The start of something...unusual

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<< following the nightmare caper in which MorningStar liberated herself from the psychological clutches of the Supreme Pontiff right as Alycia Barnett shot him dead, the team was left with a sense of closure and Delilah was given a renewed spirit as she was now far more at ease and comfortable with herself than before.>>

<< Ethan Cruise was now staying as a guest in one of Nicolas King's properties, he was now an "Ally" of the team but his status of possibly becoming a full fledged member of the Six was still a matter for the team to discuss.>>

<< Haleigh had finally said her peace with Alycia and although she wasnt there to see it, Alycia surprised EVERYONE with her acknowledging Haleigh's feelings and even VALIDATING them. Alycia , in her new capacity with the federal government left before anyone could really enjoy her...and once again their friend was back in washington and THE SIX returned to Illustra.>>

<< several days past. On the business front, Illustra Inc, Cassadine Corp. King enterprises, Liquid Crystal Images/Clandestine Inc were all THRIVING. The members of the team returned to their personal lives as Morgan stayed with her mother in Soho. Mother and daughter took this time to just bond again..not as witches..but as TRUE mother and daughter. Alison Marble busied herself (as usual) with running operations at Illustra and training herself hard in their state of the art "holo-simulator arena" so bothered was she by her precognition being "shorted out" that she was determined to insure the REST of her powers and her BODY were in tip top shape. Delilah Trelevan had a new lease on life. She was far more confident, more FREE than before and it showed. Haleigh and Ava also enjoyed time getting to know one another, allowing Haleigh to appreciate the mysterious powers of the Seige Perilous and allowing Persephone to have a distinct identity in this timeline that she never had in her past timelines. Nicolas too was left with an unexpected "gift" from the nightmare caper....the AXE that morgan had enchanted to play off his own soul and motivations ..it REMAINED and was now in his position in waking reality as well giving him a means to defend himself a little better against the forces of magick as well as help his team mates in times most dire.>>


<< all in all, the team was doing very well as they moved forward with their lives again, but in this world, they know as long as they live and remain together, there will always be SOMETHING on the horizon....maybe not always a THREAT or DISASTER...but still SOMETHING...>>

<< and so we watch>>
 
Get myself into it

<< after taking a few days to spend with her mother, Dr. Karen Victoria, Morgan returned to Illustra. she seemed calm and peacefull and EVERYONE around her had commented on how revived she looked. Since her return from the Seige Perilous, she had "de aged" enough to make it noticeable and while she had remained at the top of her game in the modeling industry...her new refreshed look had boosted her Q rating even more.>>

<< having returned to Illustra, she was now in her luxury penthouse on the 107th floor, in her chamber of dreams snuggling with her enchanted siamese cat, Tinkerbell and her little kitten that had been a gift from Haleigh.>>

my little babies. Mommy has missed you both! << she held them both as they purred with contentment.>>

<< looking out to the balcony of her chamber of dreams, she noted the mild evening and the night sky. rather dark...few stars but no obvious threats looming on the horizon. EVERYONE around her in Illustra and her mother were all safe and that was all she needed to know at the moment.>>

<< as she laid back on the bed and raised her long, flawless legs up..she exhaled as she released Tinkerbell and the kitten. the two cats slowly made their way to another area of the bed and lay down once again.>>

<<sigh>>

what can i do? i dont have anyone to use magick against, no balls to bust in the boardroom...

<< Morgan spoke softly before looking over at her mirrored wall across the room....and it came to her.>>

AHA!

<< several minutes later>>

<< Morgan appears via stepping disc on the 75th floor and walks down the hall...entering a large "arena" like area that is dark and featurless. at her vocal command, the power in the room illuminates and Morgan herself looks like a perfect homage to FARRAH FAWCETT, wearing her hair in that flawless trademark "feathered" do, along with a sexy golden "roller skating" outfit that considered of cleavage flaunting sparkling golden bikini top and some matching golden "hot pants" that flattered her figure "down there" as well. she completed the look with sun glasses and chewing bubble gum.>>

computer, run the DISCO BALL program!

