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<< even has half of the team was distracting themselves at XS, they seemed to forget that SOME people were still out, still watching and waiting, and that some had the power to obtain access to XS even WITHOUT invitation.>>

<< Nicolas, Blaze and Persephone were about to be reminded that although they may have been granted a collective reprieve, that not everyone around them were there merely to "have a good time.">>

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Xs

Perched in her bar stool, Blaze's eyes scanned the club. She noticed many of the regulars there and a few introductions. Business was booming it seemed. Rolling her index finger around her chocolate locks, Blaze caught wind of an intoxicating scent. Enveloping around her like a cocoon, she found herself awfully attracted to the scent. Looking around for the owner, she saw no such person. Luckily, Persephone had snuck in avoiding her detection.

Standing up from her chair, she felt the perfume driving her crazy. Blaze's senses are more keen than anyone present. Slipping away from her drink when a large brawny man appeared in front of her. "Ms. Fielding, we have an unexpected guest." He easily towered over Blaze with his bold lettering of 'Security' across his form - fitting black shirt. An ear - bud attached to his ear, tucked behind wavy brown hair. His gray eyes studying her reaction. Nodding to Persephone, who was sitting by the bar.

"We have a guest." She smirked at the appearance of Persephone in her seductive black dress. "I'll take care of her." Jacob nodded before side - stepping the mutant, returning elsewhere.

But, before Blaze could even attempt a conversation, one of her other security men stepped up to Persephone. His brown eyes burning brightly into her own, blocking Nicolas' path. "Your not on the VIP list." He said matter of factly, "You'll have to leave."

Walking over Blaze stepped up, "Its all right Markus, she's a personal friend, she's more than welcome." His eyes moving to Blaze with a glare. "Anything you'd like to add, Markus?" He shook his head, moving away. Nicolas offering Persephone a drink.

That familiar inviting scent sneaking up on Blaze who closed her eyes. Shaking it off, she studied Persephone closely. "Hmmm, its quite a surprise to see you here. I especially like how you snuck in, not that I mind. Your perfume is...intoxicating I'm guessing it to be Orelander flower, although I could be wrong." Her eyes surveying over the dancing bodies that swam around the bar. Nicolas mentioning a dance with Persephone, causing Blaze to smirk.

"I think your date is getting jealous, Nicolas." She nodded to Janet who glared over at the crowd. One of Blaze's dancers walking over to her with the yellow python slithering across his smooth body.

Dancer: "Blaze, can you hold her? I need to use the men's room."

Blaze reached for the snake willingly as it coiled around her warm body. Its forked tongue "tasting" the air, eyeing Persephone. Tamia's 'Stranger in my house' spun on the DJ's station. Tightening its grip on Blaze, the snake seemed enchanted by the mutant's abnormal body heat.

Returning to her drink, Blaze stood close to the bar. She found it nearly impossible to ignore Persephone's perfume.
 
XS-here comes trouble

:: Diana appeared from the shadows behind XS' back end smirking as she IMMEDIATELY detected Rampage, who stood out like a beacon and Blaze, whose thoughts were comparable to that of an animal at times.::

This should be FUN!

:: she smirked , kicking a body as she stepped over a now body guard, whose eyes were wide open with fear, blood dripping from them.::

:: she was now at the front, strutting up the red carpet to the velvet rope and when the bouncer attempted to check her, she looked upon him...THROUGH him as though he had just made his last move. a white halo formed around his head::

LET ME PASS

:: possesed by Malice, the man had no choice but to comply. she walked past, flicking at him dismissively as she released her hold and he now had a splitting headache.::

:: now inside, the white queen was dressed, flaunting a body that would put most 20 somethings in the room to shame. her exact age could not be guessed by her physical appeareance either.::

::wearing a Calvin Klein designed white, lingerie strapped, corsetted front lace up top, which revealed titilating cleavage and hugged her tight, feminine figure along with an attached white mini skirt w/an asymetrical mini sheer overlay, Diana's long, smooth, bare legs were supported by white Gucci stiletto heels with white diamond ankle straps. To accentuate her sparkling sapphire blue eyes, she wore an exquisite blue/white diamond chocker that wrapped around her neck and dipped down to her cleavage to form the shape of a star. her blonde hair was sleek and straight in a wrap with a front swoop.::

:: EVERYTHING about her suggested WEALTH and POWER. as she walked through the crowd with a knowing grin and glint of evil on her face..she heard the thoughts and saw the stares both out of curiosity and intimidation by her presence. at 5'11' she was among the taller women in the place, and she looked for all the area like a bird of prey. she knew what she was here for...and no one, not even Rampage would be able to figure it out before it was too late.::

:: she WANTED to be seen by them and OTHERS and it was working. Nicolas couldnt hope to penetrate her psi screen. she was far stronger than he was as a telepath.::

So many targets, so much opportunity to flush them out like the filth that they are. Let them try anything. Ill turn this WHOLE Place on its ear.

