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the cemetary

*OOC:[and i shouldnt even have to do this]:http://www.screen-gems.net/showthread.php?p=21299#post21299 it would be appreciated if you would READ what Oracle posts. we are not IN A CHURCH.

*BIC:


:: Alison sits with Morgan on one side and Haleigh on the other. She continues to look ahead, her psi screen and her sun glasses do a good job of hiding her in more than one way and even as Haleigh takes one of her hands and gently squeezes it, All Alison can do is lightly return the squeeze with her own hand. she doesnt look over, she doesnt make a sound.::

:: Erika eulogizes Cameron, and the winds blow softly in the air around them. No violent winds, no earthquakes, no unusual occurences. just a solemn, heartfelt service.::

:: Alison remains stone faced as Haleigh goes and hugs Erika::

This is right up her alley. The bleeding heart was TAILOR MADE for this moment.

::Alison's marble hard heart echoed with bitterness. she was SO unimpressed by Erika. But she did receive the words from Cameron's letter. who knew that he could be so.....thoughtfull and perceptive? He had begun to grow as a man and as a member of the six shortly before his disappearence and it was...touching to see a glimpse into the thoughts and wishes he had in his heart. For all his agressive and harsh ways, he had shown more than once when the chips were down...he would be there for Alison as best he could. his final words in his letter...they touched Alison's heart...finding a way through the marble hard exterior and reaching into her CORE.::

:: as Erike finally finished, Alison made no move to get up, she simply sat, with her legs crossed at the knee and her arms wrapped around herself.::

:: A Priest came forth and said a final prayer as the coffin was now lowered into the burial plot. As Morgan put her arm around Alison, the Seer softly exhaled and spoke quietly::

Goodbye, Cameron.

::whispered softly, her voice was weak..and trembling::

I love you...baby brother.
 
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<< Morgan sat beside Alison, and took in the gothic elegance of this centuries old, well known cemetary. a very fitting place to lay Cameron to rest. she nodded slowly as Erika eulogized her brother.>>

a touching speech indeed.


<< Morgan found herself flashing back to moments with Cameron, remembernig his voice, his infuriating arrogance. but she also remembered how far he had come since the Inferno. His budding relationship with Alison, his desire to succeed and willingness to reach out to both Alison AND Morgan. She remembered his bravery when attempting to defend a fallen Alison and herself against the Super Soldier. and she bowed her head and closed her eyes for a moment. >>

<< as Erika read Cameron's letter and the part about Morgan, the sorceress couldnt help but smile just a bit. she nodded slowly with approval>>

Beautiful

<< she saw that he wasnt so bad after all. that he DID have a conscience, that he did care about someone besides himself. he had loving kind words for each of his teammates...and it struck her when the letter spoke on ALEXIS, who was now dead and Blaze as if she were STILL dead and Jasmine was still here.>>

so much time has passed! so much has changed...Cameron disappeared right before i was pulled into the Seige Perilous...clearly he wrote this note BEFORE then. I .....I wish I could have been alive again...SOONER....maybe, we could have saved him....

<< with her eyes closed, she frowned tightly, a single tear fell down her wintery smooth cheek, as she felt the regret. despite her power and all that came with being the mistress of Limbo, she could not save Sharon Kelly and now...the reality was that she couldnt have saved Cameron King. She didnt even get the chance to TRY.>>




I'm so sorry........Rest in peace, Cameron King.
 
the cemetary, from a distance

:: many meters away and across the expanse, a column of wind and dead leaves forms. a low, faint rumble of thunder rolls in the air as Ororo appears in the cemetary. the immortal weather goddess is standing beside the base of a large statue of two angels that reaches high up.::


:: she wears her white goddess dress with a black cloak that is closed around the white gown and her long, bone straight silver hair is concealed, her face partially enshrouded in shadow by the hood of the cloak.::

:: she watches the service silently and does not make herself readily known. only those with the most keen senses or eyesight would realize she was there...because she ALLOWED them to.::

:: the pain and sorrow in Alison's heart along with her DEEP SEATED disapproval of Erika rings out to Ororo as clear as the eldritch chimes. The goddess knows that Alison, Morgan and Alycia do not care for Erika. She also knows that the team has been under great strain. Out of concern, and to honor the memory of Cameron, Ororo appears, and watches from afar.::


