DARE try to put this on ME. That's a COP OUT, and everybody here sees RIGHT through it. I've done some pretty bad shit in the past, but when I get CALLED on it, I take responsibility for it. So before you even THINK about addressing me, you'd better be REALLY careful about what you say. And you can bet your ASS we're going to talk about this later.... so how about you STOP and THINK for a change about what youre going to say."

She said quickly, right before the door opened. She put on a pleasant smile, as Alison greeted Karen with a hug.

"Good morning, Doctor."

[Shadow Weaver]

<< a cool gust of wind greeted her guests as Karen opened the door, she could see that Alison had quickly shifted her mode...something had happened out here and the strained look on Alison and Haleigh's face followed by Delilah's look of concern suggested that all was not well among the members of the Six>>

you do a clever job of hiding behind that facade, Alison, but i know something is wrong. for now, i will not press the issue.

<< hugging Alison, Karen smiled at the others>>

welcome, all of you.

I brought you here because Morgan is now going to be settling back into her life here on earth. The best place for her to be is in her space of familiarity and comfort, among her friends and her family.

<< Karen gestures for them to follow her>>

Understand that Morgan is not truly "herself" as you remember her. She is going to greet you with an almost "new comer" stance. She has vague recollection, some things seem more familiar to her than others but over all, she does not remember who she is, or what she did...not yet anyway, the potential for full recovery is there, its just a matter of time.

<< she turns back to look at them all>>

do not be overly exuberant or agressive with her. we don't want her lashing out to defend herself. just allow her to adjust to each of you in her own way as you interact with her.

<< leading the group through the large, spacious, multi level penthouse, Karen was aware this was Nicolas' first time in this area. she hoped that Morgan would not be upset by his presence, as clearly Alison was not happy with him at all.>>

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan was acting like a visitor in her own house as she had carefully picked up an issue of Harper's Bazarr off of the coffee table in the sunken in sitting room and began to read through it. It never occurred to her that she might actually see HERSELF in this classic, well respected high fashion magazine.>>

<< Tinkerbell and the young kitten were laying nearby, contendly sunning themselves as the rays of sunlight shown through the floor-to-ceiling panoramic window along the wall over looking the city. Tinkerbell's ears perked up a bit as she heard Karen returning with visitors and Morgan looked up as well, seeing her mother, along with several beautifull women and a tall, toned black man. her icy violet eyes scanned them over quickly as she felt a sense of "magick" from Alison, a sign that her own mystical detection was in tact>>

<< in an icy voice>>: Mother? who are these people?

<< Morgan put down the magazine and continued to sit, looking from one person to the next. The sorceress looked so refershed, her wintery elegance had returned and she seemed to look more youthfull than the team would remember from before. her icy violet eyes were piercing as she looked upon them and her body was statuesque, toned and feminine, shown off in just the right way by the Chanel black dress with plunging V neck and high hemline.>>

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen smiled as she made her way into the sunken in sitting room with their guests, looking at her daughter, she came close and held out her hand to Morgan, indicating for her to stand up and come and greet her guests>>

Morgan, honey, these are your friends, your team mates...your family.

They helped get you back and they've been very worried about you.

<< Standing along side Morgan, holding her hand, she looked toward the group and gestured to each one as she re introduced them>>

This is Alison Marble, one of your closest friends. As Ororo and I told you, she's a witch like we are. She also helps you run Illustra.

This is Delilah Trelevan, a child hood friend that you grew up with and maintained a close relationship with through all these years. She's one of New York's finest. A mutant with power over sound and light, she is also a recent member of the team.

This is your sister, Blaze Fielding. You and she share the same father. You worked together on Valiant In London where you discovered your sibling relation. You helped rescue her from Christopher a year ago when the Citadle had gone into critical melt down.

This is Haleigh Davidoff, she's CEO of Liquid Crystal images, the photography company that Illustra has a standing contract with, she's also an ex military officer who specializes in black ops and espionage. She's a member of the team and in your absence she has co lead the team with Alison.

and finally, this is Nicolas << Karen never caught his last name unfortunately>>. He is the newest member of the Six. He and Ororo helped rescue ME from the Citadle weeks ago from the clutches of Malice. He's a young mutant who's father was killed by Malice. He has ties with the late Senator Sharon Kelly.

<< looking to Morgan>>

These are all your friends. you make up the Six...a team, a FAMILY. You all came through so much over the last year, both from enemies outside and struggles WITHIN....and now, you have the chance to starte again fresh.

<< Karen steps back one step to let Morgan personally interact with the group, as they now have a chance to greet Morgan themselves>>

[Foxfire]

Blaze's eyes went wide at how belligerent both Alison AND Haleigh had become. She didn't know these women anymore, in fact she didn't want to know them at all. Her eyes narrowing at the brutal lashing herself and Nicolas received. Raising her own hand in defense.

"Fuck it, I'm done with this dysfunctional team. You know NOTHING about me Haleigh and for you to have the gall to throw my history is a low blow. Just because I have Christopher's blood in my own does not make me tainted. And just because I stand up for someone I believe me makes me tainted. Well, I think you need to climb down off your high horse because your sadly mistaken. I'm through with you AND Alison, I will be moving OUT of Illustra. And I don't EVER want to see either one of you."

She spat, her hands catching fire while shutting her eyes with a grim expression. Blaze felt as though she would implode. All she asked was for an explanation but instead both women spat venom at herself and Nicolas. Shaking her head, she felt rage push over her like a cloud.

"I quit. And I'm not benefiting instead I'm sitting. "

Karen opened the door but unlike the others she didn't bother to fake a smile. Tightening her fists she avoided eye contact with Karen. Nodding to her in her own way, the mutant walked inside. She stood side - by side of Nicolas, glancing up at him with an apologetic look.

Following from the rear, Blaze's arms firmly crossed over her chest. Her expression burning with annoyance and seething with anger. She kept to herself but as Karen introduced them to Morgan, Blaze offered a smile. Oh Morgan, if you only knew what these two were up to. I wish you knew... Her thoughts trailing off, moving over to the side window. Looking outside, Blaze seemed stand offish, but it couldn't be helped. She was horrible masking her feelings especially now. She felt like she had been betrayed by Alison and Haleigh. Her eyes filling with tears as she stared outside but she blinked them away. She kept herself as distant as possible from the others.

I have a tendency of taking in lost puppies. They still don't understand....they'll never comprehend what its like to be rejected from life, to be tossed from one abusive foster family to the next. They all sit pretty with their estates, designer wardrobes, and their fake and phony attitudes. I give people a chance, but unfortunately that's not enough.

Blaze stood deep in thought. Her green eyes moving onto Morgan with a look of sadness. She doesn't understand who we are....your living in an empty shell. You will remember soon. She thought to herself, but the sensation of Tinkerbell rubbing up against her leg. The clever feline sensed Blaze's discontent with the others. Reaching down she gently scooped up Tinkerbell in her arms cradling her like an infant. The cat purring in her ear with a gentle meow. Looking down at Tinkerbell, Blaze smiled at the cat. Tinkerbell was probably the only thing that could cheer up the sullen mutant. She felt like an outcast, like her opinions and thoughts were written off. Hugging the cat, Blaze looked out the window again, yearning to be in another place, maybe even in another time.

[MorningStar]

[ As Blaze commented on Delilah's conversation with Alison, she started to get annoyed. ]

"I'll gladly tell you what I think if you ask, Blaze - you don't need to eavesdrop. And sometimes, yes, you don't think before you act..."

[ As Alison started to yell, Delilah walked over to her and put a calming hand on her shoulder. Blaze's outburst was typical - she tried to keep her mind from forming the words "drama queen" but that was difficult. Luckily Karen entered at that moment and cut the argument short. She put on a smile for her "foster mother's" benefit. She was apprehensive about seeing Morgan, about what her condition would be. As they entered and Morgan asked who they were, it was like a kick to her stomach, it pained her so greatly to see her old friend this way. She didn't want to overwhelm the witch, so she gave a simple smile and tried to speak calmly and evenly. ]

"Welcome home, Morgan."

[Rampage]

Nicolas nodded deeply to Morgan.

"Nice to meet you, Morgan. I am glad to see you are better. I have heard many good things about you."


Nicolas stifled the temptation to speak further. This meeting was about the rest of them, not him meeting her. Not just yet. It was not his place. Speaking of that, he was a bit disconcerted by the team dynamic now that he was in the mix. He would fix that when they met later. He knew what he had to do.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh fought the nagging urge to yell 'FINE!' like a three year old.... it would have felt good, she knew, but not helped. She couldn't understand WHY Blaze was being so stubborn and defensive about this. She wanted to beat some sense into Blaze.

Instead, she distracted herself with Karen and Morgan... Morgan didnt recognize any of them... but Haleigh'd prepared herself for that. What she wasn't prepared for was the youthful, rejuvenated looking Morgan.

"Wow, Morgan, death has done you well... you look like you just got back from a wonderful vacation. It's good to have you back."

She said, deciding against giving Morgan a hug. They just weren't that close yet... Haleigh wondered if Morgan would eventually remember their fight to the death.

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan stood with her mother, looking upon these women and man with a curious glint in her icy violet eyes. She smiled at Delilah, there was a warmth and goodness about Delilah that touched Morgan. It soothed her. Delilah's own natural luminescence...an ongoing manifestation of her power could be used to soothe or augment emotions.>>

<< in an icy voice>>

Hello.

<< she nodded to each of them as each person greeted her. her facial expression was polite>>

they seem...familiar. Delilah is very pretty, I wonder if she's a model here. something about them feels almost "comfortable"....except that one.

<< she thought as she looked at Nicolas, her PSI screen completely shielding her mind from him. she'd never seen him even BEFORE the seige perilous and his physical presence compared to the others was immense. He towered over even Alison and herself. Something about him was different than the others. He was HANDSOME yes, and he spoke to her with gentility, there was no hint of "familiarity" to him at all. It made her feel rather...uncomfortable.>>

<< as Haleigh complimented her, Morgan looked the mutant over before smiling a bit>>

well thank you. It's...nice to be back, i suppose.

<<She didnt know what to say, she didnt identify with their feelings of "having her back." since for her, this all seemed like "the very first time.">>

<< finally, she looked upon Alison, she felt a kindred spirit within the Seer. Alison , like Delilah was one of Morgan's closest confidants>>

you're a witch too. I sense power within you. Power that rivals my own.

<< she reached out for Alison's hand to shake it.>>

[Harbinger]

:: Alison nodded slightly in agreement with Haleigh, Morgan DID look younger than before. Her icy violet eyes were so clear and filled with calmness, almost a curioust glint to them. Alison looked upon Morgan and quietly smiled inwardly::

it is better to have you back and for you to have the chance to learn and remember, than to not have you at all. i can already "see" you coming back to us in spirit and mind as well as body soon enough

:: Alison waited as everyone greeted Morgan and she noted Morgan's polite response, typical for "first time" meetings of course. Alison couldnt help but chuckle in her mind at how Morgan was NEVER this "polite" to Haleigh during the first actual meeting a year ago. and finally Morgan addressed Alison and held out her hand to her::

:: her magickal detection draws her to me. she's focused on that, magick is what she identifies with more than anything else about her past life at this moment.::

:: taking Morgan's hand, Alison nods and smiles::

Yes, Morgan, I'm a witch too. We were the only two on the team while the rest of the team is composed of mutants.

We're so glad to have you back with us, Morgan. Haleigh is right, you look great.

:: chimes could be heard in the air around them as the winds quitely whispered in the air::

[Jill Monroe]

My.....

all these things, these people that I don't remember......My sister??

