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"Oh its bloody fabulous! Its a soap opera over here. Well Morg flips out, hits me for sticking up for Hal's and Cam, broke my damn jaw. Morg saved Alison from Limbo and all but she's not remembering things. Cameron has another sister named Erika who healed me, we're meeting her now. Hal's is ok but ready to kill Morg. Cam found this mysterious woman named Rachel Gray, a doc. from Mystech who used to perform surguries on people by force. She's afraid for her life, and she needs our protection. Cam, Erika, Hal's, and Rachel are at Haleigh's place while Morgan is at her own penthouse. Oh and we miss you, well I do."

** Her wording was quick and to the point. Blaze knew she was probably forgetting a few details but that was a quick summary for now. She sensed Alexis seemed on edge too but didn't think it was her business to ask details. **
 
:: Pausing...the line seemed like it was dead as Alexis sat in shock. Well, you leave a week and Morgan goes on a rampage, Cameron now has TWO sisters, a woman claims to be a doctor from mystech, and everyone wants everyone else dead. Although the last one didn't seem TOO much out of the ordinary. ::

"..Well...too bad i'm missing all the excitment, eh?"

:: Alexis knew Blaze was feeling the pressure from all of the tension in the group...especially since Morgan even went as far as to lash out at Blaze and HIT her. Extending her neck to the side, Alexis ran her hand down her neck feeling the knots. ::

"Are you going to be okay, Blaze?.."

:: This time, very sincere, she was concerned from the walking inferno. She knew all to well what Blaze was feeling like. ::
 
Floor 105: The Davidoff Penthouse

Hales watched Blaze cautiosly... she was concerned, though she might not admit it. The others had gone off to where she suggested... and thenk goodness no one had opposed her... because she was frazzled and her patience was worn thin enough-- and she was armed.... never a good combination for anyone to get fresh with her. Haleigh looked Blaze over as she lay beneath the red throw. Several times she opened her mouth as if to say something... but stopped. It had been a LONG time since she comforted someone... the gesture felt oddly ill-placed.... so she said nothing... Blaze didnt want to talk yet... and that was okay. Haleigh leaned back into the cushions of the sofa, relaxing somewhat, her hand on her 45 in her lap, listening intently and just looking around, on watch for anything slightly abnormal.

As Blaze opened her eyes again, Haleigh sat back up and leaned forward, straining to listen harder. "Did you hear that?" She asked, breaking the silence. Blaze went over to the window... and Hales neglected what she'd heard to instead follow Blaze over. She listened quietly, coming up behind Blaze, looking over Blaze's shoulder at her reflection in the window. Hales hugged Blaze from behind, wrapping her arms around Blaze's abs and resting her chin on Blaze's shoulder. It seemed like the right thing to do... Blaze was really torn up about this whole thing, though she tried to hide it. H did her best to say something comforting.

"Morgan... is not herself right now... she's been touchy before but this is insane... perhaps... we should keep our distance... and watch our step. This might be a phase... but I must caution you... it might NOT be. You have to be prepared to accept that the Morgan you know is slipping away... we need to handle her with diplomacy... I admire what you did, standing up to her like that... but dont you EVER do that again. It really set her off... I'll try to be... eh... you know... nice."

