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<< Returning to Earth, to Illustra...Morgan goes into over drive, as she, along with Ava, who seems to have slipped more comfortably into Alison's role on Illustra's corporate ladder than BOTH women had anticipated, begin to work together to facillitate repairs to Illustra while Haleigh and Nicolas handle the private residential floors.>>

<< Alycia has returned to Capitol Hill to make a successfull report the Security Advisor of the President that not only has Rick Riley been found but DESTROYED. Covering her own tracks, she makes sure to keep Haleigh or any other member of the Six OUT of the report and in doing so, keeps their secret safe..at least from the surface once more. After doing her obligatory report and some other administrative duties, Alycia returns to New York to join Karen at the Parthenon. Both women have diamond executive suites while Sharon is placed in the presidential suite with all her expenses covered by Nicolas. Alycia and Karen begin the process of helping Sharon to adjust to LIFE again both on the legal front and personal front...while keeping her identity and presence a secret from all outside the six and their allies.>>

<< Cameron returns to Illustra and takes up temporary residence in his sister's recently vacated luxury apartment on the 106th floor. even as many repairs on the building are moving along speedily, he has the time to at least enjoy a connection to his sister through many artifacts in her apartment and lingering scents, sights, objects etc. it wont be long before he is once again on his own floor, and this means for the first time in over a year, the six will have MORE than one MAN on their roster, not to mention the latest addition of Mike, to join the ranks of high powered allies Karen, Alycia and Ororo. the question remains...will Sharon, as the Silver Swan become an full time ALLY of the six? reinventing herself as a protector of the innocent? we must watch and see.>>

<< over all, the team is working together smoothly each one bringing their personal and professional strengths to the table to make the FAMILY better able to recover from the fallout of the latest caper and in coming together, EVERYTHING was being completed fast and efficiently>>

<< and in the first few days...things were tense, busy...BUT productive.>>

<< there was ONE LAST THING that had to be addressed, and while daunting...especially after the disaster at the photo shoot at Rockefellar Center.>>

<< the fashion show/gala to highlight awareness and the fight against breast cancer, featuring MADONNA.>>

<< in all the chaos, and havoc...Madonna and her team were able to do enough spin and damage control and tanks to Cameron's telepathic efforts, the public did not readily equate anything from the frightening bird attacks with the six, madonna or the silver swan.>>

<< it was now the eve of the fashion show/gala event. Karen and Alycia opted not to attend, BOTH women were focused on ensuring Sharon's privacy and safety and Alycia could not afford to be seen at an affair like this anymore. >>

<< Morgan and Ava however were to be FRONT AND CENTER as the rest of the Six prepared for the evening, with the team attending as VIP guests to the elegant, grand ball room of the parthenon. the last major event here had been crashed by Helena Quatermaine, but when Alexis aka Shockwave was a member of the team.>>

<< the evening was so far shaping up to be a wonderfull event, with buzz all over the city .>>
 
The Parthenon

Mike had been quite busy the last few days. he had taken his leave of the team in order to take care of the fallen of his men. He did indeed attend each funeral, making sure that everyone was as OK as could be expected, considering.

It was draining work, but work that he was prepared to take on, as he had done so many times in the past. he rebuilt his network of mercs, using Nicolas' telepathy to help him screen new team members.

As the day of the gala arrived, Mike went to one of Nicolas' personal tailors. He was to be at this event as well, but he was working and playing, as it were. He picked his tux up and after showering in Nicolas' suite, put it on. It was a custom-made merc's DREAM. The coat was 3/4 length and designed to accommodate his weaponry and additional ammunition while still hanging properly. The coat itself was Kevlar-laced and featured fire and chemical-resistant fibers. As for its look, the suit was a deep charcoal with a vest as well as the coat. The vest was also artillery resistant, as it were, but no one would know from its look, which was derived from the latest style.

As Mike arrived at the gala, he made his way to the resident tower and over towards the personal suites at the penthouse. He had waited longer than he had liked to make this trip, but he hoped that it would still prove fruitful.

Mike held a hand-made vase of fresh flowers as he rang the bell at the suite of Dr. Karen Victoria...

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Nicolas smiled as he watched Mike sneak away to the resident tower. He knew where he was headed, as he had already made that trip a few times, though for VERY different purposes. He laughed. That interaction would be interesting, to say the least.

Nicolas was wearing a bright white suit, flawlessly tailored, with a tie made of the same fabric as Morgan's dress so as to exactly match. His cane cover for his weapon was made of faux ivory with platinum trim so as to match his ensemble, and he smiled as he noticed SEVERAL admiring looks at him as he made his way backstage......
 
The Parthenon: Karen's suite

<< despite all the hubbub going on in the parthenon tonight, Karen, along with Alycia and Sharon remained on the highest of the levels in the residential tower of the parthenon, staying in the most exquisite of the suites the hotel had to offer. Karen and Alycia were in diamond executive suites while Sharon was in the presidential suite which was guarded from any possible breach of security by some of Mike's newly appointed men.>>

<< after a few days of rest, Karen looked refreshed, radiant as ever and elegant. this evening, she was not attending the parthenon, but she always maintained casual chic even when not in public and so she wore a fitting, sleevless light blue ribbed top, with crisp white figure flattering capri pants in the classic style, with some simple kitte white sandals with blue jewels on the straps. her blonde hair was down, parted on the side and styled in a blouncy flip do. her neck was accented with the exquisite pendant given her by Nicolas and the matching ring adorned her ring finger.>>

<< this would be the first time Mike had seen her OUT of her trade mark "flying suit", looking relaxed, refreshed and easily stylish.>>

<< before Mike's arrival, Karen was sitting, sideways and curled into a large chair, enjoying a book under soft lighting while listening to sublime, smooth modern jazz. looking at her, one might not think that genre was to her liking...but the doctor turned out to be full of surprises.>>

<< Tinkerbell and the kitten were there as well. Tink laying on the ottoman near the large chair Karen was sitting in and the small kitten was in her lap, purring away.>>

<< as the bell chimes, Karen looks up.>>

hmmm.