<<As she looked at Blaze, she stepped back...shaking her head a bit. Morgan looked a little perplexed as she looked up to the ceiling and then around the room. She felt uneasy, on edge...but not at random, almost like it was TRANSFERRED. suddenly she seemed bothered by so many people standing in her sitting room, looking at her. a FAR CRY from the original Morgan who wanted ALL eyes on her>>

Too many people...chaos and dischord! I don't know what to do....I need...

<< she looked at her mother>>

I need time. I'm not ready to go back. I'm not ready.....I don't remember!!

<< she turned away and left the sitting room, going up a small set of stair before disppearing around a corner and down the hall to her chamber of dreams>>

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen watched as the meeting took place. silently nodding with approval at the way the members of the Six were handling themselves with her daughter. She watched Morgan too.>>

She's understandly reserved. she finds them to be "familiar"...like a faint echo from her mind's fractured memories but she can't be sure yet.

you're among your friends and family now , Morgan. No better place for you to be. Ororo and I are confident that you....

<< she was cut off as Morgan suddenly became very unsure of herself, looking at the group of people and then looking around rather frantically before expressing anxiety>>

<< Karen attempted to comfort her daughter but Morgan retreated to her chamber of dreams, leaving her mother and the others still standing in the sitting room>>

<< looking at everyone>>

As you can see, Morgan is not who she was before. Not yet. Ororo is convinced that being her is the best thing for Morgan but i wasnt so sure. I was afraid she might feel overwhelmed as everyone knows HER but she cant remember them and in her mind, she tries to put things together but cannot.

<< looking toward the direction her daughter went in>>

she just needs time to think...and rest. she's not ready for anything right now i'm afraid. I hope you all understand....

<< she looked down at the kitten on the couch who was sitting upright, looking very alert as she studied the "big people" in her space.>>

It will take time. How much time, I don't know but things will have to carry on as they are for now.

<< Looking at Blaze, Karen narrowed her eyes and cleared her throat as she swept her cape back and folded her arms.>>

and now that Morgan has left us for the time being, That brings me to what i have to say next...I heard you in the hallway Blaze, speaking in a manner MOST unbecoming. Care to explain why you had such an outburst and right before you knew you'd be meeting your sister?

You of all people should know better. As much time as you spent with your sister in Valiant, Didn't it ever occurr to you that your sibling bond with Morgan might allow her to sense your feelings and cause her to feel uneasy HERSELF!? Her psi screen can't compensate for the negativity that even I could see DRIPPING from the scowl on your face when you came in here.

<< Alison had warned Blaze of something like this happening. Karen's voice was clear, stern yet still elegant>>

Aside from your rather rude entrance, Alison and Haleigh seemed almost TOO quick to greet me when i opened the door, suggesting that they were allowing my arrival to divert their attention.

I may not be a precog, but as a psycho therapist, I AM trained to pick up various beahviors and physical cues. Just WHAT was going on in the hallway?

<< As Karen looked at all of them, they couldnt lie to the doctor, nor could the disrespect her...although with Blaze, that was a distinct possibility, one that Karen kept in the back of her mind....after all she was Christopher's daughter and his behavior traits did show more strongly in HER than they did in Morgan.>>

[Foxfire]

Stroking Tinkerbell's healthy coat, Blaze tried not to stare at Morgan. She knew the possibilities of feeling overwhelmed if she did. Tinkerbell's calm purring calmed even the flustered mutant, lowering her escalating blood pressure. Leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on Tinkerbell's head, she observed Morgan's behavior with each of the team. Blaze felt more reserved and less amicable. But, she also felt Morgan needed more time, so when she watched her sister retreat it was to be expected.

Walking over to the sofa, the mutant took a seat with Tink still cradled in her arms. Karen out right addressing her. She also knew as much, Karen was an intelligent woman, she saw the chemistry or lack there of.

"My little 'outburst' as you so casually label it is a direct provocation of Alison, Haleigh, and Delilah. They have been harassing me because I stand up for Nicolas. Ororo instructed each of them to give him a chance, but instead they ride him off like he's nothing. I have a lot of respect for him. But, it started this morning with Alison harassing me after a grueling morning I suffered with a celebrity actress. I was late to a board meeting and I apologized, and I also shot the idea of having Nicolas to represent Illustra. It was a simple idea, but she jumped down my throat. We had words back and forth and she nearly fired me. Later on, I noticed Nicolas outside and I asked to speak with him, I needed a personal favor that his powers might be capable of. Haleigh had one of her men tailing him and it provoked Nicolas. Needless to say, Nicolas detected the agent and sent him back to Haleigh while he teleported to my suite."

She paused, looking elsewhere, "I don't expect you to understand Doctor but for some reason I feel edge around these women. They are so secretive and I'm easily labeled for allowing lost puppies into my life." She released Tinkerbell, who ran upstairs to follow Morgan. "I feel as though no one knows me here, I feel JUDGED on this team and as a person. I'm constantly reminded of a horrible father who created me. I can never run from Christopher Victory...its always thrown in my face. I take in people because I was never given a shot as a child. I give people a shot, I welcome them, and I'm amicable because I was rejected, I was tossed into abusive foster families. I feel like I'm in another abusive family again...the need to get away is fierce."

Looking down, Blaze struggled with her wording. Her past was always a sensitive region to discuss. "I admit my timing was bad but my nature is explosive, Alison and Haleigh were the reason for my outburst. I voiced my concern in a tranquil manner and both verbally attack me, especially Haleigh. She voiced her opinion of how I am tainted. Once again I'm reminded of Christopher, a man who tortured, probed, and maniacally laughed in my face. A man I hate almost as much as Malice, and yet I'm compared to him. Its a huge blow to my heart and I take it as a huge insult. I feel like my opinion, thoughts, ideas, and my overall attitude are disregarded. I feel as though Alison and Haleigh keep secrets from the team, especially me because of who my father is. Maybe, I'm wrong but I think the team should be kept abreast at all times, not to discuss what happened that afternoon with myself and Nicolas."

"Morgan didn't retreat of just my negative feelings but because she was overwhelmed by everyone present. My feelings may have assisted but it was not the direct result. Seeing Nicolas for the first time, and all of us plus my feelings caused her to retreat. I can't and I won't pretend to be fake and phony. If I'm upset I'm upset...I have the most difficult time controlling that fiery temper. I don't want to be with this team any longer, I'm tired of someone playing the Christopher card, I'm tired of secrets, and I'm tired of being on this team. This is not a family anymore, at least not to me. I feel like they have betrayed me and I'm sure they share the same viewpoint, but I do apologize to you Karen. I am sorry, but I feel like I don't belong here."

Blaze fell silent again, she absentmindedly bit into her nails, a sort of nervous habit for her. Judging from Blaze's body language she felt uncomfortable here, the need to retreat easily noticed. Her right leg bouncing up and down like a rabbit or someone with ADD. Her eyes avoiding everyone, she felt everyone staring at her and it only added to her uneasy feeling.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh winced as Morgan became uneasy and hurried away.... she knew this wouldn't be easy... but she didnt expect for Morgan to bug out. Karen scolded Blaze for her attitude, naming that as the major cause... and then confronted the whole group about what had been going on in the Hallway before she answered the door. Haleigh wouldnt outright lie to Karen... but she didn't want to burden the doctor, mainly because Karen had ENOUGH to worry about with Morgan...

"Its... we've got it under control, Karen."

And Haleigh would have left it at that.... but Blaze started up and let everything out... well, almost everything. Haleigh, who'd been walking the very thin line of self control and teetering on seething rage, now seemed to reel out of control. She watched Blaze with visible vehemence, her arms folded across her chest, a predatory glare in her green eyes. Even Tinkerbell seemed to sense it, and as Blaze released the cat, Tink made a path for Morgan's bedroom, going the long way to avoid walking by Haleigh. Blaze quieted and bit her nails, and Haleigh burst into a flurry of angry movement like an apoplectic tiger let out of its cage. Towering over Blaze, she snatched the forlorn mutant up by the shoulders and shook her violently, as if to get her to snap out of it.

"CHRIST, BLAZE! You're so SELFISH! THIS ISNT ABOUT YOU! I never said ANYTHING about your BASTARD FATHER. Yeah, I said you were tainted... tainted by HIM!" She began, pointing wildly at Nicolas, but not letting Blaze go. "You just met him YESTERDAY, and you're ready to bite the bullet for him! IF Alison and I are 'secretive', it's for your OWN DAMN GOOD! Alison NEEDED to know what happened... so that we could DEAL with him together. YOU refuse to see him for what he is! Why don't you tell Karen the WHOLE story?? Why don't you tell her what he DID that's got everyone in an uproar? You left THAT part out, didn't you? Go on, tell HER. Tell her how he nearly got us all KILLED, or WORSE: CRUCIFIED!"

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian wanted to call out after Morgan. it was an instinct as Morgan's close friend but she knew it was best to let Morgan leave. No one wanted to see her be overwhelmed and in some ways, Morgan was starting all over again. it was hard for Alison to watch...seeing a person she knew and loved but they were not "that person" anymore....at least for now.::

:: As Alison had warned, Karen began to chastize Blaze. The doctor's intuition was remarkable and she turned to confront the rest of the group. As Blaze called herself blowing the whistle on Alison and Haleigh, Alison exhaled loudly with annoyance as she looked up and ran her hands through her blue/black hair. Alison had not wanted to pull the doctor into this foolishness but Blaze couldnt hold back herself, she immediately retorted Blaze::

Blaze...WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! No one said anything about Christopher and no one is accusing you of anything because of who your father is. You're being ridiculous and unfair! This is about Nicolas and his insufferable attitude and if you're going to "tell on us"...make sure you tell Karen what HE did.

::She couldnt believe it had come to this...but Before Alison could scream at Blaze any further, Haleigh was instantly upon her. So fast that even Alison jumped as her cobalt blue eyes widened with surprise.::

:: Alison turned to Nicolas::

this is YOUR FAULT!

:: she glared at Nicolas, she was sorely tempted to lash out him with her powers and forcibly evacuate him from the room but she didnt want to disrespect Karen or Morgan's home. it was bad enough that things had gotten to this point but Alison could not keep herself in check any longer. Blaze's behavior was inexplicable.::

[Rampage]

"That is a GODDAMN LIE!!! YOU had some idiot flunkie follow me around in some cloaking suit, thinking that you had the right to do so and that it was a good idea. WRONG ON BOTH COUNTS!! I dismissed him, wiping his mind clean as I did so and you assumed that I had no discretion or experience in these matters. WRONG AGAIN! The issue here is that you two ***looks at Haleigh and Alison*** don't give a damn about me or whether or not I can or will fit into this team. Blaze was the ONLY ONE who gave me a chance and for that, you have threatened to cast her aside. I have had it!!!"

Nicolas stepped toward the two women, towering over them both. he looked Blaze in the her eyes and his gaze softened.

"If you need me EVER, just "call " for me. I will hear you. But I must leave. Your sister and your relationships with this team are too important for me to risk by my mere prescence. If they insist that I am to be the outsider, I may as well be outside. I will be at my residence in New York. If you think about it, you will find that you already know the address and my phone number. Thanks Blaze, for everything."

Nicolas kissed Blaze on her forehead and turned to exit the apartment.

[Shadow Weaver]

:: Karen was taken aback by Haleigh's sudden movements, but she could tell that both Haleigh and Alison had reached a boiling point. This wasnt just from one event..it was a build up and Haleigh was clearly hurt and offended by Blaze while Alison felt betrayed and couldnt grasp what Blaze's problem was. even so, Karen had to do something.