:: Cameron came to Ororo in one of his darkest hours, a moment of extreme uncertainty. though he thought it was ONLY a "dream"...he had no idea just how REAL that moment was and how much of a turning point it was for the young man. She had found a renewed confidence in him, only to see him now lying dead in a coffin, a life extinguished far before its due time. It did bring sadness to the goddess, who knew all too well about loss and regret.::
 
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:: Persephone listened in silence as Erika began her eulogy. It was obvious Cameron's sister was in a great deal of pain about the loss of her brother. She could relate after loosing her own "sister" and teammates. But oddly enough, Persephone now felt some closure since ALL the Dire Wraith's were destoryed. She hoped that some how the people involved in Cameron's life would find their closure as well. ::

:: Shifting her amethyst hued eyes to Haleigh and Alison who sat two rows ahead of her, she watched as the two took each other's hands. Watching as Haleigh stood and embraced Erika, Persephone glanced to the others that sat in the numerous chairs lined throughout the grass. ::

:: The shift in weather caught the goddess' attention, noting the soft rumbling of thunder afar. Narrowing her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a woman in a dark cloak, standing by two statues. The slightest hint of silver caught the wind, further proving it was who Persephone thought it was. Ororo had shown up...although she didn't doubt it in her mind. Ororo was a wonderful woman who cared deeply for all her 'children'. ::

:: As the wind around the service began to pick up slightly, Persephone's loose ebony locks blew across her face, shading her carmel skin from the chill in the air. Keeping her eyes focused on Ororo for a few moments longer, she soon lowered her eyes before turning her attention back to the front. ::
 
[ Delilah sat silently with Alycia and Cameron's daughters. She hadn't been as close to Alison's brother as the others, but she had experienced his bravery and committment to the team firsthand when they had gone up against the super soldier - he had risked his own life to save Morgan's. She felt his loss and the loss in her friends deeply.

She looked around as she waited for the service to begin. The beauty of the cemetery somehow didn't fit with its purpose. The day was grey but serene - a fitting surrounding for the goodbyes that needed to be said. Erika began the eulogy - beautifully done, especially in the face of so many criticizing eyes. It took strength to stand up there and talk about her brother, and Dleilah respected her for it. Erika was more like Alison than either of them would admit, she suspected.

She caught a flicker of movement out of the corner of her eye. Turning her head slightly, she saw Ororo standing mostly hidden a ways away from the service. She smiled slightly and nodded in acknowledgement of the goddess' presence. It felt good to have her near - though knowing that Ororo would choose to remain unseen. A reminder that Alison had the support of more than human hands could offer if she needed it.

She turned back to the ceremony as Erika retook her seat. Delilah reached a hand forward, giving Alison's shoulder a squeeze. She didn't know how to comfort her friend other than with her presence. She had experienced the premature deaths of both her parents, but this was something different, something unexpected. ]
 
Nicolas sat solemny as the eulogy was read. he made no motion, simply looking ahead at Erika as she peformed her duty to her brother. He had been here himself, not so long ago. And though he did not know this man, he could feel through the others how important he was to the team and to those who loved him. He thought of how he had almost lost Karen Victoria just a few days ago and he reached out to push away a lock of hair, just the reassuring gesture that reminded him that she was still here. Looking off in the distance, he silently prayed.

Lord, please allow us to be able to lean on each other in this time of bereavement. If there is anything that I must do to help any of the others...please...send me a sign.

As Nicolas looked away, heart heavy and feeling a bit distanced as he did not know Cameron and had no connection to him, he saw a glimpse of Ororo. It was very far away, but he knew it as surely as anything. He gazed upon her and got his sign. His destiny was here, with these people, at this time. His charge was to be a teammate, a friend, and to be a part of something far greater than himself. He gently took Karen's hand into his, and watched as the ceremony was completed.
 
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<< sitting with Nicolas, Karen was prim and poised in her sophisticated black Escada suit w/ white accents. her hair pulled back in a sleek bun and she too was wearing round rimmed sunglasses as she remained silent and listened to Erika's eulogy.>>

<< she had never been especially close with Cameron and upon their first meeting she blamed HIM for her daughters descent into a murderous rampage that plunged the city into the Inferno. Following the conclusion of the Inferno, she saw glimpses of a deeper, more respectfull young man in Cameron and she realized that he had potential. He wasn't as amoral as she had intially thought.>>


