The Parthenon

[Seer]

And so...

<< the day passess. The Six and their allies prepare for the festivities at the Parthenon. With Spellbinder's stepping discs, they are afforded the luxury of leaving later than any normal circumstance would require and that's a good thing, as Karen, Blaze and Morgan help a fussy Delilah get glammed up for the evening. She thinks it's a lost cause, in spite of the beautiful gown, personally designed by Sally Spectra, for her pregnant frame that was shipped priority to Melrose Place.>>

<< Still the mother and sisters help and encourage Delilah, who has always been her own worst critic.>>

<< Soon, everyone is ready dressed to thrill and/or kill! Out in the courtyard everyone gathers and soon, Cass, escorted by Silver Swan join them. Despite a few catty exchanges between Morgan and Cass, Michael, Nicolas, Karen and Sharon ALL intercede to keep things calm with Nicolas especially welcoming Cass into the group and Karen remarking how good it was of her to respond to the invitation to join them for this evening's festivities. Sharon nods with agreement and stands unwavering in her advocacy of Cass, forcing Morgan and Delilah to step back on their disapproval...for now.>>

<< All is ready...and yet...all is NOT what it seems.>>

<< In the twinkling of Morgan's violet eye, a large stepping disc opens and they are teleported from the west to east coast into the Parthenon, each person (or couple) arriving in the reserved suites to allow for last minute preparations.>>

<< Morgan will not be sitting with most of the group, nor will Blaze or Nicolas. Karen, Michael, Delilah, Sharon, Cass, NOW joined by a recently arrived Alison and Ava, who are equally dressed for the occasion, are all sitting in a reserved, luxurious box seat area, one of only a handful in the famed CRYSTAL ROOM of the Parthenon. It is stocked with all the comforts and needs required by those it is reserved for and gives a perfect uninterrupted view in the theatre.>>

<< This evening, the Crystal Room has been transformed from the theatre/media event room into a dazzling fashion show venue complete with gleaming catwalk, a large Media Screen in the backdrop and several smaller "floating" screens around the Crystal Room.>>

<< Cameron King, Morgan Victoria, Sally Spectra, Nicolas King and Dominique Deveraux are among the highlights of the evening's roster.>>

<< Each person prepares and adjusts in his/ her own way as things are soon to begin. The theatre fills with guests. a who's who across multiple industries and associations, including many celebrities that have worked with Morgan in the past under Illustra or worn designs by Spectra Couture and the V.I.P. of the Parthenon.>>

<< Karen, Michael, Sharon, Delilah and Cass, joined by Alison and Ava all seat themselves in their luxury V.I.P. box and talk amongst one another as they wait. Delilah is BLISSFULLY unaware of what weighs on the minds and hearts of her friends and Six family. But Alison, despite her overall flawless look, appears pale in the face and looks unwell. This is a big moment for her brother...but she seems terribly disconnected. The same can be said for Karen, while Ava seems a bit...tense and distracted.>>

<< the proper reunion amongst the Six family will come later on...but for now...they sit amongst all the glamor and anticipation, and they chat, waiting for the the event to begin.>>

<< they are not the only ones preparing for special, one-time, events this evening. far from it.>>

<< Mystic chimes sound off. ZOOM AWAY from the Parthenon, outside the hotel, away from the city, up to the daker skies>>

<< FLASH!>>


<< THE UNDERWORLD>>

<<A place beyond the boundaries of mortal convention time and space. A place as dreadful and terrible as it is ancient. With further movement into this terrible place, with further descent, each realm that manifests is more terrifying than the next.>>

<<Many souls of the dead, whether blessed or damned, have passed through and some still remain. Some are destined for a lifetime in the Fields of Punishmenet, while others are sent to the Isle of the Blessed.>>

<< Some souls, are more charged, more powerful than others, due to the force of will possessed by the being. CIRCE is among those rare and dangerous elite. She vexed the earth in both the Olympian and modern times. Originally annointed Hecate's high priestess and hard campaigned avatar, her treachery soon became apparent. Her terror and bloodshed crossed time and space. She was soon opposed by the Six, who were aided by the Amazons, and ultimately she was Beheaded and Damned by Hecate for betrayal most foul, she was cast into the underworld, to the fields of punishment. But neither Hades nor any other LESSER being there could contain or dominate her. Even in death and beyond, she was a force of nature. With time and calculation, she soon managed to find her way down the most central and prominent passage of the Underworld, the River Styx and found less chaotic refuge on Gorgon's Island. This mysterious island, surrounded by mists and crowned by a MASSIVE, vine covered classic greek temple, was accented by haunting reminders of visitors (both intended and not) who had met their terrifying end at the hands of the Isle's lone and implacable creature, MEDUSA. Medusa had at least ONE thing in common with Circe. She too had been damned by an Olympian, specifically Athena. Now mute and grotesque beyond measure, but also a DEADLY hunter and archer, Medusa silently stalks and creeps across the temple of the isle and all about are signs of her hunts and conquests...statues of individuals...who were once LIVE...their faces now forever frozen in painful terror, some of whom are even covered in vines. In addition to being a deadly huntress, she also gained the power to turn anyone unfortunate to look her in the eye into stone. >>

<< CIRCE, a clever, resourcesful woman, was hardly afraid of Medusa and in fact, managed to establish a level of communication with the creature on a telepathic level. Making her an offer "she couldn't refuse"...all part of her ultimate plan. A plan that is NOW mere hours away from it's dawn! For all this time Circe's restless, vengeful soul bidded its time, slowly building up strength, planning, plotting, WAITING and now...just as the RED MOON had come, so now comes the BLUE MOON and the magicks, particularly those from HECATE'S bloodline, are ebbing away from Earth, crossing the now weakenedd viel between Earth and the Underworld, were an eager and driven Circe begins to TAKE IN that power....>>

 

[Circe]

Final preparations

:: HOW LONG had it been!? HOW LONG since the moment she was humiliated! Her plans opposed by the annoying RABBLE, those wretched mortals, THE SIX? And then...to be completely STRIPPED of what was rightfully hers, the heritage and power of HECATE only then to lose her head...her GLORIOUS body!?::

::Some hurts, some wounds, some offenses will NEVER go away. Not even in DEATH or the afterlife! Not even in a place like the Underworld::

:: Circe had seen it all...and many people that were here, SHE put here many moons ago. Her power and terror spread so far and wide that men suspected ANY woman could be circe. The violence and battle between the sexes was at one of its worst levels in history. Then, that interferring wench Persephone and her rat tag group of mortals dared to insert themselves in the matter of her conquest, Pandora's Box.::

::She'd caused so much grief and strife even among the Olympians and no one, not even Hades DARED to confront her upon her most recent stay in the underworld. She vanquished any lesser being who tried and eventually found "peace" on the isle of the gorgon, AFTER she fended off the pestilence of Medusa and struck a DEAL with the creature, essentially making Medusa one of many pawns in Circe's service through the eons.::

:: Time passed, she slowly regained more and more strength and footing. Waiting...and now, the eve of the BLUE MOON was at hand! Already the magicks did flow from Earth and into her waiting, open arms. SHe was once again approaching the cusp of being the "goddess level sorceress" she had once been and what would she DO with this power??::

:: Within the ancient, dimly lit halls of this haunting temple, Circe had established her stronghold in the throne room, a large room with an ornamental pool, walls adroned with torches that still housed flames, writings, inscriptions and symbols on the walls and pillars and yes, even a few petrified visitors foolish enough to have come here only to be confronted by Medusa. NOW, THIS particular area was OFF LIMITS to Medusa.::

:: Circe sits on her stone, vine covered thrown. Sitting sideways with her long legs drapped over one end while she lays back letting her long dark purple hair fall down behind her. She wears a sexier version ofo the same long, luxurious gown she was known for wearing during her time on Aerie, which has a high split hemline to reveal her legs and shapely form. Both wrists are adorned with several exquiste gold bangle bracelets.::

:: She looks more vital than she has in AGES and tonight it is most appearent. Still she looks VERY unhappy as she waits...until FINALLY::

[a small, lowly creature, an imp gingerly creeps into the throne room, carrying something covered under a cloth]

Imp: M...Mistress?

