A debutante ball for Blaze Victory

[Seer]

<< A night of fun, passion and wild dreams coming true both publicly and privately finally gives way to the quiet calm of dawn the next day.>>

<< Within the Parthenon on it's private, exclusive guest and residential floors, members of the Six and their allies and associates wake up in their penthouses and suites....or someone ELSE'S penthouse/suite.>>

<< Among the surprise arrivals of the evening was Zachary Armani, who surprised Haleigh at a well needed time.>>

<< Everyone else soon began preparing to move through their day, keeping in mind that later on, there'd be a private, formal dinner for Blaze Victory, capping what was the ULTIMATE "Debutante ball" of the weekend with a special presentation by Karen, Alycia, Cameron and Nicolas, the likes of which would surely touch Blaze's heart and cement her place here in the Six and this world.>>

<< For now though, we watch as the various members of the Six, their allies and associates begin to move through their day. This includes relative "new comers" such as Vivica, Simon, Zach and Andrew, who's orbits around the Six's solar system are starting to get a little more close than they could have expected!>>

 

[Rampage]

Morning.

Nicolas emerged from his meditative trance, haven gotten in his hour to start the day. He showered and dressed as usual, he had some errands to run, some things to do.

He started by heading over to Haleigh's suite. Knocking on the door, he smiled as Zach answered in the expected amount of barely dressed. he shook the man's hand warmly but professionally.

Wassup Zach. I want to thank you for helping me regarding that issue in Mozambique...you are the best. Your solution certainly was better than me laying waste to the pirates and declaring a personal war on their state backers. At least for now.

Zach let Nicolas in and he stood by the door...he had things to do but he did not want to put off their talk any longer. He raised his voice ever so slightly, though he KNEW she could hear him.

I honestly am here on business, and I need to borrow Hales for a bit. There is something I need to show her.

 

[Persephone]

A soft echo of moans could be heard as Ava looked around the vast black space that was filled with fog. She couldn't see anything....she only heard the moans. Slowly and carefully, she made her way closer to the noise, trying desperately to see something--ANYTHING. But nothing...it was just black.

Laughing....

Simon, stop!

She heard....but the voice....it was HER voice. But how? Ava's eyes expressed confusion as she made her way closer and closer to where the voices were coming from. Finally, she saw a faint light....

"Hello?"

The 'hello' echoed over and over again, each time getting quieter and quieter until finally it couldn't be heard. Moving closer to the light, she saw a bed with two bodies tangled together. It was HER and Simon. Stopping...how was this possible? How was she HERE but seeing herself THERE? Ava went to take a step forward when suddenly, two large arms wrapped around her body from behind, tightly squeezing her and preventing her from moving. Gasping, she knew the touch immediately, her eyes expressing terror.

You never learn....

"Let GO of ME!"

She could feel his warm breath dance along her neck as he took her scent in. Trying desperately to pull away, Ava grimaced.

You. Never. Learn.

Ava's breathing began to pick up as her eyes shifted over to 'herself' and Simon who were still having sex on the single bed that filled the vast dark space around them. Suddenly the blankets FLEW off both bodies revealing their naked form. Except it wasn't Simon on top of Ava, it was HIM. Ava's hands were shackled to the bed as he kept going....never stopping....getting faster....aggressive....

"STOP!"

Ava shouted as she watched in horror.

STOP

The 'Ava' in bed shouted.

FLASH

Ava wasn't watching anymore....she WAS the Ava in bed. SHE was the one that was shackled. SHE was the one that was screaming. SHE was the one that was helpless.

"NO! NO! NOOO!!!"

Screaming echoed throughout the vast dark space....followed by the sick husky laughter of a him....

FLASH

GASPING, Ava flew into an upright position in bed, panting out labored breaths of terror and panic. Looking around, she wasn't in the vast dark space anymore.....she was home....in the Parthenon. Her bedroom was filled with the sun's rays, creating a warmth in the space. Slowing down her breathing, Ava shut her eyes and buried her face into her hands. She didn't understand why the nightmares were getting worse as time went on....she thought they would start to lessen....disappear all together? It was extremely aggravating....she was already going on little to no sleep, it was all starting to take a toll.

Shaking her head, Ava dropped her hands away from her face and pulled the comforter off her body. Climbing out of bed, she needed coffee, badly.

 

[Ruby]

The Parthenon - Cass' Penthouse / VIP Clubhouse

:: Cass woke up in bed with a soft smile on her face. Last night’s “experiment” was a success! She couldn’t believe the FUN she had with Charlotte. ::

Wow...just wow.

:: After bidding her friends good bye, Cass went down to the main floor. She wanted to find Drew, to see if he wanted that dance now, but he was nowhere to be found. She felt a bit bad she didn’t dance with him, but hey, it couldn’t be helped if HE didn’t stick around….but somebody else DID. Charlotte was still in ‘their’ booth. Cass felt the confusing thoughts swarm in her mind again, but she pushed them aside. She was having fun, she was drunk, and she didn’t want her brain to do any more thinking. So she walked over to Charlotte. ::

Charlotte: *teasingly*: “Hey, I began to think you abandoned me…”

:: Cass chuckled and shook her head. Charlotte slid out of the booth and stood up. ::

“Follow me,”

:: Cass smiled at the blonde and walked out of the club, Charlotte following close behind. Once they got into an empty elevator and the doors closed, Charlotte pulled Cass into an intense liplock. The elevators dinged and the two women walked out, Cass leading the way to her penthouse. She let them both in and Charlotte enveloped Cass in another kiss before following the dark-haired beauty down the hall to the bedroom. Once inside, Charlotte shamelessly took off her dress and heels, tossed her bag aside, and wandered over to the bed, feeling the soft comforter. Cass kicked off her own heels and walked over too. She averted her gaze from Charlotte’s nicely toned body. Before she knew it, Charlotte had pushed her on the bed and was now straddling her. Cass was unsure of what to do next but Charlotte certainly knew! She settled down on top of the lovely succubus and kissed her deeply, her hands wandering slowly over and under Cass’ dress… ::

:: The night went on from there. Cass discovered that Charlotte had a pretty interesting job…and that she wasn’t known for pillow talk. ::

:: In a rare moment between ‘activites’, especially for Charlotte, Cass and Charlotte were facing each other in bed, talking. Both of them were tangled up in the bed sheet. Cass gazed curiously at Charlotte. She was wondering about her; what she did. ::

*curious*: “So, what ARE you? I mean, what do you do for a living?”

Charlotte: “I work as a freelance photographer. I am well-known in the social circles here so I get invited to the hottest clubs, parties, whatever else is going on… Also, it helps me meet fantastic women. But make no mistake. I’m not a hooker or an escort of any kind. I’m just promiscuous. I love women.”

:: She turned to Cass and smiled. ::

Charlotte: “I suppose I could settle down, but I haven’t met the RIGHT woman yet…I’m still having fun. Maybe I’ll meet her, maybe I won’t, but for right now, I’m quite happy to live in the present.”

