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Illustra-100th floor

<< as Morgan said goodnight to Alycia, she turned to Nicolas.>>

well, it has been a lovely evening. Thank you for dinner, kind sir.

<< looking at Delilah with a rather mischievious glint in her eye before turning back to Nicolas.>>

I can't tell you how much you've helped us salvage an otherwise disatrous evening.

......

allow me to show you a small gesture of appreciation!

<< with that, Morgan rushed forward and grabbed Nicolas, pulling him forward as she planted a firm, deep kiss on his mouth. she even slipped him a bit of tongue before she pulled back and pushed him down on the couch, no doubt leaving him stunned and surprised as she laughed. It was the perfect opportunity to catch the man off guard and leave him speechless with a most unusual yet pleasant surprise>>

there you go! :D


goodnight now!

<< Before Nicolas can revcover, Morgan moves grabbing Delilah's hand. She rushes out of Nicolas' apartment and making sure the door closes behind them. making their way to the elevator, once inside, Morgan laughs again as she leans against the wall.>>

woohoo! that was hot! all that flirting and posturing he does...I just decided to beat him to the punch!

<< she knew Delilah was probably dismayed by her behavior, but at this point, Morgan was buzzing and not really worried, after all they all lived here, they might as well have fun when they could.>>
 
Koi

He should have expected that Haleigh would have been strong of will, he just didn't guess that she would have so much more depth to her outside of what was written on paper. He decided to go it alone. Their meeting was dangerous to her and himself and after his encounter with Alison, he had a feeling she might know about this meeting. He said his goodbye.

"You know, Davidoff. I like you. You're right, we shouldn't be seen together. I didn't realize your connection with these people, so we can pretend like this didn't happen, but it will go down. Might be tonight, it might be tomorrow, it might be in two weeks, but I am collecting my bounty, I don't care who gets in that way. It was very nice meeting you, you are alot more friendly than your amazonian friend... Well Good Luck trying to stop me and all that business.. Goodbye."

Ethan nodded at Haleigh before walking towards the back where nobody else in the restaurant was as he faded completely from view, not allowing anybody to track him, allowing him to roam free where he was. This was petty, he was going to kill Alycia and he was going to kill her TONIGHT, and if anybody got in his way, he would do what was in his nature, KILL them. These people may be doing the greater good, but that was their problem, they didn't need to get in his way, but he knew they were going to and he knew he was going to have to fight them. He would need to be prepared, but even if it killed him, it would be Alycia Barnett's last night on Earth.
 
Nicolas Apartment

Morgan provided a perfect save for the situation with Delilah, even calling her out for her own wild college days. Unfortunately, the skinnydip however, was off. He decided not to be TOO disappointed as he prepared to say good bye to Morgan and D. Suddenly, Morgan rushes up to him and grabs him, kissing him on the mouth. He began to kiss back, readying to bring his hands to her body when she pushed him on the chair, laughing before retreating out the door. Nicolas sat, stunned and titillated by Morgans forwardness, and amazed at her PHYSICAL STRENGTH.

I GOTTA have some of THAT.

He waved at Alycia as he sat in the same spot Morgan left him for several minutes. He finally decided that at some point, he would have to return her particular form of kindness. But right now, he was back to work. Nicolas began to sweep the entire floor every 15 secoonds, making it a secondary background action as he cleaned up after his guests and returned his apartment to normal. He put on "Distant Lover" by Marvin Gaye and sat in a yoga position, quietly meditating, trying but failing to put Morgan out of his mind. So he thought of her, and planned what his next move would be.

See you soon, Spellbinder...
 
[ Instead of the sincere apology she deserved, Nicolas chose a comment that would humiliate her further. His rudeness really was insufferable. Morgan of course didn't see anything wrong in his behavior, but then, of course, she welcomed Nicolas' attentions.

She waited while Morgan said goodbye to Nicolas, her mouth dropping slightly as her friend laid a big one on the telepath. But impulsiveness from the sorceress never really surprised her. As Morgan grabbed her hand mischievously and started to lead her out of the apartment, Delilah shouted behind her to Nicolas. ]

"Thank you for the delicious dinner!"