CIRCE: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?

Imp: Begging your pardon and forgiveness, mistress...but I ....I have the image you asked for!

CIRCE: WELL BRING IT HERE!


:: the imp takes several nervous steps forward, finally reaching her. She sits up right and impatiently reaches out, SNATCHING the cloth away as the imp flinches. Reavealed is....::

CIRCE: Hmmmm...yes, this is PERFECT!


:: an EXACT small scale replica of Minerva's Aerie AND the mansion. exact even to the smallest details. Circe directs the imp to set it down on the stone alter nearby::

CIRCE: It has taken SO MUCH TIME and PAINSTAKING ENERGY! BUT AT LAST, IT IS COMPLETE AND READY!

:: She laughts with satisfaction before fixing her violet eyes on the shaking Imp::

Circe: Do you know what I'd like you to do now???
:: She says in a coaxing, leading tone::

Imp: ...well...no mistress??


CIRCE: GET OUTTTTTT!

:: She SCREAMS with such force as mystic chimes, a lower toned version of the ones associated with SPELLBINDER, sound off. The Imp, who's heart nearly FAILS him as the sorceress bellows, DASHES out of the throne room::

Hmph.

:: She turns her gaze back to the replica of Minerva's aerie and mansion::

Perfect!

With this pretty little toy, I shall seal the DOOM of Minerva's Aerie, the mansion AND it's current "mistress"...along with those arrogant little INSECTS, THE SIX !

:: She looks up through a large carved out viewing hole in the ceiling to the chaotic, eerie skies above the temple outside::

And when the Blue Moon finally dawns on earth, TONIGHT, NO POWER they possess will be able to stop ME!

:: she laughs haughtily as spirits of the weak and the damned cry and echo through the many halls of the dimly lit temple.::

 

[Rampage]

Parthenon backstage

DAMN I look good!

Nicolas already knew he was beautiful. He was a fucking GOD. And while he had his own share of modesty courtesy of Gustav's upbringing...let's be real, Nicolas KNEW he was the shit. Even Morgan could not help but spend some time worshiping his body whenever they got together.

Wearing the first of a 3-suit ensemble he was ready to knock them fucking dead, hear his Auntie D sing, save the world and get back to regular life. He knew it would not be that easy of course, but Barbas had shown him what could happen when one is consumed by fear or dread. So he planned to enjoy all the good and defeat the bad with equal ferocity.

It was almost time. It had been a while since he did it but on a hunch he reached out himself. No Isis. No Nut. But he felt Set JUST FINE. Damn.

Oh well...game time.

 

[Prophet]

As Dominique gave him much to think about in regards to entering into the Hellfire Club's Inner Circle, the two finished their meeting and parted ways, both retiring to their Executive Suites within the Parthenon Hotel to get ready for what would be a very exciting event for them all. Cameron quickly showered, changing into a suit that Sally Spectra had designed for him specifically for the event, a mixture of professional business attire but in a hue that was a little more fun and appropriate for night time wear.

Once again unlocking his safe, he slipped his go to Rolex on his wrist, an Oyster 42 mm, white gold watch that often got him a lot of compliments, spritzed on a bit of his signature cologne and began to head down to the events. On the way down to the elevator he did some phone work double checking The Six as well as his sister had arrived, and ensuring that everything was in place. As the Elevator doors opened, he made his way slowly to the Crystal Room, taking his opportunity on the Red Carpet to pose for various photographs as he soon found himself backstage behind the theater stage, taking a moment to look at the hustle and bustle of models running around and various people with headsets yelling non descript commands at unseen people.

Getting past the chaos that was any event, no matter how organized, he entered one of the makeshift "dressing rooms" where he would find Morgan, Nicolas and Blaze all preparing for what was about to transpire.

"Friends! It's good to see you! Are we ready to do this?"

He walked up to Morgan and embraced her in a deep and encompassing hug, GENUINELY excited to see her.

"You look stunning as always, Morgan.."

He moved on to Blaze, embracing her in a hug and kisses her on the cheek.

"And Blaze, you never fail to surprise me with your looks. Very "hot" indeed..."

And finally he moved to Nicolas, giving him a firm but friendly handshake before pulling him into a "bro-mance" type hug.

"Once again, King. Good to see ya, man! The hearts of women everywhere are melting as we speak..."

He took a seat in one of the plush leather chairs.

"I am very excited for tonight's event..."

Cameron made no mention of what was about to transpire with the Blue Moon because he knew and could visibly tell that Morgan was out of sorts and he wanted only to focus on the task at hand, maintain some form of normalcy until the time came for them to go to Aerie.

"Is there anything we need to go over?"

 

[Rampage]

And finally he moved to Nicolas, giving him a firm but friendly handshake before pulling him into a "bro-mance" type hug.

"Once again, King. Good to see ya, man! The hearts of women everywhere are melting as we speak..."

He took a seat in one of the plush leather chairs.

"I am very excited for tonight's event..."

Cameron made no mention of what was about to transpire with the Blue Moon because he knew and could visibly tell that Morgan was out of sorts and he wanted only to focus on the task at hand, maintain some form of normalcy until the time came for them to go to Aerie.

"Is there anything we need to go over?"

Just stay close by, no clubbing after wards without us.

Nicolas smiled and winked.

And check out Mike in the VIP area. He has an itinerary.

Mike was indeed in the VIP area with the rest of the Six not participating in this. He was standing, watching, and wearing his armor under his suit. Madelyn and his stun batons were hidden under the table and he had his .50 cals and ammo strategically placed as well. he did indeed have an itinerary, a plan for how they were gonna protect the sorceresses should something happen. Sharon, Cass, Nicolas and Blaze knew already. Cameron was the last part. And the sorceresses had not been bothered with such details as of yet. Nic and Mike made this plan with a focus towards limiting their concerns going into this show.

 

[MorningStar]

Melrose Place, Apartment #1 to the Parthenon

“I look ridiculous.”

Morgan and Blaze had practically FORCED Delilah into her dress, and she was not happy.

“I am a house.”

Delilah tugged at the fabric of the blue Sally Spectra gown, draped strategically to hide her bulging stomach.

“I’m hot and my back hurts.”

She was grouchy. Going to an event filled with models and celebrities was NOT what she wanted to do while looking like a beached whale. But Morgan gets what Morgan wants, so she waddled her way out into the courtyard with the others.

“Oh, like a stepping disc isn’t going to make me puke. Terrific.”

Upon arrive at the Crystal Room, Delilah found a chair, and sat down heavily.

She grumbled.

“God, and I can’t even have a BEER.” She snapped her fingers, flagging down a uniformed server.

"Get me a chocolate milkshake, pronto."

Delilah pouted and crossed her arms over her ample (even more than normal) chest. She just wanted it to be over.

 

[Firebird]

The Parthenon- Backstage

The excitement of the evening was all around Blaze, but her sister, Morg, was definitely not herself and so she needed all the help she could get. Blaze filled in the gaps for Morgan with Cameron as necessary.