:: she made her way through more mini crowds, ignoring looks and whistles and as she reached the VIP area...she possesed the bouncer and FORCED him to let her pass. she seated herself on a floor above at a private table, ordering herself a Hemlock, a deadly drink not for the faint of heart.
 
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:: Glancing up at the large bouncer who towered over her as she sat calmy at the bar, Persephone parted her lips not ammused at the fact he was assisting that she had to leave. Raising one of her finely shaped brows, before she could speak, Foxfire stopped him and explained she was a personal friend. News to her...but nevertheless it got the stuffy man to leave. ::

"Buh-bye Markus."

:: Waving her fingers as the man glared at her and lift, Persephone soon shifted her equally radiant green eyes to meet Blaze's. The darkness of her lashes and eyeliner made her orbs pop as the club lights danced along her face. Listening to Blaze speak about her 'purfume', it made Persephone's lip tug into a small smile seeing her powers effecting the club owner. She must of had a hightened senses in order for her to still smell the small dosage of Orelander she produced for the bouncer. ::

:: Staying quiet as Blaze addressed Nicolas, she turned to the man and watched as he made his way over to what looked like a teenaged girl. Explained a lot considering his "charming act" earlier; he could only get woman who couldn't find their way out of a paper bag. How delightful. ::

:: Glancing back to Foxfire, a man with a yellow python appeared next to her, unloading the beautiful snake onto Blaze. Watching as the snake coiled around her arm, Persephone's eyes locked with the reptiles. ::

"Beautiful creature isn't it...."

:: Tilting her head back as she peered at the snake through full lashes, it began to move toward Persephone through the air; it's head swaying slightly from side to side. It's tounge 'tasting' her. ::

"One of God's most notorious killers."

:: Moving her index finger under the snakes head, she gently drug her black manicured nail forward. ::

"What they can't see they taste. What they can't hear they sense......Stunning."

:: Lifting her eyes to Blaze, Persephone gently continued to stroke the creature, keeping her eyes locked with the fire elemental for only a moment. Looking behind Blaze's shoulder, she noticed a woman in white whom seemed overly cocky and starved attention. ::

"I don't believe i'm the only unwanted guest here tonight..."

:: Nodding her chin to Malice. ::
 
Nicolas detected her as she walked into the room. The power was unmistakeable, the taint upon the air around her palpable. Using his powers to distract Janet for a moment, he saw Malice as she made her grand entrance. That she was beautiful was of no doubt. But the evil inside her made her repulsive to him. He quickly reached out to Blaze with his mind.

Blaze, look alive!! Malice is HERE. Among us right NOW.

Nicolas stood up, making sure that he was visible to her as she strode through the room. He "spoke" to her harshly.

Are you lost? Do you need to be escorted out? I don't think I see your invitaion.
 
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:: crossing her legs at the knee, Malice coldly dismissed the attendant who brought her the Hemlock she ordered. the drink itself seemed to radiate of evil as she stirred it a bit. she chose her seat for a reason, as she locked eyes with Persephone and Blaze. Looking upon them casually but making SURE that she was seen. there was a bit of a buzz about "the woman in white" as she had gain access ahead of a line outside the club AND slipped past security in the vip lounge, yet no one knew who she was.::


that's right, I'm here and there's NOTHING you can do about it.

:: she could practically HEAR Nicolas' libido even though she was a floor up::

and listen to him, panting like a dog in heat. so overcome by pursuit of pleasures of the flesh is he...that he doesnt realize how much of a sitting DUCK he is.