[ Inside the elevator, Delilah burst out laughing. ]

"Well I guess what they say about those Super Models is true!"
 
from Koi back to Illustra

:: remaining behind the potted plant till the very end of the conversation, Guardian watched as Haleigh stone walled Ethan. She was true to the team and Alycia but also to herself. She didnt express any STRONG feelings for Alycia's wellbeing the way Morgan, Delilah or Alison would have but she knew right was right.::


Haleigh has surprised even ME this evening. Or perhaps i subconsciously was effected by her outburst in Alycia's office more than i realize and set my expectations of her TOO LOW....again.

:: Alison waited as both parties made their final statements and bid their farewells. Noticing that Haleigh gave him a contact card....if for no other reason than because he might need HER SERVICES to provide him with an emergency "exit" of sorts once the Six started gunning for him..not to mention if Alycia fed him to the Feds for prosecution...and worse. If he truly believed he had the power to get to Alycia INSPITE of the Six his moxy would be the death of him..not to mention the fact that he was operating on MANY misconceptions...it became apparent that his facade of "wanting justice" was just THAT, he was as selfish and driven by motives of greed as any other person ever having been associated with Mystech::

:: Alison "saw" Morgan and the others at Illustra were in no shape to talk business and as of this moment, she was more than capable of handling things. firmly on top of the situation and more than able to check Ethan if they crossed paths again. her floating cobalt blue eyes closed shut and shimmered out of view behind the potted plant in Koi and as Haleigh left the building, Alison decided she would wait for her to return to Illustra before talking WITH her about what had happened.::

:: if they were going to be able to handle this man, they had to be able to work on the same page...not just for their sake but for EVERYONE in Illustra's sake.::

:: back on the control room floor of Illustra, Alison's solid white eyes returned to normal as she came out of her trance like state. it was just a matter of waiting now. She saw on various monitors that Alycia had went to bed, and that Morgan and Delilah had departed Nicolas' floor..but NOT before Morgan surprised Nicolas with a big kiss.::

:: laughing softly:: Morgan Victoria, titillating sorceress.

:: Zach was in Haleigh's place and Persephone had left Illustra, most likely going to the Parthenon which had become the "escape" of choice for The Six now that Morgan owned the building under Illustra Inc.s umbrella.::
 
Illustra- the elevators

<< laughing with Delilah in the elevator, Morgan claps her hands with glee as she recounts her most recent actions.>>

well, yes. we do have our moments, don't we? besides, we both know he wanted it.

<< unconsciously primping in her "refracted" image in the metallic walls of the elevator.>>

he's been coming on to me so FIERCE since I've met him and I can't deny that he's beautifull himself.

what do YOU think of him girl?

<< she stares at Delilah>>

underneath your "no nonsense" attitude..i KNOW you gotta have SOME kind of thought about that body of his. as much as men talk about US...we can talk about THEM.
 
[ She smiled at her friend, if a little reluctantly. ]

"Well he has a good body...but he's not my type, obviously - I'm not into that whole "smooth" thing. Besides, it's clear the two of you are...on your way."

[ Delilah winked. ]

"You sure put him in his place tonight though girl."

[ She leaned back against the wall of the elevator. ]

"And I'm sorry for getting annoyed at him - but I put up with that shit from cops ALL THE TIME. It gets to me. Especially when you two clearly like each other - he seems like nice enough a guy, I just don't want you to get hurt by his behavior."

[ Delilah cocked an eyebrow at Morgan, then put on an "innocent" look. ]

"Unless of course, you WANT him to hurt you, you kinky supermodel you."

[ She laughed again and nudged Morgan playfully with her arm. ]
 
The Parthenon

Ethan made his way back to the Parthenon Bar. He knew that he was banned from staying there for the night but it couldn't help to stop into the main bar he saw earlier to grab a quick drink before he made his plans for exactly how to collect his bounty and finish the job just like he promised his employers. He made his way to the main bar as he sat down and ordered his drink.

"Scotch on the Rocks please..."

As he was handed his drink, the first sip was like a sigh of release. This job had gotten a lot more stressful than he wanted to admit. Normally, the job would have been done already, but Alycia Barnett had so much protection around her. An ex army intelligence officer, a Seer, and whatever the others around her could do. He just needed a moment to forget what was going on. He looked over to his left and looked at a rather striking woman sitting next to him, enjoying a Bloody Mary, he decided to make small talk with the woman.

"It seems like one of those nights doesn't it.."
 