Blaze herself was glammed out in a luxurious red gown designed by, who else?, Sally Spectra. All of the main players in tonight's show were clothed by Ms. Spectra's designs. It was part of the deal between Morgan and Cameron and it was perfect. This dress had a longer hemline than Blaze would have preferred, but for the tone of this evening, elegance was required and Firebird could adapt to ANY fashion situation, just like her inspiration and big sister, Morgan.

She filled out her gown with curves in all the right places. With her ipad in hand, she stood back stage, pulling up information as needed, coordinating the models and other business matters on the Spectra side of this operation.

She found Nicolas, vainly checking himself out in the mirror. She lifted one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows as her apple green eyes flashed with amusement at this.

"Okay DIVO, get out of the mirror!"

Stepping over and bumping into Nicolas on purpose and catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror

"I am just TOO HOT to share this mirror with ANYONE else!"

She laughed.

"You look good, Chocolate Kiss. Sally's gonna like what she sees! We're all wearing her special designs tonight, including Cameron."

And as if on cue...

Friends! It's good to see you! Are we ready to do this?"

Blaze eyed Cameron before smirking a bit.

"Wow, you clean up nice!"

And Blaze, you never fail to surprise me with your looks. Very "hot indeed..."

"Thanks, Cam! You've really stepped up this evening. I know Morg appreciates it..."

Looking on as Cam and Nic speak to each other, Blaze was well aware of the emergency plans Michael and Nic had created in case something happened here at the Parthenon. Blaze was assigned to protect her ailing sister and she wouldnt have it any other way. That's another reason why she would remain back stage, waiting in the wings and keeping a watchful eye.

Morgan finally appears back stage. Several of the crew make audible sounds of approval while Blaze whistles!

"Alright DIVA!"

 

[Spellbinder]

The Parthenon backstage

<< Morgan had cleaned up, refreshed herself and had the Spectra make-up team touch and retouch her make up and hair after slipping into her beautiful accented dress designed by Sally Spectra, complete with diamond cuff bracelets and chandelier earrings along with coordinating high heels.>>

<< To be drapped in couture again, in NYC just blocks away from where her OWN original fashion empire, ILLUSTRA used to be. It made her misty eyed, on TOP of how out of sorts she was already feeling due to the prelude to the BLUE MOON.>>

<< Thankfully, her sister Blaze, along with a thoughtful Cameron, were picking up her unintentional slack. She would not fail tonight. She was returning Cameron's baby back to him while being given the chance to get her's again, and making this a show stopping media event for Spectra that the fashion and media industry would be talking about for the rest of the year and beyond that.>>

<< she breathed in and stepped forward, appearing before her sister, Nicolas and Cameron along with other crew and models back stage. They're reaction was an indication she must have managed to pull it together enough to look decent!>>

<< She smiled as she air kissed with her sister>>

Thank you, sis. You're looking pretty amazing yourself!

<< Nicolas>>

Careful now...these are real diamonds and sapphires on this dress. I see Sally Spectra dressed you, Nicolas. Not too shabby

<< hugging him close and VERY light kiss on the lips. She doesnt wanat to have to reapply her lipstick again >>

And you too, Cam.

<< Cameron.>>

You look amazing, Cameron. I almost don't know who I'm looking at...and yet, I wouldnt be here tonight doing this with anyone else BUT you. You've come a long way kiddo, no longer that obnoxious boy that i....

<< the BOTH remembered the night the inferno began and what led up to it>>

You're a man now and you've earned my respect.

<< She kisses him gently on the cheek>>

Alison is here watching and even though she's not feeling well either, I know she's proud of you.

We'll knock 'em dead tonight.

<< Blaze quickly goes over last minute details with Morgan, running down some images and notes on the ipad>>

"Is there anything we need to go over?"

Everything on Spectra's end is in place. THe video reel is ready, the models are in their places...

 

[Sally Spectra]

Parthenon- House of Spectra

Is there anything else we need to go over?

"There certainly IS, my good man!"

That saucy, contralto voice could only belong to one woman. Sally Spectra! The Grand Dame of the House of Spectra was in attendance tonight to help celebrate the changing of the guard and to showcase Spectra's continued innovation and dominance in the world of fashion.

Members of the crew and staff clapped and cheered as she walked forward, in a striking red dress of her own designs that perfectly fit and flattered her mature, curvy, fuller figure, showing off playfull, sassy peak of buxom cleavage, which she now shakes and shimmmies for the boys, winking at them.

"Hold it RIGHT THERE boys!"

She commands to Cameron and Nicolas.

"I want to see for MYSELF how my designs look on you."

Morgan: Now Sally, << Morgan says playfully>> You personallly took their measurements before you put these together! << Blaze giggles>>

"Morgan, honey, a designer ALWAYS checks her work, at ALL stages!"

Winking at Morgan who smiled knowingly as Sally circled around Nicolas and Cameron.

"Hmmm not bad, not bad!"

She GOOSES Cameron.

"I certainly got THAT part right on the pants! Honey, whatever you're eating...keep at it. Last time I saw you, I was worried...I changed tires that weren't as flat as you!"

"Nicolas, DARLING!"

Leaning up on tip toe of her high heel to steal a kiss from him.

"Now stop toying with me, my dear boy. You know I like a bit of MUSCLE!"

Nicolas happily obligies, as he flexes his right arm and makes a muscle. Sally "cops a feel" and squeezes it.

"Morgan,

Pretending to whisper


how can you stand it? I don't know whether to leave them on him or rip them off? I could really go either way!"

Morgan blushes a bit as Blaze snickers, watching Nicolas and Cameron's reactions.

"Alright boys and girls! You all look at STUNNING. I wouldnt expect anything LESS from anyone wearing my designs. Now, let's get this show on the road!"

Blaze: 5 minutes until show time guys! Dominique is on the other side of the stage. She's up first, she opens, greets the audience, introduces Sally who is esorted by Cam and Nic. Sally plugs the Parthenon and Spectra and introduces Morgan, who hands off to Cameron. There's a promotional push using video for parthenon/zenith/spectra, music and spectra models, Sally, Cam, Nic, Morg and Dominique close the show and we're DONE!


"Some one get me a flute of champange?! I've been standing here for five minutes and I'm dry! What's the matter here!"

Sally adds!

 

[Rampage]

"Okay DIVO, get out of the mirror!"

Stepping over and bumping into Nicolas on purpose and catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror

"I am just TOO HOT to share this mirror with ANYONE else!"

You DO look pretty good there. I yield the glass to the redhead with more booty than I expected.

Nicolas tickles Blaze's side as he turns to take in Morgan. DAMN she was fine. Now he was mad at Circe for messing up his chance to take that dress off her and make love in a bed of diamonds and sapphires. Old enemies suck.

<< she breathed in and stepped forward, appearing before her sister, Nicolas and Cameron along with other crew and models back stage. They're reaction was an indication she must have managed to pull it together enough to look decent!>>

<< She smiled as she air kissed with her sister>>

Thank you, sis. You're looking pretty amazing yourself!

<< Nicolas>>

Careful now...these are real diamonds and sapphires on this dress. I see Sally Spectra dressed you, Nicolas. Not too shabby

<< hugging him close and VERY light kiss on the lips. She doesnt wanat to have to reapply her lipstick again >>

He kissed her back and took a second before letting go, making sure to get a light caress of the hips on the way out. He KNEW they were real jewels, he shipped them in special FOR Sally. They looked as good on the dress as Sally said they would. Speaking of Sally...

"Hold it RIGHT THERE boys!"

She commands to Cameron and Nicolas.

"I want to see for MYSELF how my designs look on you."