<< Morgan LOVED to roller skate almost as much as she loved to DANCE! and it had been TOO LONG since she had taken advantage of the amazing technology housed in her own building , Illustra. It was time for her to have some FUN...but despite the relationship she had with the rest of the team...she still didnt always want them to see her in moments like THIS and so she didnt tell anyone she was here.>>

<< a funky, retro, yet sleek "roller skating/disco" formed all around her , complete with a large, sparkling disco ball that hung in the center.>>

GIMME A BEAT!

<< Morgan looked around as a "real as life" simulation of the band Rapture appeared in a revolving stage above the disco dance/rollerskating floor. they began to play their catchy, unexpected cross over hit Get myself into it, a song that was TAILOR MADE for rollerskating/dancing- rhythm skating. at the same time, many "beautifull people" , white, black, asian , wearing trendy outfits and roller skates all appeared in the rink and began to rollerskate/dance to the beats and sounds of the "Rapture".>>

<< the disco ball spun slowly and sparkled, casting laser lights all around as the floor itself glowed and shimmered in random patterns. Morgan smiled as she joined the fun, letting the wind run through her feathered hair as she skated, posed and danced to the beat. it was a RARE moment indeed for the super model /sorceress. moments like this were too rare and HAD to be enjoyed.>>
 
Illustra-75th floor

:: Alison had been pushing herself HARD lately in her training sessions, using her powers as a seer to allow her to hone her "reaction time" to perceived threats at close range, working on her levitation, and channeling her telekinetic power through her hands and eyes. Her fluent movements with her body allowed her to run the gauntlets with speed AND grace.::

:: she had scarcely seen her team mates over the last few days. that was her way...to remain to herself. it allowed her to focus and delve into her tasks...among other things.::

:: after several days of hard training, Alison knew it was time to rest. Illustra was running smoothly and SHE was at peace now that her precognition was firmly back in place. after some reading and meditation in her cozy luxury apartment, she began to "reach out" into time streams. Her private joy to "look" out across the way and see things that might be...to "focus in" on other possibilities..it was like having the ability to totally recall a dream and know that in some corner of this infinite multiverse..it was REALITY.::

:: her "day dream" was interrupted as she realized Morgan was having a bit of fun .....WITHOUT her!? Alison smiled though...the fact that Morgan was allowing herself to be "fun" at ALL was something worth "looking in" on. so Alison BLINKED from the 106th floor down to the 75th floor. first appearing as a pair of floating, disembodied glowing cobalt blue eyes so as not to draw attention to herself. she heard the beat, saw the cool spectacle of the "discoteque" that Morgan was reveling in.::

The Rapture...get myself into it? an appropriate song for Morgan if there ever was.


:: Alison waited and watched for a moment. they shouldve done a "Theme" party like this at the Parthenon. Though they still could at a later date. the technology being used in this arena right now was mysterious as it was powerfull. no one employed for Illustra Inc. KNEW of this or what went on on the private floors of Illustra.::

oh what the hell...

:: she thought as she BLINKED into full form and view. With her hair pulled back into an upward ponytail and wearing a "one shoulder" strapped, asymetrical top that also gave a playfull peek of cleavage, along with some distressed denim "mini" shorts , Alison skated forward and decided to trip the light fantastic as well. knowing Morgan would spot her in the crowd of all the "beautifull" people soon. Alison smiled as she realized what she was doing.::

the SEER of the Six, sneaking into a discoteque to roller skate....

:: she couldnt dwell on it long before she was greeted by one of the "beautifull people" and offered a skating partner's hand to move to the music. she eventually caught up with Morgan.::

Morgan Victoria, you mean little witch! not inviting me to your little "party" down here! what's the matter dear? afraid that ill UPSTAGE YOU with my roller skating prowess?

::she stuck her tongue out playfully at her best friend as her hair blew back::
 
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104th floor

:: A few days had passed since the six's 'nightmare' caper involving Delilah. Thinking she would get a few days of relaxation, Ava was sorely mistaken. With the announcement of Cassadine Enterprises and Illustra Inc. merging, companies affiliated with the Cassadines before the merger began to pull out. Ava was swamped with mounds of paper work trying to convince the more prominent companies to reconsider. Although successful, she did manage to loose a few big dealers that had been with her father's company for years. The press was having a field day with the ordeal, with headlines such as "Cassadines now Bankrupt" "Ava Cassadine turns against family to merge with Illustra" "Stavros Cassadine's will overturned by daughter! Ava deceives deceased father and merges with enemy company". It was a bit of a nuisance...but more of a headache than anything at all. Paparazzi constantly following her, reporters wanting the 'scoop' as to why she chose to merge with Illustra. But in time another 'big story' would shift the spotlight away from Ava, Cassadine Enterprises, and Illustra. And it couldn't come soon enough in her opinion. ::

:: Sitting in her penthouse office, Ava finished signing off on one more document before clicking her pen shut. Tossing it onto the pills of papers that laid on her desk, she sat back into her plush office chair, closing her tired eyes. All she wanted now was a strong drink, a long bubble bath, and about 72 hours worth of sleep. ::

"Dammit."

