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<< Morgan was hardly amused by Haleigh's little comments....she simply waved her hand dismissively and scoffed>>

yes...i suppose at least ONE of us will want to make sure they are visually appealing in the event we wind up on the evening news.:rolleyes:

<< Morgan may not have been completely "herself" in the year or so that followed the events with Valiant....but when it came to catty remarks....she was a natural at bitchery>>

<< as the young waitress took their orders...Morgan cast a quick glance on her as she walked away>>

......she doesnt look like she would work in a place like this.

<<she turned her attention to the new documents and photos>>

MysTech.....the Citadle.......MysTech......i recovered from my injuries during the battle with the Axis of Evil at a hospital owned by MysTech.....some of their "big wigs" have come to the many exclusive balls and gala's that ive been in attendance of myself... but if what your saying is true...then MysTech

<< she paused....and as she was gripping the metal fork on the table....she began to BEND IT and crush it>>

bankrolled the Axis of Evil...which BLACK was apart of...and my father..HE was behind all of this!? He's ALIVE...and STILL blighting my path......what about my mother?? she's a private citizen.....can you dispatch a detailed guard around her house?

<<thunder rumbled in an almost growling sort of way....as Morgan gritted her teeth>

Foxfire is alive!!!......and she needs me......i wont fail her this time...and Christopher.......that monster...I have to do something about him!!...i have to KILL HIM!!!

<< the ferocity that Haleigh saw in the pictures was now beginning to be seen LIVE.....as the area around them grew colder from the darkness of morgan's own aura...she quickly regained her compsure...lest she draw attention to their booth>>
 
"Yes... ONE of us will be VISUAL... I'm sure by then your royal thiness will have wasted away to nothing... or else need to be assisted by wheelchair, for said other's muscle mass will surely have frittered away and will no longer be capable of supporting her bone structure."

Haleigh watched the waitress slink away... as she absentmindedly retorts to Morgan. She took in Morgan's comment about the waitress, trying to determine from the way she left if the woman had heard anything unusual. She hadn't seemed to... and she handled criticism well... but when she came over she hadn't shown any telltale signs of eavesdropping... So Haleigh decided to observe more before passing final judgement. Any more STARING would be detrimental to the woman's life. Taking a deep breath to try to work out the cramp that was again forming in her ribs because of atmospheric electric charge, she eyeballed the fork in Morgan's hand. She reached across the table, leaning forward and placing her hand over Morgan's, in what seemed a friendly or comforting gesture but what really an action to obscure the fork from view. Haleigh fought a smirk of victory as she looked Morgan in the eye to calm her, things were going as she had planned... but she mustnt get ahead of herself. Her own powers counteracted Morgan's aura, filling the sorceress with warm fuzzies as Haleigh tried to talk her down.

"I'll send your mother extra protection immeadiately and inform her of recent events. YOU need to calm down... the more attention you attract to us the more LIVES have to be manipulated and/or lost tonight. We cannot afford to be noticed, understand?"

Haleigh pulled her cell from her coat pocket, holding eye contact with Morgan as she hit a speed-dial button to reach her assistant's desk. It rings... and rings... and rings... Haleigh only shows her impatience inthe slight furrowing of her brow, which disappears as the phone is answered.

>>sorry... my printer's broken so i was at the station's backup.
"Well... have communications issue you a mobile and get that number to me immediately. As my newly promoted Personal assistant I'll need to be able to reach you WHEREVER you are. Have security division dispatch a level three special tactics unit to Karen Victoria's residence. Go to her yourself. She's a supernatural being... identify yourself and show credentials... fill her in on today's events. Your visit should not be observed."
>>With haste.
"Thank you."

Haleigh hung up, her eyes scanning the diner again. She licked her lips slowly, her stomach rumbling again, her ribs still complaining. She looks up at Morgan.

"Level three units are hardly noticable... but very efficient. any outside surveillance won't detect thier presence, but if they think your mother is in danger, they will protect her. We can nail these bastards to the wall, Morgan... but we have to do this right. If anyone knows we are having this conversation... we will lose our element of surprise. We cannot afford to be noticed."
 
:: An awkward sensation filled her head as she closed her eyes for a few moments. She didn't think he would take her invitation to go into her mind seriously. Never-the-less, if he enjoyed looking, so be it. Fluttering her eyes open, Alexis' aqua eyes shifted to Cameron --- he seemed somewhat detached. Watching him for a few moments, at the mention of Vivica, she glanced towards the petite black woman across the dance floor. Seeing her enjoying the company of a man, she smirked and shook her head gently turning back to Cameron. ::

"I can see that. But then again, so are you."