Morgan: Now Sally, << Morgan says playfully>> You personallly took their measurements before you put these together! << Blaze giggles>>

"Morgan, honey, a designer ALWAYS checks her work, at ALL stages!"

Winking at Morgan who smiled knowingly as Sally circled around Nicolas and Cameron.

"Hmmm not bad, not bad!"

She GOOSES Cameron.

"I certainly got THAT part right on the pants! Honey, whatever you're eating...keep at it. Last time I saw you, I was worried...I changed tires that weren't as flat as you!"

Nicolas could not help but smile at Sally's brashness. She was a ego boost and...why not? It did him no harm to have fun with an exciting, rich and well-maintained woman, even if she WAS old enough to be his Mom and more.

"Nicolas, DARLING!"

Leaning up on tip toe of her high heel to steal a kiss from him.

"Now stop toying with me, my dear boy. You know I like a bit of MUSCLE!"

Nicolas, laughing by now, happily obliges, filling his suit sleeve and then some with his biceps bulge. Sally was only too happy to enjoy caressing his muscle with her manicured nails.

"Morgan,

Pretending to whisper


how can you stand it? I don't know whether to leave them on him or rip them off? I could really go either way!"

Morgan blushed deeply as Nicolas made a face of mock surprise. She always knew how to keep the situation loose and fun. It was a part both of her charm and of her skill in pulling these off.

"Alright boys and girls! You all look at STUNNING. I wouldnt expect anything LESS from anyone wearing my designs. Now, let's get this show on the road!"

Nicolas checked himself once again before setting up where he was to be. He gave Cameron a pound and then prepared to take Sally Spectra's right arm to escort her out onto the stage with Cameron to her left.

 

[Silver Swan]

[By now, thanks to exposure to the Purple Ray on Themyscira to help balance her natural physiology with the tremendous changes wrought by Mystech, along with in depth Amazon training and mental discipline techniques, Sharon had mastered the curious and beautiful ability to shift and alter the molecular structure of the armour on her body, rearranging it into any number of ways and appearences, including different styles of clothing.]

[ For this evening, she was the only one NOT wearing a design by Sally Spectra, but she felt she did a pretty decent job of coming up with something suitable for the occassion and even accessorized. The silver dress flattered her tall, statuesque figure and she kept her hairstyle simple swept over do.]

[ She was as stylish as anyone else in the group, though she observed the choice of wardrobe for some others here in the Parthenon this evening and wondered if they had no sense of pride, let alone style. Still, she did not concern herself with the strangers. Her mind was on those in her group. She certainly hoped the evening would go smoothly, but with the threat of Circe looming, she had commanded a small flock of birds to keep watch around the Parthenon outside at different vantage points. If anything was to happen or suddenly change that the birds could sense was unnatural, Sharon would know it. If any bestiamorphs should show up, the birds would alert Sharon as well. This was part of Michael's "security" plan for the team.]

[ She was also assigned to guard and protect Delilah, who was in no condition to do any fighting. Very FEW things or people would be able to get past Sharon if they were trying to harm Delilah. But at the moment, Delilah was not very happy at all. Despite looking radiant and beautiful in the gown Sally Spectra made for her, her body was rebelling against her and she was in a state of discontent]

[ After bellowing for a milkshake and consuming it rather quickly, Sharon already managed to make several key adjustments to the structure of Delilah's seat to help her be more comfortable. ]

[But now...]

Delilah, you're internal rhythms are fluctuating and your heart rate is up. You're body's reacting to the stimulus of pain, which my sonar detects is emanating from your lower back. I can alleviate this pain with several low intensity sonic pulses that will gently encourage the baby to shift in such a way that the pressure will be lifte. Come with me.

[ She stands up, ignoring Delilah's protests, knowing that the woman is in pain and needs relief, as she helps/lifts Delilah up with easy and providing solid support]

Karen, would you please make some adjustments to additions I've added to this seat for when Delilah returns?

Karen: Of course, Sharon. And i've brought the soothing/cooling elixir as well as the camomile based elixir to help her calm and regulate her temperaure.

Sharon: Excellent. Michael. Please see that no Staff enters this Box while I am peforming the sonic pulse stimulation on Delilah.

[ And with that, Sharon escorts Delilah over to an area behind a curtain in the box area. ]

Lean just a bit and place your hands against the wall. Do not worry about how you look. Just do as I say.

[Silver Sawn gives Delilah a moment, before focusing on the target area and releasing two sets of 3 low intensity sonic pulses. The sound is like a soft wind chime of sorts. They achieve the desired effect as the baby moves and shifts just the way Sharon expected it would.]

There.

[ She firmly takes hold of Delilah and sraightens her back with just the right application of hold and pressure to provide her further relief]

Are you ready to return to your seat?

 

[Shadow Weaver]

The Parthenon- Box seat

<< Karen had been rather off balance this evening. Several times Michael had to steady her. She was doing a good job of hiding it, but privately she was VERY upset about her magick failing her.>>

<< Despite feeling weaker and off balance, the doctor was in tip top shape physically and hardly looked her age. Her gown, another Spectra Couture original , showcased her form while still becoming to a woman of her age and presentation. She had her hair gathered up, with a swoop in the front to add glamor and allure to her tastefully made up eyes. She LOOKED elegant and beautiful but she felt like she could FAINT at any moment!>>

<< Still with Michael's support, she kept going as best she could. She assisted Sharon with Delilah, helping the young mutant to be as comfortable as she could this evening.>>

You're being a real trooper, tonight, Delilah. I know Cameron is very appreciative of your coming out to support him, as is Morgan! She's been having a bit of a hard time...lately.

As have I...and poor Alison! She looks very unhappy! This is her baby brother and best friend's big moment and yet she's deeply troubled by her vision...AND her loss of power! we ALL are...and poor Delilah...she doesnt know ANY of what's going on!

<< Sharon took Delilah away for a moment to help alleviate her pain. Karen quickly pulled out a small batter powered mist/fan from her clutch and began to fan herself>>

By the goddess, Michael...

<< She whispered with agitation>>

I feel like I'm having a HOT FLASH! Would you be so kind as to get me a tall glass of iced water?

<< She looks to the seat just on the the other side of Michael, where Cass is sitting, looking rather uncomfortable herself, but for other reasons.>>

Cass, dear, You look lovely! You did the right thing in joining us this evening!

Cass: Thank you, Dr. Victoria. This dress...it was designed by that Ms. Sally Spectra?

Karen: Yes...all of our gowns and suits are. She's been a friend, mentor and business partner to Morgan for many years. She's simply amazing at her craft isnt she? She knows how to make something that totally suits the person she's desiging for.

Cass: I've been to many venues in my time. For many different reasons. It is quite amazing how everything has changed and yet...all around...I can sense the fakeness, the artificial feeling of many of these people. It all seems so pointless.

Karen: I suspect a large part of that is the age old, unfortunate part and parcel of the fashion industry. But there are those, like Sally and Morgan who have risen above that. As to the larger picture...this entire room is filled with people who have gotten over with lies and deceit. I'm sure that in your time you've seen many versions of this. Don't let it bother you ...at least for tonight. Just focus on the people you're with. One step at a time. You'll do fine.

<< She reaches over and without hesitation takes Cass' cold hand into her own, squeezing it with encouragement. A sign that KAREN believed in her potential too, just like Sharon. At that moment, Michael returned with Karen's iced water and sat down between them, engaging Cass while Karen urgently drank her water.

Oh thank goddess...it feels so good!?

<< Sharon and Delilah returned as well. Delilah was seated on Karen's left while Sharon was to Delilah's left>>

Oh good, you're back as well. I've adjusted the alterations to Delilah's seat, everything should be in order now

<< Karen smiles as she takes hold of Delilah's arm while Sharon helps to sit her down and then seats herself.>>


Feeling better now?