:: Opening her eyes, Ava reached forward to her ringing cell phone. This was getting ridiculous already. Flipping the sleek black razor phone open, she placed it to her ear before sitting back once again. ::

"Yes?"

:: Rolling her eyes shut, it was obvious that she was annoyed with whomever was on the other line. ::

"And this has been confirmed?"

:: Already knowing the answer to her own question, Ava shook her head hearing the response. Letting out a low sigh, she rested the phone between her ear and her shoulder blade and lifted the sleeve of her black turtle neck sweater. Looking at her diamond crested Rolex for the time, Ava paused a moment before speaking once again. ::

"Get my villa prepared. I'll be departing for Greece this evening."

:: Shutting her phone, Ava tossed it onto her desk before standing. Walking over to the small console located next to her office door, she pressed a few buttons. ::

"Locate Morgan Victoria."

"Morgan Victoria is located in the arena on the 75th floor."

:: Winds enveloped Persephone's body, disappearing from her office and into the arena. Not prepared for what she was about to witness, she was caught off guard by a half naked man zooming past her on roller skates. Taking a quick step back to avoid being hit, Ava looked around seeing a 70's styled roller disco set with numerous people laughing and skating. Among them Morgan and Alison. Sticking out like a sore thumb in her tailored black slacks that rested perfectly on her black spike healed leather boots, and black form fitting turtle neck sweater, Ava simply stood motionless with her weight resting on one leg. ::

"Mor--"

:: Stopping herself, yelling for the woman would be useless considering the music was loud enough to shake the entire building. So Ava waited knowing that one of them would spot her soon enough. ::
 
The Pinch, East Village

[ Delilah closed one eye and took a deep breath. ]

"Eight ball. Corner pocket."

[ Slowly letting the air out of her lungs, she pulled the poolstick back in one fluid motion and sunk the black ball into the corner pocket. Standing upright with a smile she set down her cue and took a long drink of beer out of her pint glass with one hand while simultaneously taking the pile of bills off the table with the other. A musclebound preppy-looking thing with rocks for brains shook his head in dumbfounded annoyance. He grabbed her wrist as she was raising it from the table, but she gave him that look she usually reserved for perps, allowed just her green eyes to glow luminescent for a second, and he let go. She finished off her beer and walked slowly to the bar, with a switch in her hips that showed off a new tattoo of an angel that peeked out on her lower back from the low-rise black leather pants she wore. With it she wore a close fitting black sleeveless top and short black leather jacket, her blonde hair done up in a high but loose ponytail.

She ordered another pint and a whiskey from the barman and turned to look out across the bar. It was just the sort of place she liked sometimes - a dive, true - but there was pool and darts and also a dancefloor. She swayed slightly to the music as she waited. In the past she might have been uneasy about going out alone, but tonight she was completely comfortable doing her own thing.

The barman returned and she downed the whiskey, left the glass on the bar, and took the pint with her to the dancefloor. ]
 
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NYC: Nicholas' Property

:: Ethan was in a state of deep concentration as he sat in the living quarters of the property that Nicholas was letting him stay at and although Ethan had recently just purchased a flat in Chelsea he figured that this place was most likely rigged with some kind of surveillance and that his moves were being watched, so he played the game of cat and mouse. As he stood in only the bottom part of a white gi he focused his energy on three objects before him. They were vases he had picked up at a street market that were lined up in a row in front of him according to size, each one bigger than the next. He was working on advancing his power or for lack of a better word trying to "understand" it on a new level. ::

"Come on, Ethan, focus.. focus.. you have it..."