Haleigh release the child. Alison, calm down.

::As Nicolas yelled back at the two women, Karen held up her hand as her cape flowed with her moves::

HOLD IT RIGHT THERE NICOLAS!

:: she demanded.::

Come back here! You're not leaving.

:: she spoke to him as a mother would her son. not meant to condescend but to get his attention.::

Everybody just CALM DOWN and step back for a moment. Get ahold of yourselves.

:: she looked among the group::

Just because i'm not a MEMBER of this team doesnt mean that I cant help you when you need it, or have you forgotten about our recenet caper at the Citadle?

:: she looked at Haleigh and Alison::

Delilah and Alison are like my daughters and becuase Blaze is Morgan's sister...I've forged a bridge of communication with her so that she doesnt have to feel like she's an outcast. Morgan is my daughter, and I've come to respect Haleigh and watch her grow as a young woman to become a valuable asset of this team and part of its family. We're ALL family and I am here to support you when you need it.

I appreciate you're trying to consider myself and Morgan but trying to hide things from me will rarely work. Besides, Alycia had already phoned me before you arrived, telling me of the problems going on. She was afraid that it might cause a problem during this reunion with Morgan and apparently she was nearly right.

:: she looked among them all.::

Thankfully, Morgan is not here to see or hear this.

Everybody SIT DOWN. We're going to talk about this TOGETHER.

:: the doctor's voice was firm, icy. she was not playing around. there was plenty of space in the sitting room on the leather sectional for them to sit down and have a sort of "round table"::

Now, in order for this issue to be addressed, we have to understand what the root of the problem is. I'm going to ask that ALISON begin. I want you all...ESPECIALLY YOU , Nicolas, to listen to her. LISTEN...do not ignore, and do not spin it the way YOU think it is supposed to sound. Sometimes listening is just as effective as talking.

When Alison is done, we will hear from Haleigh, Blaze, Delilah and finally Nicolas. Alycia is unable to be here right now as she is involved in a major information gathering project.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh still had Blaze in her grip, as Alison rounded on Nicolas and Nicolas began yelling at both of them. Haleigh turned to look at him, fixing him with a withering stare. As he neared them Haleigh began to feel claustrophobic.... threatened by the SIZE of him in relation to her... and she felt as if she was cornered, all of which triggered and instant reaction that was so instinctive she didn't even think it first. A handgun appeared in her free hand, and she aimed it directly at Nicolas, stopping him in his tracks.

"STAY AWAY FROM HER!"

Haleigh snarled, still holding Blaze by the shoulder, putting herself and her gun in his path to her. Whether she fully intended to shoot him remained a mystery... but it was historically true that Haleigh didnt pull a weapon unless she fully intended to use it and at this point, her body language was so intensely violent that it seemed very likely she might. He turned to stalk off, but Karen got her bearings and took control of a situation that was rapid spinning away from everyone's grasp. Haleigh let go of Blaze, as Karen asked, and her firearm disappeared.

But doctor... you're stopping him from finishing his signature move... slinking away like a scalded hound with his tail tucked between his legs.

She thought, but didn't say out loud. The idea brought a slight smirk to her lips... she was just insidious enough to note that she didnt NEED to say it aloud because Nicolas no doubt HEARD her think it. She consented to sitting and talking about things... as Karen stood as the voice of reason. Haleigh took a deep breath and tried to calm down. The truth was, not only was she affronted by the way Blaze had reacted, she was undeniably menaced by the way Nicolas was behaving, and it was triggering both anger and her protective instincts.

[Foxfire]

Still sitting upon the sofa, Blaze remained aloof and distant but her ears finely turned to listen to Karen. She knew Alison and Haleigh would explain their situation at hand. But, the unthinkable happened as Haleigh lashed out. Her speed lightning fast as she grabbed Blaze and began to yell right into her face. Deja - vu creeping up into her like she had been taken into the past. Blinking her green eyes, Blaze’s wasn’t sure if this was real. Haleigh’s voice deafening any thinking pattern she may have consciously been pondering. She felt as though she were reliving a painful experience from one of her foster parents. Blaze’s body began to tremble so badly that even Haleigh shook and her eyes morphing into a fiery crimson tint. Her body temperature rising like never before and her heart sped up from the adrenaline. Her voice rising in volume with her fists tightening into balls.

"GET OFF ME!!!"

Lengthing her arm she smashed Haleigh directly in the jaw so hard it nearly knocked her off, but luckily her grip was vise - like. Blaze’s knuckles were completely red from impact of the punch. Blaze was panting heavily as things around the apartment began to ignite in flames surrounding the group. Yanking her shoulder away, Blaze forcefully pushed Haleigh backwards into Alison.

"NEVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!!!"

She roared to life with her eyes turning from Haleigh to Alison, and finally Karen. Shaking her head at Karen’s attempt to calm the group, Blaze had been pushed over the edge. Stepping back she felt her body explode with flickering flames, completely transferring to her natural form of fire. Any outline of her body completely disappeared into Her flaming form whizzed by each of them for the door before she returned to her human form. Yanking the door open, Blaze walked out. Taking a few steps before flaming out, where she went was anyone’s guess, but it wasn’t Illustra.

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen's eyes widen with shock and ANGER as her mouth opens a bit. she stands up quickly. Karen was a very nurturing and understanding woman, but she was NO ONE'S push over and she would not tolerate disrespect. when it came to her daughter and her daughter's envrionment...the doctor could be deadly when protecting both.>>

How DARE YOU!

<< Karen yelled>>

You have NO right to come in here, and take the peace away from my daughter's home. If THIS is how you will behave then I will make SURE that you cannot do any more damage!

<< as the mutant begins setting things on fire in the penthouse, a rushing harp sound is heard as Karen's cape flows a bit behind her. she lifts her hands a bit and extends them forward in a gesture. Golden halos of magick surround them as Karen ignites a spell to SCRAMBLE Blaze's powers causing them to short circuit before becoming totally useless. the flames generated by her begin to flow backward and receed before finally flickering out as shards of golden energy flow around the mutant>>

My magicks can scramble your powers or ANY mutant's powers for that matter. You claim that you don't like being compared to Christopher and yet you behave more and more like him with each passing moment.

Neither I nor my daughter will be subject to it. NOW GET OUT! and do not come back here until you can CONTROL YOURSELF!

<< Karen glared at Blaze with her sapphire blue eyes..DARING her to try something as she stood there. the Doctor was deadly serious and Blaze left the 107th floor and in fact she left Illustra. Karen finally breathed out slowly, looking at the others>>

I can't believe she did this.

<< Karen's voice was cold, elegant, but there was a hint of sterness to it>>

I do not want her returning to Morgan's loft anytime soon. I want this floor sealed off from her DNA signature until i say otherwise. My daughter is not ready for this kind of negativity and I'm not going to be subject to her random outbursts.

<< sweeping the cape of her elegant black flying suit to the side, Karen slowly sits down>>

I'm sorry that things had to come to that...but I will not tolerate that kind of behavior ...not here.

We need to discuss what is going on, and deal with the problem from its roots, so if we're through with the outbursts, Alison, please begin.

[Rampage]

At the sound of Karen's voice, Nicolas froze. He was furious. Not only had Alison and Haleigh simply discarded Blaze, they seemed to intend to try to turn Dr. Victoria against him as well. But he trusted the witch's wisdon, so he turned and immediately went to find a seat. He had the utmost respect for Ororo and Karen, finding them to have been more motherly than anyone he had known, and he did not want to disappoint EITHER of them.

"Yes, maam."

Nicolas watched the outburst by Blaze and was shocked by her loss of control. He started to intervene when Karen short-circuited Blaze's powers and sent her away. He hated the outcome of events, but he understood why Dr. Victoria acted to protect Morgan.

If I had lost my child and JUST gotten her back, I may have done worse...

Nicolas sat as Dr. Victoria laid out the ground rules. He grimaced as she admonished him to listen. Unfortunately , he had heard plenty from these two alrerady but he silently vowed to give it another effort for the sake of the Doctor. He also reached out to find Blaze, concerned that she was sent away without her natural defenses.....

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian looked up at Nicolas as he stepped up to her, he was quite a bit taller than her and even with her being 5'11" and ALSO wearing heels, she had to look up. Like Haleigh, she didnt appreciate a man using his physical stature to try to intimidate and she hissed with comtempt::

GET BACK!

:: as Haleigh ordered him to stay away from them and manifested a weapon, Alison demanded he move away from her She lifted her hand and was ready to unleash her own magickally reinforced telekinetic power against him to "move" him herself, but Karen shouted above the chaos demanding that she and everyone else calm down.::

:: Alison looked back as Nicolas stepped away from them and over to Blaze, she scowled at him with a darkened countenance as Karen became the voice of reason and attempted to control the situation::

i know such spells that would shrivel his body to a whithered old husk. he's a mutant...a telepath with NO defense against magick...who does he think he's DEALING WITH!?

::unlike Haleigh, Nicolas could NOT read Alison's mind and she had MANY dark, wicked and inventive ideas on how to humiliate him. He had not seen how stone cold she could be. she had deftly engineered the death of two of her own team mates that she dearly hated..but this was over a year ago and much had changed, but here and now, she stood ready to revert FULLY back to the stone cold, "marble hard" hearted witch she was feared for being,::

:: Karen's voice was an anchor, as she watched Haleigh release Blaze, Alison quitely sate down on the area of the leather sectional nearest her. she looked down and there was the kitten, starring at her inquisitively::

you seem to be more able to handle all this loudness than your big sister Tinkerbell, eh little one?

:: as Alison breathed and slowly calmed down, she crossed her long, smooth legs at the knee. her black Calvin Klein pencil skirt pulled up a bit to give a nice view of those legs supported by the black four inch pumps she was wearing. But even as Karen attempted to work with the group, Blaze erupted again in another outburst. the kitten hissed and ran away as Alison looked up and saw things around them catching on fire::

BLAZE! what are you doing!? you are damaging your sister's penthouse!!

:: Alison moved forward, she was ready to TRUE FREEZE Blaze which would not only have suspended her temporal field and placed her in stasis but would also have encased her in a thick block of sub zero ice..rendering her totally inert for the time being. But KAREN intervened, using her magicks to scramble and short out Blaze's powers.::

:: Noting that most of the things now catching on fire were being extinguished as the result of Karen's spell, gesturing ala' "Piper Halliwell", Alison "froze" a potted plant nearby that had caught on fire, subjecting to temporal stasis and the flames were now "frozen" in time" unable to burn any further.::

:: Alison looked at Blaze with extreme disapproval as Karen ordered her out of Morgan's penthouse and demanded that she be banned from the top floor. Alison had WARNED Blaze not to do this infront of the doctor because the doctor wouldnt tolerate it but once again, Blaze hadn't listened.::

:: bowing her head a bit, Alison realized that things had gotten out of hand so fast..it was like they were back where they were a year ago and instead of it being Cameron and Haleigh that Alison and Morgan were fighting with, it was Alison and Haleigh fighting with Blaze and Nicolas.::

::sigh:: Karen, I apologize for this. I TOLD Blaze in the hallway not to do this for the moment we just experienced is what i "saw" would occurr but she didnt listen....AGAIN.

That is the whole root of this problem. Blaze AND Nicolas don't listen to anybody.

:: Alison moved back into her seat and was now ready to speak::

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen looked over at Alison, nodding at her apology>>

It's allright. I know that you and Haleigh wanted to keep this under wraps, but Blaze's outbursts...they totally exacerbated the problem. It is better that she not be here until she can learn to listen and control herself. My spell will insure that she cannot use her powers to damage anything or anyone else....at least for an hour or two.