<< while Sharon, over hearing Michael speaking to Cass, interjects>>

Sharon: Michael, Cass has demonstrated a talent with the use of knives and daggers. She will be best suited to use those. She is not nearly far enough in her training to be considered proficient in hand-to-hand combat.

 

[Prophet]

Cameron took a moment to look at the entire motley crew of associates and it was not lost on him that there were times in the not so distant past where they could have NEVER been about to coordinate a multi business event with one another. He couldn't help but to feel very...proud of each and every one of them. This version of Blaze was so polished and fun without being obnoxious and Nicolas really was a big part of the heart of The Six. He was always there for everybody when he could be. No matter his past or his heritage, Cameron found Nicolas to be a very noble man. And then there was Morgan...

You look amazing, Cameron. I almost don't know who I'm looking at...and yet, I wouldnt be here tonight doing this with anyone else BUT you. You've come a long way kiddo, no longer that obnoxious boy that i....

<< the BOTH remembered the night the inferno began and what led up to it>>

You're a man now and you've earned my respect.

<< She kisses him gently on the cheek>>

Alison is here watching and even though she's not feeling well either, I know she's proud of you.

We'll knock 'em dead tonight.

This one really affected him deeply. People knew that Cameron and Morgan had always had a very troubling relationship, and "troubling" was a word that could not even begin to explain the complexity of the two. He had hated her so much in the past, INTENTIONALLY trying to drive her over the edge with the help of Haleigh, to PROVE to themselves that she was the "beast" they believed her to be. It ended up causing The Inferno and it ended in his DEATH. Oh yeah, and the NEAR DESTRUCTION of the world if not for the intervention of Ororo. So THESE two here? Standing before each other with looks only of RESPECT and ADORATION for one another? They would BOTH do well to never forget this moment, this TRUE step towards a far deeper and familial relationship. Both Karen and Alison would be extremely proud.

"Morgan..thank you for those words..." [laughing somewhat nervously]

"You really don't know how much that means to me...and I will just say...the feeling is mutual...FRIEND."

[realizing and wanting to downplay the seriousness of the situation for a moment]

"You're right, they won't know what HIT them!"

As Cameron asked if there were anything that needed to be done, he heard the boisterious and comical voice of one Sally Spectra enter the room and absolutely take charge. Sally was a woman after Cameron's own heart. She was somewhat crass, unapologetic and downright charming. You couldn't help but to like Sally, and if you didn't, it was apparent that you lacked either a sense of humor or a brain.

"Hold it RIGHT THERE boys!"

She commands to Cameron and Nicolas.

"I want to see for MYSELF how my designs look on you."

Morgan: Now Sally, << Morgan says playfully>> You personallly took their measurements before you put these together! << Blaze giggles>>

"Morgan, honey, a designer ALWAYS checks her work, at ALL stages!"

Winking at Morgan who smiled knowingly as Sally circled around Nicolas and Cameron.

"Hmmm not bad, not bad!"

She GOOSES Cameron.

"I certainly got THAT part right on the pants! Honey, whatever you're eating...keep at it. Last time I saw you, I was worried...I changed tires that weren't as flat as you!"

"Don't tease me, Miss Spectra. One good turn deserves another.."

Cameron reaches over and GOOSES Sally back as he watches her drool over Nicolas, and really who could blame her.

Blaze stepped in and begin to call 5 to places. He looked at Sally, who was asking for a flute of champagne. Cameron laughed and rolled his eyes.

"Somebody get Mama her juice!" he said, clapping his hands as quickly a nondescript event worker ran over and handed Sally a flute. Cameron winked at her.

"I figured you would ask. I had her on standby this whole time.." [laughing]

"Let's get this show on the road people! Smile! Be Beautiful! Be Amazing! And DON'T FUCK IT UP!"

 

[Arsenal]

Mike was back in his element. He had brought in a team to supplement the team at the Parthenon (no disrespect) and they were all tied in by communicator.

Delilah looked great, tig ole bitties and all, but she was as happy as you would expect at 9 months pregnant. Karen LOOKED good, but not like she FELT good to his more intimate eye. He kept pumping her with club soda to soothe her tummy and tried to get the pair to stay happy while he watched the scene like a hawk.

Sharon was beautiful as always and was the perfect help for him here. Her silver ensemble had people asking the security what she was wearing. Mike just shook his head and laughed at that as he leaned over and spoke to the noob, Cassandra.

You look GREAT. How are we doin'?

Cass just smiled back weakly when Sharon stood, helping Delilah to her feet. She walked past and spoke discreetly.

Karen, would you please make some adjustments to additions I've added to this seat for when Delilah returns?

Karen: Of course, Sharon. And i've brought the soothing/cooling elixir as well as the camomile based elixir to help her calm and regulate her temperaure.

Sharon: Excellent. Michael. Please see that no Staff enters this Box while I am peforming the sonic pulse stimulation on Delilah.

Mike nods and speaks into his communicator.

Close the box, extend out 3 meters for 180 seconds.

The security detail step in front of the VIP area and then forward almost 10 feet, cutting off any attempts at entry. They all checked their synchonized watches and then waited.

He stepped to the edge of the box and motioned to a server walking past. With a hand signal he got her past his detail and took a tall glass of water from her then thanked her with a 100 dollar tip.

Mike returned, glass in hand and gave it to Karen who was still standing.

Oh thank goddess...it feels so good!?

<< Sharon and Delilah returned as well. Delilah was seated on Karen's left while Sharon was to Delilah's left>>

Oh good, you're back as well. I've adjusted the alterations to Delilah's seat, everything should be in order now

<< Karen smiles as she takes hold of Delilah's arm while Sharon helps to sit her down and then seats herself.>>

Mike looked back at Cass and asked a question he forgot to ask prior to this, which pissed him off to no end.

Cassandra, what weapon do you prefer? I have an assortment of knives, swords, blunt weapons and firearms available.

Sharon: Michael, Cass has demonstrated a talent with the use of knives and daggers. She will be best suited to use those. She is not nearly far enough in her training to be considered proficient in hand-to-hand combat.

Gotcha.

Mike gently but firmly grasped Cass' hand and ran it under the table. She felt a cloth enclosure.

Anything you need bladed under 50 centimeters is under there. If shit goes down and you will know if it does, turn the table to its side and take your pick.

Mike nodded to Sharon and took his seat FINALLY. He was hoping to enjoy the night but his gut said that soon enough the fan and the shit would become acquainted.

 

[Harbinger]

:: Harbinger and Persephone had arrived seperately from the Six. Persephone had to use a potion and recite a spell WITH Harbinger just to get them from Minerva's to The Parthenon, a sign of just how much power she had LOST as the Blue Moon drew closer!::

:: After arriving at the hotel, the Spectra make up team, as directed by Morgan, assisted Alison and Ava with their hair and make up and dresses compliments of Sally Spectra awaited both of them.::

:: Alison, with her mood noticeably darker than before, used what magick she DID possess to change HER dress color from blue to BLACK. She felt the need to do that. Now in her black dress with her blue/black hair hair down and sleek, her colbalt blue eyes were POPPING thanks to the touches of eye make up and lipstick applied by the Spectra team. She looked dark, sultry and glamorous...but the look on her face said it all, she was in a bad way.::

:: She didn't want to take away from her baby brother or Morgan's big evening, so she was here, but she and Ava were both weighed down. Ava had her own particular need as well, to speak with Dominique. She would wait until after the ceremony and show, to find Dominique and have a private audience with her.::

:: Alison makes her way to Ava's diamond suite, knocking gently before entering.::

Well?...do I look like yesterday's garbge? I feel like it...