<< slowly getting up , she gently carries the kitten with her to the door, cradling it. as she arrives, she opens the door to find a very dapper Mike standing there. her look of curiosity melts into a look of slightly stern attentiveness.>>

<< in a clear, elegant tone.>>

Why hello, Mike. What an unexpected surprise.

<< she says, while holding the kitten. she takea moment to look at him.>>

Dont you look handsome and dapper. and who are these flowers for?

<< not possibly imagining they'd be for HER. she imagined they might be for Morgan or Ava.>>
 
The Parthenon: Grand crystal ball room, "backstage"

<< Illustra Inc, Liquid Crystal Images, and Cassadine Industries were all coming together in a frenzied synergy as everyone was laying the final preparations for what would be a memorable night not just for entertainment, but in the continued fight against breast cancer.>>

<< in the green room, where Illustra's s uper models were being prepared, Morgan and Ava and of course Madonna all had private dressing suites but there was still hustle and bustle, make up and hair teams, liquid crystal photogs, wardrobe managers...and support staff were all running about. the din of voices was all around them.>>

<< as Nicolas arrived, looking for Morgan, he would notice in the green room two men...men of color like himself. CELEBRITY men by the names of Boris Kodjoe and Diddy. He would remember from a photo spread in Tempo magazine from months ago the many flash photos of Diddy and ALISON and how it was well known in the social/fashion circles of New York that Alison and Diddy were "companions" on the social front while Boris and Morgan enjoyed a well publicized "friendship". this was all before she and Nicolas knew each other, but THEY (the men) couldnt have known all the changes that the six had been through in recent months.>>

<< he saw these men, sitting there with exquisite boquets of roses with gold glitter and other gifts to present and judging by the FRENZY of press outside the parthenon as well as the "pre show" that was being broadcast live from the red carpet outside that Morgan and Alison and OF COURSE Madonna and most recently Ava ALL enjoyed exceptionally high Q ratings. though he was no stranger to the jet set, he had not hob knobbed in THEIR neck of the woods so deeply.>>

<< he could hear Morgan in the distance giving last minute instructions as well as Liz Rosenburg, Madonna's publicist making the rounds. She saw him and approached.>>

Liz Rosenburg: Mr. King! << taking his hand and shaking it as she smiles>> glad to see you darling. Madonna wanted to extend a personal note of gratitude to you for your heroic deeds in the tragic accident at the photo shoot. she tried contacting you at Illustra but you were unavailable. She and Morgan are good friends, as you know and it troubled her greatly to see what had befallen her.

<< Liz of course had no idea just how MUCH Nicolas had done. Neither did Madonna for that matter but the fact that MADONNA was acknowledging him, not even knowing him that well, it said alot for how gracious she was...something the general public would not give her credit for.>>

<< she moves on to Boris and Diddy.>>

Guys...you know you MUST take a photo op with the Big M.

<< they were both happy to do so. but that would come a little bit later and so, Nicolas was once again left standing there in the room with the two men.>>

beyond the green room and in the dressing suites

<< Morgan sits in her chair as the final touches are applied to give her a flawless, wintery elegant look. she's wearing a strapless, corsetted pink gem toned dress designed by vera wang accented with the most exquite white diamond necklace and earrings on loan from H. Winston. her look from head to toe was complete wit her hair styled in loose flowling "waterfall" curls completely with a few stretegically placed genuine white diamond hair jewels. Morgan , Ava and Madonna would make a star studded walk down the red carpet into the Parthenon together to make love to the camera's. NICOLAS would have to make his position now to Mr. Kodjoe before he found HIMSELF sidelined when it came time to escort Morgan. and Diddy, poor Diddy waiting for Alison...only she would not be there.>>

<< Morgan was sitting, with her leg crossed at the knee and a thin cloth wrapped around her torso to cover her gown. she wasnt aware that Nicolas was there...OR that Diddy and Boris had arrived.>>

<< her mind was on this night and how FORTUNATE they were all to be here...together...FREE of fear or worry at least for now. the team of the six, most of which would attend the gala and concert, along with Madonna while her mother, alycia and sharon were safely nestled in the upper reaches of the parthenon's exclusive residential tower. it was all working SO WELL ..at LAST.>>
 
The show

As Mike waited at the door, it opened to reveal a refreshed and even more attractive-looking Karen Victoria. She was wearing a stylish casual outfit that he could see her in on his boat, coasting the bay. He would have to suggest that option...SOON. He smiled as she asked who the flowers were for. Apparently she hadn't been approached in a while, but he was sure that for her it would be like riding a bike...she would quickly get the hand of things, especially if he had anything to say about it. Mike gives her a look-over as well .

Why Ms. Victoria, you look gorgeous this evening. These... are for YOU. I was taught never to come calling at a beautiful woman's residence empty-handed. I do hope you like them. Can I come in?