:: Karen leaned back a bit, relaxing herself and taking a less formal sitting pose but still looking elegant in her regal black flying suit.::

So, you feel that Nicolas and Blaze are not "listening." Do you find that this reminds you of the struggles you had with Haleigh and Cameron over a year ago?

:: she looked across the coffee table at Nicolas, watching his facial expression and body language as they began to talk.::

[Harbinger]

:: Alison looked over at Karen, her cobalt blue eyes betrayed the stress she was enduring as she replied to the doctor.::

That is EXACTLY how it feels. Look what we had to go through because of THAT....no one listened to me and then Morgan went mad and unleashed the Inferno upon us ALL. Haleigh and Blaze DIED and i nearly died trying to save my brother from Morgan. Ororo was afraid we'd never pull it together to be a team worth anything but even HALEIGH has admitted she made mistakes...we ALL have had to face that at some point or another over this time and we've LEARNED.

Nicolas comes in here and acts like he knows everything, that he needs no direction that he doesnt have to honor any protocall or ANYTHING. He disrespected Alycia and TOTALLY disregarded her warnings, he used his powers OUT IN PUBLIC against an innocent. What is to stop him from violating the minds of Haleigh, Alycia, Delilah or anyone else that doesn't have a psi screen if HE thinks its the right thing to DO!?

EVERYTHING about him reeks of arrogance..at least Cameron knew when he was in over his head...he learned to swallow his pride and it made him a better person.

:: Alison looked upon Nicolas with contempt...as she spoke louder..the tone in her voice began to crack::

Now HE is here...on my brother's floor...taking over his spot in more ways tha one and Blaze, instead of showing her loyalty to this team and the family she's risking EVERYTHING for the sake of a man she's barely known for a whole day! WHY do we need him here ANYWAY? We had a mutant telepath before, my brother Cameron...and my own telekinetic power is MAGICKAL which makes it stronger, there's nothing he can do that i CAN'T do BETTER!
why are we wasting time with this arrogant son of a bitch who thinks he's doing US a favor when I could be looking for my brother!


:: Alison turned her head from Karen and shut her eyes as tears began to weild up. she couldnt believe what just came out of her mouth...her own insecurities, her concern about not being able to locate Cameron. she hated herself on the inside, realizing that she was no longer as "stone cold" as she used to be and she CARED about her baby brother Cameron and sister Erika. His disappearence was bothering her more than she had let on before...::

:: as she struggles to pull her emotions back....she covers her eyes with her hand and speaks in a colder, more composed tone as she tried to turn the situation BACK on the actions that Nicolas took today in the park::

he violated and compromised our security today. he ignored alycia's warning about the anti mutant sentiment that is THICK in this city following Sharon Kelly's death and what he did could have been seen by ANYONE, including MALICE. He knows that he's no match for her when it comes to telepathic power and if she saw or "sensed" him..she could come for us, or send someone ELSE after us. Blaze continued to accomodate him and fanned the flame of tension making this an "us vs. them" situation.

[Rampage]

Nicolas sat and looked back at Dr. Victoria. His face was filled with disappointment that only increased as he looked over to Alison. Not only was she a poor leader so far in his eyes, she also seemed willing to misrepresent what had occurred in order to "win" this argument. He was tired of this. He had already vowed never to use his powers against these women, but they only seemed to appreciate aggression and violence. Haleigh knew he had "heard" her insults. In fact, he cared little about them, he simply had a problem in their relative lack of restraint. If he had responded to Alison and Haleigh in kind, they would have torn a good portion of this buliding apart, yet they paint HIM as unlistening and untrustworthy. He waited his turn, confident that Dr. Victoria would listen to what he had to say...

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen nodded slowly, she MORE than noted Alison's deep seeded contempt for Nicolas. She was afraid for Nicolas because she KNEW what Alison was capable of if crossed. She nearly killed Haleigh and Cameron once before and the team as a whole didnt know much about Alison OUTSIDE of her time with Morgan and Illustra. They didnt realize that she had traveled the WORLD over in the pursuit of mystical knowledge. This woman had abandonned her family when she was just 15 years old. She was tough in more ways than one..but the marble hardness of her heart and soul could not stop her from growing and evolving not just as a witch but as a WOMAN a HUMAN BEING and she learned to care about her brother and sister, to care about her team mates and come to regard them as family.>>

Oh Alison....your baby brother Cameron! Why didnt i think of this BEFORE! Try as you may to hide it, i know that your deeply upset over his disappearence and the fact that you can't find him even with your powers as a seer.

<< Karen continued to listen, noting Alison's growing agitation as she let more and more out>>

its understandable, she feels that Nicolas is just inserting himself into a position that he hasnt earned. fair enough.

<< she looked over at Nicolas as Alison told her about what he did earlier in the park today>>

he may not understand just how different things are in new york city than where he was raised. he could be KILLED if he was discovered to be a mutant. Mystech as ways of overriding his powers...ALL of our powers. we've seen it happen before

<< as Alison finished, Karen reached over and took her other free hand gently...speaking softly>>

I know you're upset about Cameron and since you've all returned to your lives here...you've finally had a chance to focus in on that. I also know that YOU will do anything to hide your emotions, and your insecurities. You were much better at it BEFORE but you've changed Alison, you KNOW in your heart that its okay to NOT be a woman of stone all the time. "Alison Marble" is more than a powerfull witch and seer, she's a WOMAN..a human being with a brother and sister whom she once protected from their evil mother, Kelly King. You risked your life to protect this team and your brother from Morgan's wrath during the Inferno and you did it without wavering one instant even though some people on this team had written you off as a know it all "super bitch".

You said it yourself, you've ALL made mistakes...and WE ALL have. There are things in my life back when i was married to Christopher that i wish i could have done differently for my sake and for Morgan's...But hind sight is always 20/20. just like you were allowed to grow and learn from your mistakes, you must allow OTHERS to do that as well.

Remember how things began to change in relationship with Haleigh? remember what they were like BEFORE? You and Morgan battled BITTERLY with her...and look at you now. The two of you CARE about one another..not just as team mates..but as FRIENDS.

I have not had the chance to observe Nicolas since he's been here...and we will hear from him in a moment...

<< glancing at Nicolas who looked anxious to speak>>

and i KNOW that you and Haleigh have made necessary changes to the way security is handled at Illustra following Morgan's "death". Nicolas will have to learn, just YOU all have had to learn how to deal with each other. You must give him a chance...that doesnt mean that you let him run wildly through Illustra or the streets of New York...NOR does it mean that he is "replacing" Cameron. I don't imagine he WANTS to do ANY of those things either.

Perhaps it would better if you could place him on ANOTHER floor, or let him stay at his own place until you're more comfortable with him. Transition is never easy, Alison and I know that you've endured more than many people in this room will ever know about...but i also know that you know if NOTHING ELSE..there are always OPTIONS and more than one way of doing things. If the living arrangment is too uncomfortable for you all, then perhaps we need to find another alternative for the time being.

<< She held Alison's hand as the Seer struggled to keep herself composed. Karen knew that Alison was hurting over Cameron and that she couldnt hold it in, so rather than having everyone sit there and look at Alison, Karen nodded to Haleigh>>

Haleigh, how about you? How do you feel about what Alison has said? How do you feel about Nicolas and why? I know that his actions in Central Park were a source of concern for both your self and Alison and that is FAIR.

<< looking at Nicolas>>

since the both of you have to watch for the safety and security of Illusta..not only the secret of The Six but the COMPANY , its emlpoyees...its quite a task, one that you're more than qualified for.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: It has been nearly two days since any member of the six had seen or heard from Persephone. She kept to herself; isolated within her new penthouse which was now completely redone to her specifications. She didn't feel the need to associate with the team members just yet, especially with the high amount of tension that filled Illustra. But as Persephone was standing outside on the balcony that branched off from her bedroom, an overwhelming feeling of warmth flushed throughout her body; a sign that Morgan had returned. It wasn'T any surprise that she would feel the same connection to Morgan as she did to DC; they were afterall a trinity of the same person, just in different timelines. It was odd however, that she would feel such need to check on this woman after only "knowing" here for mere hours. And the time she did see her, the woman was unconcious. Nevertheless, a tornado of wind englufed the goddess' body, and soon, she was gone. ::

:: Moments later a soft whistling of wind rang throughout the large bedroom as Persephone appeared in a cyclone of wind. The goddess' waist length chocolate locks blew around her body, cacooning her thin frame. As the winds faded, Persephone's hunter green eyes met with Morgan's equally beautiful violet orbs. Morgan obviously shocked at the Persephone's sudden appearence. ::

"Do not be alarmed."

:: Raising her hand forward to ease Morgan, Persephone's soothing English accent further showed that she was not here to harm Morgan, nor cause her any more distress. ::

"I am Persephone. I helped rescue you from Master Mold."

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan had been sitting "indian style" on her extremely large circular bed. Craddling her familiar, Tinkerbell in her arms, Morgan cuddled with the siamese...and looked around occasionally. she felt lost, she didnt know WHY she was here, and inspite of all the preparation that Karen and Ororo had given her in Limbo, she didnt feel any TRUE connection to this place or these other people whom she had "met' today.>>

<< she felt very disturbed in her mind...as she couldnt understand why she had no idea of who she was...it was like being cast adrift onto the ocean with no purpose>>

Why am i here kitty?

<< she said as she snuggled with Tinkerbell. the cat purred contently as she was held by her mistress.>>

My mother...Ororo....why did they send me here?

<< she wondered aloud. Tinkerbell turned her head and became uneasy as aa mysterious woman appeared in Morgan's chamber of dreams. her ears perked up as Morgan too turned to look. It was Persephone!>>

<< Morgan let tinker down onto the bed and the familiar immediately focused on Persephone with her tail standing up and her ears back slightly. Morgan herself scrambled off the bed to stand and face Persephone, using the bed to keep distance between them. But the mysterious woman lifted her hand and spoke softly with an english accent, attempting to reassure Morgan that she meant no harm.>>

You weren't out there with the others...

<< Morgan replied in an icy voice>>

My mother didn't mention you. Where did you come from? How do you know about Master Mold?

<< Morgan looked upon the woman with a direct curiosity. she didnt seem like the others. there was no "magick" about her like Alison, but she wasnt a mutant either. she seemed to be "seperated" from the others.>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Looking to the small cat, Persephone smiled softly to the animal, her eyes meeting directly with the felines. Although normally very put off by strangers, Persephone bent her knees and lowered herself to the ground, keeping her eyes connected with Tinkerbells. Softly clicking her tongue on the rough of her mouth, she watched as the small cat tilted her head to the side before perking her ears up. Persephone's pull over animals instantly attracted the cat to her as she reached her hand out; Tinkerbell immediately striding forward toward her. ::

"Beautiful familiar you have."

:: Scooping Tinkerbell up into her arms, Persephone stood, stroking the soft coat and instantly feeling the animal's muscles go limp. Looking to Morgan, Persephone nodded at her question, seeing the urgancy and curiousity that radiated from her eyes. ::

"I am not of you're world. I come from your counter, Darkchilde's timeline. I was brought to your timeline to help rescue you."

:: Looking down at Tinkerbell once more, Persephone ran her fingers under the feline's chin's hearing her purr grow louder. ::

"I know my word means nothing to you, but I am not here to upset you. I only wished to see how you were."