:: A devilish grin appeared as a small chuckle could be heard. Picking up her club soda, she took a small sip and placed it back down on the bar top. Cameron kept referring to her as a mutant, which wasn't true. Interrupting him, she spoke. ::

"Actually...I'm a meta-human. Not a mutant. Although we are similar. I too find it refreshing to converse with people like me. I don't have to hide who I am...."

:: Pausing, Alexis noticed the bartender close by, narrowing her eyes, she leaned towards Cameron and began to speak in a softer tone. ::

"So...what exactly can you do. I've never actually come across a mind manipulator before....I'm intrigued."
 
*Eva drummed her fingers on the counter again, waiting for the rest of the two orders to be filled. She could still make out muffled words from the conversation over in the corner. This time she made out Citadle and Christopher. Christopher? Wasn't that one of the names of her captors? Yeah...Christopher Victory, he was the meaner of the two...atleast the other one tried to make her comfortable while she "helped" them with their tests. Now something really wasn't right about those two girls. How did they know about Mystech, or were they part of it? She shifted her weight to her other leg as she immediately noticed the shift in temperature in the diner. She waltzed around, leaning back against the counter as she looked around the diner, searching for anyone with any ounce of a menacing glare or grin. Her heart skipped a few beats, some of the eyes looking back at her, wondering what had spooked the waitress and she let out a breath. She was sure someone was here after her again, another one of MysTech's goons trying to do her in. She wasn't about to use her powers in public, and neither were they, atleast not visibly. If they wanted her, they'd come get her after she finished her orders. The bell clanged behind her as the cook placed the last plates down on the counter. Eva almost hit the roof, whipping around to look at him, the sound of the bell still ringing in her head. She shook her head a bit and piled the plates onto a big tray, grabbed a few more napkins and utensils and placed them in her apron and walked out from behind the counter towards the two ladies. She stopped in front of their booth and held the tray to her side as she began taking things off.*

"One chicken sala, light italian, and iced tea with lemon. Oh and a cheesecake. And then, one strawberry wine cooler, one and a half vodka on the rocks, 7 oz sirloin cooked medium, with an assortment of delicious fruits to accomodate the flavor, and another cheesecake slice."

*She placed all the plates down in front of their respective consumers and put the tray under her shoulder, marking off the items on her slip of paper. She looked down at table and noticed one of the forks had looked like it'd been in a fight with the sink dispencer. She grinned and picked it up, handing the woman a new, clean form from her apron. She nodded her head towards them and let them know that their ticket stub was at the counter whenever they were ready. Something was still strange about the two of them that she couldn't help shrugging off. She looked at both women and smiled.*

"Is there anything else I can get you?"
 
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<<Haleigh looked away.....when she turned back..she was greeted by a face that was completely enshrouded in shadow....save for glowing white eyes...and gleaming white teeth...almost fang like..yet somehow still feminine...it was as though she was now Mistress Death herself..>>

<<the voice was like cold...and unforgiving>>: your intelligence knows NOTHING of the power that I posses...or what i will do to Christopher once i get my hands on him. he has blighted my path....my mother's ...and he has subjected my sister to such cruel demented machinations......

If destroying him and this MysTech will help save the world...FINE...but like i told that foolish novice, VOLT in Valiant...I am NOT one to take orders.....

do NOT stand in my way when i set out to do what i shouldve done AGES AGO!


<< magick was NOT something that Haleigh or her organization had really dealth with in depth...this woman was fast prooving that she WAS indeed a "nuclear weapon" just waiting to go off>>

<< spellbinder snapped back to "normal"...appearing to be the icy super model that everyone knew her as just when the waitress appeared. she sharply turned and looked at the young waitress and watched her as she set the food down.....nodding as she walked away>>

now....let us refreshe ourselves......before I lay WASTE to Christopher and his organization!
:mad:
 
Haleigh looked back at Morgan... and a look of intrigue fixed on her face. She didn't look terrified or angered.... just as though she were a psychologist and her patient was having a new kind of episode.

"Riiiiiight...."

It ended instantly as the waitress came back.... and as the waitress greeted them and began to set the plates down, Haleigh slowly withdrew her hand from Morgan's trying not to call any attention to it, but instead quickly gathering her files and photos and moving them out of the way. She smiled and made eye contact with the waitress.... she reached into her purse as the girl got ready to leave, but called after her. she handed the girl a folded $50 bill, and explained with a smile.

"Thank you..... I don't like to leave the tip at the table... things disappear, you know.... be a dear and bring me that empty glass?"

Haleigh's smiled disappeared the instant the waitress left, she looked back at Morgan, laying a napkin in her lap and picking up her knife and fork. She managed to restrain herself from being snippy with Morgan, she could already sense she'd acheived making the woman hate her, and that made her happy enough for today. She still wouldn't let Morgan have the last word. She locked eyes with the sorceress as she cut her steak.