Mike waits for the sorceress' response...

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As Nicolas entered, he saw both Diddy and Boris Kudjoe waiting with flowers.He knew that Diddy was here for Alison and he wished that he could see her as well. As for Boris, he could read his thoughts and see who he was there to see. He knew that it was time to let them know what was going on (and stake his claim). He walked up to the two men. But before he could speak, he was intercepted by Liz Rosenberg, who shook his hand and sent him a thanks from MADONNA herself!! Nicolas was a fan of hers, so that moment for him was impressive indeed. It is not every day that you are congratulated by someone (even by proxy) that was a star from your childhood. Nicolas smiled widely as Ms. Rosenberg spoke. He looked her in the eye as he repsonded.

Tell Madonna that I simply did my best and I am glad that she was unharmed, being a big fan of hers. If she should need to contact me at all in the future, this is the best way for her to reach me.

He gave Liz a number that would be sure to contact him should the need arise, and nodded genially as she made her exit. He then looked back at the pair, pausing a moment to compose himself. Once his eyes opened, he was all about business as he approached. Nicolas began with Diddy, with whom he was an acquaintance due to his voting registration efforts and their synergy with Diddy's "Vote or Die" campaign. He shook the producer's hand.

What's goin' on, man? Look, you are probably here for Alison, but she is unfortunately unavailable tonight. We all miss her presence at this occasion. You know that you are certainly welcome with full access as our guest on tonight and I am sorry for any inconvenience to you. But let's enjoy this time away from work a bit and maybe talk about some opportunities.

He turned to Boris and shook his hand, holding onto it as he spoke. His voice was even and self-assured.

Mr. Kudjoe? My name is Nicolas and I understand that you are here for Ms. Victoria tonight. While you are welcome as our guest and are equally free to enjoy tonight's festivities, Morgan (stands up tall) already has an escort for the evening. I will be sure to relay to her your best wishes. Do take care.

Nicolas extricated himself from the pair (with Diddy's face "ooh"-ing, betraying the tension he sensed in the last interaction) and walked behind the security barricade and around the corner to where Morgan was located. As he approached, he pulled a single rose from his jacket. It was a beautiful speckled pink and white rose, the pink matching Morgan's dress. He smiled as he presented her with his gift. He lightly kissed her cheek, careful not to mar her makeup.

You look BEAUTIFUL, Morgan. I feel lucky to be on your arm tonight. This is for you.
 
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:: Jumping straight into work, Ava didn't have much down time since the Silver Swan/Rick Riley caper. The photoshoot alone had already interest the press and media, but after the 'accidental bird attacks', the media was going crazy to see what would happen at the Gala. Although busy, Ava did have time to speak with Haleigh and try to clear some things up...it was still a bit awkward being around her after everything that had happened, but she owed it to Patrick to keep her word to him. ::

:: Sitting in her dressing room, Ava's makeup artist put on the last finishing touches of lipstick before giving her the okay that she was done. With her eyes outlined in black, smokey colors, the fullness of her dark lashes made her sapphire eyes completely pop. Her lips were painted a subtle pink shade and adorned with gloss, giving her a very glamourous and sensual look. Ava's dark chocolate locks were swept off her face and pined half back, leaving long flowing curles to cascade down her back and a couple loose strands to fall along her temples. It was elegant yet very natural looking, giving her a truly 'goddess' like look. Finally, Ava was dressed in a custom made gorgeous black strapless ball gown, designed by Oscar De La Renta, and a beautiful set of diamond crested cuff bracelet with match diamond chandelier earrings. ::

:: Placing a few key items into a small black clutch purse (made with the same matieral as her dress), Ava was set to go walk the red carpet with Morgan and Madonna, however....her date for the night was running a bit late. Not even a few seconds later, a knock was heard on Ava's dressing room door, prompting the makeup artist to open it. Looking over her shoulder, Ava suddenly grinned seeing one of her oldest childhood friends, JAMES BROSLIN, carrying a dozen white roses. With a laugh, Ava quickly made her way to him, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him. Instinctively, James wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her in the air and spinning Ava around. ::

James: "Hey kid."

:: Like Ava, James had a sexy English accent...and well, sexy everything else. He was her best friend for years in a boarding school in England. They were pretty much inseperable for years; him being her first kiss, first date, first...well, a lot of firsts. But after Stavros insisted Ava leave England and work for Cassadine Enterprises, Ava wasn't able to see as much of James as she had liked to. But the Broslin name had become huge throughout the world; James owned nearly 3/4 of the oil mines active throughout Saudi Arabia, Europe, Asia, and South Africa, making him a billionare. Named one of the most sexy bacholors in People Magazine, being with him tonight would definitely cause a stir on the red carpet and throughout the media. ::

:: Giving him a kiss, Ava continued to smile as she wiped the bit of lipstick off his cheek. "Don't you look daper tonight." James smiled as he rested Ava back down on the ground. "Why thank you. But I pale in comparison...you look stunning, Ava." Ava's smile grew as James handed her the white roses. For some reason, she always felt wonderful around him. Like she was a free spirited kid sneeking out to go get drunk or something. It was a feeling she hadn't felt in quite a while. ::

"They're gorgeous...thank you. [placing the flowers on her vanity] And, thank you for being my date tonight...I honestly couldn't bare showing up alone after the fiasco that happened a few days ago."