:: She traced a figure eight on Cass’ flat stomach. ::

Charlotte: “You?”

“I manage a nightclub in Los Angeles. It’s called After Dark and it’s THE hottest club in L.A. I love it…good food, good drinks, fantastic music, AMAZING crowd…”

:: Charlotte cuddled up to Cass. She wasn’t one for pillow talk and she could only endure it for so long before losing interest. She stroked Cass’ stomach. ::

Charlotte: *listlessly*: “That’s nice…”

:: She grinned at Cass and pulled her in for a kiss before pulling the sheet over top of them both, covering them completely… ::

:: Cass smiled again at the turn of events she had experienced last night. There was a LOT of kissing and groping…as well as the discovery of toys Charlotte keeps in her bag during her nights out prowling. :garrick: Suddenly she felt a hand on her thigh that squeezed before moving further and further… She gasped. ::

“Oh, you’re up!”

:: She turned until she was facing Charlotte. Charlotte looked like the cat that ate the proverbial canary. ::

Charlotte: “Last night? Was AMAZING! You were wonderful, Cass.”

:: She got up on her elbows and gave Cass a sweet kiss. She smiled widely. ::

Charlotte: *wickedly*: “You really knew how to make use of our PLAYTIME last night!”

:: The blonde nudged Cass’ shoulder. She got out of bed and immediately started gathering up her things from last night before stepping back into her dress. ::

Charlotte: “You were really excellent, Cass, and I’m glad I was the one to ‘break you in’.”

:: Cass sat up and hugged her knees. She grinned. ::

“I had a GREAT time as well. I hate to state the obvious, but the experiment was a success.”

:: It WAS a success. Sex with a woman was way different than sex with a man; more mysterious and INTIMATE. She enjoyed it…A LOT. Charlotte smiled as she finished getting herself ready. She came around the bed and gave Cass a kiss. ::

Charlotte: “That’s wonderful to hear.”

:: Cass got out of bed. ::

“I’m just going to get dressed and walk you to the elevators.”

:: She went into her closet and grabbed some clothes. Charlotte followed her in and lightly held her around the waist. ::

Charlotte: *softly* “You have a hot body, Cassandra.”

:: She let her hands travel down past ‘the equator’ and Cass shuddered. Charlotte smirked and Cass blushed deeply, grabbed some clothes, and hurried into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She let out a ragged breath. ::

WOW. Oh my gosh, WOW. Last night totally and completely ENTHRALLED me in a way I never thought possible.

:: She finished changing and came back into the bedroom. Charlotte was sitting on the bed, ready to go. ::

“So…are you ready?”

:: Charlotte nodded and then they both walked out of her penthouse without touching. It was done. The night they had…would always stay in Cass’ memories, and maybe in Charlotte’s. But tonight was a NEW night for Charlotte…and Cass respected that. She never felt a thing for her and she wasn’t sad to see her go. She merely wanted to do the polite thing and walk her guest to the elevators. She faced Charlotte. ::

“So this is goodbye. Have a nice night.”

Charlotte: “I must certainly will, Cass. You have a NICE night too…”

:: She winked at the beauty and then, as the elevator doors opened, she was gone. Just like that. Cass sighed as she watched the doors close, then leaned up against the wall with a smile on her face. She shook her head and headed down to the Clubhouse. It was open, of course, so Cass went in. ::

Host: "Good morning, Miss Johnson! Are you alone or meeting someone?"

"Oh, I'm alone. I noticed that there was a spot with a terrific view of Central Park last time I was here. Would it be okay if I just sit down?"

Host: "Of course, Miss Johnson."

:: He led her onto the patio and over to the chairs by the most spectacular view of Central Park she had ever seen. She sat down. ::

Host: "Is there anything you'd like this morning?"

"Oh, I'd like a fruit plate along with a breakfast margarita. Maybe a toasted BLT as well?"

:: She was a bit hungover, but she didn't regret last night at ALL. She'd figure things out later. ::

"Oh, and could I also get some coffee?"

Host: "Very good, Miss Johnson."

:: He went away and Cass sat there staring at the beautiful park, lost in her own thoughts... ::

 

[Orion]

According to Haleigh's text, she was staying in penthouse 9401. She left the door unlocked for him.... She always left the door unlocked, and it made him vaguely uncomfortable. He knew she could take care of herself but..... with the briefing he just finished, he didn't want her taking any chances. He closed the dead bolt.

He loosened his tie as he crossed the living room, and removed his cuff links as he found the bed room. She was sleeping. A beautiful sight, her sleeping. Even if she was still fully dressed. Even her heels were still on. He smiled. Used to be, she couldn't sleep at all. Used to be, she spent the night in her study, planning ops and strategies and deciding who would live or die. She spent the nights reading novels or magazines or watching tv, or doing ANYTHING to fill the time, anything to avoid closing her eyes. Anything to avoid the nightmares.

He sat down next to her on the bed and gently slid off her shoes, unintentionally waking her up.

Haleigh: hey you........ I've been dreaming of you.

"Hope they were good dreams."

Haleigh: the best..... would you like a reenactment?

He smiled in reply as she sat up and smoothly mounted his lap.

*************************

There was knocking, and the smell of bacon. Zach rolled out of bed and pulled on his boxers, calling to Haleigh that he would get the door. The knocking came again. He didn't bother getting anymore dressed. If they were in such a rush, they would have to deal with his body. The knocking again, just as insistent.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

He unlocked and opened the door to Nicolas, all suited up. They shook hands warmly as Nic thanked Zach for his help.

"I've talked Haleigh out of laying waste a time or two as well. You're quite welcome to my help any time you need it. Would you like to come in? Haleigh always cooks too much--"

Nicolas: I honestly am here on business, and I need to borrow Hales for a bit. There is something I need to show her.

Haleigh came around the corner, loosely wrapped in a short silk robe, and thank God for that. Neither of them had any clothes other than what they'd worn yesterday. It was just as likely that Haleigh could have come around the corner stark naked, knowing her.

Haleigh: Come on in, Nic. There's plenty of food. We can talk over breakfast. (She placed her hand on his shoulder) Zach, Darling. As beautiful as your body is, I don't think Nicolas wants to look at your nipples while we're eating. Would you mind terribly?

"I'll get a shirt."

 

[Black Widow]

Haleigh slipped out of bed and pulled on a complimentary robe with the Parthenon's emblem stitched on it. She closed it and lazily tied it in a knot, then headed into the kitchen. She looked into the fridge, which was luckily stocked with the basics. She could make bacon, eggs, French toast.... a decent breakfast.

She was almost done and ready to wake Zach up when someone knocked on the door.

Why would they knock? Everyone knows I don't lock my door... unless it's someone I don't know.

Zach (from the bedroom): I'll get it, babe.