:: He went to the first vase and enclosed it in a forcefield. His goal was to create the same effect he had displayed in blowing up both the London Night Club so long ago and the London base for Mystech operations in a more strict and controlled manner. Ethan thought that since he could enclose the object with in a field that if he expanded the field and made it incredibly small he could shatter it completely and as he focused on this ability, the vase began to shake. He flexed his mind as he could sense the field getting smaller and smaller, it was working. It was a lot of work and both times that Ethan had done this, he had passed out and he didn't know for how long. Closer. Closer. Almost there. And with his fool's luck just as he really felt he was about to do it, his cell phone vibrated on the table causing him to lose his focus and lose the field. He cursed to himself as he answered the phone. ::

"Yes.. A meeting. Now? How many are there? I will be right there..."

:: In the days that had passed since his return from his caper with the Six he had went to his mother who was the head of the Cruise Foundation, an extremely wealthy organization that gave aid in countless ways to third worlds countries, newly forming democracies and countless other causes around the world. She knew about his mutant power and when he came to her with his own "cause" about helping the world in his own way and knowing how important some of these contacts could be to him, she gave him a seat on the board as well as the position of CEO of the sister sponsor of the Cruise Foundation, also owned and funded by his mother known as Monarch Industries, a Science Firm that dabbled in buying, selling and inventing Medical and Scientific Technology such as funding cures for disease to artificial hearts, and cloning patents. It was a global corporation that had been originally run by his sister, a brillaint doctor who gladly stepped down from the position for a cushier spokesperson and public relations representative for the company as she was extremely busy with various projects in the company as well as working with Doctors Without Borders. It was a position that gave him quite the global power position and the opportunity for the company to sever all ties in buying MysTech technology and gaining access to it's patents. Ethan quickly changed into one of his favorite D&G suits and headed to Monarch's base of headquarters at the Upper East Side. Things were going quite well for Ethan Cruise and he wasn't sure how much longer they were going to last, so for now, he enjoyed it. ::
 
Illustra-75th floor

<< rhythm skating in time with the beat and snapping her fingers, Morgan smiled with glee even as Alison joined her. the two women moved together like they were doing a routine with some good looking men behind them and some beautifull women on other side of them.>>

oh, Ali!! i didnt think anyone would come down here!!

<< she said with a little bit of embarrasment to the fact someone had found her indulging in this. as the women rounded the rink together, skating and laughing Morgan spotted Persephone, standing tall and looking rather serious.>>

<< waving to Ava.>>

Ava! Ill be right there!

<< around once more, Morgan halted the program and everything froze...which was itself an eerie sight as Morgan and Alison skated over to Ava.>>

<< tossing her "farrah hair" back, Morgan smiled>>

Hey Ava. You want to join our little skating party?

<< she asked as she looked over at Alison who was still giggling at the "retro" vibe that Morgan had going on here. Morgan had not gotten wind of the backlash that Ava had been receiving since the announcement of the business merger between Illustra Inc. and Cassadine Corp.>>
 
Illustra- the "skating party"

:: rhythm skating was easy for Alison. she enjoyed the feeling of the air at her face as she skated rather fast around the floor with Morgan and the other "beautifull people".::

:: as time passed, Ava appeared and Morgan halted the program as she and Alison went over to Ava who was looking rather serious. Morgan greeted her and Alison waved as well. When Morgan invited her to join the fun, Alison noticed that Ava didnt seem to "happy" at the moment.::

What's wrong, Ava? you're here for something serious. I can tell.

:: the Seer didnt want to blurt it out, she decided to let Ava talk to THEM first.::
 
The Arena

Nicolas was enjoying his last few days. His profile had been raised considerably by being photographed with Morgan and by being signed by Illustra, and he was enjoying the positive impact it had on his companies. His foundation and transit/shipping comglomerates had been gaining by the day even as he spent millions preparing his major ports of call to be better able to serve the special needs that Illustra would demand.

Personally he was also doing quite well. Not only was all of his new family OK, but he had taken some time in the last few days to check on his adoptive mother and her beautiful daughter in Soho, coming by to cook breakfast or to just talk. In his absence, Big Mike had paid a visit, giving them his card should they require absolutely anything.

On this morning, he was checking his business contacts when he was apprised that Cassadine Enterprises was being shunned by some past contacts due to their severing of ties with MysTech. He ordered his assistants to prepare a major technological partnership program that would help them. He received the proposal on his supercomputer and saved it to to present to Ava later today, maybe at lunch if she were so inclined.