:: James shook his head, dismissing Ava's thank yous. Walking up behind her, he took both her hands and interlinked their fingers, before wrapping both their arms around her waist. "No need to thank me, Ava...it's my pleasure...Plus, I have an excuse to see you again. It's been far too long." Sighing out, Ava rested her head back against James' shoulder, looking at him through the mirror. "I know.." Giving him a faint smile, James kissed the top of Ava's head before they were both interrupted by a knock on the dressing room door. ::

"5 minutes Ms. Cassadine!"
 
The Parthenon- Karen's suite

<< the kitten in her arms was yawning as it stirred awake...making a soft mewing sound as it did so. Karen was momentarily distracted as Mike informed her that the flowers were for HER. he complimented her tastefully and offered his gift and her stern expression began to melt slightly she was more than a little charmed by this man's approach and effort.>>

oh Mike, how sweet.

<< she said with less coldness in her tone.>>

If you wouldnt mind holding Morgan's kitten...

<< she nodded for him to carefully take the small white kitten as she took the flowers. the kitten seemed a bit leery of mike, squirming a bit.>>

Do come in for a moment,

<< she directed.>>

I'll just put these in some water.

<< as she lead the way, she surprised Mike as she tossed the bouqet into the air, an odd rushing harp sound was heard as she tossed them and they disappeared, reappearing in a golden flashon the crystaline coffee table in a sparkling Swiorvsky Crystal vase, pefectly arranged. she turned around , her hair flowing perfect with the turn as she looked upon Mike with her sapphire blue eyes.>>

you certainly have mastered the art of ettiquite, but i somehow doubt you came all the way up here to show me THAT on a night such as this.

Alycia and I are not attending the gathering. we will watch with Sharon up in the presidential suite.

SO tell me, Mike. What brings you here? I'd offer you a cocktail...but I wouldve thought after our little adventure and this evening's high profile event would find you looking for some pretty little debutante to escort.

<< a fair question, since the last time Karen doted over him, he treated her like some annoying groupie...something that Karen did NOT take kindly too and with her being in the position she was, she was not about to allow herself to be taken "through changes" by a young man..no matter how cute or charming he may have been.>>


<< standing in the large sitting room of the diamond executive suite, the lights were low and there was a calm, sultry feel to the place, the smooth modern jazz playing over the sound system was the perfect sound for the beautifull night time skyline that could be seen all around in the windows of this suite.>>
 
The Parthenon, "backstage"

<< Nicolas handled the situation of Alison well for Diddy, but it didnt erase the look of disappointment, even irritaiton that the super producer felt at not being to see his witchy socialite, Alison Marble. it was moments like this that reminded Nicolas just how much her absence STILL affected things.>>

<< as for Boris, Nicolas handled himself well...knowing t hat Boris was there for Morgan and discerning the nature of their relationship. Though abrupt and blunt, he made it clear that Morgan was now to be escorted and seen by HIM. Morgan was not aware of this exchange but it was probably for the best.>>

<< Liz Rosenburg soon swooped back in and led the men away with two assistants in tow, informing them of their photo ops with Madonna...despite the awkwardness of the moment just past..the show HAD to go on.>>

<< Nicolas soon found Morgan looking dreamy and elegant. he greeted her with a rare pink/white rose and his very outfit perfectly complimented Morgan's. it was RARE for a man to be comfortable enough to wear any shade of pink and he pulled it off perfectly in his tailored suit with the accents.

<< as Morgan saw him her hair and make up team finished their final touches before stepping back. Mogan slowly rose from the chair , her soft, feminine scent (that of "Pink" by victoria's secret, merged with a hint of exquisite vanilla essence) washes over the young mutant.>>

oh honey, it's beautifull!!

<< but to his dissappointment, she can only offer a light hugh and a touch of the cheek>>

carefull...my team will kill us both if i mess up these lips before the red carpet walk.

<< she rubs her hand down his back>>

you look so delicious..just like a hershey's kiss...

<< she leaned in close and whispered...>>: I almost want to unwrap you from this suit and taste the choclate!

<< she couldnt believe herself for saying it. it was like her sister, blaze's many double entendres had FINALLY registered to Morgan and this was the moment to use one of them.>>

but you better go through the back now and wait for the limo. there's three...and Liz wants Madonna , Ava and myself to "Arrive" simultaneously and have our love fest with the paparazzi and press on the red carpet. I'm sure Madonna and Ava have their escorts as well.

<< she pulled away as her assistant came in>>

Assistant: 2 minutes, Miss Victoria!


Morgan looked at Nicolas. I'll see you soon. I just want to make sure Haleigh and Delilah are okay..

<< picking up a cell phone, she looks at herself in a well lit mirror as she dials Delilah first.>>
 
Th Gala

Mike sees Karen's look soften as she is presented the flowers. The neat thing about Karen to Mike was that she was definitely a mental exercise to be around. Most men would have a hard tome dealing with a very intelligent woman who was as up-front, conservative, and classy as Karen was. It was her mental flame that drew him closer still.

He took the kitten as commanded and began to absentmindedly work to calm it. He knew that it did not trust him but he had a way with animals and so they got along OK until Karen turned to confront him about his reason for arriving. The comment about the chasing some debutante was a it below the belt, but he knew that with her history and her standing that she would rather make things hard and risk losing it than being too easy and getting hurt again, especially by some young guy like himself. So he swallowed and slowly let the kitten down to play, his eyebrow raised as he began to speak.

I am at the gala tonight on BUSINESS, to allow the Six to relax, so there is no debutante in my future. I cannot allow outside distractions to affect my focus. However...