:: Gently placing Tinkerbell back down on the ground, Persephone stood once more; her eyes meeting with Morgan's. ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan watched as Tinkerbell took kindly to Persephone. That had to be a good sign. Familiars could sense if someone was malevolent or not and Tinker was not one to abide the touch of an enemy. Morgan's facial expression relaxed a bit as she watched Persephone interact with Tinker. Hearing Persephone's comment on the beauty of the siamese cat.>>

Thank you....

<< Persephone was NOT of this world...she came from another time...with...>>

Darkchilde?

<< she thought for a moment. she remembered Ororo's words about a multiversal "trinity" of which SHE was apart of. a unique energy signature shared by three women ONLY in all of time and space...Darkchilde was the crown jewel of the trinity.>>

Do you know...Ororo, my honored mother?

<< Morgan's icy voice was less hostile..a bit softer in tone.>>

I...don't remember anything really...I'm here with my mother, but everything else seems foreign. I'm supposed to be here, but I don't feel anything for any one i've "met" so far.

[Pam De Beaufort]

"Yes I know Ororo. I had an Ororo of my own in my timeline....She was--she was a wonderful woman."

:: Lowing her eyes as the images of Ororo's death filled her mind, Persephone pressed her lips together, inhaling a drawn out breath. Looking to Spellbinder once more, what she spoke of was the exact way Persephone felt. So out of place in this world. A world filled with people who don't understand, nor care, about what she is going through. Morgan was living through the same hell. Nodding Persephone stepped forward sensing Morgan become less tense. ::

"I, of all people, can understand what you are going through Morgan. During a horrible battle, placed in Limbo, in my timeline, Ororo cast me to stone to save my life while my team mates went on fighting. They all died....and I awoke 25 years later and was brought to a world I know nothing about, with people whom I know nothing about."

:: Feeling Tinkerbell brush up against her black slacks, the cat began to do figure eights between her legs as Persephone stood, facing Morgan. ::

"You feel out of place, rightfully so. Don't rush your transition...you need time to rest. To adjust. And I do apologize for disturbing you....I just. I feel a certain connection with you. You are apart of Darkchilde, and Darkchilde was a sister to me. I respect her. I love her. And I am loyal to her. As I will be to you."

:: Persephone felt no desire to be kind to the other members of the six. Or even associate with them. Frankly she found them all to be full of hot air. But Spellbinder was different. She felt the need to be respectful and kind to her; and to help her. Not only because it felt right, but because she knew Darkchilde would want her to. ::

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan was surprised to hear of another Ororo in an alternate timeline...an Ororo who did not survive! Morgan didnt have a connection to anything around her on earth except her Mother and Ororo in Limbo and she knew how devastated she would be if she had lost either one. She felt sympathy AND empathy for Persephone. To wake up 25 years later to find all of your friends dead...and you being the only one left...it must have been DREADFULL!>>

<< Morgan wondered about Darkchilde and what ever became of her....and as Persephone offered understanding and encouragement, Morgan looked down for a moment, before looking back up to meet eyes with Persephone as she apologized for disturbing her>>


It's allright, Thank you for your kindness. The kindness of strangers, as Ororo and my mother have told me, can be as precious as a rare jewel. I've only been here for a day and already i long to go back to Limbo, to be in Ororo's garden. I can't remember ANYTHING about my former life, they tell me that is to be expected but i feel empty right now and I don't know how to fix it or even if i can.


<< she paused for a moment>>

Do you live here too? My mother said that the others...the ones out there in the other part of my penthouse all live here on various floors below this one. If you're here in Illustra, that must mean you are apart of this "Six" as well?

I'm not well enough to venture out right now, but maybe we can...help each other.

<< TRULY out of character for Morgan, as her "old self" would never be this friendly, the sorceress could see that Persephone was having her own troubles in transition. In an odd sort of way...it was helpfull to Morgan to find someone who TRULY understood as they were living it. Ororo and Karen hadn't factored in Persephone because they knew she would stay to herself for a long while before even attempting to interact with the group, but once again Persephone was showing that she had moments where she would surprise them.>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Nodding, Persephone appriciated the gesture of help that Spellbinder offered. She knew it was out of her element, as was Persephone being kind. But perhaps this was a start to a new friendship. ::

"I would like that."

:: Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, Persephone nodded to Spellbinder and gave her a small smile. :

"I'll leave you to rest. Goodnight Spellbinder."

:: Winds began to sweep throughout Morgan's bedroom as a tornado englufed Persephone. And as quickly as she was there, she was gone; leaving only a soft breeze to linger throughout the bedroom. ::

[Oracle]

<< and with that, Morgan was left to ponder the mysterious woman who had visited her, and through her kind words and encouragment, had helped Morgan to feel a little better about the enormity of her situation. She felt a sense of direction in an otherwise vast and empty space....and trite as it may seem, she felt that like Mary Tyler Moore...."she was gonna make it after all!" :D >>

<< Morgan's blonde, double highlighted hair blew a bit in the winds as she sat down on her bed and the lingering breeze faded, Tinkerbell jumped on the bed beside her mistress and cranked her neck her little nose twitching as she enjoyed the flowing wind. Looking over at Tink, Morgan stroked her siamese cat's head gently.>>

yes, Tink. I think we have found a new friend too.


<< meanwhile, back out in another area of the large, spacious penthouse, Dr. Victoria was working with Alison, Haleigh, Delilah and Nicolas. Trying to help them sort through this personal problem they were having. Blaze had departed, sent away by the doctor after her seond outburst nearly caused severe damage to the penthouse and posed a danger to the team and inhabitants there in. Her powers were now scrambled by Karen's magick and she had apparently left Illustra for the time being. Her hot temper has prooven to be a disservice before...a pity that Blaze did not remember that at THIS moment>>

<< and so it continues on...>>

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh was taken by surprise as Blaze lashed out and hit her, and while the suckerpunch connected and Halegh recoiled, her body composition was so dense that it hardly affected her. She was more prepared as Blaze tried to shove her back into Alison, and planted her feet to counter Blaze. Blaze left in a fit, with Karen admonishing her to leave and not return until her tantrum was under control. Haleigh folded her arms across her chest as Alison sat down and began to speak.... Haleigh went over and stood by the panoramic windows, looking out over the city pensively. What Alison said about Cameron struck Haleigh to the core... because it mirrored the way she felt as well. She was comforted in knowing that she wasn't the ONLY one who felt they should be doing something about his mysterious disappearance. Karen addressed what Alison had to say, rebutting that Nicolas would never take Cameron's place and probably didn't WANT to do so.... and prompted Haleigh to voice her own opinion on what Alison had said, and on Nicolas himself. Haleigh stared out the window and almost appeared to not hear her... but seconds later she spoke.

"A part of me will ALWAYS be searching for Cameron.... waiting for Cameron. However misguided we both were... he was a good man, and possibly the best thing that could have happened to me when I joined the Six. He was always by my side. It would be an INSULT to Cameron's memory to compare him to Nicolas."

She said quietly, still staring out the window. She turned around to face the group, her face calm but stern.

"I'll tell you how I feel about Nicolas. I feel he's DANGEROUS, and I dont trust him. And it's not even because he's a man.... I love men. But HE thinks we should immediately receive him as our saviour... and acts hurt when we dont... but just LOOK at his behaviour so far. He thinks we should just blindly accomodate him, and meanwhile, he's exposing himself as a mutant to an INNOCENT. He's LUCKY that innocent was my operative... and that Alison and I could do damage control. He wants to act like I WRONGED him by having him followed, but i did that for his OWN safety AND for OURS."

She turned to make direct eye contact with Nicolas.

"You think you're the ONLY one? You think I don't have people out there RIGHT NOW, looking for Blaze? You think ANY of US leave Illustra without a security detail? There are surviellance cameras in EVERY room and EVERY hallway of Illustra's residential floors... and there is ALWAYS someone watching. The rest of us have learned... in the interest of SAFETY... anything and everything can be sacrificed.... INCLUDING privacy.... so you'd better just GET USED to being watched."

Haleigh turned back to Karen, driving her point home. It was clear that however she felt about Cameron's disappearance, and no matter WHAT she thought about Nicolas personally, the decisions SHE made this morning were well thought through and all business.

"At one point or another this year, I have LOST each and every one of you, including Morgan and Blaze. Most recently... I nearly lost you ALL... and it was a reality that was more than I could bear. I WILL NOT go through that again. I will do WHATEVER is necessary to protect us and our identities... and if Nicolas CONTINUES to upset the balance that I have set up to INSURE our safety... then I will have to take measures to BE RID of him.... and I'm sure that I will have, at the very least, Alison's support when I do that. This is NOT about power plays or personal stakes, or who is better than who. This is about us making DAMN SURE that our asses are covered. Nicolas should ALREADY know his place among us... and he should RESPECT us because we have been doing this for a long time... if he chooses not to then that will be HIS problem... but the fact remains that WE will not trust him until he gives us good reason to do so."

[Shadow Weaver]

<< gently squeezing Alison's hand, Karen nodded to her, thanking her for being honest about her feelings. it was understandable why she was so resistant to nicolas for more than one reason..the most PAINFULL being the many comparisons between Nicolas and Cameron, not to mention Alison's general dislike for men.>>

<< As Haleigh began to speak, Karen looked over at the mutant who was near the panoramic floor to ceiling window. she watched Haleigh's body language, noting her facial expressions as she spoke on her feelings about nicolas. Karen shifted in her spot a bit, getting more comfortable as she related more casually to those in her presence>>

<< Nodding slowly, Karen listened.>>

She and Alison are concerned for the safety and security of this team. They've been through so much, more than any normal person could bare. Haleigh probably could use private counseling after this, i could use my magicks to reach deeper. I will speak to her about it privately.

<< Karen noted the logic and reasoning behind Haleigh's position. it was not unreaonsable. Karen compared her fears to someone nearly drowning in a pool. after they recover they will take ALL precautions necessary to avoid that happening again.>>

You have all developed a close bond over the last year, you've experienced more trauma and loss than most people would imagine and you've all LIVED to tell about it. After these recent events with Malice and Blackout, events whose scope even Alison , a SEER couldnt totally prepare for , it is MORE than understandable for you to have taken the position you have, Haleigh.

We've seen the change in the social climate not just in New York but around the country regarding Mutants and Metahumans. We lost a great deal when we lost Sharon..not just an honorable woman and a close friend, but someone who did more for mutant rights on her own than most of her peers in congress have in over a decade. Her death not only hastened a backlash against MysTech but also against Mutants.

<< looking at Nicolas>>

Malice struck this team at its core, bypassing most of its defenses. that was UNDERSCORED by the betrayal of Alexis Quatermaine aka Shockwave/Blackout who became a deadly menace to her former team mates and joined forces with Malice and THIS was all on the heels of Sharon and Morgan's deaths. One assault after the other.

Trauma that happens back to back like that can errode even the most stoic << looking at haleigh>> or the most aloof << looking at alison>> or even the most well adjusted << looking at delilah>>. It can cause a person to become almost TOO vigilant about other areas of their lives to find a sense of control where there seems to be none. OR it can cause them to lose focus, to fall into a depression...<< which is what happened to Delilah in limbo>>

Haleigh and Alison were named co-leaders as according to Morgan's last will and testament which was executed by Alycia several months ago. Since that time they have had to deal with SO MUCH. Alison died, the city was utterly destroyed...at one point ONLY Haleigh and Blaze were left and had it not been for Ororo both they and myself would have been lost.

So now, on the other side of that...having seen her loved ones returned to her and the city given another chance at life, Haleigh is INTENT on making sure that she does everything she can to prevent something like that from happening again.

Its a very FAIR position to take.

But, the trick is to not become so focused on that..to the exclusion of all else....including allowing someone the chance to acclimate into the team so that they may HELP you.