She finished the bacon as she listened to their conversation. It was Nicolas, probably her to talk about.... whatever it was he wanted to talk to her about. She rounded the corner, coming upon a nearly naked Zach and Nicolas in a well tailored suit.

"Come on in, Nic. There's plenty of food. We can talk over breakfast. (She placed her hand on Zach's shoulder) Zach, Darling. As beautiful as your body is, I don't think Nicolas wants to look at your nipples while we're eating. Would you mind terribly?"

Zach: I'll get a shirt.

 

[Artemis]

From night to day

:: Rapid fire images of last night...which was mere HOURS ago::

:: She stumbles into her penthouse with a start and a laugh. Before she can even turn the lights on, CAMERON is there, behind her, practically tackling her! She wasn't expecting him to be up there so soon! But she didn't try to stop him. Not in the least!::

:: sounds of laughter and muffled expression from both of them can be heard as we see them tearing off each other's clothes::

:: One moment they're on the bed. The next on the floor. Another on the wall::

:: It's dark in the penthouse. Only the faintest flicker of lights outside the window of the highrise penthouse BRIEFLY illuminate the sight of two beautiful bodies writhing in passion, work out the built up, anxious NEED of one other::

::She was on top of him.::

:: He was on top of her::

:: There was no end to where he ended and she began. But eventually, after the 2 became 1, nothing else mattered. They had what they wanted. Each OTHER.::

:: Dawn comes. Then early morning.::

:: Alycia's hazel eyes flutter and then open WIDELY at first before her facial expression calms::

hmmmm

:: She slowly shifts in her large, king sized bed. She's completely nude. Her clothes are on the floor...in VARIOUS parts of the penthouse...as are ANOTHER set of clothes...CAMERON'S clothes.::

:: things are coming into focus. She remembers. She FEELS. She ESPECIALLY feels an odd sensation on her neck. A passion mark left by Cameron!::

:: She smirks and rolls her eyes as she finally sits up in the bed, looking over at Cameron, who's laying beside her::

:: She reaches over, and gently runs her finger nails down Cameron's back::

Cameron...

:: She says in a soft, playful tone::

WAKE UP!

:: Smacking him on his bare, round, ass as she laughs a bit::

 

[Rampage]

Haleigh: Come on in, Nic. There's plenty of food. We can talk over breakfast. (She placed her hand on his shoulder) Zach, Darling. As beautiful as your body is, I don't think Nicolas wants to look at your nipples while we're eating. Would you mind terribly?

"I'll get a shirt."

Nicolas chuckled softly. He could always eat, even if he really never needed to.

Why not? I recall you being ALMOST as good as cook as me. But first things first.

Nicolas gave Haleigh a BIG bear hug, cheerful and joyous and warm. he kissed her on the cheek and after a few seconds, he set her down.

No WAY you weasel back around us and don't give me a hug Hales.

Nicolas takes off his jacket and places it behind a chair as he has a seat, making his plate from the platters provided. As they all seated themselves, he went right to the heart of the matter.

The aftermath of the Blue Moon was undesirable. I have heard that you intend to change that. Maybe this will help you further along.

Nicolas places a small USB-enabled flash drive into her palm. He knew she would immediately scan it and so he gave her some time.

It was a 32 GB flash drive filled with an extremely elaborate set of security protocols and parameters leading to a cloud location. Haleigh would recognize the strength of the setup; it was her own design. Accessing the cloud location, she noted the projet letters: AVL.

The cloud location was nearly limitless in capacity; the setup alone would run into several million dollars easily. Haleigh finally accessed the final firewall, bypassed it and reached what was contained: a virtual laboratory that Nicolas had apparently set up in order to research Alexia's powers in relation to Delilah's and figure out how to have them coexist. Even for the speed at which Haleigh scanned things, the amount of video and audio and notes and calculations and AI projections was staggering. He had apparently scanned the child and that, combined with the knowledge of Haleigh's powers and the suppression technologies available, was the basis of his research. Given her knowledge of Nicolas' schedule and the number of days since the Blue Moon incident, Haleigh calculated that Nicolas had less than a single night's sleep in all of the days since that night. All of his normal allotted sleep time had been spent working on this issue. There is no other way he could have amassed this much data otherwise. She would hear him speak as she looked at what he had given her.

Delilah has refused to give me a sample of her DNA. Although I have the capability to acquire it on my own, I would prefer to attempt to honor her wishes in that regard. That leaves me at a bit of a impasse. Perhaps if you can get that we can get working on something novel to help her and Alexia reunite as soon as possible.

Nicolas began to eat heartily as he allowed Haleigh to continue to look at what he had given her...

 

[Prophet]

The Parthenon - Alycia's Penthouse

"What a way to end the NIGHT!"

:: Among the darkness of the penthouse, the stark white sheets of Alycia's bed are the only visible thing in the room as they began to twist and turn under the control of two desperate and aching bodies. The only soundtrack to the night are soft laughs and passionate moans as the moon falls behind the skyline of Manhattan and the sun slowly begins to rise. ::

Cameron lay in Alycia's bed, completely relaxed and for all intents and purposes, very much DEAD to the world. He had been in overdrive for the last seventy two hours, ensuring that all the people around were enjoying themselves to the fullest. From an impromptu party at his Alison's estate, to an exciting and downright fun romp at Morgan's Apartment in Los Angeles to the pounding sounds and lights of Club Envy, Cameron had been on somewhat of a BENDER and he was taking advantage of the warm and comfortable bed he was in.

He stirred for only a second as he could sense Alycia beginning to awaken as well, but before long he was slowly drifting back into dreamland. Just as he was almost there, he could hear her sweet and tantalizing voice.

Alicia: Cameron....

He cocked one eye open, before scrunching his face up and pretending that he did not hear her.

Alicia: WAKE UP!

And with that he felt a nice and hard SLAP on his bare ass as he jolted his head up in surprise.

"ALYCIA! Really?!"

Cameron PLOPPED his head back down on the pillow and let out a groan.

"Don't mess with a man who needs his sleep..."

Opening his eyes once more, he tried to get a sense of where she was behind him as a smile flickered in his face. Very quickly he rose up and WRAPPED his arms around her from behind and tackled her back down onto the soft and feather like mattress, before kissing her neck and holding her tight as she struggled against him.

"There are HARSH punishments for those who think they can poke the BEARS and walk away unharmed..."

Cameron nuzzled her neck and made growling noises as if he were a bear attacking a deer. He stopped for a moment and noticed the MARK that was left on the back of Alycia's neck and he looked up at her for a moment his playful gaze meeting hers.

"Ooh! Looks like you've already received some of that punishment...Nice..."

He loosened his grip on her for a moment before rolling to the side as she nestled into him, her head on his chest, as he began to slowly play with her hair.

"Well...bears DO like to mark their territory...."

He watched as Alycia's face contorted into one of disgust and anger. Cameron laughed out loud.

"I'm Kidding!"