Haleigh let go of Blaze so she could turn around and smiled, dismissing it, adding a little more dry humor to lighten the tone. "Yeah, because I can't have Morgan thinking I'm in danger of actually being an okay person." Haleigh watched Blaze go back over and sit down, she smiled softly at the subject change. Her dogs were the loves of her life, true constants through everything. "That Blue Dobe is Delta, and the Brindle Boxer and Man Of the House is Echo." Haleigh put a cigarrette in her mouth as blaze's phone rang, lighting it with a black zippo style lighter decorated with a small red hourglass shape... the black widow symbol. Haleigh nodded, she already knew it was Alexis. She gestured with hand signals, whispering that she was going to check on the others. She handed Blaze the Glock 45 and went into the breakfast area, walking past the small, four place table and into the short hall leading to her room. She leaned against the threshold of her bedroom door, watching Cameron sleep for a few seconds. how sweet... he slept on the floor... its a big fucking bed, not like he'd get her cooties or anything. She looked up at the bed... it looked ..... empty. Haleigh walked over and moved the sheets... it was empty. Haleigh reached under her bed to the Remington 870 express shotgun tucked there. She came back out of the bedroom, crossing the livingroom to go check the guestroom, pumping the shotgun to load the chamber. She carefully opened the door, easing it open with the gun lifted... Rachel lay there in bed, or at least, the illusion of her did. Haleigh shut the door again softly, going back to the Living room and sitting down next to Blaze, putting the safety on the shotgun and laying it across her lap, pointed at the threshold leading into the foyer. Haleigh took a drag of her cigarrette and leaned over to the end table to flick the ash into and ashtray, picking the tray up and setting it on the arm of the sofa so that it was in reach.

"Well... Erika King has gone for a midnight stroll... which is funny because its RACHEL I don't trust." Haleigh tapped into her video surveilance, cycling the channels until she got to her outer hallway and the elevator... she watched Erika get on the elevator and then back off... and cycled through the channels again to see which floor... MORGANS... and she seemed to be following Morgan's pesky cat. Well.... Haleigh wasnt going up there... if Morgan murdered Erika... well.... she TRIED to warn the woman.
 
< Erika tried to reassure Morgan as she began to think of a plan of action. Her thoughts went to Rachel and how her story didn't really check out, but then again, if Morgan hadn't sensed anything from her, than she must have really needed help. Erika cooly commented. >

"Well, if you didn't sense anything from Rachel, then she should be fine, and we shouldn't just grill her for the sheer fact of grilling her. If Mystech is really after her, then she will be fragile and we will have to be careful about her.."

< On the point of someone impersonating Morgan, Erika wondered if there was a way to be able to figure out who the woman was that had entered her Penthouse and caused such a stir. It just didn't seem to add up and it seemed so utterly random. Erika rubbed her forehead and stood up from her spot. >

"Look, we are both tired, and thinking on no sleep is never a good thing. I will go creep back down to Haleigh's and you need to get some rest and we can reconvine in the morning. Sound like a plan?"

< Erika extended her hand in a rather brave and friendly gesture to Morgan. >

"It was extremely pleasant meeting you, Morgan.. Good Night..."

< As the two shook hands, somewhat solidifying their alliance together, Erika headed back down to Haleigh's apartment, Morgan apparantely disabling the security for a brief time. She slowly opened the door to see Blaze on the phone and Haleigh not in sight. She was a little embarassed as she smiled and waved. >

"Oh.. Hi guys..."
 
** Blaze smiled more brightly as Haleigh wrapped her arms around her stomach. She was going to comment but decided now wasn't the time to be playful with Hal's especially when she was on the phone. As she moved to sit down, she seductively winked to Haleigh with a charming smile. Pressing a button on her phone, she pulled out a headset, placing it over her ears, resting the phone in her lap. She took hold of the gun Haleigh gave her, admiring the beauty. Girl's got a nice set of guns, wonder who her dealer is. Blaze thought to herself when Alexis' question rang in her mind, snapping her out of it. **

"Well, to be honest I don't know. I'm utterly exhausted and I'm angry with my sister. What scares me is....I don't know if I can forgive her. But Haleigh seems to think she's not the same person. Anyway though, how are things by you? And when do you think you'll return?"