You know that Ororo would not have allowed him to be here among you, she wouldnt have called on him to HELP ME if she did not know that he had the potential to be an asset to this team. That's not to say that you should blindly trust him OR just roll over for him, but its like coming with a good reference, it allows you to give him a decent chance. You fill him in on what is required, what is expected and preferred and he follows those things accordingly AND you allow him to find his own way through this experience as long as it doesnt jeopardize the team's security and safety, Illustra Inc. etc.

The key here is to not repeat what happened a year ago. don't let this be about "us vs. them". you will waste valuable time and energy among yourselves and you could actually become MORE VULNERABLE this way to outside sources.

<< looking back at Nicolas>>

When Alycia called me today, she seemed echo what Haleigh just said. It sounds like you're not having a very easy time around here and that you're not getting on well with your new team mates. THAT can happen to anyone. being the "new person" is never easy, but are you making it HARDER than it has to be? do you truly appreciate the GRAVITY of the situation that you are now apart of?

What's your side of the story, Nicolas?

[Rampage]

Nicolas thought deeply for a moment as he took in the position of haleigh and Alison and listened further as Dr. Victoria explained the events behind their positions. He tooka deep breath and sat upright aas he spoke.

"I will be the first to admit that I do not know everything about being here. I would appreciate it if someone took the time to speak to me of what is expected. I would not have come here if I did not believe in what I understand to be our purpose and was not committed to it. The problem for me has been that NO ONE even made the most perfunctory effort to welcome me to the group, to try to engage me in real conversation to see who I really was except Blaze. And for that she has been accused of being foolish, derided and threatened by the group's co-leaders, and finally provoked verbally and physically in this very apartment when the focus should have been Morgan ALONE. I find it disconcerting that Alison forsaw this eventuality and did nothing to stop her own mouth and Haleigh's hands from provoking a person who everyone at this table knows can lose control if provoked enough. That is why I offered to leave. For someone to lose their family because of me is unthinkable. For that reason I offered to leave.
As for the security affair, if anyone had said to me that it was protocol to be tailed, then I would have had no problem. But what do YOU do when you realize that you are being followed and someone has tried to KILL you TWICE in the last 24 hours? I found him, DISCREETLY wiped him clean of tailing me, and sent him back to his master, who had the time to have me tailed but not to tell me the what or why of it.
In general, since I have come here, I have been accused of being dangerous, arrogant, cavalier, and not serious about my involvement on this team, all without any ACTS on which to base those opinions. But instead of speaking to me as a person, which is what serious people do in these situations, I have been physicaly threatened, racially slurred and denigrated by those who do not know me. This team is led by a seer who knows who I am through her own precog, who must know that I have taken a meditative vow to never take up arms against a member of the Six, yet who ignores the depth of her own powers to treat me as a threat without provocation or cause. I have had my past searched and my body analyzed, yet no one thinks they even should take the time to tell me a bit about themselves!!
Look Dr. Victoria, I respect you and Ororo. I never had a mother, and you two in a very short time are closer than any I have ever had. Out of love and respect for you two, Senator Kelly, and my father I am willing to suffer much and work hard to be a part of this team. But I demand to be treated with basic human respect and decency. I am not the help around here, I am NOBODY on this team's 'boy' ***looks at Haleigh*** and I do not think it too much to be informed about what is expected of me and what is going on as it pertains to the Six. If there was an issue about where I would stay, I could have easily stayed somewhere else. Don't keep me here and treat me like crap. I haven't done anything to deserve that and I am not putting up with it anymore.
As for how useful I can be to this team, You won't know until you try me , now will you? I am sure that my NON-MAGICAL abilities ***looks at Guardian*** will be up to your very high standards. This is not about need. This is about what was deemed best. I can be a part of a team. I am competent, I am well-trained, and I want to be here. But I have to know that I am going to get a fair shake with these two AND Alycia and, so far, they have other ideas."

Nicolas sat looking back at Dr. Victoria. The disappointment on his face was apparent. He had been really trying to be a part of this group, but he felt it may have already slipped away..

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Dr. Victoria nodded as she listened to Nicolas. clearly he was at his wits end, which she could understand all things considered but he didnt really answer HER question...he took this as a moment to speak his mind yes, but did he REALLY understand what was going on?>>

I think your living arrangment is the smaller issue. obviously you have considerable resources of your own and even if you didnt, there would always be the option of "King Towers" which is the luxurious high rise hotel owned by Alison's brother Cameron.

There have been times past where several members of the Six had to live "off site" for the benefit of peace among the team, especially when Morgan wanted nothing to do with Cameron and Haleigh.

We'll decide what's best as far as where your personal base of operations will be soon enough, but for now I want to talk about something else.

You never REALLY answered my question. Do you UNDERSTAND the reason why Alison and Haleigh feel as they do? Aside from the UNEXPECTED coincidence of you sharing the last name of Alison's baby brother, you ALSO are a mutant telepath/telekinetic...the same as he was. You are staying on his former floor of Illustra and in his luxury apartment.

It was at BLAZE'S invitation, something she didnt bother to clear with Alison and Haleigh...and there is such a thing as protocall. That's not YOUR fault, you didnt know either way but SHE should have checked with them first.

As for the dynamic between Haleigh/Alison and Blaze, Blaze has never been one to listen to Alison's warnings. It was because of this that SHE died during the Inferno. Only through the myterious workings of the Seige Perilous was she brought back recently so let's not use HER as a blaming piece against Alison....that is not your concern right now.

The issue here is YOU and your being able to succeed with this team and THEIR being able to adjust to and with you.

Think about what happens when you go to college for the first time as a freshman or even joining the military and going to boot camp. There are changes YOU have to make. You have to observe, you have to listen and take in what's going on...learn about the people and the envrionment around you.

These women here went through the same thing with EACH OTHER in the beginings of this team and believe me..it was not pretty for anybody. But here they are now. We're trying to work through this NOW so that YOU won't have to go through the same painfull transitions that they did with one another.

I'm still not clear on if you realize whether or not that your presence...EVERYTHING about you is unsettling to these women. Sometimes "KNOWING" and FEELING/UNDERSTANDING or two different things.

Alison may be a seer and Haleigh may be an expert at security and surveilance but it has not been THAT LONG since the trauma that they've gone through. they are operating on heigtened levels of anxiety, uncertainty and lower levels of trust. Aside from recent deaths, This team was BETRAYED by one of their own and nearly destroyed by that woman. What made it worse was that Alison "saw" it coming but being a precog doesnt always mean she can CHANGE what is coming.


Another one of their number is MISSING and all efforts to locate him have failed. Now, they have Morgan back but we all see that she is not well right now...she doesnt remember anyone except me...she doesnt even remember her life as it was.

Alison and Haleigh dont want to lose her or anyone else...they just want to make sure that Illustra and all there in are SAFE so that we can all recover and continue to move forward. That's not too much to ask is it?

Your "presentation" to these women my be "TOO MUCH" and while I am NOT condoning the mistreatment of yourself for one moment...I know them well enough to know that when they fell endangered, threatened or cornered, they will attack and they will do whatever they can to neutralize that "threat."

You have to "meet them half way" Nicolas. They have to feel and BELIEVE what you tell them, not by your words alone..because words are not always subtantial.

no big speeches, no "you should know this, or know that." No "i'm doing this for the sake of ororo, sharon and my father." because all that does is REINFORCE their feelings that you feel you are doing THEM a favor. Learn to listen and not be so quick to retort and rebut everything. sometimes you must think outside of yourself. that's a lesson we ALL need to remain mindfull of.


The REALITY is that your destiny would have been cut short were it not for Ororo. You needed to be brought to The Six to CONTINUE your destiny and reach new levels.



This will take TIME and it will take HONESTY...I think that we will have to have SEVERAL MORE "meetings" and I will have to mediate them because right now there is no bridge between you three.

<< she looks among them>>

Alison and Haleigh have revealed their concerns and insecurities. They were plaintive and up front. I understand you're frustrated now but all I've heard is "what they should know" or "all they had to do was" or "it should be assumed that".

Now before ANYBODY ELSE retorts or rebuts Nicolas' statements, Let's hear from Delilah. What are your thoughts on this situation?

After we've heard from here, then I'd like Nicolas to respond to what I just put before him as well as everyone's thoughts. no big speeches, no spinning, just the plain, honest truth. You can reveal YOUR concerns and insecurities. your feelings about what you know so far and if you like to be able to learn MORE and understand and if you're willing to meet them half way.


<< Looking at Nicolas, Karen spoke with a clear, elegant voice, but there was a "no nonsense" sound to it as well. She didnt have any problems with Nicolas, and she understood his armor was up but that wasnt going to help anything right now. She wanted there to be a meeting of the minds>>

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah sighed. So quick to turn on everyone. So quick to put up walls and lash out from behind them. She considered what had gone on in this little "meeting" so far for a few moments in silence. She stood with her arms crossed and turned to face the group at large. She spoke softly. ]

"Respect must be earned."

[ She looked around the room at each face before continuing, more loudly now. ]

"Fancy speeches and martyr complexes accomplish nothing. Is it not possible, Nicolas, that your abrasive attitude could be partially to blame? And Alison, Haleigh - is it not possible that you are being unduly suspicious without just cause?"

[ She turned to Nicolas. ]

"I do think that caution is necessary now, for us. We don't know you - and we must question your appearance here. We must. For our safety and that of those we care about. And would you want us to be any different, really, when it is your safety put into our hands?

I don't trust you, I admit it plainly. But I will give you the opportunity to earn that trust. But you need to meet us half way..."

[Rampage]

Nicolas listened to Dr. Victoria and then to Delilah. He waited and pondered further response before answering.

"My biggest concern is that here, I am the outsider and I may always be. I am male, new, and Black. I am pressed into a situation in order to continue my destiny as you have described it with others who could give a damn if I lived or died it seems. I couldn't even get off the roof before the TEAM LEADER threatened my life. The co-leader has been the queen of slurs. It hurts a lot because in order to prove myself I would have walked through hell and back if either of them needed it. But they couldn't even give me a chance.
Do you REALLY know why I jumped at the chance to be in this gathering??? Because I am TIRED of being ALL ALONE. Just as everyone here has lost someone, I lost my father. There is no finding him or changing the past, and he was ALL THAT I HAD IN THIS WORLD. Then Ororo appeared to me like a goddess giving me the chance to be accepted, understood through common circumstances, loved maybe one day. So I came and met wonderful, strong, respected, vibrant, beautiful young women . I was elated. Then I find that the group resents me for what I can do nothing about??!! I can't help it if Cameron had similar powers, or if men have hurt this team before, or if this is my first time in a group. ***Turns to Delilah*** I appreciate that you do not trust me Delilah. I am grateful that you see fit to give me an opportunity to earn your trust, because these two ***points to Haleigh and Alison*** have not. And I fear that they never will, and will hide behind their own fears and insecurities to do so."

Nicolas rose from the chair and turned from the group, he was clearly distraught . He only wanted to be a part and this situation wasgetting the better of his normally calm exterior.

[Foxfire]

After having stormed out from Morgan's penthouse in Illustra, Blaze had disappeared outside of the protection of the building. She was merely half - way through her dimensional change due to her flaming affect, but as she attempted to retreat golden hues of halo's surrounded her. The golden specks zapping at Blaze like that of a sluggish feeling that scrambled her power.

Her eyes transfiguring between crimson and sage, she was in the back office of XS. The club was closed for the time being. Slumping down the wall with a grimace she stared blankly at her hands in disbelief. She felt the heat exit her body completely leaving her with a bitter chill. Her chest still heaving from the suddenness of everything between Alison, Haleigh, and now Karen.