:: Malice continued to sit, and enjoy her view point of the club, watching what was happening, and waiting......for her moment. Nicolas couldnt read HER thoughts, but since he was FOOLISH enough to open a telepathic channel, she took a moment to underscore her point by nailing him with a PRESSURE headache before closing the channel completely, sealing off her mind.::
 
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"As beautiful as they are, snakes are one of the most misjudged animals on the planet. So many people think they are evil, when there not. Most assume they are an omen of death or a warning against money." She watched Persephone's black fingernail stroke the scales along the python. She sensed a bond between Persephone and the reptile.

"Would you like to hold her?"

She asked, already knowing the answer to that. Blaze carefully uncoiled the snake handing it to the Goddess. Persephone's observant green eyes noticing the appearance of another surprise guest. Spinning around at Nicolas' thoughts in her head, Blaze's eyes narrowed in contempt.

"Malice..."

She mumbled under her breath, reaching for the ear bud, dispatching her security guards. "Markus? Escort this woman out, she is not wanted here." No reply came only static. Gritting her teeth, Blaze stepped through the busy crowd following Malice towards the VIP lounge.

"Diana, so lovely of you to grace us with your presence. Now, what are you doing here?" Blaze remarked coldly, she detested this woman more than anything. Her eyes burning into the White Queen with hatred, that even Malice could feel. Closing the door behind her, she watched from across the room.
 
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XS- private table in the VIP

:: Malice looked up from her seat , licking her lips as she enjoyed the taste of her hemlock and noticing Blaze daring to approach her.::

this child loves to flaunt her DEATH WISH, doesnt she?

:: as the mutant demanded to know why she was there, Diana's smirked turned to a look of menacing evil as her sapphire blue eyes glowed only to Blaze::

there are those in life who are destined to predators, and others who are meant to be the prey. YOU , child, are the PREY.

:: it seemed that the area around them had gone black, with no sound, no one else around but it was merely a psychological scare tactic on Malice's part.::

you are out in the open, and i see you are with NICOLAS no less, the meddling mutant who rescued Doctor Victoria from me. You're either incredibly brave or unnaturally stupid, and knowing you as well as i do, i'll go with the latter.

my my, such wicked, inventive thoughts. its hard to believe that you EVER could consider yourself a force for good. Its plain that Alison finds you rather incompetent.


:: Malice's sapphire blue eyes stopped glowing and the sound, the lights, everything returned to normal. she continued to sit, unmoved, and unphased by Blaze's glare or feelings of contempt.::

now leave me, before i split your head open like an over cooked potato in a microwave. I'm here and there's NOTHING YOU or your little toy guards can do about it.

:: Malice dismissed Blaze and no longer acknowledged her presence.::
 
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smirking, scathing, and in your face. I think I really LOVE Malice. :mistake:
Blaze had to smirk at Malice's catty comments about her. Shaking her head she strolled toward the White Queen. "Save the dramatics for Jerry Springer, Diana. You thrive on provoking others and taunting with them like a cat. Your words are worthless to me."

Her eyes looking upward with the lounge lights disappearing to reveal pitch black. Rolling her green eyes, Blaze's hand illuminated a flickering fire tint, supplying the room with light, enough to watch Malice.

"Your not here for the ambiance nor for the dancing. Your here to provoke me and the others."

Closing her hand the flame vanished with the lighting flickering on. Moving closer, Blaze sat down next to Malice.

"That sounds painful but I might enjoy that. You know how much of a masochist I am." Moving closer, Blaze ran her hand along Malice's flawless leg. "Such smooth legs....I wonder how many plastic surgeries you had to get them." A smug look on her lips, "What else do we have here." Her hand moving upward towards Malice's thigh, turning the psychological game on her. Retracing her hand, Blaze crossed her arms.

"I want you out of my club. Your not welcome here."
 
:: a DIAMOND hand grabbed Blaze's hand...and immediately began to apply bone breaking pressure as it moved Blaze's hand away and continued gripping it.::


You're very touchy feely. you are also very much a FOOL if you think that you can play this game as well as I can, little one. It was for this body that your father threw away his family, his life like the fool that he was.

I manipulated your father like a puppet and destroyed your sister's family. YOU have always been an afterthought...only good for what you can be USED for.

:: she tightened the grip even further::

I can crush you like an insect, in MORE than one way and if you want provocation, I can give it to you like NO ONE ELSE CAN. Nicolas cannot protect you, NO one can protect you from me, Blaze. This isn't about Mystech anymore..this is about ME claiming my PREY.