She punched him in the stomach and he winced for a moment before he shifted in the bed once more to face her. They were now laying down, face to face with their legs intertwined. They stared at each other with the same passion and intensity as they had all last night.

"All kidding aside...I'm glad to finally be laying in bed next to you...after spending the night...with all of our friends in the know...and in support...I've never had that before..."

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her face in his hand.

"I'm glad to just SEE you again...when I thought you were dead...on Sheena Island. When I watched you get MURDERED in front of me..."

"My...GOD. Alycia!"

He saw it in his mind a split second before Jessica SLICES Alycia's throat, and in a horrified state, Cameron watched as blood began to pour from the woman like wine.

"What have we done to her?"

It was a little too much. Jessica's words rang true, maybe in not of a harsh way as she was putting it, but the truth was still there. Alycia was HUMAN. She was never meant to be..to be put in these kind of situations. Her friendship with Morgan and her own need to serve and protect had made her an all too available ally of The Six. For the first time, he saw exactly where she was coming from. He saw what she had sacrificed, and what she had to show for it. Nothing. All because The Six never saw it necessary to give her the kind of protection they would have given anyone they deemed less capable. But that where were the sword blade went in the other direction. Alycia was a capable woman, and that blinded the Six into thinking that she should have been a part of this. She SHOULDN'T have. She should be in New York right now. She should be working on her next case. She should be living her life, and now, she was a puppet in Jessica's endgame.

"I won't have it be like this for her..."

His mind immediately went to Haleigh as he attempted to stop her from doing what Jessica was going to have her do. Jessica was increasing her bloodlust, increasing the virus, bringing it out in Haleigh like never before, he could sense that, but as soon as he entered her mind, he felt Diana's prescence there, and for the first time ever, he was relieved to have Malice on his side. As much as he hated her, she was keeping up her end of the bargain, and she was a stronger telepath than him, she could keep Haleigh at bay for longer. Instead, he now went for Alycia. Though her "amazon training" had effected her thoughts, she was in deep trauma, and would not have time to apply the tools they had taught her.

"Alycia, it's Cameron. It's alright..it's alright, i'm so..i'm so sorry for everything.. but i'll get you out of this myself if I have to..."

He pressed further into her mind, mentally sedating Alycia, with a calmness and an ease. In her head now, she was not seeing the grisly scene before her. Cameron had "locked" her mind in a memory FAR more pleasing than what she was experiencing now. And though she was still bleeding, still at the risk of death, Cameron felt that if Alycia WAS murdered, EATEN by Haleigh Davidoff, that she would experience no pain, that she would mentally fade off with bliss, with ease, with somewhat of a peace of mind, and at this point, that was all Cameron could really offer her.

His mind was taken back to the night when he watched Jessica Marcus SLICE Alycia's throat open in front of him. It HADN'T been Alycia Barnett in actuality, but a Life Model Decoy. Still the imagery was horrifying and grotesque and when Cameron finally had dealt with and processed the fact that Alycia was still alive, something still felt unresolved.

"It wasn't you, Alycia. I know that...but for a momen there...I thought we lost you forever. But from out of that horrible event...I realized what I was feeling..it was REGRET..."

Cameron pushed up from the bed as his back now rested on the headboard and Alycia followed suit.

"To say we got off on the wrong foot with each other is an UNDERSTATEMENT..but we've always had something between us..when you were captured..during the Master Mold event...you reached out to me..and I never thought much of it...and I know it was probably out of desperation and fear...but there has ALWAYS been something THERE between us...and I think we both just manifested it into contempt because it was easier than admitting that the night in my Pacific Palisades house had meant something MORE to us than we realized..."

He rolled his eyes for a moment and sighed.

"Well...it did to ME, is what i'm saying...sorry for waxing so poetic...I'm just saying that...whatever THIS is...feels really good...and it's not just a sex thing..it's something more...and..well...I'd like to explore it....."

 

[Longshot]

The Parthenon Hotel

Simon had in fact been awake for quite some time as the sun began to rise over the city scape. A testament to his youth, Simon seemed to be able to function on inordinate amounts of sleep and still manage to look completely put together and spry. In fact, he had spent his morning NAKED in Ava's kitchen deciding to make them a healthy and hangover curing breakfast. Of course Ava had no proper food in her kitchen, so he took full advantage of the full service staff she had access to compliments of The Parthenon and had the ingredients for some killer Spinach and Feta Omelettes. On top of that, there was a platter of several different types of Greek Olives and various breads with Balsalmic Oil for dipping.

It wasn't the most calorie free meal, but it would definitely coat and help the stomach of anybody who had engaged in as much drinking as they had the night before. Simon was incredibly pleased with himself as he began to hum a little bit of opera under his breath while he began to prepare the omelettes.

"Goddammit, Pratt...you are one gloriously smooth bastard..."

A cheeky smile curled up in his lips as he heard a rustling from down the hall that sounded like Ava. Actually it sounded like Ava was in some kind of danger. Her moans and cries grew louder as Simon made his way slowly down the hall, his hand encased in a halo of swirling green energy, poised and ready to attack whatever might pop out at him. When he reached the door, he peered through the crack in the doorway to find Ava sound asleep, though obviously in the throws of a nightmare. The halo of energy faded from his hand as he watched her for a moment. Whatever she was dreaming about seemed terrifying and for a second Simon pondered as to whether or not he should wake her up.

"And have her attack ME thinking she is attacking WHATEVER is in it that dream of hers? I haven't even EATEN yet...no THANK YOU...Besides, it's not like she's the most open of people. I doubt she'll let me cradle her in my arms and tell me her deep dark secrets...yeah..BACK to the omelettes..."

Simon made his way back to the kitchen as he flipped the switch of the espresso machine, hearing Ava's footsteps go from the bed to the floor. He waited until she was completely around the corner and in the kitchen before he spun around and smiled.

"Well! If it ISN'T my little ENGLISH ROSE! Morning POOKIE! Sit down! We've got Americanos just about done brewing, and from the way you TOSSED and TURNED last night, i'm thinking you could use a pick me up..."

He looked down at his package for a moment and shrugged his head to the side, winking at Ava.

"Not THAT kind of pick me up you pervert. But now that you mention it...fuck breakfast..are you ready? I'm ready!?"

Simon WAS just trying to have a little fun with Ava and it was obvious he was being very tongue in cheek with her. SHE however, did not seemed amused in the slightest. He walked over to her, WITH the Americano in hand and placed it in hers.

"Yeah...that was probably too much...Sit down.."

He kissed her forehead and ushered her to the breakfast nook behind the island in the kitchen where an array of fruits, breads and other things were displayed beautifully, begging to be eaten. Simon turned his efforts back into the kitchen.

"I just thought after all that alcohol and GREASE from those fries, we could use a sturdy breakfast...plus, not to beat a dead horse, but you did kind of 'punch' me a few times in your sleep...I'm not saying I didn't like it...i'm just saying some good food and caffeine will do you good...."