She recalled Karen's enraged voice demanding she get out. So much for that truce between them. Even with her fire power temporarily scrambled, Blaze still felt raging, almost like a rabid dog. Kicking down a few crates of alcohol, shattering them as the stench of alcohol seeped through the back office.

Brushing back a few soaked locks, she felt destructive and it showed. Out of all the Six, Blaze had the most difficulty controlling her temper. Pulling back the swivel chair, she sat down in a heap. Shaking her head she felt like the whole world had betrayed her, even though that was false. Blaze didn't comprehend her teammates actions or their need to protection. Her past re - surfacing once again as she stared aimlessly at the white wall. Flashbacks spilling into her memory banks.

FLASHBACK

"BLAZE, damnit! I told you half an hour ago to get me a beer!" Yelled the raspy voice of a large man with a beer belly and balding. The odor of cigarettes, booze, and cheap cologne nearly choked a young Blaze, who was only ten years old.

Blaze: "I'm sorry...I ummm...I aghh...."

Gregory lunged at her, yanking her shoulder blades to pull her forward. Blaze's frail body pulled towards her foster father. His large hand striking her across the cheek with a sickening thud. Blaze's delicate face bright with red from the strike. His breath sickening her as he roared in her face.

Gregory: "LOOK at me! You know your mother was a little WHORE! Everyone knew it!"

His voice echoing in the small apartment building. His fingertips nearly digging into Blaze's small shoulders. "You OBEY me, when I call you, you come!" His fingertips curling around her long chocolate pig - tails. "You HEAR me, girl?" He yelled close to her ear with Blaze's green eyes leaking hot tears. "You know your SELFISH! This isn't about you! So stop crying! You think if you cry the world is gonna save you?"

He nearly spat in Blaze's face with his horrid laugh that shook his robust form. Scratching the back of his bald head. Only a small portion of his reseeding hair - line was visible and it appeared to be greasy. "If it weren't for your BASTARD father, you wouldn't be interfering with our life. Instead I'm stuck baby - sitting a rugrat like you! I saw you yesterday with that girl across the hall. Her family is trash, so don't be lying to me saying your at school because THAT I know is a lie!" He tugged harder on Blaze's pigtail with her eyes red from crying.

"SHUT UP BLAZE!" He backhanded her across the mouth. This set Blaze off with her mouth bleeding. Grabbing for the computer keyboard on the desk next to her she smashed it across Gregory's face with everything she had. His anguish doubled and his rage, making Blaze bolt from him.

"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!!" Rushing to the doorway, Blaze's foster mother just walked in the door from work, hearing the commotion. Running inside she saw Blaze run and hug her waist crying, pointing to the computer room. Bette could see it was her husband again, and this time she had it.

Gregory stomping out of the room to see his wife and Blaze. "Fucking bitch! Your going back to the hell you came from." Bette shielded Blaze behind her, "you'll do NO such thing Gregory, now get out!" Bette grabbed the baseball bat tucked in the corner of the room, holding a firm grip on the bat. "Now, your on HER side, that little shit!"

Gregory's chubby face dripped with blood from the damage Blaze had inflicted. Her tiny frame trembled behind her step mother. Sirens rang in the background, Bette not taking any chances. "GET OUT!"

Blaze watched on, hoping her foster Dad would leave quietly. He shook his head with a laugh walking towards them. "STOP!" Yelled Bette, who raised the bat in defense. His large form charging for the skinny blonde, who in a way looked like a future Morgan.

"FREEZE!!" Yelled one of the Police Officers, a gun raised to Gregory, other Officers joining inside to secure Blaze and Bette.


END FLASHBACK

Snapping out of her flashback, Blaze still trembled with her green eyes wide with fear. Haleigh's aggressiveness caused something painful to resurface for the mutant. Shuddering at the memory she felt herself rocking in the chair. She had forgotten that atrocious memory, until now.

Biting down on her nails she remembered all the trips to the 'mental doctor' that Bette told her about. It took several sessions for Blaze to overcome her distrust of men and abuse. Now, it was like an old scar having been picked. It would bleed through.

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen sat forward a bit. Delilah offered a very objective and reasonable perspective on the matter. BOTH sides were too polarized and she saw it just as Karen did. However, Karen wanted Nicolas to come forth a bit more, and finally he did. She nodded as he continued on. when he finished, Karen spoke with a reaffirming tone.>>

Good. That's something solid there.

<< she looked at Alison and Haleigh and then back at Nicolas as he pointed at them. Shaking her head with disapproval>>

Don't try to intimidate them with body language, Nicolas. It's not necessary and will only WIDEN the rift we are trying to narrow and dont write them off by saying what they WONT DO, because that is not what YOU want THEM to do to you is it?

BOTH SIDES need to find it whithin themselves to give the other a chance. Delilah has provided a clear, accurate and fair analysis of the situation.

Nicolas, you HAVE been prone to making big speeches and talking AT these women. telling them what they "should know" or "should be able to figure out" or that "they need to do this and that" because you say so or because of what someone else said and that is not your place. NO ONE wants to be preached at, especially by the new comer.

Alison and Haleigh, your position is very much a burden that you both have to share. you have to protect the security of Illustra Inc AND keep our secret safe. You've lost MUCH and youve suffered through things that even military men couldnt have survived and so its to be expected that you may become more extreme in your methods as an adjustment reaction BUT while its OKAY to be cautious and wary of a new arrival...it is NOT okay to threaten him with bodily harm , or use racially charged slurs. You both know better than that and you've seen how much time and energy it can waste in your own past as the original Six began to pull together.

Nicolas, you have to reach out just as you expect THEM to and BOTH sides have to understand that OF COURSE there's "risk" involved. there's that uncertainty that comes with "stepping out on a limb" but thats part of ALL relationships. No one starts off knowing the other person through and through.



<< she stood up, walking past Delilah and subtlely giving her a "tumbs up" for her perceptive remark as she walked over to nicolas and reached up to put her hand on his back. She spoke now with a more nurturing tone as she gently rubbed his back once to remind him that he was okay>>

Ororo didnt make a mistake, you HAVE your chance...it hasnt slipped away, you just have to try a different approach!

you understand what it is to lose a family member, someone you care about...thats something you have in COMMON with most of the people in this room! don't hide behind your wealth, your experience and your powers...IDENTIFY with these people so that they can understand you.

<< walking over to Haleigh and Alison, Karen faced them both as she took one hand of each them in her own hands. smiling at them.>>

You two have done a wonderfull job despite what we've been through. You'll NEVER be completely invulnerable or insulated from danger and threats...even if your a precog or a highly trained super spy. Just like you learned to trust each other and care about each other...you're going to have to give Nicolas that chance as well and HE will most definately endeavor to EARN your trust, and respect and I'm sure he would LOVE to have your FRIENDSHIP as well!

<< as she let go of their hands, she moved away toward the center of the sitting room and she turned around. the cape of her regal black flying suit flowed behind her and she was now centrally located among all four of them>>

you guys dont have to fight with one another, just TAKE YOUR TIME with each other. communicate, be open and honest. don't be in a race to out do one another or try to "control" one another.

<< Karen finished and waited, allowing for anyone to respond>>

[Rampage]

As Dr. Victoria touched his back he turned slowly to face her. He smiled in spite of the situation at the care she showed him in that small gesture.

She always seems to know what to say. Although I will be hard pressed not to be intimidating when I am a foot taller than most of my teammates. I will have to work at it.

He faced Alison and Haleigh.

"I apologize for invading your personal space earlier Haleigh and for any gestures that may have been threatening. I am a bit demonstrative at times and I clearly will have to work on that. All I ask is, please, let me know what you want from me. If you do not want me on Cameron's floor, then I will be elsewhere, whether it is in Blaze's apartment where I am currently or away from Illustra if you so choose. I am tired of fighting, and arguing, and strife. If you need time, that is what I have in abundance just...please...try to give me a chance. Any information you do not already have I will give. Any tests you require, I will undergo. I simply want to go to bed at night knowing that I can have a chance at what I have seen you all share in my short time here. That is something that only you guys can give me."

Nicolas stood with his arms palms out to indicate nonagression, hoping that they could at least come to some truce.

[Foxfire]

A couple of hours passed by for Blaze who was nursing old wounds. She wondered if she should check into a hotel or return to Illustra. Standing up from the chair, she managed to clean up the debris she had caused. Stepping out of her private office she walked through the main entry of the club. Her eyes recalling the glitter that often fell upon the dancing patrons.

The mutant knew she would return to work soon, but for now she needed to sleep it off. Turning around she planned to exit through the front entrance of the club. Locking up she spun around to see Vivica standing closely behind her. A bright smile written across her ebony lips. She wore a white turtleneck and white slacks with matching pumps. Her hair was straight that fell to the middle of her back.

"Hey Blaze."

She greeted, noticing Blaze seemed on edge. "Are you all right Blaze?" Blaze had been surprised to see her lover. "Yeah, I just I wasn't expecting to see you." Vivica nodded walking side by side Blaze, "I wanted to personally thank you for the roses you sent me."

A small smile written across her face, Blaze had forgotten about that. "I was hoping to take you up on that coffee." Blaze could use a distraction right now, thus, why she welcomed the invitation. "Sounds great."

Vivica wrapped her arm loosely through Blaze's arm, "Good, I was thinking Starbucks?" Blaze grinned, it was her favorite coffee shop. "Its a date." Blaze smiled back. The two chatting over coffee at Starbucks. Blaze was surprised to find the two shared similar interests with one large difference, Vivica was a human, something Blaze knew. Being a mutant would be kept secret between the two. Blaze discussed her past with Gregory and Vivica willingly listened, sharing her own horror stories.

The two walked from a nearby Starbucks to Illustra. "Damn girl, who do you think you are Donald Trump living up there?" Blaze broke out in a laughter with a nod, "Yeah, a person could get lost." Vivica cab was waiting for her while the two said good -- bye. "Thanks for the coffee, Blaze." Leaning in Vivica pecked Blaze's cheek sweetly, laughing at the lip gloss she left. "Woops." Blaze blushed with a smile returning the kiss to Vivica cheek.

"So Ms. Fielding I expect you to call me." Blaze grinned, "I will, and thanks for listening." Vivica could see Blaze had been through a lot, "anytime." With a wave, Vivica retreated to her cab for home. Blaze walked inside Illustra, her spirits and mood had drastically lifted. At least she had someone to listen without judging her.

She returned to her suite, quietly slipping inside. Despite how happy she felt her thoughts lingered on Haleigh. Blaze had never seen her friend that way before, and in a way it was somewhat intimidating. Blaze would apologize to each of them but for now she would keep her distance. Flopping down on her couch, Blaze couldn't remember the last time she felt this spark for someone. Vivica was indeed special and it wasn't her acting ability either. Blaze couldn't pinpoint it but she yearned to learn more.