"Well, that's very touching Morgan... but I am neither foolish nor a novice... and I sense that soon, you will realize that you don't intimidate me... It doesn't do you any good to try. I am going to provide you with VITAL resources.... so before you try anything and in your continued DESPISE with me... remember that if it weren't for me.... you would not even KNOW your sister was alive..... how is your salad?"

She asked nonchalantly, as if she sat around and went tit-for-tat with Morgan all the time... as though she'd seen Morgan's "death-incarnate" bit a hundred times over. She hadn't.... and while it was slightly disturbing... Haleigh had seen more disturbing things in her past... and they weren't magickal... but still somehow demonic.
 
*She had nonchalantly sneaked a peek at a few of photos on the table as she placed the plates down. She saw one of the lab, bringing back all too real moments as she looked at the two of them. About to take off, she turned around hearing her name called. She looked at the shorter of the two women, curiously. She took the bill and blinked at it. She'd never gotten that much tip at one table...maybe there was a bounty out for her head. She looked up at the woman, slightly confused from her earlier comments and now generous heart, and listened to what she said. Crap. She'd forgotten the empty glass. Idiot. She refrained from slapping her forehead and just smiled, telling her that she'd be right back. She quickly walked over to the counter and looked around for the cook. He was no where to be seen. Sighing, she crawled onto the counter and reached into the sink, pulling out a dry cup and slid off, walking back towards the booth. She placed the glass down on the table next to the woman.*

"There, thank you, and I'm so sorry for forgetting. There anything else I can do for you two?"

*She waited until the woman assured her that if they needed more assistance, they'd just yell. Eva actually debated whether they meant that literally or not. Something was still strange about them but she let it go, there was something more dangerous in the air at the moment. She walked towards the swinging door that lead to the back area, nodding her head to one of her co-workers, acknowledging her as the new temp boss till she came back. She pushed the door open and walked through, making sure it closed straight behind her. She walked over to her locker and opened it, taking off her name tag and apron and placing both inside the open compartment. She stared at the door, then took a glance around the entire room, keeping her back to the locker as it was her only safe ground for now. This would have to do for any fight she'd have, she only prayed no one would come in and see her.*
 
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<< Morgan ate lightly.....glaring at Haleigh.........if looks could kill [although in her case..she did have a spell or to that would evoke a "medusa" effect]>>

<<in an icy voice>>: intimidation? im hardly interested in intimidating a woman who is cleary out for self gain. your no more interested in the wellfare of the general populace of this city or world than i am......you are just protecting your organization's interests....ive seen greedy, double dealing, information hogs like yourself many times past. I worked with Valiant...and hell.....there are people like this in the FASHION world....

granted....you have provided me with the "spark" to ignite that part of me which died a year ago in Europe...but if you think for one moment...that im taking a back seat to YOU ...a woman who couldnt possibly comprehend the power i possess. these files dont BEGIN to convey what i am capable of. The ONLY problem that stands in my way is that of Black. He is some kind of creature that is inately immune to my magicks......but NOT immune to my OTHER powers. I ....<< she gritts her teeth..and stops herself from shattering the glass in her grip>>....i destroyed him...with his own weapon....its merest touch ravaged my hand, wrist and arm.....and the energy that radiated from it negated my own magicks for months.......Ill need some tech....a kind of body armour...contouring that can black/repel ALL forms of energy signatures presently in use on earth.

since your so grand and smug....why dont you come up with THAT....and then...you can consider our partnership "official".

<< Spellbinder hated Haleigh..and wanted to take her head off her shoulders...either with her bare hands or with a stepping disc....and if this woman interefered with her rescuing foxfire and destroying Christopher in a long awaited revenge....then she would do JUST THAT>>

but i warn you...stay out of my way...and DONT interfere when i have Christopher in my grasp...
 
« Cameron listened intensly to Alexis' words. Until tonight, he had only heard of mutants. Those were the only people he knew with powers beyond the scope of the human existence, but now there were Sorcerers, Meta Humans and the like. There was so much to the realm of power that Cameron knew nothing about. »

"What exactly can I do? Well it is really just a question on what I want to do? I have trained by myself for quite sometime.. here let's test it out, shall we?"

« As he looked out into the crowd of people drinking, dancing and conversing, he began to think of just what exactly he could do that would show Alexis the magnitude of his training, but not necessarily give her everything about him. They had just meant about an hour ago, and he couldn't go revealing all of his secrets. He then decided to play around with his surroundings. Tapping into his power of telekinesis, he began to will some very interesting things to happen. The lights began to flicker on and off, as the music from the speakers went from loud to soft, then loud to soft. The soda fountains and drink spouts began spewing liquids in all different directions, as every person's glass began to float in the air, the liquid making ribbon like patterns in the air. Nobody seemed to notice anything happening except for Alexis. He had blocked the other's minds' from seeing it. »

"It all comes pretty natural to me..although this ability is much more new..."