 

[Black Widow]

Parthenon penthouse #9401

Nicolas: Why not? I recall you being ALMOST as good as cook as me. But first things first.

He pulled her into a deep hug. She hugged him back, shutting down rampant flashbacks of the night they spent together. It was hard to forget, having sex while floating on a hot pool of water, with a fine specimen of man as memorably eager-to-please as Nicolas. But as great as it had been at the time, it was not something Haleigh wanted voluntarily recall. They had broken Morgan's heart with their union, AND wounded their own hearts as well, and disappointed pretty much everyone.

They had come a long way since that. They'd fought and reconciled, laid their lives on the line for each other, and joined their power to fight enemies many times over. Nicolas was one of Haleigh's most trusted friends. They didn't always see eye to eye, but they always had each other's back when it came down to it.

Nicolas: No WAY you weasel back around us and don't give me a hug Hales.

"I wouldn't dream of it. There was just so much going on last night.... so many people. We never really got to speak, even. It's good to see you."

They went into the kitchen and made plates. Nicolas loaded his own, while Haleigh set up one for herself and one for Zach, then lead Nicolas out onto the terrace. The sun was newly risen over the city, and it was a beautiful sight from the 94th floor.

Nicolas: The aftermath of the Blue Moon was undesirable.

(Scoffing) "Well THAT is in the running for the biggest fucking understatement of the year. From what I've heard, it was a clusterfuck of epic proportions."

Nicolas: I have heard that you intend to change that.

"I'm DETERMINED to change it. It's my number one priority. It isn't right.... Delilah, Morgan, and Alison at odds."

Nicolas: Maybe this will help you further along.

He passed her a flash drive, which she held in her right hand as she used her fork with her left. She scanned it quickly, bypassed the encryptions, negotiated the gauntlet set up to protect the contents of his research. She pulled out out of the cloud immediately and stored it on her personal server, THEN started browsing the files.

Nicolas: Delilah has refused to give me a sample of her DNA. Although I have the capability to acquire it on my own, I would prefer to attempt to honor her wishes in that regard. That leaves me at a bit of a impasse. Perhaps if you can get that we can get working on something novel to help her and Alexia reunite as soon as possible.

"Have you been at this night and day since the event, Nic? (Frowning at his response) don't get me wrong, this is awesome.... this research you've done will definitely save me some time. I'll be able to give Dr. Banner some very specific parameters..... but you've gotta take care of yourself, Nic. You'll be a liability of you run yourself ragged. Don't worry about Delilah's DNA. I've got everyone's biological samples in a safe place.... Well, everyone except the new girl, 'Cass' or whatever she's calling herself. I'll have to get with her on that. Plus there's a talk that needs to be had...."

 

[Recall]

Well..GOOD MORNING!

"Oh my God...My frickin' HEAD!"

Vivica's eyes remained closed as she grabbed her head by her hand and began to massage her temples. She may have overdone it just a little bit last night, but she had to do SOMETHING to keep that BITCH Alycia from getting on her nerves. So she got her drink on, her dance on, and her flirt on....

"Wait a minute...."

A drunk and stumbly Vivica could be seen getting into the elevator that led to the private floors where members of The Six arrived. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a well manicured hand STOPPED them....

"Who was---"

The elevators door swung open to the Private Floors of The Parthenon as Vivica and BLAZE both walked out of the elevator as Blaze led the two of them to her Penthouse. A loud CLINK could be heard as Blaze locked the door behind her.

"Where am I? Did I stay the night on Blaze's COUCH?"

A very drunk Blaze and Vivica were sitting on Blaze's plush couches each sipping on even MORE cocktails as they laughed. Soft and sexy music could be heard throughout the penthouse as the lights were noticeably dim. Blaze set her glass down on the table and looked at Vivica for a moment with a DEVILISH smirk.

Blaze: Vivica...do me a favor, would you?

Vivica laughed and smiled and before she could even say YES, her and Blaze were locked in one HELL of a kiss. Within seconds Blaze was on top of Vivica, her hands moving at a rapid pace as a visibly startled Vivica hesistated...for about two seconds before shoving Blaze off of her and jumping on straddling her. The top of her dress was now down by her belly button as a bird's eye view would show Vivica unclasping her strapless bra and throwing it across the room, watching it land on a nearby lamp.

Vivica: This is one HELL of a favor, B....

Vivica's eyes POPPED open as she SHOT up, her eyes taking a moment to adjust to the sun coming in from the window. She was in bed. And next to her was Blaze Victory. Vivica audibly gasped, speaking under her bed.

"Oh my GOD...have I LOST my damn MIND?! Oh Alycia is gonna have a FIELD DAY with this one, isn't she?!"

She looked around the room and her clothes were NOWHERE to be found, which meant that they were PROBABLY still in the living room. Vivica took a moment to look at Blaze, who looked about as content as a napping cat. She couldn't help but smile for a second.

"I can't even be MAD at her...it's all coming back to me now...and it was...GOOD...like chocolate covered STRAWBERRY good. I guess a woman really DOES know how to touch another woman..."

Vivica shook her head FRANTICALLY as she began to talk to herself outloud, somewhat lost in the insanity of what had just transpired.

"GIRL! What are you saying!?! You aren't a LESBIAN!? Well..you aren't straight either, remember...You took a dip in the lady pond a few times! But that was COLLEGE..And that one time on New Years...AND a few months ago in EUROPE. Oh GOD..am I a LESBIAN!? Well, there's nothing wrong with that...but shouldn't a bitch like me KNOW something like this already?! Lord have mercy, I need to get out of this bed!"

She shot up, ready to RUN.

 

[Rampage]

"Have you been at this night and day since the event, Nic?"

Now her voice betrayed worry. Nicolas replied as matter-of-fact as if he had quoted ten thousand digits of pi.

Of course I have. Well, nights to be precise.

(Frowning at his response)
"Don't get me wrong, this is awesome.... this research you've done will definitely save me some time. I'll be able to give Dr. Banner some very specific parameters..... but you've gotta take care of yourself, Nic. You'll be a liability of you run yourself ragged. Don't worry about Delilah's DNA. I've got everyone's biological samples in a safe place.... Well, everyone except the new girl, 'Cass' or whatever she's calling herself. I'll have to get with her on that. Plus there's a talk that needs to be had...."

Nicolas looked up from his plate and met her eyes.

Full STOP. You KNOW Dr. Bruce Banner PERSONALLY?! So...are the rumors TRUE?! I have read every paper he has ever written, his work on anti-electron collisions is UNPARALLELED.

It was obvious both that Nicolas was a disciple of the Cult of Banner AND that he was artfully changing the subject that Haleigh brought up.

So...this Hulk. What is he like? Does he retain Dr. Banner's intelligence? Or is it more an MPD Jeckyll-Hyde split? If so do you think I or Cam can assist him or...