Mike smoothly and deftly takes Karen's hands and begins to dance with her to the Jazz. He is incredibly light on his feet, and he leads with a deliberate yet adroit hand that caresses Karen's back as he moves with her to the music.

THIS is pleasure. I have no want or need to chase women all over the globe. The fact is, I wanted to talk to YOU. To find out how you were, what you were thinking. To see those pretty blue eyes.

He dances with her a bit more, allowing the music and the mood to wash over them a bit before talking again.

Karen, I want to get to know you better. And, despite the wall you have erected especially since my comments on the roof, I can see that your INSIDE is every bit as lovely and inviting as your OUTSIDE. And that you are fond of me as well. So here is what I want from you...

Mike kisses Karen softly as he pauses their dance. It is neither rushed nor forceful. She will note that he almost flows into the motion, so smooth that she is unable at the moment to even register resistance at all to this action. He stops the kiss, the dance, everything and pulls away a bit, looking into her eyes.

I want to know what YOU want. If you say that you would rather not spend time with me, get to know me better, enjoy me being with you, I will walk out right now. As hard as it may be at times as I think about it, I will NEVER bother you again in this way if that's what you want. But if you would like to have a man treat you well, spend time in intellectual talk without you HAVING to counsel HIM, spoil you physically as he offers his body as your plaything and respects you in a way that past lovers have not done so, then say nothing... and I will kiss you again, perhaps stay a little while longer if you will have me.

Mike steps closer and looks into Karen's eyes, having laid his cards on the table...

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Nicolas almost stops cold as he sees Morgan. She is absolutely breathtaking in her gown. As she rises to meet him, her kiss and hug are practically anemic, and he almost forgets that it is what she must do for the EVENT. She apologizes and he brushes his disappointment aside. Besides, he is further reassured by the knowledge that he will have the rest of the night to mess up her makeup. as she makes a lewd joke about tasting "the chocolate" while rubbing his back, he cannot help but to answer her in kind. He quickly recovers from his shocked gasp and answers in a hushed baritone, his face less than 6 inches from hers, his eyes smoldering with want.

In a few hours you will get your opportunity, my lady. Just remember, the milk chocolate melts in your mouth...not in your hand.

Nicolas winks at her as she is now shocked by HIM. He heads to the limo as she makes a cell phone call to D and Hales and waits for her to arrive...
 
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LOL at melts in your mouth not in your hand. :p
The Parthenon- Karen's suite

<< Karen watches Mike as he sets the kitten down on the large plush chair. He handed the little kitten with care and she had always taught Morgan that you could tell the calibre of a man by how he treats animals. Mike showed that despite his appearence (and sometimes unfeeling remarks) he had sensitivity and gentility.>>

<< the doctor's sapphire blue eyes widen as Mike smoothly, but BOLDLY stepped forward and took her hands, leading her in a slow dance to the jazz. Hardly a novice on her feet, the doctor danced with the young man, noticing how light he was on his feet as well. she didnt think younger men these days appreciated the art of such intimate style dancing.>>

<< she smirked a bit, almost too amused to reprimand him for his forwardness as he spoke...but reprimand she would...at least she thought she would.>>

Now Mike I.....

<< he kisses her and her perfectly shapped eyebrows raise as her eyes widen again with a glint of disbelief.>>

<< as he steps back he speaks with genuine tone and in such a way that she couldnt have anticipated. She wasnt even thinking of slapping him now, though that wouldve been her first reaction under normal circumstances.>>

Well Mike...this is hardly what I expected.

<< her facial expression returns to a calmer, more analytical countenance as she stands there looking at the young man.>>

I hardly expected to see you anytime soon, after your behavior on the roof. I suppose I have been hard on you, but you must understand my position...my background.

<< she wouldnt go into detail, but he knew enough by know to know the story of Dr. Christopher Victory and the young Morgan and family Karen once had and how mystech took all that away.>>

As I have told my daughter, As we have BOTH experienced, men dont usually come across to us with any kind of well meaning. its always something hidden, something intended to undermine us and advance them. I wont stand for that. Christopher learned that the hard way....and I made sure to let MALICE know what i thought her role in it as well.

<< the doctor and Malice had one hell of a grudge match several months ago, before Rampage had joined the team.>>

but...as i also told my daughter, we must not harden are hearts to the point that we cannot accept the kindness, the friendship or the gentility of a true well meaning man...

<< she folds her arms and glares at him for a moment, as if conducting one last scrutinizing sweep.>>

i have a good feeling about you, young man. i believe you come with true well meaning, and I ....would be happy to enjoy your company and get to know you better.

<< she holds her hand up abruptly.>>

BUT, if you try anything funny...I'll make what Endora did to Darrin look like a walk in the park.

<< she said this with such severity...and after a pause, her stern facial expression melted into a bit of a soft smile....perhaps it was more of a joke after all.>>

<< she stepped forward and took his hand.>>

you've opened the door...and i'm not so unware that youve wanted me to walk through. I will indulge you...and I'm sure we will enjoy ourselves.

<< taking a moment to straighten his vest a bit.>>

now run along, young man. you have a gala to attend and I need to join Alycia in checking on Sharon. we'll be watching the events from the presidential suite.

Perhaps you'll stop by later for a night cap.