:: Alison said in a cold, and curiously rather HOARSE tone of voice.::

Cameron, Ava and I are here and we'll be joining the others in the Box momentarily. Tell the others, will you?

:: Alison sent a thought call to Cameron. He had a mental image of how she looked. Fashion wise, she was on point, but he could see in her eyes that she was suffering. She felt weak...but beyond that she was feeling ANGER at being made all but powerless agains her will! Even her psychic "voice" sounded weaker than usual.::

Good luck tonight. As always, I will be WATCHING you. I'll see you immediately after the show

:: Alison looked at Ava.::

Well, YOU look great and from what FLEETING glimpse I could "SEE" just now, The rest of the Six are all looking fantastic, courtesy of the House of Spectra. We better get up to the box. The show starts in 3 minutes.

 

[Persephone]

Ava had left a few short hours earlier after warning Morgan of the impending doom that was Circe and Delilah's death. She explained she needed to find her mother and friend before promising to return and help the others. However after speaking with Alison, Ava realized that coming to this gala would be to her benefit. ISIS aka Dominique would be here, and as a fellow goddess [despite being from this timeline] she could know connections in order to discover where her mother was. Dominique and Ava never really got along, however they seemed to have a mutual respect for one another, and the goddess hoped that would play in her favor.

After helping Alison recite a spell--which further proved how powerful the Blue Moon's effects really were, they both arrived at The Parthenon. Sally Spectra had already sent gowns for the both of them to their respective suites. Ava's gown was exactly her style--which Sally probably knew since she was known in the media as "constantly dressing like she was going to a funeral" since all she did was wear black. Regardless, she loved the gown, and decided to go without jewelry as to not take away from it. With her hair in a severe yet sleek pony tail, Ava was ready for the evening.

Hearing a gentle knock at her door, Ava turned to see Alison enter.

Alison: Well?...do I look like yesterday's garbge? I feel like it...

"If yesterday's garbage looked like it came straight off the pages of Vogue, then yes."

She joked, trying to lighten Alison's mood. But she knew better...Alison was feeling like shit in more ways than one.

"It's alright Alison. The effects won't last forever."

She continued, trying to give some flicker of hope to the precog.

Alison: Well, YOU look great and from what FLEETING glimpse I could "SEE" just now, The rest of the Six are all looking fantastic, courtesy of the House of Spectra. We better get up to the box. The show starts in 3 minutes.

"Alright, lets go."

Taking one last glimpse in the mirror, Ava grabbed her black swarovski crystal clutch and headed out with Alison.

"Can I just say I have the most gorgeous date?"

Ava said with a small smirk as she linked elbows with Alison and made their way to the elevator.

 

[Seer]

And so

<< The goddess and precog reach the floor where the box entrance is and make their way down the hall, the attendents quickly open the doors for them and they enter.>>

<< The Six Family is nearly complete this evening as Harbinger and Persephone join the others in their V.I.P. Box. Smiles, waves and a few quick greetings are exchanged as Michael helps Alison to her seat, with him on her left and Ava seated to her right.>>

<< Now the lights around the theatre begin to dim down as the smooth jazz music that had been playing this whole time starts to fade down.>>

<< From left to right in the V.I.P. box, Cass, Sharon, Delilah, Karen, Michael, Alison and Ava are all seated , watching. Many thoughts going through each of their minds. it's hard to enjoy an evening, knowing what's coming. This has been Harbinger's burden most of her life and by now, many of the Six have come to understand it and respect her for being able to bare that burden as well as she does. Still, they have intentionally kept Delilah unaware of the looming threat of Circe or the mortal danger she faces. Was it the right thing to do? No one can answer that, not even the precog. They will find out, as will we.>>

<< Backstage. in the left wing, Sally Spectra stands with Nicolas on her right, Cameron on her left. Each man having offered her his arm to escort her out into the spotlight and down the catwalk. They await the cue from Dominique Deveraux, headliner and STAR [as Cameron so deftly put it] of the Parthenon to open the show. SHE is in the right wing. Behind Sally, Nicolas and Cameron stands a fidgeting Morgan Victoria, as beautiful as she hopes she would be...but sick to her stomach and desperately hoping she does not pass out and tumble off the catwalk in mid step. Standing beside her, with an arm wrapped around her waist for support is Blaze Victory, who has done all she can to relieve Morgan of as much burden tonight as she can. As each of them go out for their moments, Blaze will remain hidden, but still watching. If she is needed, she will act without hesitation. That is one small comfort, as is the security plan Michael has laid out for the team in case Circe DOES strike out at them somehow right now.>>

<< The lights in the theatre fade to black, the music ends. The collective buzz from the audience in attendance grows silent.>>

<< The show is about to begin... and we must keep watching>>

 

[Isis]

The Parthenon- Showtime

:: Dominique had 'checked in' with Nicolas via their familial bond to help him remain at least somewhat more at ease. But she opted out of the little 'gathering' amongst The Six in the other wing of the center stage. Despite her unintentional connection via Nicolas, the active truce between The Six and The Sisterhood, and most recently the unexpected but no less engaging development between herself and Cameron King, the sorceress had no interest in any sort of bonding with the rest of them. And in the last hour leading up to this very moment, the glamorous chanteuse needed time to herself to focus her mind. She called upon her patron deity, Isis, the egyptian goddess of rebirth and magick, to give her strength and clarity to get through this evening and even MORE strength to safeguard Nicolas later this evening. The last thing she needed was to be cluttered with the idle prattle of people she largely found to be quite irritating. ::

::A crew member relayed Blaze's final notes to Dominique as things began to set in motion.::

:: One last visual check and turn in the full length mirror as Dominique looked herself over in her dress, another Sally Spectra design. Dominique smiled and hummed with soft approval as she checked her hair, which was down and styled with extra volume and body this evening; and her facial profile, which framed by the exquisite white diamond earrings she'd recently purchased from Tiffany & Co, from each side::

You're as ready as you'll ever be!

:: She thought to herself as the lights went dark::

Crew member: Ready, Ms. Deveraux?

Ready.

:: She said quietly as she accepted his hand, letting him lead her to her marker to stand and wait for her cue by the female announcer.::

::That female announcer, whose pitch perfect voice had provided voiceovers for the MTV VMAs for many years and was most recently heard at the 2012 Superbowl announcing Madonna's halftime extravaganza, began...::

Female Voiceover: Ladies and Gentlemen, Zenith Corporation, Spectra Couture and Black Diamond Records [Dominique's personal label and record company] welcome you to the 2013 Glamor for the Future event. Please welcome, multi-plantinum artist, 3 time grammy award winner, headliner and STAR of the Parthenon, Dominique Deveraux!