<< she remembered the night when Alison and Haleigh had come to tell her that Morgan had died in battle with Master Mold. it had sliced her up and left her half dead with pain and anguish. Even a woman as put together and polished as Karen had her moments of weakness and so she knew that Alison, another woman who was KNOWN for her "marble" hard exterior was probably doing double time to hide the pain she was feeling. Alison clearly had contempt for Erika and her noticeable silence and withdrawn presentation was a bad sign. The doctor knew that when crossed or provoked, Alison would be vicious in her response and funerals were often the most likely situation to bring forth true feelings among family members.>>

<< She felt Nicolas' hand on her as and gently took it in her own, gently patting his hand with her other hand. She definately felt a maternal instinct when dealing this young man and she realized, that maybe Cameron could have benefited from a mother figure as well. Both she and Ororo had been so critical of him and although it was JUSTIFIED at the time... post Inferno, they had only JUST BEGUN to see more of what he COULD be, before he disappeared.>>

<< Her heart went out to Alison as she sat with Nicolas and as Erika finished her eulolgy, Karen was not aware just how much Morgan and Alycia despised Erika but she could sense a palpable feeling of disapproval among many in the seats and it was all directed at Erika.>>

<< looking down for a moment, she breathed deeply before looking up and feeling the wind shift, she turned to her left and off in the distance, a mysterious cloaked figure stood silently near a large marble statue. the long silver tresses that flowed from the hood of the cloak indicated that it must be Ororo. Karen smiled.>>

Now ALL of Alison's "family" is here.

I just wish we could have had the chance to see Cameron become the man that he was capable of being.
 
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:: Alycia sat, in a crisp, tailored black gem toned donna Karan blazer and matching, rather HIGH hemlined skirt, sheer black stockings and black , square toed, stacked heeled four inch pumps. The sleek and svelt woman's raven black hair was down in a flawless wrap, resting just above her shoulders and blew slightly in the breeze. ::


:: Alycia had been a friend and powerfull ally to more than one member of the Six for quite some time. Though she was only human, she had stood her ground and MORE than earned respect and trust among the powerfull members of that team. Alycia and Cameron were never "close" but they DID have mutual respect. She was no nonsense and a true ball buster and Cameron had watched Alycia slice up Haleigh on at least TWO occasions. He couldnt deny the woman was vicious.::

:: when others might have whined and complained, Cameron met Alycia on the same page and didnt try to insult her intelligence and Alycia could see that Cameron knew how to "play the corporate game". Their ability maintain a fluent professional relationship might have been a source of tension between Alycia and Vivica Lennox and Alycia had OPENLY declared her dislike for Erika long ago.::

:: for the high powered lawyer and ex district attourney for the state of New York, seeing Erika was the LEAST appealing part of this who unfortunate occasion, but her professional duty as the executrix of Cameron's estate required her to look past that dislike for now. She had been charged with the responsibility to watch over and escort Sarah and Sydney King to the funeral service. She would also be reading Cameron's will later on at Illustra, which would bring a surprise for everyone present.::

:: as she looked among the crowed, she could see the solemn faces, and hear the grief in Erika's voice. it was such a sad occasion. Alycia knew what it was like to have to eulogize someone and accept the cold , hard reality that they were dead. She had done the same thing for Senator Sharon Kelly. While she had sympathy for Erika , her primary concern lay with Alison as well as Cameron's daughters. She didnt buy into Erika's "saint" persona, she remember how DISRESPECTFULL she had been to Sharon Kelly and herself back at that gala all those months ago. It was one of the last interactions they had had until now.::

:: Alycia, being the blunt, "to the point" woman that she was...couldnt help but wonder...with all the terrible things that had happened to The Six since Sharon's death..including Alison's own temporary death following the disaster with Malice & Blackout/Shockwave...WHY hadn't Erika been there to help? She always TALKED a good game but it seemed that she FAILED when it mattered most.::

:: the eulogy came to a close and Alycia bowed her head and rememberance of Cameron, she thought of him...remembernig various moments that she had interacted with him, his brash sense of humour, the successfull gala that had taken place at the Parthenon hotel...::

you were a very vibrant man. maybe not always doing or saying the right thing at the right time, but you had a fire in your eye and your soul. I can respect that and i will remember you for that. I will make sure that Alison can come through this the best way she can...you can COUNT on that.
 
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<< Morgan turned to see Delilah placing a hand on Alison's shoulder. She looked up to the sky as the winds blew a bit and knew that somehow, they'd get through this day TOGETHER.>>

<< she didnt think about Erika or her dislike for the woman...she thought more about Cameron, just rembering moments with him, statements he made and how full of passion he was.>>

this was a most touching service.