Haleigh was having none of it. She had paused to look RIGHT back at him. Niolas paused and responded to HER inquiry.

Look Haleigh, a Mom and a kid ON THIS TEAM...in our family...are separated. With you gone we had all of ONE person who can REALLY perform research or find someone who can, ME. So I had to do what I had to do...besides, it was a great test of my ability to maintain myself only through meditation. So far so good. I am certain there is a limit, but we aren't there yet. If it makes you feel better I had a nap last night, OK? OK. Moving on.

Nicolas went back to his breakfast.

 

[Ruby]

VIP Clubhouse - Patio

:: Cass was pulled out of her reverie when a waiter brought her food and drinks and set them down on the table beside the lounge chair she was laying in. She nodded her thanks and grabbed the coffee, blowing on it before taking a sip. She liked the quietness of the patio. Hardly anybody was out here. ::

It’s nice to just be alone here. It’s not the beach, but the view of Central Park will have to do.

:: Cass was inspired by nature. Everybody else seemed to take it for granted but for the eleven years she was in the German lab? She wasn’t allowed to go outside. At all. So she really appreciated and enjoyed being outside. She took an apple slice and took a bite, savouring the flavour of it. She set her mug down and started to eat her BLT. As she ate, her thoughts wandered back to the party last night. ::

Everybody seemed to have a GREAT time. I’m glad for Blaze; she deserves to be surrounded by people who love her and appreciate her. I’m really glad she decided to stay and that both Cameron and Nicolas convinced her of it. I have a feeling we’ll become GREAT friends…

:: Thinking about Blaze gave her an idea. She took out her phone that she carried ALL the time thanks to Sharon’s admonishment she never leave without it or else it’ll become a NATIONAL emergency… She snickered. Maybe THAT was an exaggeration, but Sharon DID tell her to keep her phone with her in case she ran into trouble. She went to her inbox and texted Blaze. ::

Heeey “Blazing Hot Victory”! You’re probably still in bed, but if you aren’t, why don’t you come join me in the Clubhouse? It’s nice and quiet and since we didn’t really get to talk last night, I thought it would be nice if we could hang out together. Text me back!

:: She set down her phone and finished her sandwich before moving on to her coffee. She cradled the mug in her hands as she gazed at the majestic Central Park... ::

 

[Firebird]

Parthenon- after glow

Vivica shook her head FRANTICALLY as she began to talk to herself outloud, somewhat lost in the insanity of what had just transpired.

"GIRL! What are you saying!?! You aren't a LESBIAN!? Well..you aren't straight either, remember...You took a dip in the lady pond a few times! But that was COLLEGE..And that one time on New Years...AND a few months ago in EUROPE. Oh GOD..am I a LESBIAN!? Well, there's nothing wrong with that...but shouldn't a bitch like me KNOW something like this already?! Lord have mercy, I need to get out of this bed!"

She shot up, ready to RUN.

That same well manicured hand GRABS Vivica by her wrist. The initial grap is rather TIGHT, as Firebird is physically stronger than any normal baseline human or even some metahumans. But the grip quickly relaxes.

"Calm down, 'Scarlett O'Hara'."

Blaze Victory slowly emerges from the luxe sheets she'd been wrapped up around in on the plush king sized bed she SHARED with her surprised guest last night.

"You're making enough noise to wake the DEAD which, judging by last night, was NEITHER of us!"

The fire elemental slowly sat up.

"Yes, I'm afraid it's true. You ARE a lesbian, and a rather flexible and agile one at that."

Blaze's apple green eyes sparkle as she smirks.

"Congratulations. You just came out...to YOURSELF."

Blaze said in a rather facetious tone as she looked upon Vivica. Vivica had been sending out ALL the signals last night. Which was fine with Blaze, as she was ALWAYS on the look out for the ready, willing and ABLE. Who knew that Cameron had such a babe-a-licious piece in his inner circle!?

"Now...we're not engaged or anything and this little one night stand is fine with me. But that hardly means we have to act like we don't know each other. Since we DO have a bit of time on our hands, so how about some breakfast before you go scampering off to do hail mary's or whatever it you'll need to convince yourself this was just a "one time occurrence" for you?"

Blaze teased Vivica as she sat there looking a bit dismayed. She couldn't help it. It was almost CUTE, the way Vivica seemed so distrought...over NOTHING. EVERYONE knew about Blaze and she had fun flaunting it and even SCANDALAZING some of her Six team mates from time to time :nod:

"Honey, your former boss and long-time friend goes BOTH WAYS, you think he doesn't know about YOU by now? If he doesn't, I'm sure he WILL soon enough. Hey, if it makes you feel any better...I've frequently enjoyed gropping and molesting him...and I think HE likes it too! So you aren't the FIRST in his little group that I've had my way with!"

Giggling a bit, her eyes shift over to the night stand as her red iphone chimes. She picks it up and checks the text message.

Heeey “Blazing Hot Victory”! You’re probably still in bed, but if you aren’t, why don’t you come join me in the Clubhouse? It’s nice and quiet and since we didn’t really get to talk last night, I thought it would be nice if we could hang out together. Text me back!

Tapping out a reply...

Good morning Cassie! Heard and SAW you were having more than your fill last night! Yes, I can meet you in the clubhouse. Give me an hour.

Setting her phone down once more...

"Now, how about that breakfast? There's a few options in the hotel that we can try. I have to meet one of my team mates in an hour so we have some time and then later on I have a business meeting with Cameron and Sally."

Thinking for a moment...an idea occurred to her

"Why don't you join Sally, Ava, Cass, Alycia, Haleigh and Myself at the spa later this afternoon? We plan on going beyond mere "pampering" before private dinner party this evening."

Blaze slips out of bed, fully nude and hardly ashamed of her toned, feminine body as she casually walks over to the large vanity, pulling her auburn hair up into a top bun and then making her way toward the master bath.

"There's a well equipped guest bath you can use...unless you'd care to JOIN me for a luxurious shower in this one."

Blaze looked upon Vivica knowingly and lifted her eye brows as she laughed softly and then disappeared into the masterbath to shower and refresh herself.

 

[Persephone]

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Ava made a bee line for the kitchen, desperately needing some coffee. But as she headed down the hall, she caught sight of a rather tan ASS moving about in her kitchen. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion noting that Simon Pratt was still here. Men like him usually woke up before dawn in order to slip out undetected to avoid the awkwardness of talking to said hook up. And frankly, Ava was fine with that. So this was a little bit of a surprise.

Simon: "Well! If it ISN'T my little ENGLISH ROSE!"

"You're still here?"

Ava stated rather flatly, though she didn't mean any offense.

Simon: "Morning POOKIE! Sit down! We've got Americanos just about done brewing, and from the way you TOSSED and TURNED last night, i'm thinking you could use a pick me up..."

Glancing down at his package, Ava lifted a brow before her eyes trailed up to meet his again.