<< she gently but specifically directed him to the door, walking with him as she kept her hand on his back. ever the woman of refinement, she would send him away now, leaving him to enjoy the acceptance of his offer and the anticipation of a lovely new friendship.>>

Goodbye now, Mike. Enjoy your evening....and thank you again for the flowers....<< she pauses again... as she secretly remembers his kiss>> they were very lovely.

<< she gently closes the door, leaving him now out in the hallway as she stand on the opposite side....looking bemused as she nods with some satisfaction. she soon prepares to leave for Alycia's suite.>>
 
Gala Night

Mike's countenanced softened a bit as he watched with a small amount of amusement as the doctor tried to remain composed and orderly while addressing him. He could sense in her eyes, however, that she was still feeling their kiss. He understood her concern about anything to so with men, and that is why he opted for transparency. He knew it was risky, but to him playing games was even more risky.

He smiled as she accepted his offer, and as she led him to the door while offering him a nightcap, he gave a dead-on impression of Arnold Schwartzeneggar.

I'll be back.

Turning, he laughed softly as he headed off to resume his security duties. He had a feeling that tonight would be a good night. Perhaps a VERY good night.:D
 
[ Delilah stood in front of her bathroom mirror and blotted her lips on a kleenex. She smoothed her "messy" updo and gave her gown for the evening another once over. She wore an intricately beaded Badgley Mischka dress that accentuated her tall stature, and no jewelry.

She smiled at her reflection - it felt good to dress up and be "glamorous" for an evening. She was genuinely looking forward to the night out for once. Morgan and Ava would be working, but she at least had the luxury of just being able to relax and enjoy the show.

She slipped into a pair of high heeled sandals and called to her date for the event, Colin, who waited patiently in her living room, that she would just be another minute. He was just an average guy - not a movie star or a billionaire - but damn he filled out a suit well.

She hurried back into the bedroom as her cell phone started ringing. ]

"Hey Morg! I'm almost ready to leave. Thank you so much for sending over some of your people to do my hair and makeup - I've never been so pampered! How are things going over there so far?"
 
:: After catching up with James for a few more minutes, an assistant came to inform Ava that it was time for herself, Morgan, and Madonna to go walk the red carpet. James extended his elbow out to which Ava linked her arm through. Walking out of her dressing room, she followed the assistant to Morgan's room, awaiting her to come out. ::

"I still can't believe you're engaged! I never pegged you as the type to settle down."

:: Giving him a coy smile, James laughed while rubbing his fingers roughly along his jawline. "I know, I know. I'm a bachelor at heart...but Kate's been good to me--good FOR me, actually. She's smart, savvy as hell, compassionate...nothing like the woman i've dated before." Scoffing, Ava gave him a good, hard, pinch in his side. "Ow..ow [laughing] Excluding you of course." Rolling her eyes away playfully, Ava smiled. "Yeah, sure. [giving him a sincere look] But seriously, James...i'm glad you found someone. You deserve it. Everyone should have a chance at falling in love, even two bit bachelors." Grinning, James opted to pinch Ava this time, causing her to laugh before rubbing his bicep reassuringly. It was actually a bit unnerving knowing that James was engaged to be married. Ava always just assumed he'd be there for her whenever she called, but that wouldn't be the case anymore. It stung a bit...but she was happy for him. They were..best friends after all. ::

"I hope Kate doesn't mind that I whisked you away to a highly publicized gala this evening. That's all I need....[changing the tone of her voice] 'Global bitch, Ava Cassadine, steals away England's sweetheart from multi-billionare heart throb. [chuckling, Ava shook her head, hearing the headlines now.]"

James: "So you think i'm a heart throb, huh? [grinning, seeing Ava narrow her eyes into an icy glare.] Of course Kate doesn't mind. She knows about our relationship...in fact, she INSISTED I come here tonight."

:: As James spoke about Kate, Ava was slightly jealous...although she would never admit it to him or to herself for that matter. Giving him a somewhat forced smile, Ava nodded. "Well...she sounds like a wonderful woman. We'll all have to get acquainted sometime soon." Seeing James smile, it was obvious he was happy, which made Ava happy. Giving him a smile back, finally, Ava heard Morgan's door open, causing her to look in that direction. Seeing Morgan and Nicolas exit the dressing room, they both looked lovely together. A perfect match, really. ::

"You both look gorgeous. Your dress is devine, Morgan."

:: Glancing to James, Ava gestured out to both Morgan and Nicolas. ::

"James, i'd like to introduce you to Morgan Victoria and Nicolas King, associates of mine. Morgan, Nicolas, this is a James Broslin...an old acquaintence of mine."

:: James extended his hand out to Nicolas, giving him a firm shake and a polite smile. "Good to meet you, Nicolas." Extending his hand out to Morgan, he took her hand more gently, giving her a slight bow and smile. "Ms. Victoria, it's a pleasure. I must say, you photos don't do you justice." A polite compliment on his behalf, James was quite aware from Nicolas' stance that Morgan was very much taken by this young gentleman. He wasn't trying to impose in any way. "I have to applaud you and your teams efforts to raise awareness for breast cancer; this project is outstanding. My mother passed away 15 years ago to the disease, so i'm very passionate about the cause myself. I will definitely be giving a heafty donation in her name this evening." Ava gave James' forearm a tight squeeze, knowing how hard the loss of his mother was on him. He had never truly gotten over it, or forgave himself for not being there when she died. ::

:: Interrupted by another assistant, this one informed both Morgan and Ava that Madonna was now ready to walk the red carpet. Looking to Morgan, Ava gave her a small smile. ::

"Ready?"
 