<< a little smile washed over her face as she turned and saw in the distance, a cloaked figure...>>


hmm...

<< she narrowed her icy violet eyes and after looking for a moment or two, she finally realized that it was ORORO.>>

she came!

<< Ororo had always been a model of virture and grace. Morgan knew how harsh Ororo had been to Cameron in times past, but Ororo knew when to be hard and when to be gentle. In the wake of the damage that Kelly King had done to her children, Ororo had come to step in and help heal the wounds and correct some of the maladaptive behaviors in ALL of them...Alison, Erika and Cameron. and even though Morgan didnt care for Erika and felt a bit of jealousy that she had been under Ororo's training for several months...she RESPECTED Ororo and trusted her judgement. Seeing her here, even from afar was a comfort to Morgan as well.>>

we're not alone. no matter how difficult things are...Ororo watches over us...

<< looking around at the other members of the six and their allies>>

all of us. maybe Cameron will find his peace in the serenity of Ororo's garden...just as Alexis has.


<< she turned back, looking at Ororo who stood silently and unnoticed by MOST. something was "different" though. she felt a beckoning in the winds...as if Ororo was calling for her.>>

<< as the Euology was now over and the coffin was being lowered into the ground, various guests in attendance were now standing up to come pay their final respects to Alison and Erika. Morgan took this moment to excuse herself, confident that Delilah and Haleigh would look after Alison.>>

<< leaning to Delilah behind her>>: I need to speak to Ororo while she's here. I'll be back.

<< Morgan stood up, taking one last look at Blaze, who was wearing all white, the sorceress shook her head.>>

i would have thought my sister would pick SOME fashion cues up from me.

<< walking away, Morgan strode along a path on the cemetary grounds, strutting with that model bounce before finally making her way to the cloaked woman, as they both slipped away behind the giant statue.>>

across the cemetary, away from the others


<< In an icy voice>>

Ororo?

<< the immortal goddess removed the hood of her cloak, and Morgan hugged her honored mother.>>

It's wonderfull that you're here. Alison...all of us, we appreciate it so much. But it is...unusual for you to appear on earth, you normally don't involve yourself in the affairs of mortals anymore. There's nothing WRONG is there?
 
< Erika wanted to collapse as she stepped down from the podium with Haleigh in her arms. She had done her part for the day but she couldnt help but notice the stare of ice coming from her older sister as she gave the eulogy. Just what she was upset about Erika didn't know but Erika didn't really care. This was so like her sister. Making some problem about her on the day of her brother's funeral. It was the reason the two never got along. They both felt one was better than the other and that they had to compete for the title of better sister. She sat down with Haleigh and whispered softly into her ear. >

"I am glad you finally got to hear the words from him.. even if they didn't come from his mouth, they came from his heart and that is all that matters.. now if only I could figure out what is going on with my sister..."

< Looking at her sister who showed no emotion whatsoever, a King family trait learned from generations of those who hid their emotions, she took a look back to watch the coffin of her brother lower deeper and deeper into the ground. Cameron was really gone. His soul, his body and everything. Could this really be real? Other members of the Six had fought back death before and why couldn't Cameron. It was all making her angry. Morgan, Blaze, Haleigh, they had all lived to tell the tale and yet here they are crying about the death of a friend that nobody in the room helped or even knew what was going on with him. They, including Erika, were pathetic. >
 
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::Ororo removed the hood of her cloak and greeted Morgan with a warm smile as she embraced her surrogate daughter.::

:: as Morgan asked if anything was wrong, Ororo nodded to the negative::

Ororo: No child, nothing...aside from the situation you all are facing now. I just felt that I should be here but of course, I cannot be seen by the mortals of this timeline, for there is already a "Storm" in this reality.

:: she looked over, watching those at Cameron's service a bit before turning to Morgan again.::

Alison is...doing a magnificent job...of HIDING behind her marble hard heart. It is her greatest defense, but it does not serve her well. I know that Erika and She do not get along, and that with Cameron's death now being a finality, there will be much pain and transition between them.

I came here today not only to pay my last respects to Cameron King, but to warn you.

Remember that everyone deserves a chance, and that includes Erika. She is doing the best that she can.

Alison will have to grieve, even SHE cannot avoid the process. Help her through it as best you can, but do not BULLY Erika in your attempts to protect Alison.