** It was obvious Blaze wanted a subject change. She detested talking about the events of this very night. If anything she'd rather try and forget it but deep down she knew that was impossible. Just then though she saw Erika walk in, Blaze's eyes zooming up and down her. Good looks run in their family, she's dazzling. Waving over to Erika with a nod, Blaze smiled at her until she noticed Haleigh next to her. Her eyes fell a top the ashtray and the contents inside. Reaching across Haleigh's lap with the head of the shotgun poking her in the side. Her right hand reached inside the ashtray for the cigarette, placing it inside her mouth. Maneuvering her mouth she made a heart shape with it at Haleigh with a grin. She was of course joking. Taking the cigarette away she placed it delicately back in Haleigh's mouth, waiting for Alexis to answer her. **
 
bedtime ..for real

<<Morgan watched Erika on her scrying glass....as she returned to Haleigh's apartment. once inside she REACTIVATED the security and anti personell protocalls...keeping EXTRA precaution on Haleigh, Rachel and Cameron. The warding spell reactivated on her double doors as well. she waved her hand...as the images shimmered and faded away from the mystic lens....and yawned>>

Delilah is still sleeping.....good that I didnt awake her with this little meeting.

<<Looking down at tinkerbell>>

I'm sorry honey...mommy will listen next time okay?

<< she reached down to pick up her kitty....as Tinker mewed a bit....and Morgan craddled her as she brought her up to her chest>>

you did a good job this evening. but no more wandering through the building at night....i dont want anything happening to my baby!

<< she softly stroked Tinker on her fore head as she hummed.....Tinkerbell began to relax in Morgan's arms and purr, as the penthouse once again became silent...with only a refreshing breeze to sweep away all traces of the unpleasant events of earlier and the subtle melody of eldritch chimes in the air. Morgan returned to her chamber of dreams, removing her silk mini robe and placing Tink on the bed. She crawled into her enormous, circular bed and now....in total darkness and silence, Tinkerbell and Morgan drifted off to much needed sleep>>
 
Floor 105: The Davidoff Penthouse

Haleigh tapped into the bug she planted next, catching on to the conversation as Erika began her backstory. Haleigh frowned as Spellbinder didnt miss yet another chance to badmouth Cameron and Haleigh... honestly... telling Cameron's sister these things... has she no integrity? Haleigh listened, as they parted ways... Erika was coming back down to her penthouse... Haleigh smiled sheepishly and shook her head as she saw the heart shaped smoke... well... at least she's cheered Blaze up... She rolled her pale blue colored irises.

"Christ Ace, it was just a hug... I'll never do it again, I swear."

She said quietly, turning to the opening to the foyer and lifting her shotgun. Erika came in the door, unable to see Hales because she sat at the end of the couch that was obscured from view by a wall. As Erika came into the livingroom, Haleigh clicked the safety off for suspense.

"You see, If I ever had children, and one of them creeped off in the middle of the night like a fuckin burglar, this is what they'd come home to... and then I reckon they'd NEVER do that again." Haleigh put the safety back on and laid the gun down again, taking a last drag and putting the cigarrette out in the tray.

"Now I know you went up to pay a visit to our favorite supermodel and had a little chat. It's nice she calmed down... I advised you against seeing her for your own safety... you were lucky her cat was with you.... or I dont doubt she'd have smacked you right down for waking her up. NEXT time you want to leave... just let me know... I'm not your mother, I dont give a damn where you go." Haleigh furrowed her brow and then relaxed it. She looked down at Echo, who'd come over to get some lovin. She scratched under his chin softly and looked back up at Erika.

"Listen... what she said about Cameron and me... It's not true.... she formed an opinion about us a LONG time ago... that wont ever change... Cameron's the one who initially wanted to help this Dr. Gray so fuckin bad. If that girl'd come to me... I'd have just shot her in the head and saved her the trouble of being Mystech's newest test subject.... but that's just the difference between me and the rest of the Six. They all want to save her... I want to know WHO she is first."
 
:: Listening to Blaze, she could tell that Blaze was more distressed about this situation than any other she came incounter with. Sighing as Blaze changed the subject, her voice patterns alone showed that the woman was tired, emotionally exhasted, and concerned....everyone might of thought of Alexis as a cold hearted bitch that didn't know anything about emotions, but she was a manipulator...curtosy of her father. She studied vocal patterns, she could hear what others could not. It was as if she was an Interpreter of emotions you could say. Sighing, her line went silent; she wasn't exactly sure what to say about her week. Frankly, she didn't want to say anything at all. ::

"Things are...."