Parthenon Bar

:: Glancing to the left as the man spoke to her, Persephone's amethyst orbs burned a hole straight through him. Looking away, she picked up her Bloody Mary and took another sip from it before stiring the mixture with the celery stock. ::

"Whatever it is you want, i'm not interested."

:: Her voice even and cold, it was probably another reporting trying to get close to her so he could ask questions about Stavros' murder. Or even worse...a drunken asshole dressed in a Good Will suit trying to act like the next Donald Trump. Either or, Persephone was not interested, nor was she in the mood. ::
 
The Parthenon

Ethan laughed out loud at the woman. She had moxy and he liked it and clearly she had misread his friendly gesture. He continued on in with his charming British accent and annoyingly knowing smile.

"I see you might have misread my intentions. First of all, people of the female persuasion aren't really my type, if you catch my drift there and secondly, I just thought you looked like you could use somebody to talk to..."

He took another sip of his drink as he nearly finished and already had ordered another one. He was playing scenarios of his head on how to penetrate the core of Illustra and get to Alycia. Ethan couldn't help but admit that if he could accomplish this feat, that he would be unstoppable that the stock in his business would skyrocket and that with the paycheck he would get, he could get out of the life, and retire to an island somewhere, and spend his time drinking champagne on the beach and re-reading the Classic American Novels.

"I just had one of those days and thought you might be in the same boat..."
 
Parthenon Bar

:: Cracking a small smirk after hearing that this man wasn't into females, Persephone let out a small laugh herself. ::

"Hasn't stopped men before."

:: Looking over to Ethan, as he continued to try and make a conversation, Persephone placed her empty drink on the bar. ::

"Didn't you're mother ever tell you, never make small talk with strangers?"

:: Her tone a little less harsh and more playful, Persephone lifted a brow at the man. He seemed interesting enough to speak to. Hell he was from England afterall; he couldn't be THAT bad. Looking to the bartender as he placed another Bloody Mary in front of her, she slid the tall glass closer to her and softly scoffed at him mentioning that she might be having a bad day. ::

"Is that a polite way of saying I look like hell?"
 
The Parthenon

He was glad the woman had opened up to her a little more and he was pleased to find that she too had an English accent. Of course he finds the only woman in New York City who happens to be a little more from home than he thought. He smiled at her comments as he continued.

"Now I know, that YOU know, you do not look like hell. But you do look a little stressed out. And you're not the only one.. This city has a way of just draining all the bloody life right out of you..."
 
Illustra- the elevator ride

MorningStar said:
[ She smiled at her friend, if a little reluctantly. ]

"Well he has a good body...but he's not my type, obviously - I'm not into that whole "smooth" thing. Besides, it's clear the two of you are...on your way."

[ Delilah winked. ]

"You sure put him in his place tonight though girl."

[ She leaned back against the wall of the elevator. ]

"And I'm sorry for getting annoyed at him - but I put up with that shit from cops ALL THE TIME. It gets to me. Especially when you two clearly like each other - he seems like nice enough a guy, I just don't want you to get hurt by his behavior."

[ Delilah cocked an eyebrow at Morgan, then put on an "innocent" look. ]

"Unless of course, you WANT him to hurt you, you kinky supermodel you."

[ She laughed again and nudged Morgan playfully with her arm. ]
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<< Morgan took Delilah's hand and squeezed it>>

That's why your my best friend D. You've always looked out for me. we've been there for each other. You and Alison are the sisters i never had.

<< letting her friend's hand go, Morgan smiles a bit.>>

Nicolas is definately something RARE in the Six. a man who can hold his own, but knows how to charm women and understands the value of having us on his side rather than having us want to KILL HIM. After Cameron and Bane...Nicolas is a much needed breath of fresh air.

I must admit, even without being a telepath, i could FEEL him almost as soon as i became aware of him. Try as i may to keep him at bay, i find myself thinking about him more often than i could ever admit to anyone else except you.

<< listening to Delilah speak about her own experience with arrogant macho cops on the force and apologizing about possibly being a "kill joy" at Nicolas' Morgan nods in understanding>>

you know me..you know how i feel about men in general, thanks to my father. I wouldn't tolerate that crap either..in fact i'd probably do alot WORSE to a man for any wrong comment they made.

and as for the whole proposed "hot tub" excursion, dont worry about it.