But for now, he wanted to find Morgan. He knew that she would be back today and he wanted to speak with her. So much had happened since their date but they had not spent any more real time together. He wished to change that. So he used to his TK to scan for her familiar body signature, locating her on the 75th floor.

So Nicolas stood up, clean cut in a pair of designer black jeans and a black short sleeve silk shirt. He put on his boots and teleported himself outside of the arena, where he found Alison and Morgan in full roller skating jam outfits (VERY FLATTERING!) talking to a cleanly dressed Ava, who was giving off an agitated vibe. He walked in, winking at Morgan and Alison as he gave them a once-over and addressing them all as he entered.

"Good morning, ladies. I hope I am not intruding. Can I be of help?"
 
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Illustra- 75th floor

<< As Morgan took a moment to admire her refracted image in a wall near by....[always willing to do a "hair check :D ] Alison asked Ava if something were the matter, and as she mentioned it, Morgan DID notice Ava's rather irritated glare.>>

<< having been gone for three days, and with no one trying to reach her, Morgan had ASSUMED everything was okay. all reports she had received were positive. Just then, Nicolas appeared. Morgan smiled for a moment. He certainly was not easy to hide from EITHER it seemed. Morgan looked at herself and Alison quickly, KNOWING he would be looking at them as well. He had hit the JACKPOT when it came to "eye candy" working among so many beautifull, powerfull women. HE of course was beautifull as well. It was easy to lose oneself in fantasy ...or LUST...while looking upon him and every time Morgan saw him, she wondered why he bothered to wear clothes?>>

<< ever the gentleman [despite the naughty ways that lurked beneath the exterior] he greeted the women, winking at Morgan and Alison. Morgan smiled in a haughty way as she once again tossed her "farrah hair" and stood with her hands on her hips in a pose as if to say , "i KNOW i'm fabulous. thank you for realizing it yourself" :D >>

Hmmm yes, how TIMELY of you to arrive, Nicolas.

<< she said in an icy voice. Though she was fond of Nicolas, she realized that she'd been perhaps...a little TOO "soft" as she allowed her guard down with him near. It was time for her to make him WORK for her affections. :fdevil: and REMIND him of why she had the reputation of "ice princess" that she did.>>

I appear to have just dropped my compact on the floor.....would you be a dear and reach that for me?

<< she stood there, as Alison tried her BEST to stifle her snicker. Morgan was OBVIOUSLY up to something. All the while waiting for Ava to fill them in. >>
 
Illustra- 75th floor

:: Waiting on Ava to respond, Alison watched as Nicolas arrived. She surveyed his look and ultimately agreed with Morgan.::

Why does he wear clothes?

:: the Seer laughed inside of herself as she imagined Morgan ravaging the poor man in her bedroom like the mountain lion that she was. He was strong, vital and BEAUTIFULL, but could HE truly handle Morgan? if anyone was going to "WATCH" and see..it would be ALISON :D::

:: as Morgan haughtily addressed Nicolas and made it a point to flip her hair, Alison smirked as she informed him that he was just in time..to pick up her compact off the floor.::

::Snicker!!!::

:: Alison covered her mouth a bit as she watched.::

Morgan's turning the tables on him now. THIS is what i expected before!

:: Alison couldnt help but join in on the fun ...as she subtley waved her index and middle finger forward...a soft rushing/chiming sound was heard as the compact slid just out of Nicolas' first reach for it.::
 
75th floor

:: Seeing the program stop in mid motion, the holographic people were all posed in skating fashion. Some laughing while others danced. Morgan weaved through the motionless people, sliding to a stop in front of Ava. Alison soon followed. ::

"I'll be departing for Greece this evening."

:: Just then, Nicolas decided to make an appearence as well. Did this boy enjoy sniffing Morgan's ass every chance he had? Rolling her sapphire eyes away, obviously annoyed, Ava crossed her arms while craning her tense neck to the side. Peering down at the compact that laid on the rink floor, Ava was obviously not amused. ::

"I have very important buisness that I must attend to in person. I wanted to inform you both before I left just incase anything....unusual happens while i'm gone."

:: It seemed the six could never catch more than a weeks break before diving into yet another crisis. Uncrossing her arms, Ava glanced around once more before clearing her throat softly. ::

"Well, I don't want to hold up your fun."