As Nicolas was savoring his exchange with Morgan, Ava opened the door and complimented them. Nicolas turned and smiled widely to her.

Look at you! You are truly a GODDESS, Ava. Thank you for allowing us mere mortals to stand alongside you.

An inside joke that he offered as a compliment as they stood there. He greeted her date who was well known to Nicolas, especially since they had cooperative and lucrative business interests, though they had never PERSONALLY met. He was about to chide Ava about hiding him for this long when he realized from the thoughts that radiated from this Mr. Broslin that he was an opportunity lost for Ava. He kept up his good cheer and continued as the helpers came in, telling them that it was time to go.

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Mike was back at work, coordinating the drivers he had selected for this night with the personal security detail, of which he would run point. He ran through his checks and balances and shifted staff accordingly. He was much more at ease now than at the photo shoot, but he was not one to take chances. He re-checked his personal arsenal and began to shadow the celebrity group...
 
<< as Delilah answered the phone, Morgan smiled as her dear friend raved about the hair and make up people she sent over to give Delilah the super model treatment.>>

It's my pleasure Delilah. you're family and you deserve nothing less than the best.

<< she smiled as she said this, looking at herself in the mirror again, Morgan couldnt help but feel so happy inside. it was nights like this that she could truly come alive...and at least for awhile FORGET about being "Spellbinder". and to share this with her friends, her family...that made it sweeter.>>

<< as Delilah informed her that she was preparing to leave, Morgan nodded.>>

I would have sent you an escalade stretch but i know you prefer to drive yourself.

<< Delilah always preferred to be as practical and self reliant as she could be, but she was adapting well to the glamor and glitz that abounded in Illustra.>>

Do me a favor on your way down, please check on Haleigh and make sure she's okay...and en route.....with all that's happened..she's had alot to process. but her people are here, making sure that our images and presentation are captured in the best possible light. she deserves to share in the night's festivities as well.

<< she and Delilah bid farewell for now and Morgan handed her phone off to her assistant as she emerged from her dressing suite to find Nicolas in the hall with Ava and a handsome gentleman. Ava complimented Morgan and she looked Ava over with a smile of approval.>>

and you look stunning this evening Ava. that dress is PERFECT for you.

<< as Ava introduced her longtime friend, Morgan looked upon him and smiled cordially. the smile widened as he complimented her on her presence and beauty, taking her hand and offering a gentleman's greeting.>>

why, thank you james!

<< nodded graciously as he released her hand.>>

It's a pleasure meeting you as well.

<< as he went on to express his appreciation of the cause that tonight's evening would benefit, took his hand and squeezed it.>>

I'm very sorry for your loss. My mother suffered from a breast cancer scare 10 years ago...but i thank you for attending this evening and helping to push awareness and the fight against breast cancer.I am quite sure that you do your mother's memory such honor with this.

<< as she released his hand, she smiled with sincerity>>




<< Liz Rosenburg appears and is carrying an digital image "clip board", and has an ear piece in her ear.>>

Liz: darlings, you look marvelous, but there's no point in wasting your looks back here. come on to the limo's. Madonna is ready to roll.

<< she and two assistants who quickly respond to her signal, move them along.>>

Nicolas, James, you will wait with Guy Ritchie along "the wall" where the ladies will eventually join you for your barrage of photo ops for the papparazzi and fans. but the maiden "Walk" is strictly for Madonna, Morgan and Ava.

<< the women were helped into their limos and Nicolas and James were spirited away to their destination. it was show time.>>
 
[ Delilah assured Morgan that she would indeed check in on Haleigh, popped her cell phone into her bag and headed out to the living room. Colin in tow, she made her way to the elevator and pressed the button for Haleigh's floor. She politely asked Colin to wait at the elevator while she knocked on Haleigh's door. ]
 
flashbulbs

<< the final preparations were laid and the limos stratgetically looped around via "side streets" to now appear on the main road, driving slowly as police blocked off traffic all around. many other local and high profile celebrities from the entertainment industry had arrived and made thier entrance, but it was time for the grand entrance of the the stars of the evening.>>

<< as the limos rolled up slowly, the crowd began to grow in its din of noise and anticipation. all three women appeared simultaneously from each of their opened doors, stepping out in their individual style as flashbubls from cameras created a near WHITE OUT effect and screams and cheers and clapping could be heard.>>

<< Madonna stepped forward, taking the center of the red carpet in a tastefully cleavage bearing beautifull white backless versace gown that fit her frame perfectly. complete with a wrap. Madonna had been a long time fan and maven of the house of Versace ...both Gianni and Donatella and to wear a Versace design tonight for her was very important. she motioned for her friends, Morgan and Ava to join her and they did so, flaking the icon perfectly. While Morgan was herself an internationally recognized woman in the fashion industry...even SHE knew that Madonna would "eclipse" her in some way and that was fine with her. This evening was near and dear to Madonna's heart...as her own mother had been taken from her by breast cancer as well.>>

<< fans were reaching out from both sides, clamoring for a view where more photogs snapped, and papparazzi filmed. the three women walked together, slowly, methodically....showing their individual style and beauty and bringing them together much to the delight of all.>>

<< finally, they reached "the wall" where many others had passed before, to talk their more intimate photo ops for the higher end magazines and news media outlets. each woman would now be greeted by their male companion/escort...posing together as a group, then for side by side couple shots and some fun, flirty poses.>>