:: the lighting shifts on and moves perfectly as the audience claps and cheers. Dominique steps out, walking toward her mark on the center stage. The lighting makes her form sihouetted at first while the large screen in the background of the center stage broad casts images of white diamonds falling in a cascade effect along side a slightly tilted crystal flute that is filling with poured champagne. Symbols of elegance and taste.::

:: She reaches center stage, the images on the media screen shift while on the floating monitors around the theatre, various [muted] clips of Dominique from her most popular music videos broadcast. Finally, the animated motif for Black Diamond records broadcasts behind Dominique as the spotlight reveals HER , standing posed, looking upon the audience with a look that suggests "familiarity" with them and allure in her striking aqua blue eyes::

:: The audience responds with louder clapping, cheering, whistling. Dominique looks around , making sure to make eye contact with every section, even the box seats::

:: The music, driven by a very savvy live 16 piece band comprised of Dominique's personal favorite musicians and jazz artists, all of whom she's worked with in the past and backed by state of the art sound mixer and live DJ begin right on cue.::

:: The band starts off with a BANG and revs up, for the musically educated, they'll recognize the song being played as MUSTANG SALLY. Dominique's offering of this R&B classic is a strong vampy one, making it stand apart from the Wilson Pickett original and the well received cover by the Committments in the 80's.::

:: Dominique, with microphone in hand [she ALWAYS sings live], displays excellent showmanship and vamps it up for the delighted audience, strutting and making moves to the beat. She is soon joined by several young women, all SPECTRA models, all drapped in designs from the latest line from House of Spectra. Two come from the left wing, two from the right. They walk around and down the catwalk, pose and strut to the beat, led by Dominique's voice, they also noticeably put moves on display that are TRADEMARK to Sally Spectra herself. They soon strut back and fall behind Dominique, dancing out the choreography they rehearsed with Dominique.::

:: This selection of song was Dominique's PERSONAL way of thanking Sally for the dress and for making her feel like a million bucks, even though she felt like less than $10 due to her magickal energy being drained from her. AND she wanted to show Cameron just how LUCKY he was that she was availing herself to him this evening or ANY OTHER time for any reason!::

:: Dominique moves through the song, backed by her band and their music subtlely accented and bolstered just right by the DJ, while the media screen and floating monitors broadcast a montage of images associated with Spectra Couture, their latest line and it's accessories, mixed with a few shots of a short music video Dominique shot JUST for this performance::

::Now reaching the mid point of the 2nd verse, Dominique stops and the band breaks down to a softer accompaniment version of the song for the moment::

Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. Many of you come to see me on a regular basis and for that I am always grateful. I am happy that you could be here with me tonight for this evening of excitement, change and glamor, things that are associated with the fashion world as well as the world of the Parthenon, which is, a place unlike ANY OTHER.

:: The audience cheers with their response.::

Now, please join me in welcoming, the woman who not only put me in this FABULOUS DRESS, but who's classic and cutting edge fashions are also seen on the lovely young women behind me...

::gesturing to the models, which are all swaying with a pose in time to the beat::

This woman is UNLIKE ANY OTHER and when you want to look GOOD, there's no one better to turn to! Ladies and Gentlemen, this bodacious vixen IS the embodiment of "Mustang Sally" , please welcome, FASHION GODDESS, SALLY SPECTRAAAA!!!!

::The audience swells with appaluse, clapping and cheering, some- mainly colleagues in the design industry and celebrities who have worn her designs to various events as well as buyers for high end department stores, rise to their feet to give a standing ovation::

:: Dominique points stage left as the lights shift. She and the models /back up dancers remain where they are as the part of the stage they're standing on lifts slightly and moves to the right. Dominique returns to singing the song, the band and DJ pick back up as she now finishes out the last half of the second verse.::

 

[Sally Spectra]

Parthenon- Showtime!

Sally gulped down TWO flutes of champagne while they were waiting.

The show began and was going perfectly! Sally was pleased.

"Oh Nicolas, baby that aunt of yours is one hot mama! And of course, that little number she's wearing only adds to it wouldn't you say?"


Dominique captures the audience and doesnt let go, but she surprises Sally with a high octane, saucy version of one of her FAVORITE songs!

"Ohhh-ho-hoooo!!!! That little songbird knows how to win a girl's heart, I tell ya! I LIKE it!"

Dancing a little where she stands, Sally nods with approval as the Spectra models strut their stuff and then dance behind Dominique!

"Eat your heart out, FORRESTER!"

Sally proclaims LOUDLY, knowing that owner and CEO from Forrester Creations, Spectra's long time rival on the west coast, was in attendance. Even though he couldnt hear her, she still wanted to say it.

"C'mon boys! It's time for me to show you off!"

She brings both men just a bit closer with her her arms wrapped under one from each of the men. Right before she takes her first step...

"Now keep in time with me, Cameron, ya hear? Last time I put you on a stage, you walked like a 3 legged donkey!"

She was half joking, but half serious too. Nicolas smirked.

At the right moment Sally steps out with her two men, one on each arm.

The audience reception is warm and wild as the lights shift, the media screen and floating monitors flash images of Sally from past fashion shows mixed in with the various Spectra/House of Spectra/Spectra Couture labels and motifs

Sally smiles with a wide mischievious smile as she looks out on the crowd. She struts with boldness, to the music and as she passes Dominique, she removes her arm from Nicolas to blow a kiss to the songstress, then once again is arm and arm with her chocolate beefcake.

Down the catwalk just before reaching the circular stage at the end of it, Dominique reaches the end of the song

Dominique: Alright, Mustang Sally show us what you've got!


The band and DJ reach the DRUM POP of the song, and extend it out. The audience begins to clap along in time with the beat.

"Watch me work, boys!"

Sally steps ahead of Nicolas and Cameron. She strikes a pose and then starts to move, revs up the audience as she swings her hips. She shimmies, showing off her buxom bosom and playful peak of cleavage & even drops it like its hot! the audience loves it and responds accordingly

"Don't just stand there, boys! What do you think I brought you out here for!?"

The band plays out the hot, extended drum pop as Sally takes Cameron for a quick dance, making sure to grope him as they finish and give the audience a thumbs up, to which they cheer and whistle; then it's on to Nicolas, who she KNOWS will rise to the occassion as they do a quick number together and Sally gives him the same "seal of approval" that she did Cameron!

Finally right at the podium of the circular stage at the end of the catwalk, Sally, with Cameron and Nicolas on either side of her stands and nods with satisfaction before waving her hand to cue the band to close out.

The audience is cheering, laughing and clapping.

"THANK YOU! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"

"How about that Dominique Deveraux, HUH!?"

Sally gestures for the audience to applaud the diva

"That sultry DIAMOND DIVA sure knows how to work it doesn't she?"

The audience agrees

"Anndddd It runs in the family! See these two men?"

Gesturing to Cameron and Nicolas

"Arent they beautiful?"

the audience DEFINITELY agrees

"Now this one here [Nicolas]"

The spotlight moves to him, Nicolas a moment to put on his sexy face and swell up for the audience

"is Dominique's nephew. He's many things, including one of my models and i get to dress AND undress him ANY TIME I WANT!"

Winking with the play on words, Sally wraps her arm around Nicolas waist and hugs up on him.

"And this one over here...well...I've ALWAYS enjoyed smooth. white. chocolate!"

Licking her lips as the audience agrees and cheers for more

"Especially when it's..."

GOOSING Cameron again.

"OOH HAWT!"

"I don't get to dress him as often as I would LIKE, but trust me when I do...I make the MOST of our all important FITTING and MEASUREMENT sessions!"

Sally wraps her arm around Cameron, whom she's FINALLY managed to make blush, just she breaks into a genuine boisterous laughter as the audience eats it up, knowing that Nicolas and Cam are enjoing it too.

"Now listen, boys and girls, I didn't come all the way to New York just to show off my man candy here. I'm here tonight because everyone who's ANYONE knows where its at. Right here in The Parthenon."


"As I've told the young lady that I'm about to present to you many times in the past, 'When the tide is rising...at the flood...EVERYBODY wants to get on the boat.'"

"That's the deal here folks."

The audience claps and cheers some more

"Not too long ago, in this very city, just a few blocks from the Parthenon, I introduced a young girl to the fashion world and the world media stage. Her violet eyes, her lonnggggg smooth FLAWLESS legs and her MAGICKAL beauty are one of a kind! I knew from the moment I first laid eyes on her that she was the next stage in what we artists and designers have called A MUSE."