« He flicked his hands at the shot glasses as they exploded into shards, all the liquid spilling everywhere and the glass pieces falling back onto the bar table. Cameron was even impressing himself. Nobody had really seen the extent of his training. It felt good to somewhat show off. Then with a squint of his eyes, he willed the glass pieces back together, as the liquid moved with fluidity back into their glasses. He glanced back at Alexis as he quietly made everything go back to normal. »

"Need to see anymore?"
 
Haleigh smiled at the waitress and turned back to Morgan, taking a bite of steak and mixing the wine cooler and vodka and washing it down with a long sip. she continues to eat, seemingly unaware that morgan is insulting her until she finally looks up with soft disdain. If ever she met a more stuck up, self absorbed woman. BUT.... Morgan Victoria WAS her nuclear weapon.... and Haleigh had the discipline and patience to put up with anything to get ahead, and she cut in after Morgan wen ton that bit about people in the fashion world.

"You know... I just commited EIGHT of my highly trained professionals to your mother's protection... the least you could do is show a LITTLE bit of gratitude. Just a little."

She went on eating as Morgan continued to rant on like a raving lunatic. She just nodded and looked up everynow and then as though she were having a stimulating conversation and not being condescended upon. she was enjoying her food... the tastes were exquisite... and she didn't at all envy the rabbit food Morgan was acting as though she could actually enjoy. She looked up and smiled as Morgan accused her of being grand and smug.

"Consider it done.... I tell you what... We even have models that are stylish and pretty. If i make it purple, can I continue to be grand and smug? How about pink?"

She said mockingly, as though she were talking to a child. She took another sip and reached once more for her phone. She sighed and inwardly rolled her eyes. she licked her lips and had a brief onesided conversation.

"Jen... yeah. I need a Z7 model armor, female variation. Purple. That new flex stuff been rated? good. She's about six-one and 135 pounds. I'll tell you what, make that two suits. mine to be black. you know my measurements.... our new partner is expecting a very energetic confrontation... I'm at Shooters."

She hung up, her eyes still trained on Morgan. She seemed almost... amused by Morgan's anger. She looked around the diner once more. That looming danger feeling had returned once more. Jenny walked through the front door with a metallic suitcase. She walked up to Haleigh and set it down beside her, and then nodded before walking a few feet beyond them, to a secluded corner where she disappeared.

"Happy now luv?"
 
<< Morgan backed off...just a bit...realizing that Haleigh HAD in fact made good on her promise to keep her mother secure....and now she brought forth the tech that she so badly needed in order to not only lay TOTAL WASTE to MysTech..but if Black was alive..and dared to attack her...she'd plummet to a whole new depth of sadism with the revenge she planned to carry out upon him!>>

<< a wicked..almost DEMONIC smile came over her wintery face...as it seemed angular...and partially enshrouded in shadow as she stood up>>

amazing.......so you are something more than a low rent version of James Bond after all! Give that to me!

<< she snatches the suitcase from Haleigh and rips it open effortless with a fraction of her super strength.>>

<< she looks for her tech...and its EXACTLY designed to her specifications.....>>

Goddess....its......

<< with a loud crashing sound....the power completely DIES within the diner...as a "blacklight" effect blasts through the building....>>

<< Morgan looks around>>

what is THIS!?

<< outside the building.....10 heavily armed MysTech Shadow Demons close in on the building.....5 coming toward the front....the other five zeroing in on the back end.....they were closing in on the back end of the building, where Eva Valentine was .....but they were about to encounter more than they bargained for....>>
 
Haleigh was pleasantly snacking on her cheescake when Morgan snatched the suitcase away. She looked up again, sliding the fork out of her mouth and swallowing. As soon as Morgan opened the suitcase, they were imediately plastered themselve to the women's bodies. The design was perfect, as though the suits were specially tailored... they were suprisingly flexible yet covered the women from mid-throat all the way down. They had no logos or identifying marks... for Haleigh was in the business of secrecy.

"You know.... please is nice sometimes.... Its a gesture of manners, you see-- Shit."

She said calmly, as though she dropped her food from her fork or something... even though she was reffering to the THINGS approaching all the exits. She reacted smoothly, catching the table by the edge and throwing it on its side, protecting them [sort of] from the front entrance, the men were already coming in over there. Haleigh ducked down, grabbing the suitcase. She peeled up a layer of foam to reveal two rather LARGE firearms resembling shotguns.

"Plasma gun. They fire rounds that could move a TANK fifty feet... just fire one, two, three and you've taken out the entire fucking front 'nonsmoking section' of the diner. Takes about a second and a half to recharge. SOMEBODY heard us.... I'm gonna kill that fucking waitress... you hold them off."