<< Morgan trusted that Ava would be able flow in this moment, while she and madonna had both done this hundreds of times...only in morgan's case it was always with BORIS KODJOE and now it was Nicolas. this was his second major media exposure with Morgan, the first being his premier in Tempo magazine as Illustra's new male signature super model. >>
 
the red carpet

<< for Morgan, the first thing to do was to extend one of her trademark long, smooth flawless legs from the limo and as she did so, this signaled to many of her fans that she had made the scene at least. as she emerged from the limo she took a moment to stand posed and looking detached, as any super model worth her salt would, this allowed those "fresh out the limo" shots and for Madonna and Ava to do theirs as well.>>

<< Madonna stepped forward, looking for all the world like a celebrity comet that had just blazed across the scene. when the cue came, Morgan walked forward and met Madonna on her right while Ava met her on the left.>>

<< the women walked with their arms wrapped around each other, before stopping for a group hug pose and several other "charlie's angels-esque" moments. anytime the world of music and fashion came together it was a big thing and Ava was a highly controversial figure herself...and here she was, with Madonna and Morgan Victoria...it signaled that they didnt care what the critics said. it was classic Madonna and Morgan was ALWAYS one for thumbing her nose at the critics and tabloids.>>

<< as they made their walk, a lesser trained model or a plain amateur would have been blinded by the wave of flashbulb lights going off, but Morgan didnt flinch, waver or Blink. she looked knowingly, giving sultry looks, lofty glances and other little moves as they went along, finally meeting their men at "the wall" for more group shots, couple shots and other "playfull moments".>>

<< Nicolas knew to follow Morgan's cues for poses. He would know just where to stand, how to be near or further from, when/where to touch, hold...and finally a moment he might not have ever imagined in his youth....standing there in the company of a super model and a global pop icon along with a goddess/heiress.>>

<< Morgan didnt say anything to Nicolas. there was no time really, but her moves were fluent, her body language said enough and she did set up a picture of them looking at each other, hand in hand....which would lead to that NEVER ENDING speculation..."are they fashion's new IT couple"?>>

<< once inside, Morgan, Ava and Madonna would leave their men and their friends behind, to prepare for the evening's productions. the members of the six and personally invited guests all had V.I.P seating in the parthenon's grand crystal ballroom.>>
 
Haleigh leaned against the island counter in the kitchen, staring ahead at a revolving engagement ring in the air in front of her. Zach's ring. She'd taken it off days ago, and had to fight the urge to drop it in the garbage disposal. She had left it on the counter, and immersed herself for the past few days in cleaning up the catastrophe that was her loft and then helping draw out plans and making arrangements for Cameron's new residence floor. But now she had a spare moment, standing there in the flowing red gown [front, back] that she was going to wear to the gala, and she just kind of stared absently at it. In her hand she had Patrick's ring.... still attached to the necklace she'd put it on so long ago and apparently cleaned and removed from the pond Haleigh'd left it in. Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" played gently on the sounds system throughout Haleigh's loft, echoing her pensive mood. She compared the rings.... Zach's was much bigger and clearly more expensive but for all it was worth, it might as well have been made of cubic zirconia in Haleigh's eyes. Patrick's ring was much more beautiful.... more meaningful.

There was a knock at the door, and Haleigh looked beyond the rings to the front entrance.... and after a few seconds of intense focus, THROUGH the door.... to see Delilah. Haleigh looked at the clock on the stove top.... Delilah was checking in on her on the way to the Gala.... it was time to leave.... Haleigh was slightly reluctant to go out in public... the LAST TIME she had she'd found over a dozen dead bodies and a rather psychotic adversary.... but this benefit was a GOOD thing and as Haleigh's photography company was covering the event, it wasn't like Haleigh had no reason to be there. Not only THAT.... but it WAS a benefit for breast cancer and that was as GOOD a cause as any to get back out in public for.

Unlike her comrades, Haleigh had no escort for the night.... she was going alone.... she needed to absolve herself of Zach and she didn't need some other man to do it. She shut off the music and the lights and answered the door, giving Delilah a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine, you know. Just as I was yesterday when Ava came to check in on me, and the day before with Cameron.... and the day before THAT with Morgan herself. It's nice that you all care.... really.... but you needn't worry. I already HAD the breakdown.... I'm RECOVERING now. I promise."

She said, giving the former cop a little wink and letting her know that she'd be following Delilah and her date in her OWN car, primarily because she knew it'd be awkward to ride with him, but also because she wanted to prove she could function on her own. It was the same reason she'd sent away Morgan's stylists and done her OWN hair and makeup.
 
[ Delilah smiled - it was good to see Haleigh doing well at least outwardly. She held up her hands as Haleigh pre-emptively answered her question. ]

"Hey, I didn't say anything."

[ She turned to go but spoke over her shoulder to Haleigh. ]

"You look great by the way."

[ They made their way downstairs and into their respective cars. Delilah let Colin drive even though they took HER car. Pulling up to the Parthenon, Delilah waited for her date to open her door for her before getting out. She handed the valet key to the attendant and took Colin's arm and entered the building. ]

"Whoa..."

[ The Parthenon looked even more lavish than usual - Morgan and Ava had really outdone themselves. Clearly no expense had been spared to make this event as glamourous as possible as befitted its guest of honor. They paused at the entrance to the ballroom, waiting for Haleigh to arrive, and in the meantime Delilah craned her neck trying to catch a glimpse of Morgan or Ava. ]
 
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