Simon: "Not THAT kind of pick me up you pervert. But now that you mention it...fuck breakfast..are you ready? I'm ready!?"

Sighing out, Ava shook her head less than amused. He certainly did have a chipperness about him this morning. However it was all a little too much to take in....she still needed her damn coffee.

Simon: "Yeah...that was probably too much...Sit down.."

Taking a seat, Simon surprisingly kissed her on the forehead causing Ava to look up at him rather stunned. Who is this man, and what has he done with the Simon Pratt everyone knows and loaths? Ava thought to herself as she poured herself a cup of coffee. Blowing softly into the mug, she took a small sip.

"Oh that's good."

Taking another long sip, Ava turned her attention back to Simon who made his way back into her kitchen.

"Not that I mind....but why are you still here? I figured you would be long gone by now."

Simon: "I just thought after all that alcohol and GREASE from those fries, we could use a sturdy breakfast...plus, not to beat a dead horse, but you did kind of 'punch' me a few times in your sleep...I'm not saying I didn't like it...i'm just saying some good food and caffeine will do you good...."

Ava's cheeks flushed a soft hue of pink hearing she had punched him in her sleep. How embarrassing....did she say anything in her sleep as well? Was her nightmare so intense she actually lashed out in real life? This was not good....these dreams needed to STOP.

"I'm so sorry....I-I...[sighing] I have strange dreams when I drink too much I suppose."

Cupping her hands around the warm mug, honestly...a little bourbon would do a world of difference to this coffee. But she resisted the urge. Seeing Simon bring over some of the food, Ava softly smiled.

"You made all this? Wow...I'm actually impressed."

There was a Greek egg white omelette, some black olives, fruit, breads....it was a breakfast feast. And a very welcomed feast because Ava was famished. Picking up the salt and pepper, she seasoned her omelette before taking a bite. It was fantastic! Who knew Simon Pratt could actually cook?

"Mmmm....this is amazing. [softly laughing] You're just full of surprises."

 

[Ruby]

VIP Clubhouse - Patio

:: It may look like Cass was staring intently at the massive park below and before her from an outsider’s perspective, but Cass was deep in thought. Her last text made her think about Blaze. It couldn’t be denied that there was an attraction there…at least, on CASS’ part. But was it all in her head? She didn’t know, and she definitely didn’t want to make mountains out of mole hills if all of this was just a fluke. And yet…she had a GREAT time last night with Charlotte. The two women IGNITED a need in her that just couldn’t quite be QUENCHED last night. Still, as much as Cass was attracted to the fire elemental, she liked Blaze as a friend FIRST and she didn’t want to upset the apple cart on THAT. ::

*annoyed*: Oh, I’m SO confused!

:: She shook her head as if to clear her thoughts. She grabbed her margarita and took a long sip. It annoyed her she had to think about things every step of the way. ::

Brain, you can take a vacation. I’ll be fine going with the flow from now on.

:: She sighed and took another sip of her drink. She stretched out and flicked a speck of dust from her leather pants. Her phone beeped. ::

Good morning Cassie! Heard and SAW you were having more than your fill last night! Yes, I can meet you in the clubhouse. Give me an hour.

:: She snickered and then tapped out a reply. ::

What can I say? I have needs and desires myself…

:: A server came by and started clearing the dishes. ::

“Oh, you can leave the fruit plate. I’m expecting Blaze Victory soon. Also, I’d love another margarita.”

:: The server had a hand on the fruit platter. He looked at her. ::

Server: “Would it be okay to send another fresh plate when Miss Victory comes?”

*thinks*: “Sure, why not?”

Server: “Very good, Miss Johnson. I’ll get you another drink.”

“Thank you.”

:: She leaned back against the chair and sighed. ::

 

[Black Widow]

Nicolas: Full STOP.

Haleigh paused, her fork halfway to her mouth, her eyebrows raised in question. Zach came in with his crisp white shirt from yesterday, lazily buttoned about halfway, rolling the sleeves up to the elbow.

Nicolas: You KNOW Dr. Bruce Banner PERSONALLY?!

"Well, I didn't fuck him, if that's what you're asking. But yeah, I know him."

Nicolas: So...are the rumors TRUE?! I have read every paper he has ever written, his work on anti-electron collisions is UNPARALLELED.

"Yes, the rumors are true, and he's brilliant, but--"

Nicolas: So...this Hulk. What is he like?

"He's like a big green out-of-control monster who knocked me into hardened steel plate. I'm pretty sure he's even stronger than YOU are. He's gotta be at least eight feet tall.

Nicolas: Does he retain Dr. Banner's intelligence?

"No.... not exactly...... maybe? It's hard to classify."

Nicolas: Or is it more an MPD Jeckyll-Hyde split?

"That's close but..... it's not exactly MPD. he's still himself just... the most.... animalistic, unbridled part of himself.

Nicolas: so do you think I or Cam can assist him or...

"Wow, fuck. Do you think you could put your erection away for a minute? We were talking about Delilah's dilemma. Can we get back to that?"

Nicolas: Look Haleigh, a Mom and a kid ON THIS TEAM...in our family...are separated. With you gone we had all of ONE person who can REALLY perform research or find someone who can, ME.

Great. So now if he snaps and goes SET on our asses, that's my fault TOO because I wasn't here to help him fix this clusterfuck we wouldn't have even gotten into if I had BEEN here in the first place.

Zach: Babe, do you think I should talk to Delilah? We haven't had much contact lately, but I'd be happy to help her with the emotional turmoil she's in. I could feel it all the way across the courtyard at Melrose the last couple of days.... I wondered what was up...... I didn't know she was separated from her kid.

"I don't think she's up for much talking. The only thing that's going to help her now is getting her kid back..... but I dunno, call her I guess."

 

[Rampage]

Great. So now if he snaps and goes SET on our asses, that's my fault TOO because I wasn't here to help him fix this clusterfuck we wouldn't have even gotten into if I had BEEN here in the first place.

Zach: Babe, do you think I should talk to Delilah? We haven't had much contact lately, but I'd be happy to help her with the emotional turmoil she's in. I could feel it all the way across the courtyard at Melrose the last couple of days.... I wondered what was up...... I didn't know she was separated from her kid.

"I don't think she's up for much talking. The only thing that's going to help her now is getting her kid back..... but I dunno, call her I guess."

Nicolas caught the introspective guilt look from Haleigh as he spoke. Zach offered to help her, which was good of him to do.

You are not one of us who was there that night Zach, she MIGHT be receptive. Fair warning, she HATES when we use our powers on each other, so she might be hostile to anything but a listening ear. You should be easily able to discern that. As for you...

He points his finger at Haleigh.

None of this is your fault. It is easy to think that you being here would have made everything go perfectly and swim in that shitty guiltfest. But we are all perfectly capable people who got handed a pile of shit and had to react to it on the fly. I knew that the baby was actually deadly to Delilah when everyone else did, and she was already gone. EVERYONE, including Dee, played OPSEC this entire pregnancy and that probably bit us in the ass.