Haleigh demonstrated, moving the gun a few inches each time she counted. she didnt much CARE if Spellbinder didn't like taking orders, she could do whatever she wanted. Haleigh just felt better giving them out, as she stepped out of the cover of the booth and fired a single round towards the demon that was busting down the front door. The gun lit up and emited a blast of substance that was nearly undescribable, but as it hit the demon, proved its worth, and though it may not have killed it, it certainly bought Haleigh the time she needed to scramble across the diner and jump over the counter. There were only a few customers sitting near the counter.... and they were eaten up in the crossfire as Haleigh narrowly misses the retaliation for her efforts. Haleigh watches a blast of enemy ammunition eat its way through the counter a few feet away. She calls after Morgan to invite her into the more protected area...

"Hey Rabbit.... If you're still alive over there.... you might want to amble on over this way..."

The temperature began to drop severely... Morgan and Haleigh's suits would protect them from extreme temperatures... and Haleigh's initial defense reaction was to freeze as much as possible... she could not have known they demons would be immune to cold... but perhaps she could get lucky and freeze their weapons into malfunction...
 
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« Cameron listened intensly to Alexis' words. Until tonight, he had only heard of mutants. Those were the only people he knew with powers beyond the scope of the human existence, but now there were Sorcerers, Meta Humans and the like. There was so much to the realm of power that Cameron knew nothing about. »

"What exactly can I do? Well it is really just a question on what I want to do? I have trained by myself for quite sometime.. here let's test it out, shall we?"

« As he looked out into the crowd of people drinking, dancing and conversing, he began to think of just what exactly he could do that would show Alexis the magnitude of his training, but not necessarily give her everything about him. They had just meant about an hour ago, and he couldn't go revealing all of his secrets. He then decided to play around with his surroundings. Tapping into his power of telekinesis, he began to will some very interesting things to happen. The lights began to flicker on and off, as the music from the speakers went from loud to soft, then loud to soft. The soda fountains and drink spouts began spewing liquids in all different directions, as every person's glass began to float in the air, the liquid making ribbon like patterns in the air. Nobody seemed to notice anything happening except for Alexis. He had blocked the other's minds' from seeing it. »

"It all comes pretty natural to me..although this ability is much more new..."

« He flicked his hands at the shot glasses as they exploded into shards, all the liquid spilling everywhere and the glass pieces falling back onto the bar table. Cameron was even impressing himself. Nobody had really seen the extent of his training. It felt good to somewhat show off. Then with a squint of his eyes, he willed the glass pieces back together, as the liquid moved with fluidity back into their glasses. He glanced back at Alexis as he quietly made everything go back to normal. »

"Need to see anymore?"
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:: Alexis spun her chair around and rested her back against the edge of the bar. Raising a brow, she smiled at the small tricks Cameron began to display in the club. Tilting her head to the side, she shifted her eyes from person to person, seeing that they didn't notice anything strange was going on. Grinning, this man could be a very valuable partner with the extent of his powers. ::

"Very impressive..."

:: But of course, like all men, they enjoy showing off their toys. Soon it was as if there was a rainbow of drinks flowing throughout the air. Different patterns and shapes were made as Alexis continued to watch. It was obvious that Cameron was a very powerful mutant that enjoyed showing off his tricks. Spinning her chair back around, she nodded to him with approval. ::

"Quite a wide range of powers you have...."

:: Alexis got what she wanted. She saw what Cameron could do with his powers, and now she was bored. Sliding slowly off the chair, she smoothed the wrinkles of her lace dress out, and grabbed her purse. Tucking a few of her blonde locks behind her ear, she smirked at Cameron. ::

"It was very nice to meet you, Mr. King....Thank you for the drink."

:: Sliding her business card in front of him, the thick off white card read her name, work phone number, and cell phone number. Looking straight into his eyes, her sapphire orbs flashed a pale white for a split second as a smirk appeared on her lips. ::

"Goodnight."

:: With that. Alexis turned away and began to make her way to the exit of the Rainbow Room. Placing her purse on her shoulder, she made eye contact with the hostess obviously meaning that Alexis was leaving and wanted her limo pulled around. Stepping out of the club, she stood under the large red tent that covered the entrance and crossed her arms waiting. Studying her surroundings, the humid air seemed cooler than usual. A chill ran through Alexis' body as a small but very cold breeze swept by her. ::
 
*Eva stood in the back, ready for whatever was coming her way. She could hear them pounding down the door in the front, along with shrieking screams and tons of movement around. Something didn't sound too good. She could hear people shouting orders of firing guns and wondered what was going on. Before she could do anything she heard noises behind her, spinning around to face the back door that lead outside. Holy crapping beanstalks! They were coming from BOTH sides of the diner. Something told her that the usual pretty boy hunters weren't here...it was something bigger and harder. Atleast she gave props to the two regulars of the Citadle...they had finally done something right with all their information on her. Big and bad and possible rivals, was she really up to all this?*

"Shit! I can't hold off both ends at once!"