:: Gesturing casually as the compact that Alison had just moved 'blew' across the room via Persephone's wind. Smirking softly, the goddess cocked a brow looking down at Nicolas.::

"Or his...I'll be in contact."

:: Winds enveloped the goddess before she disappeared from the disco, leaving only a soft breeze behind. ::
 
The Arena

Nicolas smiled as Morgan gave him the full view wth her pose. She was pretty and she KNEW it. That was fine by him. Her compact lay on the floor much nearer to Morgan than to Nicolas, but she asked HIM to pick it up. He realized that she was "testing" him, but he was unlike many other men in his situation. He had no need to be overly prideful or full of machismo. What good is bravado when you really CAN press a battleship? So, if she wanted something as small as her compact fetched, he would oblige. He would make HER work for him when the time came.

"Sure thing, Morgan."

Nicolas smoothly walked over and reached for the compact, only to have it "slide" away from his grasp.

Smirking, Nicolas stood, winked at the ladies who were obviously ejoying this, and walked over to where it had landed. As he moved, Ava explained her movements to them and left, after blowing the compact ACROSS the room.

That would be enough. Nicolas quickly turned and faced Morgan, stepped towards her, and produced the compact that he had Tk'ed into his grasp from where it had been blown.

"I think this belongs to you."
 
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Davidoff Penthouse: 105th Residential Floor

Haleigh lay on her back on the sofa, curled up under a blanket, immersed in Tolstoy's 'War & Peace'. Zach came in the front door with the dogs on leashes. He took one look at Haleigh as he unleashed the dogs and laughed. The dogs all came over and greeted her as she demanded to know just what was so funny. Zach shook his head and replied.

Zach:"Baby, I thought you said you were going to do some LIGHT reading."

Haleigh put the book mark in to hold her place and set the book down on the coffee table before petting the dogs.


"Whatever do you mean, Zachary?" She asked playfully.

"Well.... I do think that a book that is so thick it can double as a weapon suitable for blunt force trauma would HARDLY qualify for 'LIGHT' reading in ANY sense of the term."

Haleigh giggled and said something about him coming over to her so she could give him some 'light' loving... and the two shared a tender kiss. Haleigh was happy that she'd taken the day off... days without harried work or world-threatening crisis were few and far between..... but both Clandestine Intelligence and Liquid Crystal Images were running like well oiled machines, and since theyd taken are of the Pontiff, there hadn't been any trouble in that department. Haleigh took the time to revitalize herself and had the chance to get to know her sister better as well. They weren't quite as they had been as kids... but they weren't strangers anymore either... and it was nice that the tension that had plagued their relationship as adults was gone now.

Zach stood up, asking her what she wanted to do for dinner, and they discussed it briefly before settling to go out. There was a nice italian place not too far from the Illustra office park area, and Haleigh quickly determined [through the surveillance cameras, of course] that everyone here was safe and sound and happily engaged in their own activities.... if she needed to be reached, there were several ways, so she wasn't worried about leaving Illustra.
 
Illustra- holo-arena

<< having wrapped her arms around her trim waist, Morgan giggled as Alison and Ava had made him "work for it" with the compact. She smiled coyly as she took the compact, letting her hand squeeze his fingers a bit as she moved her hand away.>>

<< in an icy voice>>: well...thank you very much!

<< she looked over at Alison who had her hands on her hips, smirking.>>

Let's hope you are as "determined" when it comes to OTHER things as well.


<< she looked at him with a knowing glare...but there was something ELSE that apparently only NICOLAS could see...a flash of almost DEMONIC zeal as he saw a faint outline of the "darkchilde" aspect around her face! Was this INTENTIONAL on her part? or something ELSE all together?>>

<< Persephone had left in a hurry..before Morgan could ask a question or even OBJECT. Morgan looked at the spot where the woman had once stood and then back at Nicolas and Alison....and then she realized that there had been a TREMENDOUS influx of news and info about the merger between Illustra and Cassadine Corp.>>

Alison...the press....what has it been like since we announced our new partnerships?

<< she began to skate toward the doors to the arena>>

we'd better find out what's going on ...EXACTLY. If Ava is going on a business trip, then the people at Cassadine Corp MIGHT not receive her well..given her ties to Illustra and the history of Mystech...Cassadine Corp's MAJOR partner for over 20 years.