There are some changes coming for all of you now. You must not allow yourselves to be sidetracked by personal strife...you've seen what THAT can do.

This is a difficult time for all of you. Change is never easy but you must go through it. The strongest tree knows when to bend.....and when to remain steadfast...it is how they withstand the tests and trials of the elements. You all must learn to do the same thing and while you each have been getting better, you must CONTINUE to progress forward.
 
- Vivica Lennox was an absolute wreck the entire service. She was crying like a child throughout the entire thing and couldn't think as to why Cameron wouldn't leave a message of love to her. She was his best friend. She had stood behind him almost her entire life and now he didn't even think of saying goodbye to her? What was going on? Something was absolutely wrong with this situation. She found herself scanning the audience, able to detect whose emotions were probably real and whose weren't. She came along the visions of Sydney and Sarah King who seemed equally as upset as she was. Vivica's computer like brain sent her an alert. -

"What is this?"

- Sarah and Sydney seemed to be glitching inside of her mind, like the way a computer scrambles the screen. For whatever reason they couldn't really stay in focus whenever she tried to focus on them. She didn't have a virus and all her systems and functions seemed to be at their normal rates. The entire thing just seemed advertly odd. She went into the file she kept on Sarah and Sydney. Memories that she had spent with them, words they had spoken and things she had collected about their lives since she had met them. Everything played extremely clear but something seemed off. It was as if her files on the girls and on Cameron had been altered. Something was wrong with them, but it wasn't on Vivica's part. She was never wrong and neither was her mind. There was something not right about the death of Cameron King and Sarah and Sydney King. Something didn't add up and she was going to be the one to find about them. She decided it might be best for her to make an appearance to show that even though he didn't acknowledge her that she was indeed his best friend and companion. She went over to Delilah, Haleigh and Alison. -

"We Made it.. though I am sure if it something to be proud of. He's in a better place now I guess we can take solace in that.. though I don't know about you, but I don't get much comfort from it. Is there an open bar anywhere. Something tells me that I am going to need a LOT of alcohol to get through this day..."

- Vivica kept her attention but was all the while focusing on Sarah and Sydney. Her cyberpathic mind allowed her to do many things at once without faltering or doing one thing better than the other. She was watching Sarah and Sydney, talking to Haleigh and the others and downloading all the information she could about the Hope Cemetery in case she would need it again. A mind is a terrible thing to waste and Vivica never wasted anything. -
 
:: Sarah and Sydney King watched as their Aunt Erika delivered a very touching eulogy about their father, their eyes and face flushed with tears. They had really been separate from their family since his death and now were in the custody of Alycia Barnett a woman they had only heard their father complain about. They didn't exactly trust her, they didn't trust anybody for that matter. They knew about the Six and about their father and of everything and they weren't exactly sure who to blame for what happened to their father. They spoke softly to each other in their minds, a telepathic bond they shared since birth. ::

Sarah: Do you think they will let us know what is happening with us in the will today? That seems to be the only reason Alycia is here.

Sydney: Who gives a shit! I just want to get back home, try and get back to a normal life...

Sarah: We aren't even sure if we have a home anymore, Syd. We are almost eighteen and when that happens nobody is responsible for us. We don't have parents anymore! Don't you care about that? Don't you even miss Dad?

Sydney: Of course I do, Sarah. I am just tired of all this traveling and protecting and shielding. If we knew more about the Six then maybe we could have helped him.

Sarah: With what? Our good looks!?!? We don't even have powers you idiot! We should go see Aunt Alison she looks so.. empty.

Sydney: Yeah, she does look sad....

:: Both of the girls made their way up to their Aunt and decided to say a calm hello :

Sarah: Hello, auntie. It's good to see you again.. We've missed you...

Sydney: Yeah, hi...

:: Sarah was always the well spoken and intelligent one where as Sydney craved rebellion and danger and didn't exactly adhere to her aunt's normally strict house rules. She decided to make the best out of it for the sake of her father. ::
 
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<< holding Ororo's hand, Morgan turned to look back as well, watching the service now from Ororo's vantage point.>>

<< she heard Ororo's warning..and it was direct. it grabbed Morgan's attention as her eyes widened a bit>>


Ororo...Alison is like the sister I never had! I have been there for her since LONG BEFORE Erika blew into her life right before.....before the INFERNO.