*Eva tried not to panic, breathing and letting her power surge through her, calming it down as it began to make waves inside her. Her eyes glowed an icy metallic blue and white, glowing slightly as she picked up more strength and energy. Her hands glowed blue as she awaited them to pile in from the back. The room began to shake slowly as pouding on the wall could be heard. A hand broke through. It started clawing it's way through and soon bodies started trying to make their way in. She held a hand out and blasted a beam of ice at the wall, trying to cover up the hole and keep the bad guys out. Good thinking...to bad it didn't work. The slip of ice covered the wall, but apparantly the things weren't vunerable to ice, they passed right through.*

"What the...? If I can't use water, what other immunities do they have. I asked not for babies but good lord, didn't think I'get the fleet squad!"

*She let them climb in through the crack in the wall and grabbed the apron from her locker, grabbed the utensils in her hands, four at a time. She was very good at weilding smaller weapons, thanks to her many caoperia classes and their lessons in stick manuvering. Holding two utensils between her fingers on both hands, she ignited all of them on fire. She then threw them, following them straight with bolts of lightning as they arced across the room straight at the first demon that had entered. She stuck her hand into the apron and did the same with the rest of the utensils, blasting them over towards the demons as it hailed forks and knives down on them. She moved away from the lockers into the middle of the room and cracked her knuckles, balling them into fists as she waited, her powers ready. If Christopher wanted her, he'd have to kill her first.*
 
Haleigh counted the pauses between enemy fire. She could hear Spellbinder struggling, still out in the open probably. That table wouldn't last long. Haleigh counted another cycle and stood up in the pause. She fired once towards the demons again, her firearm making a charging noise and then an electronic firing noise, nearly lighting up the room. It gave away her position in the dark.... but Haleigh needed Morgan alive after this one.

"Hey Rabbit! Make a break for it! Bring my cell so I can get us some BACKUP!"

The blast would give Morgan a few seconds time before they gathered themselves to retaliate... and once they did they'd be after Haleigh anyways. Haleigh couldn't see a goddamn thing. She switched on the flashlight mounted in her weapon beneath the barrel... and kicked the swinging doors back, firing just as her weapon recharged, and luckily for Eva, it was also precisely the time Eva reached back in her locker for her apron, for if it had been a second earlier or a second later, Eva wouldve been directly in front of the plasma round. The only negative thing about the weapon Haleigh was using was that much like a high-power scale shotgun, it left LARGE holes in the back door.... in fact... the back door was hardly there. at least it knocked the demons back long enough for Haleigh to set fire to the back area.... the door erupted in flames first and they spread as though there was accelerant poured all over the place. That should hold them off a good while. Haleigh trained her firearm on EVA next, the flashlight on it blinding the waitress and making it difficult to determine where Haleigh was through the glare.

"WHO did you TALK TO?!"
 
<< the front end of the diner had been ruined...gutted by the fire fight....the few humans that had been present were completely vaporized, the interior of the diner was now completey ravaged as bits of the ceiling fell down from to the floor....and as the last of the five armoured shadow demons was dispatched....and the fury of noise began to calm....Haleigh didnt hear or see Morgan...it was as though she disappeared>>

<< By the time Haleigh made her way to the back to confront Eva.....a large globe rolled in the back room from the now ripped off back door...A CLUSTER BOMB with enough concussive power to smash through walls and small structures and immediately DETONATED a ballistic force effect that ...painfully blasted Haleigh and Eva, out into the alley way of the diner. Outside the assailants surrounded them and were confident that their target had been suitable stunned and disoriented....as a voice was heard in the air>>

Eva Valentine...you are surrounded with no possible hope for escape...any casualties suffered at this diner tonight will be blamed upon you and reported to local law enforcement. you can either risk being exposed for a mutant to the police...be killed right here where you stand ...or surrender to MysTech and return for expungement...you are a failed experiment and can no longer be allowed to compromise the security of MysTech and the Citadle

<< Spellbinder was no where insight......where was she? could she have taken the tech that Haleigh given her and left to find the citadle on her own?....it was a thought that crossed Haliegh's mind....but at this moment she realized that Eva had NOT ratted them out..but in fact had drawn them there because SHE was their target.... the five shadow demons were accompanied by two larger, bulkier "gladiators" composed of carbonium....giving them the strength comparable to that of "The Incredible Hulk" and four "warbirds"....large flying war craft piloted by robots...and armed with an array of repulsor cannons that packed a deadly punch. >>
 
Haleigh kept her light trained on Eva, waiting for a response.... but she suddenly wondered why she was fighting back at the demons spilling into the diner... it meant one of two things.... either SHE was the target, in which case, she hadn't ratted and Haleigh's presense here was merely coincidental... or... Haleigh and Morgan were the targets and this woman just happened to be involved deeply in some other manner....and that was when she heard a quiet metallic rolling noise and felt something bounce off the side of her foot and roll back a few feet. Haleigh instinctively moved her weapon to light up the floor... and identified the sphere that was rolling to a stop. She took three steps back as quickly as she could... all seemed to be perfectly quiet and time moved in that warped slow that it always does in an adrenaline rush during imminent danger.