:: With a pause, Alexis took a breath in. ::

"Complicated. That's why I called; it might be another week...maybe less.."

:: The line went silent once more as Alexis lowered her eyes. ::

"Hopefully less...until I come home. So if you could tell the others, I'd appriciate it, Blaze."

:: Turning her head upwards towards the top of the staircase, she saw Emily standing there, silent. She knew the girl didn't want to interupt...but she also knew she had to stop the brief conversation with Blaze. ::

"Listen, Blaze. I have to go...i'll be home soon."

:: Shutting her phone, she ended the conversation with that. Holding the phone with both hands, she dropped her head, allowing it to hang as she took a breath in. The silence was soon broken by the soft tapping of heels on the marble survace of the Foyer. Turning her head towards the noise, she already knew it was Helena...::

"I didn't say a word if that's what you were going to ask, Helena."

:: Helena looked down at Alexis as she turned to head upstairs. Stopping, Helena eyes could burn a hole through Alexis as parted her lips to speak. ::

Helena: "Good. You know the concequenses, Alexis."

:: Turning her head forward, Alexis' eyes began to stare into the distance. ::

"Yes, I know the concequenses."

:: With that, Helena stepped up and began to head upstairs to Emily who was awaiting the two woman. Staying put for a few moments, Alexis placed both hands on the stair that she was sitting on and soon pushed herself up. Turning, she too followed Helena upstairs and headed off into dark shadows with both her sister and aunt. ::
 
< Erika looked at Haleigh as she heard the safety click off of the gun. She looked at the woman with a raised eyebrow. She was such a peculiar woman and so quick to use physical force. The gun nor Haleigh's words didn't shake Erika one bit. She had come face to face with Serial Killers, looked them in the eyes, sent them to jail. Though Haleigh was a mutant, Erika was a witch of white and true magick that had never failed her in the past, she had never had to show fear with anyone except for her mother. Erika smiled at Haleigh. >

"Well, then.. I guess it's a good thing that you don't have any children!"

< As she heard Haleigh go on about how horrible of a person Morgan was and how she was defending herself and Cameron made her smile a bit inside. Haleigh was much like the sister that Cameron needed in his life. It was good he found her, even if it was in this firecracker of a woman. Erika sighed and continued. >

"I know how volatile Morgan is, Haleigh. Witches have a certain understanding with each other. Had her cat not come to me in the night, I never would have ventured up there. There was no way I would have let anyone know where I was going. I didn't want to risk anyone following me and causing an unnecessary argument."

< Hearing the last part of Haleigh's statement about just shooting Rachel in the head, a cold chill went down her spine. This girl was obscurely violent and shut herself off from people. She looked at Haleigh and asked a question, having the psychologist come out of her. >

"Haleigh, I don't mean to pry, actually, that is a lie... I do. What has made you go on this rampant streak of violence? Why the hostility? The world is not out to get you, but it seems you are out to get the world.. Why?"
 
:: Cameron lay sleeping on the floor of the Guest Bedroom in Haleigh's Apartment as he was lost in some kind of strange dream. He kept dreaming of this manor type house in what he assumed to be New York. Then everything would turn white and he saw a little girl and her smile, then some more flashes and a then a vision of a horrendous and evil woman who seemed to be laughing at him, then his entire mind just went white. It was like Cameron was dreaming a jigsaw puzzle but he just couldn't put the puzzle pieces together. He shot up in his bed as he was drenched in sweat. He looked over to see an empty bed. Had Erika left? Was she an imposter? He threatened her to leave. Cameron rubbed his face before standing up and heading out to the Living Room. It was now around 6:30 in the morning. Still a little groggy, Cameron rubbed his eyes and talked before thinking. ::

"Well I guess our houseguest was a fake.. She's go--"

:: As his vision cleared he saw clearly Erika, Blaze and Haleigh all up and in the living room. He cocked an eyebrow much like his sister had done earlier and anyone who had been paying attention would have noticed the similarity and asked a confused question. ::

"What? Is this some kind of psychotic slumber party i'm not invited to?"