:: she nearly broke Blaze's hand AND wrist as she flung her to the floor::
 
A strong grab of her hand caught Blaze's attention. Staring into the White Queen's eyes, Blaze smiled behind the pain. She knew in her diamond form nothing was capable of penetrating her hand. Perking a curious brow, Blaze remained quiet. Her circulation in her hand halting at the lack of blood. Her bones squeezing together but despite the pain, Blaze SMILED over to Malice.

"Your awfully aggressive, been awhile since you had someone touch you?"

She ignored the rest of Malice's comments, all of them distributed to the recycling bin. Her wrist turning a dark purple / blue shade the longer Malice squeezed her hand.

"If you wanted to hold hands, all you had to do was ask."

And with that, the White Queen shoved Blaze toward the floor. Pushing her good palm down to the floor, Blaze's legs whipped up to strike the White Queen in the jaw as she cartwheeled from the couch to the middle of the room. Massaging her wrist and hand she looked through the tinted windows of the VIP lounge.

"You could very easily kill me but you don't. You enjoy taunting your prey. Wolves are one of the most vicious predators but even they pretend to be prey. Falling in line with the sheep just to attack."
 
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LOL on the 'been a while' jab! :tup:
:: Blaze's blow to Malice would hurt HER more than it did Malice. after all, striking diamond hard surfaces was a rather foolish thing to do, especially when using only flesh and bone without super strength.::

:: Malice laughed softly::

do you want to fight dear?

:: she continued to sit, as she casually took another drink::

that's good, because I enjoyed breaking you the LAST time. Now that I know you've alligned yourself with Nicolas, that must mean "The Six" have added him to their ranks to make up for Cameron King's disappearence.

:: taking a moment to admire her own perfectly manicured nails, Malice continued to regard Blaze an annoyance.::

You're being rude ,child. neglecting your guests and focusing on me. But that is what a subordinate ALWAYS does in the presence of her superior...she comes close to pay her respect. This is your LAST warning. Leave me, or suffer the consequences. I'm here and there's NOTHING you can do about it.

::and with that, a white halo forms around Blaze's head as Malice POSSESED her long enough to FORCE her out of the VIP lounge, leaving her now standing elsewhere and with a splitting headache. ::

:: Malice had plans this evening to make one HELL of a night and Blaze was not going to stop her. NO ONE was.::
 
Nicolas calmly advanced to the VIP room, using his TK to monitor events. As Malice threw Blade to the floor and made her exit. He entered quickly , grabbing both of her diamondhard hands to hold her fast, careful to bind her from physical retailiation. She was so far indestructible in this form, but he EASILY had the strength to contain her . He looked her in the eyes as he made his second greeting.

"Sweetheart, I TOLD you. NOT interested. Are you going to be one of those...stalker women? That is so NOT you. I thought you would have more self-respect. Now last chance. Leave, or I make you go."

Nicolas cut the power to this part of the room again, to show her that anyone can do a parlor trick and to disguise this particular meeting.
 
:: It seemed Blaze had a respect for reptiles as well, noting Persephone's connection to the beautiful creatures. It was far beyond a connection however, the goddess could actually communicate with the animals and sense their 'feelings' and anxiety about situations. Calm them and control them if need be. It was among her numerous talents that the six had yet to find out. ::

:: Taking the snake gently along her neck, it rested on her shoulders and coiled around one of her arms. Looking to Foxfire who refered to the woman in white as Malice, Persephone glanced past the fire manipulator once more to get a better look. So that was Malice. She had read about her in Haleigh's files that she read...with the assistance of one of the file room guards partaking in the manipulation of her Orelander mist. Malice was strong, ruthless, and confident. She had no irrational fears in which would hinder any weakness. She completed all goals she set for herself. She was an extremely proactive woman. A woman Persephone would have recruited to join the MOE. Watching Blaze move over to Malice and conversate with her, the chit chat soon turned into an outright 'who's the bigger bitch' match. Glancing to Rampage as he made his way over after Blaze was taken to the ground, he grabbed both Malice's wrists and kept her put...something Persephone knew wouldn't work. But in order to learn there must be trial and error. ::

:: Lifting the large snake off her neck, she placed it on the bar top. ::

"Stay."