"Fuck."

She uttered calmly and simply, realizing the bomb for what it was. She held tightly to her weapon, putting it behind her back to protect it from the blast, knowing what was coming, and was probably six or seven feet away from it as it detonated, its powerful concussive force hitting her directly in the chest and slamming her THROUGH the wall behind her, sending her flying into the brick wall of the neighboring building, about a story's height from the ground. She fell straight down, landing in a heap, debri from the diner piling atop her. The good thing was she wasn't unconscious. the bad thing was her chest stung like hell and it took her a moment to breathe. the initial force knocked the air out of her lungs, and the brick wall that broke her flight sure hadn't helped... but a large portion of diner wall provided her some cover out in the open. Laying on her stomach, she noticed a coiled black wire with a small earpiece much resembling a thin phone cord coming from her suit.... she grinned, she knew she always loved being prepared. she fixed the earpiece in her ear. inside the throat portion of her suit, she could feel two quarter shaped pieces pressed on either side of her voicebox. she pressed them closer to her skin with one hand, looking around for Eva and looking further down the alley to see demons closing in on the north end. she knew there were demons covering the south end as well.

"Base Ops this is Black Widow. I need an extraction team immediately deployed to my location. Two soul pickup, maybe three, if our Rabbit will ever come out of the foxhole. We still have HEAVY enemy presence."

>>>Buy us some time Black Widow, we are assembling cover fire operatives and exits now.<<<

She nodded, to no one in particular as she realized she was laying in what seemed to be a shallow stream of water.... the streets hadn't completely drained from the storm the night before and a thin layer of water gave Haleigh an idea. She used her teeth to pull the glove from her left hand and touched the water. It instantly turned to ice and spread from wall to wall, which shot up the alleyway, turning every drop of water to ice and completely COVERING the ground, making for a slippery mess for the enemy as they attempted to close in on their targets.
 
*Stepping back next to her locker the swinging door suddenly opened as she swung around to see what had come through, to find only a straight beam of light flooding her eyes. She squinted a bit, then concentrated on looking at the floor to avoid screwing up her eyes. She could make out the feet of the person and then heard her voice. It was one of them from the booth! She knew they were up to no good...but then why were they fighting the demons on the other side then? It didn't make much sense to her but before she could get a word out she saw something hit the womans foot. She immediately took it for the worst thing it could be, her eyes going wide, and as the woman shined her flashlight on it, she nodded her head in agreement with the thought in her head. She shrugged at the woman and took off between lockers just running, hoping to put some distance between her and the bomb. Unfortunately, it didn't work. The thing detonated, exploding and sending everything around it zipping through the air. Eva balled herself up in preperation for what was going to happen, a set of lockers smacking right into her back as she plunged through one of the side walls of the diner, dumping her in the middle of the ground. She laid there for a minute, trying to get her breath back, her body shaking from the impact. She pushed the lockers off her and tried to sit up, her back aching as she strained to look up at what had come after her. Looks like Christopher was going to try a different approach to capturing her. She took a deep breath, letting her lungs fill completely with air before blowing out and cracking her neck some.*

"..ugh..There's always hope."

*She looked around her, trying to find the other woman that was in the back with her. She saw her under a large concrete section from the wall and slightly smirked, knowing her situation wasn't any better. Suddenly the ground became encased in ice, noticing the woman playing with a puddle near her. Eva raised an eyebrow realizing that she too was a mutant...hopefully trying to stop Mystech like she was. She took the slippery approach as she closed her eyes, trying to focus all the strength she had for now, thankful it wasn't a direct attack as her aim probably wasn't the best thing at the moment, as marble sized icy hail began to pour down around them by the buckets. If they didn't slip on the ice, they were going to roll down on the hail. Either way it bought the two women some time to get their senses back on track.*
 
<< the armored shadow demons began to slip and topple...causing the larger Battle Drones to lose their footing as well....it was something no one in the battalion wouldve expected....the sheet of ice on the ground and now the deluge of hailstones. but the "war birds" were not so easily defeated...as they easily ignored the temperature extremes and the nuisance of the hailstones......they flew up high in an arch pattern before circling around...and swooping down on the two women>>

targets are locked on.....commence firing the repulsor blasts!!