<< Morgan bowed her head in shame...remembering the fact that she had tried to kill Cameron more than once during the Inferno>>

I don't like her...i BARELY trust her! It's my INSTINCT to protect Alison from her! You know what kind of family dynamic they had....
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Ororo: but if we were to judge people by their family dynamic, then what would be said about YOU and Blaze? You must be FAIR and not so willing to dismiss, Morgan. I understand the way you feel about Alison. I feel that way about YOU, your mother feels that way about YOU and Alison...there are many strong bonds among the Six and they are being redefined now as Persephone and Nicolas find their place in the team's heart, but Cameron did not benefit from having many connections or bonds with members of the original team....he was ostracized by more than one member for a variety of reasons. Karen and Myself were not very fond of him in the beginning as well either. But if i have learned ANYTHING since my time on earth and in Limbo...it is that I cannot deny anyone their due chance to evolve and CHANGE. Cameron had just BEGUN to show how honorable he could be before Malice murdered him.
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<< Morgan spoke up when Ororo spoke on his murder>>

Morgan: Ororo? Alison and Erika...all of us are mourning his loss....is there NOT a way for us to bring him back? with all the witches present...the siege perilous....can we not do so something?

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:: Ororo nodded her had with disapproval::

Ororo: That is not possible, Morgan. As unfortunate as it is...necromancy spells are among the most dangerous and risky of magicks. only a fool or an arrogant person would risk igniting them without regard for the wide range of consequences. Cameron's soul has moved on. Let him be.

<< Morgan nodded her head and understood what Ororo meant.>>

Ororo: do not blame yourself Morgan. you were not here to even know, much less attempt to do anything about his situation. Even Alison could not find him with her powers as a Seer. Though you may possess power, you are not immune from fate and destiny. Everything happens for a reason...even within the realm of Limbo.

There will be time for you all to mourn, to come to terms and to understand. You will do it better if you go through this TOGETHER as a family, as a group. So do not let yourselves be needlessly divided. You've seen how disastrous that can be.

It will not be easy...but you will make it through... all of you will.
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<< Morgan had closed her eyes...feeling badly for Cameron's loss again and as Ororo offered her last words of encouragment, she VANISHED in a haunting column of wind. Morgan turned to say goodbye>>


Ororo?

<< But Ororo was already gone. Leaving Morgan to think about what she had just said. after staring at the spot where Ororo had stood for a moment, Morgan turned, slowly exhaling as she walked back toward the service, along the path. >>


Back with the others:

<< she made it back to where Alison and the others were sitting and noticed Vivica, who looked so grief stricken. Hearing her comment, Morgan's heart went out to the woman.>>



Vivica, would you like to stay as a guest at Illustra? You'll need to be at the reading of the will anyway. Alycia will be performing the reading later on today, and you dont have to be alone if you dont want to.


<< Morgan turned to see two young girls, twins from the sight of them, approaching Alison. Morgan DWARFED the two girls and as she looked down upon them, she narrowed her icy voilet eyes.>>

his DAUGHTERS. it's just so...unexpected! have i been gone THAT LONG?

<< she watched them as they greeted Alison>>
 
:: Alison felt Delilah's hand on her shoulder and looked behind her. Delilah couldnt see Alison's eyes because of the sunglasses, but the seer touched Delilah's hand with her own and squeezed it, her own silent way of thanking her for her support and for being there.::

:: her head was THROBBING. her mind was racing...so many things flashing through her mind. her brother, the moments they shared, the damage they had to cover come, the beginnings of a healthy relationship that never got the chance to bloom....it was forming a painfull vacuum in Alison as she felt like she had dropped the ball BIG TIME.::


:: as the coffin lowered all the way down, Alison realized that her dream hadnt come true at all. Morgan excused herself , and as others came by to greet and pay their respects, Alison nodded, remaining in her seat and occasionally shaking a hand or two.::

:: vivica came down and spoke, and Alison finally responded::

Vivica, Morgan is right. I think you should stay at Illustra, at least for a couple of days. You worked very hard with Cameron, and I ....

:: she stopped short of saying that she "SAW" that Vivica would be honored in Cameron's will for fear of revealing her status as a precog to the normal humans present.::

I would like it if you were present when Alycia reads the will.