:: The yellow python coiled into a perfectly shaped circle, staying put as ordered. Moving forward, Persephone's six inch heals slammed into the marble flooring as she made her way over to Malice, Rampage, and Foxfire. Grabbing Foxfire's forearm, she helped the woman to her feet and looked to Rampage. ::

"Let her go, Rampage."

:: Seeing a slightly taken back look appear on his face, mixed with probably annoyance or anger, Persephone kept her eyes firmly locked to his. ::

"I said, let her go. Confronting her in a crowded club owned by a publically known woman isn't the wisest choice. Unless of course you prefer to end the evening in a blood bath that will be broadcasted all over the news?"

:: Not bothering to look at Malice, she had no need to address her. She had yet to become too hostile in a way that would spring Persephone into action, therefore she kept her eyes focused on Rampage and her hand firmly gripped on Blaze's forearm. ::
 
Blaze's boot easily connected with Malice's jaw but the White Queen was protected. A slam of impact connected to Blaze's timberland boot with a grimace. It felt like she assaulted concrete or even ice! Her foot already bruising but she held back from crying out.

Diana's words beginning to provoke the mutant now. Her foot throbbing in pain but she kept constant eye contact of Malice.

"Your not welcome here!" She repeated with more haste this time. The mutant's temper beginning to rise. Throwing out Malice wouldn't be so easy.

Looking up at the white halo, Blaze was about to side - step but her eyes drained of the green irises to reveal a pale gray. Her arms falling at her waist in a drone like state. Malice's instructions were clear and Blaze unfortunately was the victim to it. Walking out the door she closed the door behind her, leaving Malice.

The effects wore off with Blaze frowning. "That little bitch!" She clenched her teeth, grinding them in aggravation. A fast moving headache greeting the mutant in seconds. Touching her temples, Blaze felt an arm tighten around her.

Looking at the owner, she was surprised to see Persephone. She needed to get a hold of Alison, who was a far better match for the White Queen.

Persephone addressing Nicolas to stand down, Blaze's eyes turning to the Goddess. She obviously didn't know how ruthless Malice could be. Persephone's hold tightening on her arm, but Blaze remained quiet.

What was Persephone's plan here?
 
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Haleigh Davidoff: 105th floor penthouse

Haleigh straigtened up the papers on her desk and pushed them aside as she waited for the files she'd asked for. She watched Blaze and Nicolas leave for XS and called the security control room a few floors below to verify that Blaze's security detail was dispatching with her. As soon as she hung up the phone, Jennifer was back on the line.

>>Director... I sent you the picture of Ava... but we have a problem with the Cassadine files... it seems... they were secured earlier by Alycia Barnett.... she requested them from our European office a few hours ago... and of course, because of her standing with us... she was granted them.
"AND I wasnt TOLD about this WHY??" Haleigh asked, both perplexed and alarmed.
>>Haleigh... you asked NOT to be told about them. You said other than rudimentary protocols... you wanted nothing to do with them.
".... I know. DAMN it." Haleigh said, sighing. She opened the message on her pc screen containing the picture of Ava... a woman she hadn't seen in many years... a woman who looked an awful lot like the goddess they just brought home from Limbo. Haleigh rubbed her eyes gently, pinching the bridge of her nose softly, trying to ease away a stress headache. "Patch me through to the European CI Director, please."
>>Please hold.

After a few seconds, a different woman's voice came on the line. Haleigh could always trust her good friend to be dependably available and usually at work late as well.

>>Alluisi.
"Cass.... hey, it's me."
>>Well, this is a treat, two calls in one week. I take it this is about the Cassadine files? I signed the release myself... you said Barnett was to be allowed every courtesy you were... has something changed?
"No, no... you did it right... I just... never expected Alycia to hit so close to home."
>>Well, I'll tell you... she tapped us out... and we weren't the only ones. she pulled a lot of strings, and got nearly EVERY source available on Stavros. She's like a one-woman CIA squad from hell. It looks like she's going after him.
"Yeah.. she's fucking J. Edgar Hoover in heels. Shes.... worse than I am, when she's got a personal stake. I'm pretty sure she's going to blow Stav out of the water."
>>Well... that's good news, right? I mean, CI can finally step up and CONTROL arms dealing in the states and abroad... our major competitor will be out of the way.

Haleigh paused... what Cassandra said was true... but unfortunately, Haleigh had other things on her mind.