<< she didnt seem to acknowledge the "imagery" that she had conveyed to Nicolas...in fact she seemed OBLIVIOUS to it. Alison must not have noticed it either. the two women left...expecting Nicolas to join them...and leaving him to puzzel out what had just occured.
 
Nicolas watched as Morgan took the compact, noting the moment she allowed her hand to linger on his as she took it. Her comment was suggestive, and he would not let it pass.

"I am accustomed to getting what I want, and I am willing to work as hard as I need to."

He said as he held her hand and the compact a moment longer, then released it to hr. As she retrieved her mirror, Nicolas noticed something odd. He played it again in his mind and there was no mistaking. For a moment, Morgan had a faint outline of horns, and the glowing eyes that he had seen before only when she was allowing her demonic side to manifest. He had never seen it before in a playful moment, and apparently he was alone in noticing it (as no one else had commented).

As Morgan and Alison left , Nicolas joined them, thinking about what this may mean. Did Morgan manifest that side of herself at other times as well? Did AROUSAL cause that manifestation? This was a situation he would monitor closely...he might even need to speak with Alison about it. He cursed Guardian's psi-screen as he thought of a way to speak to her without Morgan knowing.
 
Illustra - holoarena

:: Alison's cobalt blue eyes moved between Morgan, Nicolas and fixed on Ava as the woman conveyed a grim irritation. there WAS something wrong and her shortness with the women and nicolas did nothing but BETRAY that. she left as Nicolas FINALLY retrieved the compact. He returned it to Morgan and as Nicolas [seemingly unknown to alison] saw the unexplainable flickering manifestation of the "darkchilde" aspect around Morgan as she flirted coyly with him...Nicolas would ALSO see Alison appearing in one of her more "edgy" leather ensembles..looking like an erotic dark valkyrie ready to take his virginity away all over again... "she" winked and licked her lips as Morgan/"Darkchilde" beckoned him with a demonic smile.::


:: WHAT was going on here? t he two women seemed UNAWARE of the imagery they were projecting toward him...so maybe it was something IN HIM? this was the start of something that would proove to be more complex than it seemed.::

:: The images that Nicolas were seeing were SHATTERED as Morgan asked Alison about the press reaction..and other details of the Illustra/Cassadine partnership.::

stocks have gone up...on our end at least. we're ALL enjoying a higher q rating right now...but Ava IS catching flack on her end...many people in Cassadine Corp are feeling betrayed. Even though they dont know the whole scope of MysTech..they are upset because of the changes...not to mention the violent circumstances of Stavros' death.

We HAVE to follow her. She faces certain danger both on a professional AND personal level....i see a WOMAN who means Persephone GREAT HARM...a woman...who channels the power of HECATE!

:: HECATE!? the goddess of WITCH CRAFT? the matriarch of Morgan's blood line. Alison's precognition was at full strength....and so there was no reason to doubt her. Morgan and Alison promptly left with Nicolas to go to the security floor of Illustra. Alison didnt seem to acknowledge that fleeting moment of temptation that she had projected to Nicolas moments before.::
 
Illustra- the secret security floor

<< Morgan and Alison arrived with Nicolas on the security floor of Illustra. this floor was the line of demarcation between the regular business floors of illustra and the 99th floor (formerly home to Alycia's satellite office) up to the 107th floor. it was dark and this floor was set up like a military war room..hardly looking like the rest of the setting in Illustra, it was FORTIFIED after Morgan's "death" at the hands of Master Mold to compensate for the lack of magickal protection around the building. It was also a symbol of the cooperation of "magick and technology" ...the partnership between Morgan and Haleigh. >>

<< by now Alison and Morgan had changed out of their "roller disco" outfits and were now in casual clothes. arriving into the central "war room", Morgan and Alison took their respective seats around the large, circular conference table as they began to look over the information feeds on their personal flat screen computers. each member of the team had a spot at this table with a powerfull personal computer that was tailored to their specifications. two EMPTY spots..where Shockwave and Prophet once sat were now filled by Rampage and Persephone and a new spot had been added for MorningStar when she joined the Six full time.>>

<< Alison put out a call to Delilah, Haleigh and Ethan [much to Morgan's personal dismay] ETHAN was to wait for entrance into the building as he would be escorted by one of the team once he arrive, but Delilah and Haleigh of course had private access to get there as q uickly as possible.>>

<< Morgan FUMED as she read the backlash against Ava and saw how people were defaming her name....Alison looked over the reactions at the stock market and asked Nicolas to do his best to keep a monitor on Persephone as she traveled to Greece in case of any "accidents" on the jet liner.>>
 
Illustra- security floor

unbelievable!