Glancing at the clock, she figured Nicolas was still in a meeting with the others. Laying down on the couch, she curled under the blanket. While the team made progress, Blaze seemed to backtrack but perhaps Vivica would bring new light to her tainted fire.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison had remained seated, shifting her position as the disuccsion went on. She was able to find the inner reserve of her marble hard heart as Nicolas spoke, looking upon him with the same cold stare that she once looked upon Cameron with. her cobalt blue eyes hid whatever emotion she was feeling as he attempted to write her off an elitist snob. ::

:: Alison listened to Delilah's words...they were telling indeed. She looked inside herself and realized that both Delilah and Karen were right that perhaps she had been UNKIND and UNJUSTLY overbearing and scrutinizing Nicolas too hard all things considered. BUT she wasnt sure that HE understand her position, She was relieved that Karen pressed on to make sure that he DID and to get him to drop the big speeches and blustering.::

:: it seemed they all had been able to work through somethings during this meeting. She stood up and went over to Haleigh, standing next to her as Karen reminded them of how far they had come and taking Karen's hand in her own. Alison remembered waking in Limbo after their NERVOUS caper. She had been stabbed by the super soldier and nearly died, but Haleigh came back for her...Haleigh AND her brother...they came back for her and Morgan. It was at that moment that things completely changed between the two women and began to go to where they were now. Perhaps it was possible that she could give Nicolas the same chance that she gave Haleigh and her brother? Karen was right...all attempts at building relationships come with risk...but its WORTH that risk and being a precog gave her an EDGE.::

:: as they seemed to reach a new level of understanding and Karen encouraged them all, Alison's stern , cold facial expression softened and seemed less unforgiving as she looked upon Nicolas.::

:: speaking in a softer, but cool tone::

You...you can stay here in Illustra, on the floor you are on now. I arranged for Cameron's personal effects to be placed in storage ...keeping a few select items for myself and giving some to Haleigh.

:: Alison was never one for over extending. She would not say MUCH about how she felt...and this was the best she could do for now, but at least Nicolas knew he was welcomed to stay in Illustra and on the 102nd floor. She looked over at Haleigh....with an almost WEARY look in her cobalt blue eyes. The Seer was tired in more than one way.::

:: looking back at Karen, Alison smiled a bit::

Karen, thank you...for helping us before we all went mad.


I think it will take TIME, but I believe we can all learn to adjust and work together.

[Rampage]

Nicolas listened to Alison's invitation. Although it was still a bit standoffish, he understood the effort it took for her to do ANYTHING , especially considering her past. he smiled at the group.

"Thank you Alison. I had not been on that floor yet because I wanted your permission first. If it's OK, I will check on Blaze for a moment, and then I will spend some time decorating."

Nicolas turned to Dr. Victoria and reached out to her, touching her shoulder as he spoke.

"Dr. Victoria, thank you for your help. I hope to speak to you again soon and not under such a cloud. I have missed you and Ororo both greatly."

Smiling furrther as he walked towards the door of the apartment, Nicolas glanced back and spoke to Haleigh.

"Oh, and Haleigh, thanks for not shooting me."

Nicolas chuckled to himself as he exited the apartment, his good humor returning. He knew this would still be a challenge, but he felt better about his chances...

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh stood near the window, her arms still folded across her chest, as she listened to Nicolas.... there were SEVERAL things she was willing to rebut... but Dr. Victoria reigned him in and redirected him well... and before long, with Delilah's input as well... a mutual understanding seemed to be reached. Karen took her and Alison's hand, and encouraged them to be receptive to him.

Nicolas apologized, and heartfelt as it was, Haleigh seemed unmoved. After a beat, she nodded once, slowly, as if accepting what he said. Alison relented a bit and offered to allow him to stay on Cameron's floor. Haleigh was about to speak up and ask if she could collect a few things from his place... but Alison 'saw' that coming. Haleigh smiled gratefully and nodded once more. Nicolas turned to leave and thanked Haleigh for not shooting him. He seemed to be joking about it... but he just had no idea. Haleigh called after him, making her own effort to begin to build the bridge between them.... but made it clear that she wasn't going to make it easy for him. She was still squaring with the whole Blackout incident... and for now she was going to be as watchful as ever.

"Nicolas.... trust is a tricky thing. It is HARD to earn and easy to lose. Just... keep that in mind. And... cliche as it is... Actions DO speak louder than words." She paused for a second and then added on: "Hey, by the way... Blaze has come back to Illustra.... she's on her couch. [she shrugs softly] So you don't have to look for her. Tell her I.... [pausing again, as if struggling with what was best to say] never mind."

She turned to Alison after Nicolas left, giving her a wary glance. "We'll see." Was all she had to say about him. She was still skeptical... but at least now she was willing to give him one more chance [as he'd already blown his FIRST one, in her eyes.] She looked Alison over.... she looks so tired. It's been a hell of a day already.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off, Alison. You watched over us last night... youve been working hard. Let ME and my security detail guard over Illustra and its residents for a while. Get some rest." She turned to Karen with a soft smile. "Thank you, too... he seems to listen to you a lot better than us."

[Harbinger]

::Alison nodded slightly as Haleigh spoke to Nicolas, she agreed with her on much of what she said. She too was bitter over Blackout, having never liked Alexis from the beginning and remember how she tried to HELP her when her brother had died...all of that and she wound up betraying the team. Alison watched as Nicolas left. whatever her thoughts were...they were a secret, even unto him. As he finally departed, Alison slowly exhaled.::

::Haleigh suggested she take the rest of the day off, and after the meeting with the senior staff of illustra this morning, the problems with Nicolas and the reunion with Morgan...not to mention having stayed up the night before, Alison WAS tired::

::speaking in a soft, cool tone::

The business of Illustra is pretty much set for the day. Alycia is busy working in her office, and I can tell she does not want to be disturbed.

:: looking around at the more quiet space around them, Alison nodded in agreement to Haleigh.::

I think i do need a bit of rest. I'll be on my floor in my quaters if anyone should need me.....and thank you, Haleigh.

:: slowly leaving the area, she passed by the doctor::

Thank you again, Karen.

:: she smiled softly and made her way up the small set of stairs through the other areas of the penthouse before finally reaching the double doors and leaving for the 106th floor. The Seer would finally see HERSELF getting some rest.::

[Rampage]

Nicolas walked to the elevator and set it for Blaze's floor. He realized that Haleigh was willing to shoot him, but she did not seem to realize how... ridiculous that would have been. Unless he was missing something, which he realized was also possible, seeing as he knew little about his teammates.

The elevator opened to the proper floor and he stepped out, walking into Blaze 's apartment and over to where she was laying.

"Hello there. Are you OK sweeteheart? The meeting is over but I was a bit worried. I thought I would come by and check up on you and ask you a favor. Would you be willing to help me decorate a bit?? I have always been a bit of a utilitarian, but I want a modern but stylish look. I also want to install an almost rainforest look in my great room, with lots of green leafy plants and maybe...I'm not sure. Feel like helping out?"

Nicolas smiled as he watched for Blaze's reply. Looking at her reminded him, he needed to get out of here soon, maybe find some...physical companionship. After all, he had needs...

[Foxfire]

Curled up on the leather couch with a baby blue blanket, Blaze's green eyes were closed. She appeared to be sleeping or was she? Her chest rising with a few breaths as the elevator chimed. Still, Blaze's lips tugged upward into a smile at his footsteps and the fragrant cologne Nicolas wore. Like a cat sleeping her ears were still keen on his active form.

Opening her eyes, she looked up from her pillow with a small smile at his greeting. She felt comfortable and connected to him. It was at this time she remembered how close Haleigh and Cameron were, and now she was friends with the outsider.

"Hey stranger, I'm...better...I had a relapse in memory occur. Although Haleigh did not mean to provoke it, her physicality triggered a memory I had long forgotten." Sitting up, she moved to slide down the couch to give Nicolas room to sit.

"I'm sorry for my outburst, its just a painful memory I live with. You can read my mind if you desire, you'll find that exact memory and how similar it was when Haleigh grabbed me." Her voice still shaken up but she seemed settled down. She paused as the Telepath asked for a favor.

"Depends on what it is." She said gently, before nodding her head. "A rain forest, that sounds fabulous. I like that idea, although I'm not the fashion expert or the interior designer type, but I'll give it a shot." She rose from the couch, placing her hands on her hips. "I'm assuming they gave you Cameron's suite?" She asked, positive she knew the answer.

"Well, let's get to it." Stepping closer to him, she looked up to him with a sparkle in her eyes. "Pier One Imports is a favorite store of mine, they offer some grand ideas for accessories. And I know there's a nursery down the street full of lush house plants and exotic greenery."

At this point, Blaze was thrilled to assist Nicolas. It also proved that he was willing to ask for help, something Alison and Haleigh had misinterpreted. "You seem like you made a truce between the others." Blaze didn't mention names, she still felt bad, but not enough to apologize. Even if she felt sorrow for the damage she caused, she felt the need to shy away from her friends. Nicolas barely knew her yet he didn't judge her and vice versa. The two shared a great connection.

"I will apologize to Haleigh, Alison, Karen, and Delilah in the future. But, I'm still recovering from the backlash in memory. I was abused as a child by my foster father which is why I'm explosive. Its not something I discuss but I want you to understand. The way Haleigh grabbed me and shouted was exactly how Gregory, my step - father behaved. I didn't even realize it was still floating around." Sighing, Blaze cleared her mind from the altercation between herself and Haleigh or Gregory.

"So, where to, babe?"

[Rampage]

"You lead the way. I am much better at buying than picking out. I have all the tech I need at my old Philly apartment, but I need a woman's touch to make the place more ...homey. I also have another favor once it's done, something I could do myself but it would make it more special if you did it for me. I will keep that a secret for right now if you don't mind. As for your bad memories, I have an idea about that. When we have a chance to work with you I will try it with your permission. I think that it will help you greatly. So, pretty lady, let's get some stuff purchased and hurry back to the apartment. Then you can see what I can REALLY do!!"

Nicolas took Blaze's hand and motioned for her to lead the way, laughing.

[Shadow Weaver]

<< as Nicolas and Alison departed, Karen bid them each farewell. Haleigh was now leaving and Karen bid her a farewell for the time being as well. she walked Haleigh to the double doors and quietly closed them as Haleigh left. turning around, Karen looked up and exhaled herself>>

my goodness.....a mother's work is NEVER done it seems.

<< she laughed a bit to herself thinking about how for all the power and ability these young men and women possesed they all still needed a motherly guidance from time to time. the fact that she was a noted psycho therapist helped as well.>>


<< she moved t hrough the penthouse and climbed up a flight of stairs, quietly making her way down the hall leading to the various bedrooms and peeking into Morgan's chamber of dreams. She found her daughter sleeping soundly on her large circular bed, with tinkerbell and the kitten nearby curled up together. Karen smiled as she looked upon her daughter>>

rest now, my child.

tomorrow will bring new things for you to see and discover and hopefully it will bring a new day of healthy interactions for your friends and family as well.

<< she quietly closed the door and left. returning to the sitting room where she conjured herself a pot of fresh tea, some light pastry and a book to read. listening to smooth modern jazz, the doctor sat in the large, sunken in sitting room and and enjoyed her book, preferring to spend a quiet evening in rather than going out or venturing to other floors of illustra.>>

[Oracle]

<< and so, one small crisis was seemingly dealt with. the team was reminded of their past, and redirected to hopefully AVOID making mistakes of the past.>>

<< as Dr. Victoria enjoyed her book, evening was settling over New York City. A floor below, Alison Marble finally laid down to rest in her large, spacious and dark luxury apartment. Several floors below HER, Nicolas was attempting to make his new living space seem more "like home" to him, and he reached out to his new found friend Blaze Fielding for help.>>

<< Haleigh was attending to personal business as well as the night security detail of Illustra while Alycia Barnett had returned to her office after a day of information gathering and investigation on a "personal" project.>>

<< Persphone, who had for the most part, stayed out of contact with her new team mates had made a surprising and touching gesture to Morgan in private. Her future interactions with the team and indeed the future of her new life here in this time and space so far from her own was still very much "up in the air". Only time would tell what she would make of her life, her new team mates and new destiny.>>

<< but with everything else that happens...we just have to wait and see.>>