<< Morgan begins playing with her blonde hair a bit.>>

can you imagine the fallout if someone had somehow discovered that Alycia was in a hot tub NUDE with us?

picture the headline: Illustra: fashion empire or house of ill repute? Former DA caught nude in hot tube with Super Model Morgan Victoria and former NYPD Officer Delilah Trelevan..all of whom were cavorting with an unknown black man, possibly a male model from Illustra.

<< laughing at the thought of the controversy it would cause, Morgan got serious again for a moment.>>

I may play and flirt...but ultimately, I dont want to be hurt either. not only would i feel weak and foolish..i'd feel like i'd have been HAD.

<< as Delilah spoke about her "Wanting to be hurt"...Morgan knew exactly what her friend was playing at and looked at her with a coy expression.>>

why yes, Delilah...that is EXACTLY what it is!

<< doing a model turn, a chime sounds off as Morgan is now wearing a replica of Madonna's "erotica" costume, complete with mask and whip.>

I've been DYING to wear this little number and perhaps now i'll get my chance!

<< lightly tapping Delilah on her legwith the tip of the whip>>

shame on you! you're not as INNOCENT as you would have us to believe!
 
Parthenon Bar

"More like the people."

:: Running one of her black manicured fingers along the rim of her glass, Persephone glanced over to Ethan, perking a curious brow. He obviously didn't know who 'she was'..which was a nice change, but still very odd. Parting her glossy lips, she sucked in a deep breath and sighed. ::

"Relentless and nosey. All of them. It's a shame really. This society is so caught up in other people's affairs and losses, they simply glue themselves to the television, watching Entertainment Tonight, awaiting the next scandel. Or buy those ridiculous Star magazines hoping to find something interesting to gossip about."

:: Realizing she had just ranted far too much than she would have liked to, to a perfect stranger, Persephone gave him a small smile while picking up her drink. ::

"I apologize. Like you said, i've had a bad day."
 
[ Delilah squeezed Morgan's hand in return - she of course felt the same way about Morgan and Alison being HER family. It had been a long time since she had any blood family around her. She was very protective of them - a lot more than she was of Haleigh clearly, or how she had been with Alexis or Blaze.

She allowed herself a hearty laugh as Morgan suggested the field day the press would have if a hot tub situation was ever found out. Then Morgan playfully changed her "costume" and Delilah bent over with laughter. ]

"I'm sure Nicolas would LOVE that. And hey just because I'm selective about which of the male species can get frisky with me, doesn't mean I'm a nun."

[ She snapped her fingers and the elevator burst into life. "Erotica" by Madonna could now be heard playing, and "mirror ball" like lighting played on the walls and floor. Half-dressed men - straight out of a Madonna video and matching Morgan's outfit perfectly - now cavorted around them. All holographic, of course. She tore her eyes away from the attractive eye candy to look back at Morgan and make one further response to her comments. ]

"But I must say I was suprised to find you fancying Nicolas - you are usually so closed off to men emotionally. It's good to see you excited about someone now."
 
Illustra-elevator ride

<< Morgan smiled as "Erotica" came on in the elevator and the sexy holographic men straight out of Madonna's videos appeared. Delilah had a wicked sense of humour and it showed.>>

Wooo!

<< Waving her whip, Morgan laughed as she danced a bit to Erotica for the time that it played.>>

<< as the holograms went away, Morgan looked at Delilah.>>

yes..i'm kind of surprised myself. it's kind of exciting, like the feeling of discovering something, or trying on a custom designed dress for the first time..there's this feeling that you're sitting on top of the world. even if its just for a moment.

<< at that moment, the elevator chimed as it arrived to Delilah's floor.>>

thanks for hanging with us tonight...after everything that happened earlier...we deserved some "fun time."
 
[ Delilah smiled warmly as Morgan spoke about how she was feeling. The elevator arrived on her floor and she stepped off. She turned back to Morgan who was still inside. ]

"We sure did. You, me and Alison should go out for drinks soon. Sleep well, Morg."

[ She waved and turned to go into her apartment. She walked into her living room and sank down onto the couch. She flipped the channels on the projection tv, not finding anything really to watch but not wanting to think about those members of the Six who hadn't had such a good time today. But then again, maybe things would be looking up for everyone. ]
 
Koi

As Ethan rose and passed her to leave, she caught him by the elbow. He would find himself unable to pull out if her grasp... but she wouldn't hurt him. She just wanted to say one final thing.