Meanwhile you saved the goddamn world Hales. Stop beating yourself up because you could not be in two places at once and therefore could not do what you MIGHT not have been able to do anyway IF you were here. You did great where you were and several of us could have retrieved you at any time had we chosen. Forgive yourself for living and let's help our family. THAT is why I came here, my geekfest over Banner notwithstanding. My hangup so far is that the solution must be airtight. I have seen the footage thanks to Mike. If we suppress either of them and it fails for even 3 seconds, Delilah is DEAD. That is why I have not already licked this hon. I cannot find a solution that leaves them both alive AND makes it stay that way for good.

Nicolas looks back and forth at the pair, by now rather agitated. His fork snaps and he puts his hands in his lap and looks off into the distance.

I have watched Alexia die by computer simulation a dozen times. I have yet to simulate her passing a year old without killing her mother, whom I have killed over 80 times. I have managed to simulate them BOTH dying TWICE. So no, I don't sleep much. Not yet. Because it is too important. But I know my responsibilities to keep Set locked away and I will do what I have to do. I cannot make Delilah like my efforts, but I CAN focus on what is best for her and Alexia and THAT is to be together.

Nicolas betrayed an agitation that he had kept hidden from everyone else. The loss of sleep combined with his failures in lab had apparently taken some toll. He sat silently. He had not wanted to show this weakness. He could scarcely afford to be weak in the state the team was in.

 

[Recall]

Just as she was about to LEAP off of the bed and run in a dead heat towards the living room and HOPE her clothes weren't too hard to find, she was GRABBED by the wrist. Her eyes widened as she looked over to see Blaze up and at 'em, restraining her from moving.

"Calm down, 'Scarlett O'Hara'."

Blaze Victory slowly emerges from the luxe sheets she'd been wrapped up around in on the plush king sized bed she SHARED with her surprised guest last night.

"You're making enough noise to wake the DEAD which, judging by last night, was NEITHER of us!"

The fire elemental slowly sat up.

"Yes, I'm afraid it's true. You ARE a lesbian, and a rather flexible and agile one at that."

Blaze's apple green eyes sparkle as she smirks.

"Congratulations. You just came out...to YOURSELF."

Vivica calmed down for a second. She WAS sounding a little ridiculous. As if she were some prim and proper white girl in college who's parents would freak out if they found out she had hooked up with a woman. No...that was a reaction better suited to somebody like...ALYCIA. Vivica laughed softly for a second as she plopped back down on the bed.

"I guess I AM being a little ridiculous..."

At Blaze's last statement she rolled her eyes and pulled up some of the covers, wrapping them around her body as Blaze seemed comfortable as hell just sitting there naked.

"And shut up! [laughing] I'm not a lesbian...If anything i'm an artist with an EYE and desire for BEAUTY in ALL it's forms...and you just happened to please my palate!"

Vivica winked as Blaze continued.

"Now...we're not engaged or anything and this little one night stand is fine with me. But that hardly means we have to act like we don't know each other. Since we DO have a bit of time on our hands, so how about some breakfast before you go scampering off to do hail mary's or whatever it you'll need to convince yourself this was just a "one time occurrence" for you?"

Blaze teased Vivica as she sat there looking a bit dismayed. She couldn't help it. It was almost CUTE, the way Vivica seemed so distrought...over NOTHING. EVERYONE knew about Blaze and she had fun flaunting it and even SCANDALAZING some of her Six team mates from time to time

"Honey, your former boss and long-time friend goes BOTH WAYS, you think he doesn't know about YOU by now? If he doesn't, I'm sure he WILL soon enough. Hey, if it makes you feel any better...I've frequently enjoyed gropping and molesting him...and I think HE likes it too! So you aren't the FIRST in his little group that I've had my way with!"

Giggling a bit, her eyes shift over to the night stand as her red iphone chimes. She picks it up and checks the text message.

Well...if there was anybody to randomly end up in bed with, it certainly seemed to be Blaze. To be honest, most of the women Vivica had found herself with from time to time seemed to be rather clingy and needy. Vivica's newfound passion and career needed to come FIRST in her life now...though she wasn't OPPOSED to having a little fun every now and then. Perhaps Blaze Victory was just the kind of "inspiration" she needed.

"Of course I'm not to going to pretend I don't know you, Blaze. You've now had your lips on parts of my body I didn't even know I had or could be AROUSED by..I might just send you a THANK YOU card...and when it comes to Cameron? I don't know whether to smack him or hug him right now....I'd rather YOU be the one groping him than---"

She was about to finish her sentence before she stopped herself. Blaze was preoccupied by her phone for the moment anyway. Vivica had had ENOUGH of thinking about Alycia and Cameron together. She would deal with BOTH of them later...separately, and if they thought that they were going to walk out of it unscathed? They were both SORELY mistaken

Setting her phone down once more...

"Now, how about that breakfast? There's a few options in the hotel that we can try. I have to meet one of my team mates in an hour so we have some time and then later on I have a business meeting with Cameron and Sally."

Thinking for a moment...an idea occurred to her

"Why don't you join Sally, Ava, Cass, Alycia, Haleigh and Myself at the spa later this afternoon? We plan on going beyond mere "pampering" before private dinner party this evening."

Vivica thought for a moment...food did sound lovely, and there were certainly less attractive and exciting people to spend time with. Why the hell not.

"You know I was just there last night for a business meeting...but La Bella Mafia is absolutely delicious..beautifully decorated presentations of italian fusion...everything from light to thick and creamy...and apparently, I like OPTIONS more than I thought! I'm down..."

She cracked a smile.

"The spa however? I'm gonna have to think about. I think I've had my fill of Alycia and Ava for AWHILE...still, I might just come if only to see the look on Alycia's face as I walk in and drop my towel...she may be an Amazon...but she ain't got NOTHING on any of THIS..."

Vivica made a supermodel pose, taking her finger to her lip in a naughty pin up type way.

Blaze slips out of bed, fully nude and hardly ashamed of her toned, feminine body as she casually walks over to the large vanity, pulling her auburn hair up into a top bun and then making her way toward the master bath.

"There's a well equipped guest bath you can use...unless you'd care to JOIN me for a luxurious shower in this one."

Blaze looked upon Vivica knowingly and lifted her eye brows as she laughed softly and then disappeared into the masterbath to shower and refresh herself.

She watched as Blaze slipped out of bed and headed over to the vanity. As an artist, she appreciated beauty in many forms, and Blaze was definitely statuesque. There was a very regal yet dangerous and sexy allure to her..and try as she may to downplay it...Vivica was definitely attracted. As Blaze made her way into the bathroom, Vivica looked both ways almost as if she felt like she was going to get CAUGHT by somebody, before getting out of the bed and following Blaze to the bathroom.

"I guess I could use a little IVORY soap..."