<< the sound of energy igniting is heard as halos of bright yellow energy form from two cannons from each Warbird......and Repulsor blasts, bolts of highly charged energy capable of smashing through anything BUT adamantium were unleashed at the women.......but as the bolts charged madly for them......an eldritch chime sounds off.....and a sparkling flow of arcane magick flows just above Black Widow and Tempest in a large circular pattern...as a shimmering "cyrstaline" shield sparkles into existence right above them and protects them from the power of the bolts......the bolts then ricochet off the shield back upward toward the warbirds ..the impact is rather explosive to say the least>>

<< an icy voice is heard>>: my my...on your belly in the ally? how appropriate!:rolleyes:

<< a blast of thunder heralds the arrival of a flying sorceress....Spellbinder....as she swoops down in perfect form...and barrells into one of the battle drones.....smashing him into the wall of another building in the alley which collapses upon him...suitably burying him>>

Spellbinder: we've got to get out of here...there are more of these things headed towards this building as we speak!

<< Spellbinder gave the two women time have gathered themselves..and they were now in a position to fight back against the remaining armored demons and one battle drone.....the drone, who was far bigger than all of the women (the size of the Incredible Hulk) immediately took aim and started firing massive repulsor blasts at them...spellbinder took to flight....to draw his fire....returning her OWN fire with powerful eldritch bolts.

mean while the armored demons closed in on Black Widow and Tempset. Two of the 5 demons immediately began firing their Psycho Cannons at Tempest ...while the other three lashed out with "shadow whips"...these whips appeared to be ribbons shadow...but they snapped and flowed so fast...with deadly sharp edges....as one slashed Black Widow across the face...and the other across her stomach area....and the third demon seized hold of her weapon with his whip...quickly yanking it from her grasp and hurling it away.>>

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Haleigh takes the time to utter a couple more expletives as she sees a warbird above her out of the corner of her eye. She considers scooting further under the chunk of wall... but knows she'd rather not be near ANYTHING getting fired at... because the wall is only the size of a table and might not last long. she growls... and wonders just what the hell happened to the woman she was having 'dinner' with. Haleigh doubted very much that Morgan was dead.... but that meant considering the possibility that Morgan had taken the tech Haleigh'd provided and skipped out to find the Citadle... and hung Haleigh out to dry. As Haleigh had begun to formulate ways to track down and murder Morgan... she rolled out from under the 'wall' and rose to her feet... but stopped to look up at the shield that manifested over her. She looked over with disdain, brushing some debri and dust from her suit as Morgan spoke and reappeared. She was disappointed that she wouldn't have an excuse to strangle the lofty bitch.

"Its nice to see you too, dear... Yes well, you know, we can't ALL be like YOU, on our BACKS all the time. I've had an extraction team dispatched."

She said sharply, sliding her glove back on. she watched Spellbinder take to the air, and scrunched her nose as five armored demons closed in on her and Eva. Haleigh rocked back into a defensive position, her hands up, but loose. She arched her back and jumped backwards to avoid the whip aimed for her stomach but wasn't quite fast enough to lean back... and the tip of the second caught her cheekbone, leaving a shallow diagonal slash along her cheekbone, and she lost her weapon to the third whip. She clenched her teeth, moving so quickly her movements seemed to run together into one fluid motion. Ske kicked up a loose brick by her left feet, flinging it toward the one on the far left who took her weapon. She dropped to one knee to duck the far right's second swipe... and pulled a blade from her boot, throwing it quickly at the second. She scooped a 4 foot beam from the ground as she stood, moving in on the third. she used the beam to 'catch' the whip of the center demon as he tried to attack her, and she slid into him. She avoided wasting her time on the protected areas of his body, gripping his outstretched "whipping" arm and lifting it, uppercutting him squarely in the side of the ribs. Haleigh stripped the demon of the weapon on its hip, an atheme that was nearly as long as her forearm from elbow to wrist. Haleigh, being shorter than the demon, saw her opening. The demon wore a protective helmet that covered its face... but under its rim Haleigh could see flesh... and she plunged the atheme right into the opening.

Haleigh pushed the demon away, her gaze falling to the next demon. She was ready to take him on.... but suddenly there appeared a massive heavily armed man in front of her... and behind her... and then two one either side of her. Two more heavily armed men appeared behind the demons on Haleigh.... and each of them simultaneously attacked their targets, leaving Haleigh free to stand and watch. She folded her arms across her chest, nodding. The men were all dressed in black and unlike Mystech demons.... these men had no logos on their armor. these men were Haleigh's extraction team, and two were firing at the warbirds still in the air, while two went off to help Eva.

"Lets GO, Rabbit.... you too waitress."

Haleigh shouted over the fighting. Two of her armed escorts were done with the whip happy demons and flanked her, weapons at the ready, waiting for a chance to fire.
 
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