<< Morgan exclaims as she reads the article entitled Super Model desperate for attention joins forces with a MYSTECH subsidiary>>

LOOK AT THIS!

these stories..half of them are completely untrue! where do these people GET THEIR INFORMATION!?


<< eyeing a paragraph in which there's a statement that Morgan>>

"felt threatened by the new crop of upcoming female super models and that Nicolas was an attempt for her to focus attention on herself"

MORONS!

<< she deletes that screen and moves on to the next.>>

No WONDER Ava is going oversees...with this kind of press...INSPITE of the gains in the stock market..i may never be able to show my face at a public gathering again without being accused of being "in bed with mystech".

<< she rolled her icy violet eyes with contempt>>


we have to work TOGETHER with Ava on this. We can't just let her face it alone...
 
Greece

:: After disappearing from the holoroom where she met with Alison, Morgan, and Nicolas, Ava immediately left for Greece. Opting not to take her family's jet, she'd rather use the time it would take to travel to Greece as some down time. Perhaps get some paper work updated and signed. ::

:: Appearing in her family's Villa, it was a gorgeous 17th centery Ionian inspired house off the Greek shorelines. The entire house sat on top of a large cliff overlooking the beautiful water that crashed onto the white sandy shorelines below. Walking out onto the large balcony that seemingly hung over the cliffs edge, Persephone inhaled a deep breath as the warm winds kissed her face. It was summer, and even at the latest hours, the weather was still warm. Looking out to the calm sea, the full moon reflected perfectly on the still water. Everything about Greece was perfect in her eyes. ::

:: Craning her neck back, Ava let out a low sigh as she pushed herself away from the railing and retreated back into the livingroom. Taking a seat on the plush white sofa, the decor in the Villa was extremely different from Persephone's taste. Everything light and airy. Whites, greens, and browns. But honestly, it didn't seem to bother the goddess as it usually would. Perhaps it was the "Ava" in her that made her more tolerant of it all. Regardless, Persephone reached for the remote control and flipped the television on. A brunette anchor woman appeared on the screen spouting out information in Greek. She appeared to be in downtown Athens....near the Cassadine office. ::

"Oh come on."

:: Rolling her eyes out of frustration, she couldn't seem to get away with having a moments peace without a reminder of how her names being slandered left and right in the media. Preparing to shut the TV off and call it a night, a homeless man suddenly jumped in front of the news woman, yelling incoherently in Greek. The anchor became flustered, and that alone made Persephone smile. ::

"Το τέλος του κόσμου είναι πλησίον!"
(The end of the world is near!)

:: Stopping a moment, it wasn't uncommon for senile men and woman to claim the world was ending. Or that pigs were soon going to take flight for that matter. But in some cases, these senile people were in fact similar to oracles. Not so much possessing powers, but having the ability to 'sense' when something was about to happen. ::

"Ένα Apocolypse είναι πλησίον! Κάτω από το κόκκινο φεγγάρϊ Κάτω από το κόκκινο φεγγάρϊ"
(The Apocolypse is coming! The red moon! Under the red moon! Death and disease...everyone will die!)

:: Persephone's eyes widdened hearing the man state "red moon". Lowering her brows as she continued to listen to the man preach that something horrible was going to happen under the red moon, soon the news' live feed cut off and it returned to the news station. Shutting the television off, Persephone lowered the remote to the sofa; her expression looking as if she was shuffling through the information she had just heard. Shaking her head, it was impossible...No, there was no way. Suddenly, a huge crash could be heard coming from the kitchen, startling Persephone out of her thoughts. Turning toward the direction of the crash, she could hear her maids shouting erratically at one another. Their voices become loud and violent. ::

:: Standing from the sofa, Persephone quickly proceeded out onto the balcony once more. The winds had picked up and the weather was not normal. The sea was becoming rough, and the moon light that reflected upon it seemed less vibrant. ::

"Shit."
 
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