"She's not only a pretty face, but she's got moxie and business savvy too! She carved out one of the most powerful fashion empires on the east coast."


The media screen and floating monitors begin flashing images of the classic ILLUSTRA motif. And those who recognize it, start cheering and clapping in anticipation

"She IS the "SIGNATURE" supermodel for all the ages and we've come FULL CIRCLE, working together again as she continues to blaze a trail of glamor across the world of fashion and mentoring a new generation of young models of ALL shapes, sizes and colors!"

"YES boys and girls, some of us know that fashion doesnt look good on a popsicle stick!"

That draws alot of cheers and whistles from the audience as she winks


"Now, without further ado, please welcome BACK, the CEO of Spectra Couture, the newest member of the House of Spectra family, my dear friend and bewitching beauty, MORGAN VICTORIA!!!!"


Sally, along with Cameron and Nicolas turn to where Morgan will emerge, clapping as the lights shift once again

 

[Spellbinder]

Parthenon stage and catwalk

Blaze: "Alright, Morg! You're up! Go get 'em! I'll be right here watching & ready, if you need me!"
<< Morgan returns her sister's side by side embrace and quickly adjusts her luxurious gown as Dominique captured the night, setting the tone for the show and Sally Spectra along with Cameron and Nicolas all just wowed and reeled the audience all the way in.>>

Okay....Okay....it'll be okay.. I'm okay...

<< She wasnt NERVOUS...@ least not about THIS. It was everything ELSE!>>

<<FLASH!>>

<< Ava's words of Alison's vision churning in her had. Images of Delilah, her baby, Bishop, the blue moon, Circe, destruction, DEATH>>

<< Sally cued Morgan. The lights fade to black. There'sa moment of silence and then..>>

<< The DJ plays an opening sound opening sound that is special and has been associated with Morgan for a long time, much to her and everyone else's delight. Morgan herself regarded the woman, who this sound is a reference to, Farrah Fawcett, as a personal muse of her's so it was quite fitting.>>

<< The opening sound segues into Chimes sound off as Morgan takes her first step. the lights shift up and the media screen along with the floating monitors flash images of Illustra's classic motif before shifting to clips of Morgan strutting down the catwalk at various fashion shows in many legendary collections, the clips were edited to show all of her different images walking in synch>>

<< As the media montage/retrospective of Morgan plays and she emerges on the stage sihlouetted, the DJ pulls up a song deemed suitable for Morgan and this moment, a shortened version of Madonna's Ray of Light, as Madonna's voice swells on the refrain, Morgan is fully revealed to the clapping, standing, cheering audience.>>

<< She smiles with grace as she walks, struts, as only she can in high heels with those long, smooth FLAWLESS legs, her hand on her hip.>>

<< She surveys the theatre with her violet eyes, catching sit of HER people in the V.I.P Box high above. Sharon LOUDLY whistling, Karen on her feet, clapping and cheering for her daughter as her Alison and Ava, BOTH of whom worked with Morgan during the age of Illustra. Blaze, watching from the wing, nods with approval and claps, whistling loudly too!>>

This moment....I never dreamed....it would be like this...

<< She thinks to her self, trying to hold back tears while she is queasy and trembling with anxiety and nausea.>>

<< As Madonna races up to a SCREAM with her vocals at the climax of this short version of Ray of Light, Morgan reaches a clapping Sally, Nicolas and Cameron. She takes time to warmly greet each of them. hugging and air kissing Sally, Hugging Nicolas closely and [lightly] kissing him on the mouth [in PUBLIC in front of the world no less!] and hugging and kissing Cameron lightly on his cheek>>

<< She stands at the podium with the trio right behind her and smiles to the audience>>

Thank you!

<< in her best icy voice>>

Thank you...very much...

<< She's trying to hold it together, but she's ready to pass OUT. Nicolas and Cameron can both sense that about her.>>

It's....it's wonderful to be here tonight and as my mentor, my business partner and my FRIEND, the beautiful and fabulous Sally Spectra said, The Parthenon is THE PLACE to be.

Several years ago. I stood in this very room, with Cameron King, Sally's hot white chocolate...

<< Smiling as the audience laughs, Morgan seems to have steadied herself as she uses the podium for a bit of support>>

and helped to unveil The Parthenon. More than a mere hotel, it was be a place, an escape, a WORLD until itself. A World where luxurious style, world class hospitality and cutting edge technology were BLENDED IN to comfort and good taste. It was meant to be a HUB for travelers and jet setters with discerning taste far and wide. I am happy to say that through the years, that goal has been realized many times over.

When Cameron King entrusted the Parthenon to me, I cared for it just as I did my own brand, Illustra.

<< The audience claps and cheers in agreement.>>

In my own personal journey, with all of the changes I have gone through, many of which were broadcast to the world as the world changed along with me, I did my very best to make sure that The Parthenon remained a beacon of style, taste, class and comfort.

Because of that, The Parthenon captured it's very own STAR in the beautiful form of Dominique Deveraux.

<< more positive audience feedback>>

And there is NO OTHER brand that I, as the CEO of Spectra Couture, would look to to take care of my beautiful diverse fashion house / media models and myself!

As you have seen tonight, Spectra's models, Dominique, Cameron, Nicolas, Myself and my closest friends and family here with me tonight are ALL wearing the very BEST style that money can buy, but beyond that, we are presenting to you the kind of TASTE that money CAN'T buy. TASTE is something either you HAVE or you DON'T and those with discerning taste ONLY seek out and accept the BEST. The best STYLE, the best clothes, the best ACCOMODATIONS.

That is what you've always found here at the Parthenon, not only with its certified 5 star, 5 diamond, world class hotels, but also the locally owned and operated boutiques featuring UNIQUE items and products ALL made in the USA, but also the best cousine in the 3 5 star restaurants and of course, for the men and women on the go who want to make SURE they ALWAYS have exceptionally designed clothing to step out in, whether it's "ready-to-wear" or an after 5 cocktail affair, the House of Spectra boutique, staffed with two image consultants, an in-house tailor and filled with clothes to fit this jet-setting lifestyle.

Everything you need AND want is here and has been, without fail.

TONIGHT, I come to you to announce a change. One that is happening at the right time!

As Sally said, "when the tide is rising at the flood, every body wants to get on the boat!" and the same can be said for this handsome man to my left

<< gesturing to and holding out her hand to Cameron King, he comes forward, taking her hand...which he feels is trembling.>>

<< As he joins her, a [muted] clip of archive footage showing Cameron and Morgan as they appeared together at the original opening of the parthenon plays on the media screen behind them.>>

Cameron King, the man who created this place, has recently come through transition in his own life's journey. Now he's here with the wind of change at his back. Ladies and Gentlemen, we come FULL CIRCLE tonight as I stand here before you to formally announce the change of ownership of the Parthenon- from my self/Spectra Couture, BACK to Cameron King, CEO of Zenith Corporation. A new name for a man who has even done Madonna proud with his reinvention of self.

Cameron King, it is my pleaure to present to you, the deed of ownership to the Parthenon hotel and brand with all related holdings. Now we'll watch as you carry it into the future.

Ladies and Gentleman, Parthenon's true father and your host for this evening's special event!!!

<< She leads the audience in applause as she steps to the side, now next to Nicolas. She wraps her arm up under his, holding on to him for support as she exhales, RELEAVED that she was able to step back and let Cameron take over in more ways than one.>>

I did it! I did it, Blaze!

Blaze: telepathically to Morgan "You sure did Morg & you did it as only YOU could! Way to go, sis! Now hang in there! we're almost outta here!"