"Cass... I need you to put me in touch with Ava... set up a meeting for tonight, as soon as possible... I'm coming over there... I'll be there in twenty."
>>But I thought... are you sure? What's happening?
"I know... and I wouldnt... but this is important."
>>What should I tell her?
"That I need to speak with her in person... she'll know its important... I swore I'd never speak to her again.... but this... transends what is between us."
>>Alright... I'll see you in a few.... let me get her on the phone. Bye.

Haleigh hung up and quickly rose from her desk, leaving everything where it was, but locking her computer from prying eyes. She grabbed her coat and slipped it on before activating her molecular dispersement. This would probably blow up in her face... but it was her responsibility....
 
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XS- VIP lounge

:: No sooner than Blaze was made to leave, THEN came Nicolas who immediately grabbed her hands. who did he think he was, Ike Turner?::

:: Malice made no attempt to struggle, instead she just laughed softly as he blustered on and on about her "wanting him". clearly he was a legend in his own little mind. she looked upon him with a predatory smirk.::

:: in a sultry voice with an icy lilt::

I had fun with you last time. KNOWING that we would meet again because you NEVER could forget about me.

:: she continued to sit, as Nicolas held her hands. he obviously forgot that she had legs, and a head..with which she could easily transform into her diamond form and perform a deadly kick combo or a head butt.::

If you and Blaze had an ounce of intelligence between you, you would have realized that coming to see me was exactly the LAST thing you should do.

:: at that moment Persephone arrived and wisely advised Nicolas to let her go and back off::

She's right, boy scout. You better listen to your pretty little friend before I turn this place inside out. What do you think the patrons of this place would do if they knew that MUTANTS were among them?

:: the word MUTANT suddenly became planted in the minds of those with weaker, more fragile psyches in the room....soon a growing buzz could be heard...


Mutants here? with US? who? which one? should we call the police?

i'm not going to stay here with filthy muties


::the discomfort and agitation among the crowd began to grow.::

if you try to interfere with my psychic suggestion, youll only DAMAGE their minds...and if you want the blood of innocents on your hands...be my guest. the only way this is going to end is if you take your wretched hands off me. NOW!

:: Malice continued to lock eyes with Nicolas, she wasnt bluffing and she was prepared to escalate things. people were starting to become more hostile as they began to suspect one another of being "The mutants"::

ive taken you at your measure....and found you wanting.
 
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Delilah's Apartment, Illustra 100th Floor

[ Delilah stepped out of her suite on the 100th floor and made her way to the elevator. Pressing the button for the 80th floor, she rode it down to the training room. Punching in her entrance code, she entered the room where Alison was busy training.

As a giant robotic tentacle came flying towards her, she reached out and blew it up with a photon blast. Turning to Alison, she spoke. ]

"What's this I hear about Morgan flying around the city?"
 
Nicolas dropped her hands in disgust. Seph was right. She definitely wasn't worth it here. He laughed at Malice's taunt.

"You have yet to take my measure. You are hiding behind these people just as you hid behind my feelings for my family and my concern for Dr. Victoria. And you STILL lost. Enjoy your night, crone. When you have the courage...I will be waiting."

Nicolas turned and walked back behind the group.
 
XS-night of violence

:: Malice smirked as Nicolas tried to recover with the whole "i'm better than you" routine.::

and yet, you STILL required the services of your weather witch to restore your own emotional stability, just as Blaze comes to you in the hopes of reversing the effects of my psychic attacks on HER.

you are my playthings, and you will REMAIN so until i grow tired, and THAT will not happen, until you are DEAD.

:: as Nicolas and Blaze left, they had no idea just how dangerous a game they were playing. Malice had first appeared before them as an agent of Mystech, granted she was the most powerfull they had seen so far, but inspite of the disaster that befell the city, she survived and gave Nicolas one of his most dangerous fights yet. NOW she was functioning independantly, with no clear indication of what her plans or goal were.::


:: just to underscore the fact that THEY were her prey and that the longer they remained in the open, the more danger they were in....Malice began to use her empathic powers in conjuction with her telepathic powers and was now manipulating and AUGMENTING the negative feelings and emotions of everyone in XS. the feedback would bring Nicolas a constant stream of pain as it would Blaze.::

:: things were about to go from bad to worse::
 
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