"You'd better THINK about everything I said, Ethan. I didn't say it just because I like the sound of my own voice."

She said, in a low tone, before letting him go. She watched him go back up into the restaurant's more secluded area and then found a place for herself to leave, unaware all the while that Alison had been watching them both the whole time.

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

105th Floor, Davidoff Penthouse:

Zach is bent over a Brunswick Cromwell billiards table, a classy, European table built in the 1920's, handlaiden with intricate detail and finished with a black felt playing surface. He shoots a combo after breaking and eyes his next move, rolling his sleeves up to his elbow.... and catching sight of Haleigh, who is standing in the doorway of the gameroom, watching him. She walks over to the table and leans against it, her expression apologetic.

"I don't want to fight.... not with you."

Z:"Where'd you go?"

"I met a man-- don't worry... women aren't his thing. anyway... he wants to kill Alycia... and in spite of how a feel about her... I dunno... even when presented with the opportunity... I didn't want her dead. I know that would do more harm than good... And maybe Morgan was right... maybe I was out of line earlier... I was just so... I felt--"

Z:"I know." He said softly, putting down his pool stick and pulling her into his arms. "So..." He began, changing the subject to something more playful. "How come you wear this pretty little dress for him but not when you go out with me?"

Haleigh giggled, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him closer as she slid up to sit on the edge of the table. "It was a strategic move... and it worked."

Zach gave her an amused, if confused look. "I thought you said he was..."

Haleigh cut him off with a devilish smile. "NO silly.... it worked on YOU." She said, pulling him into a tender kiss. He gave her a crooked smile.

Z:"You're so full of it."

Haleigh laughed.... she couldn't argue. "Whatever. Take me to bed or lose me forever!" She said, intentionally taking a line from his favorite movie. He chuckled as he nuzzled her neck. Both of them knew Alison's voyeuristic self was probably watching them again... but neither of them seemed to mind. Little did they know, Alison was about to pay Haleigh a little visit.
 
illustra- 105th floor

:: if Haleigh had learned anything about Alison, it was that the woman had a dark, almost perverse sense of humour that was really understood by no one else.::

:: being a "seer" MORE than encompassed the impulse of voyeurism. especially when it allowed her to get the drop on someone.::

:: as Haleigh and Zach began to do what they do, Alison BLINKED into view. "sitting" in mid air up toward the ceiling and with her legs crossed at the knee.::

:: looking down at the two lovers as they cavorted, the stone faced expression of the seer betrayed no hint of reaction. but she LOUDLY cleared her throat.::

You two will have plenty of time for putting on your little performances later. It's your "performance" at KOI I'm more interested in right now though, Haleigh.


:: she continued to "sit" in the air up above them and looking down. Haleigh couldn't LIE to Alison, nor could she pretend to not know what the woman was talking about::
 
105th Floor: Davidoff Residence

Haleigh and Zach were in the process of undressing when Alison decided to crash the party, and she watched the two lowers kiss passionately for a few moments. Alison strategically ;) waits as Haleigh helps Zach out of his shirt, and then uses her powers to unbuckle and remove his belt. The sound of unzipping is heard before Alison clears her throat, and Zach starts to pull away but Haleigh wraps her legs around his waist and places a hand on the back of his neck tells him not to stop, looking up at Alison defiantly as he starts to kiss her neck.

"What is it, Alison, come to get a front row seat this time?"

She asks, and Alison opens with her interest in Haleigh's time spent in Koi. Haleigh sighs heavily, and brings Zach's face to hers to give him a parting kiss.

"Go take a shower baby... I'll be there in a little bit." She says, sliding off the edge of the pool table and fixing her dress as she goes to the minibar, which, as it was... happened to be quite near the dimension of a FULL-SIZE bar. Haleigh poured herself a glass of red wine. And, not without her manners, offered Alison some before responding to her inquiry.

"I swear.... I'm becoming something of an alcoholic after being with the Six. Something I can get you? What is it now, Alison... keeping tabs on me? Am I so untrustworthy that not only are you watching me like a hawk HERE, you're keeping an eye on me around town too? Yes... I met and had a drink with a man who's after Barnett.... so what? Nothing came of it.... what, are you going to tattle to Morgan, have Alycia arrest me? I mean Christ... I've been expelled from the team... what more do you want from me?"

It was clear she was irritated... and unreceptive to the idea of being reprimanded AGAIN.
 
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