:: Prophet still had no idea on whether Erika was really his sister or not and the fact that now both Haleigh and Morgan knew the statement to be true would anger Cameron when he found out for real. He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of milk, chugging it before setting the glass in the sink. ::

"I see everyone had a nice full night of rest.... Who's hungry?"
 
Floor 105: The Davidoff Penthouse

Haleigh chuckled softly, nodding. She gestured for Erika to sit in the armchair or love seat across from the sofa.

"Yeah, I suppose so, huh?"

She agreed... her children would be wellbehaved... or they be dead. 'no, mom'll REALLY kill me, honest.' she could hear the kid talking now... truth was... H had never really thought about having kids... she would really have to love someone to have their child.... and she just didnt think that was going to happen anytime before menopause. Haleigh shook her head, smiling. she seemed to be in a better mood.

"Trust me Ms. King.... you could've told each and every one of us... there isnt a person in this penthouse that would've followed your skinny, loony ass up there."

H crossed her legs at the knee, setting the butt of the shotgun on the floor beside her and leaning it against the sofa. Her blue eyes locked on Erika's silver ones... she debated how much she should say... and how much she would probably find out soon anyways, being Cameron's sister and all...

"Oh, I don't think you know me very well Erika.... half the intelligence world IS out to get me... I get a couple of new death threats each week. There are the Bad guys, like Mystech, who want me dead.... and then there are the good guys, like the CIA, who would like nothing more than to nail me to the wall. Violence is my friend.... Look I know what you're thinking, I must be some deranged, ruthless, stark raving lunatic... but I never ONCE killed someone who didn't deserve it. This Dr. Gray... I've SEEN what her experiments look like when she finished. Its not pretty."

Haleigh looked over her shoulder, as Cameron walked in. He was shirtless, all sweaty and scruffy... haleigh smiled softly, and stifled a laugh. He looked a mess but it was still attractive somehow... "We didn't want to wake you.... it was a long night... a lot to sleep on." She watched him over the bar as he drank some milk. She didnt mind... he didnt have to ask... and at least he didnt drink right out of the jug. "Well I am... hey, could you pour me a glass of Merlot too? Any year is fine." Cam would know that the door next to the fridge was a small, temperature controlled wine cellar that stretched behind the wall between the kitchen and bedroom. It had wine bottles lining the walls and was wide enough for him to walk through... but from the outside it just looked like it might be a small closet. Haleigh liked hidden rooms, if you couldn't tell. ;)
 
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Alison's abode

::the floor directly under the TOP floor.......it was deadly silent...nothing stirred in the halls except for the state of the art cameras that sweeped back and forth with their surveilance......down the hall...lay a set of massive gothic style double doors..with massive pewter rings in the center...and inside....this penthouse...was as large as Morgan's but the style and decor were surprisingly "rustic" inspired....antique french darkwood furnishings and warm colors around the foyer, dinning room living room, and various rooms throughout the house provided a surprising escape from the technology driven scene of NYC. THe soothing scent of vanilla and blueberry flowed through the sprawling estate...and down one of the halls leading to Alison's master bedroom....we find her sleeping in a deep pocket california king sized canopy bed.....the silk draping flows as the fresh breeze of dawn begins to flow through the room as it comes through her the sliding doors that lead out to her balcony.Indeed, Morgan ensured that Alison would have just as much space and splendor as she did in terms of the design of the penthouse.....for Alison was very near and dear to her. Alison looks very serene...having been spared the events of last night.::

::her dreams were undisturbed and her magick sealed her quaters from any intrusion. She was remarkably unmoved by the events following Cameron and Haleigh's arrival to Morgan's appartment. She was sure they hadnt gave a damn about her absence or status...and now that she was back...they would surely try to "pay her back" for the events in the access tunnel of the Citadle......she had fallen asleep vowing to GUT Haleigh with her powers if that woman DARED to lay a hand on her.....and while she loathed Cameron and wished that Morgan had NOT brought him to Illustra again....her hatred of him seemed to have dulled even just a bit following her time in Limbo::


::she would awaken soon...and begin her morning ritual before going up to Morgan's to see what was on today's agenda....::
 
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"Okay Alexis, have a safe trip. We'll see you when you return. Good - bye." Blaze flipped her Motorola shut. The bright blue lights on the keypad lighting partial darkness around her until they dimmed after a moment. Slipping the phone inside her jeans quickly when she heard Cameron's feet slapping down onto the floors. Turning towards the hallway, she smiled seeing him. Her eyes dashed onto Erika and Cameron, comparing and contrasting both siblings. Her observance noticed the cocked eyebrow, "hmmm." She made a mental note of it, but they also shared very similar eyes. Although Erika was much more friendly then Cam, but for some reason Blaze sensed Cameron himself contained his own personal demons. Her mind lingered onto Morgan, she wanted so desperately to see her. Balling her fists tightly, she waved the thought from her mind. A malicious grin plastered on her nude full lips. "I'm up for a shower, I'll be back." She slipped past the three of them, heading down Haleigh's hallway to her spacious bathroom. She began to undo her top when she heard scampering paws. She grinned and spun around to see Delta behind her, "hello beautiful." Crouching down, Blaze rubbed her palms over the dog's cheek bones. Leaning forward she planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, "You're very protective, much better then my fearless cat." **

** Standing up, Blaze needed a change of clothing but she was too lazy to actually walk. Luckily she was a teleporter, if she could imagine it or think of it, she was there. "I'll be back sweetie." She said tenderly before she stepped back, her form became intensely hot as scorching flames hugged her body. And in a quick explosion, Blaze vanished from Halrigh's place. **

** Appearing in her bedroom, she moved to the closet. Sliding open the doors, she picked out a pair of black low rise jeans and a small chamoflage army shirt. Always the tomb boy, Blaze didn't care. She wasn't the fashionable one, she was real and in your face. A quality most adored about her. Shutting her door, she turned to her dresser pulling out a matching pair of black lace bra and a black lace bikini. Carrying it in her arms, Blaze flamed back to Hal's. When she returned to the bathroom, she saw Delta gone. She grinned, putting her clothes down on the counter. Lightly pushing the door, which seemed to only stop a jar. Blaze tossed her clothes off in a heap, which fell quickly to the tile floor. A tattoo was styled on her right hip bone, it was just a simple red rose. Turning on the shower, she grinned at the sensation of steam. She felt the air move around her, stepping into the shower. Pulling the shower curtain closed. Luckily for her shower gels and shampoo were already in here. Sniffing the air, Blaze caught a masculine scent....."ewwwww!" She lifted her nose with disgust, "she had sex in this shower!" She grabbed the gel lathering her wash cloth up. **

** Half an hour later, Blaze stepped out soaking wet. Wrapping a dark plum towel around her body. Her hair curled at the roots to every end. An unknown factor, Blaze really had curly hair but she usually straightened it, but not tonight. Drying off she got dressed, leaving her hair curly and down. Opening the door she laughed seeing Delta, "awww, I was missed." Patting her, Blaze moved down the hallway until she found the rest of the group. "So, whose up for murdering Morgy?" She grinned more, without the notice of her eyes becoming more malicious, "kidding....for now." She let the others uncover the hidden meaning to that sentence. Instead, she walked into the kitchen, but on the back of her shirt read Fielding in bold black lettering with a number of 23 on it. It was her shirt from boot camp but she was still able to fit into it. She got herself two pieces of Italian toast, no butter or jelly. "So kids, what's the deal today?" Sitting back onto the counter, her legs dangling off the edge. "Alexis might be back in a week or so, her personal business is a little then expected. I didn't want to ask her, I know she's a private person." Popping her toast out, placing it on a small bread plate. She quietly ate a piece while listening to the others. **
 
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