:: Alison NOTICEABLY ignored Erika, and soon...two young girls, twins came up to greet her. Alison now knew who they were, based on her dream. These were Cameron's daughters. Alison was many things...but being an AUNT was not something she ever imagined, even in her wildest dreams.::

:: sitting there in her dress ( the stylish and sexy dress that it was), the seer felt VERY uncomfortable...as if a spotlight was now focused on her as these girls greeted her.::


:: in a soft, cold tone, her sunglasses hiding her cobalt blue eyes still::

Hello Sydney, Sarah.

:: she she breathed deeply as she looked at the twins from behind her sunglasses::

It's good that Alycia was able to bring you both here.

While you are here with us...we'll make sure that you're well taken care of.


:: the seer was at a loss, she was not a mother by any stretch of the imagination. the twins, being in front of her now...in this situation, it just added to the anxiety that she was valiantly struggling to conceal and keep in check.::
 
:: Standing from her chair, the service had finally ended. As everyone began to rally around Alison, including two blonde girls who supposedly were Cameron King's daughters, Persephone folded her arms across her chest and stood next to Nicolas. She was hardly the one to comfort anyone, especially considering Alison's personality, and her standoff-ish nature today. The woman wanted to be left alone, as many usually feel in this situation. ::

:: Lifting her eyes to the sky, she squinted once deciding some sun would do everyone some good. Clouds instantly parted as rays beamed down among the guests. Glancing to the side, she gave Nicolas a casual look, noting that he too felt a bit out of place. He and Persephone were the only two people here who didn't actually know, or even MEET Cameron. It was a little strange being at his funeral. ::

:: Shifting her weight from one leg to another, her black sling back, stiletto healed, peep toe shoes dug into the soft grass as she leaned over toward Nicolas. ::

"The roses were beautiful. Thank you."

:: Keeping her voice to a low whisper, she glanced back over to Nicolas before looking away once more to the group of ladies she stood near. ::
 
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:: Alycia looked over at Delilah as the two sisters got up to go speak to Alison.::

:: she leaned over::

Funny, the things you find out at a funeral eh?

:: she knew Delilah would understand what she meant...as there had been the faintest buzz about these two girls since it became WIDELY known who they were. There would be time for Alycia to interact with with Alison later, and she knew that Alison knew she had business to attend to.::

:: she excused herself as she slipped past Delilah and walked back up the aisle to meet up with Persephone, Nicolas and Dr. Victoria::

well hello there.

:: she spoke with confidence as she eyed Nicolas and smiled at the Doctor, then nodding to Persephone.::

:: the cool breeze flowed again::

don't feel bad, in this instance, outside of being the courier for the twins, and the executrix of Cameron's estate...i'm about as on the outside as you are. I had no personal connection with Cameron, mainly a professional relationship and of course being an ally of the Six.

:: as they were near the back and Alycia was not one to hold back, she spoke bluntly::

It's truly unfortunate, what happened to Cameron. he's one of the founding members of this team and he meant something to very many people here today. Too bad the same can't be said for his saditty sister, Erika.

:: Alycia folded her arms as she shifted her weight on one of her alligator, stacked high heeled, squared toed pumps.::
 
Nicolas looked over to Persephone as she spoke. He smiled and spoke smoothly back to her.

"You deserved more than that, but what do you buy for a GODDESS at Cartier? Seriously, I wanted you to know that your selflessness was not unnoticed. I thank YOU."

Nicolas watched Alycia as she walked up to them, enticing in her short skirt but quite reserved, all told. He would have to speak with her about his behavior before. He spoke in frustration and it was unfair to one who had endured so much.

"Hello Alycia. You look great as usual."

He listened to her, amused by her bluntness even in this situation. He leaned forward a bit so as to be unheard by others outside of this small group.

"Why the bad blood with Erika, If I can ask?"
 
the cemetary, away from others.

:: Alycia adjusted her tailored, black gem toned donna karan blazer which complimented the matching short skirt, sheer nylons and genuine black aligator,4 inch stacked high heel, square toed pumps. She cought a look at Nicolas, not really having had time to appreciate just how handsome he was before, but seeing him now as he was obviously on better ground with the rest of the team, his personal style and his charm was more apparent to her.::

hmm yes, thank you. you're looking pretty good yourself there, Nicolas.
So you are the both of you! :: smiling at Persephone and Doctor Victoria::

:: she nodded.::

:: as Persephone, Nicolas and Karen gathered in close, Alycia folded her arms and shifted her weight on one of her heels as she tood very tall and sophisticated.::

well, Alison, Erika and Cameron are all sisters and brother. Alison is the oldest and the strongest. When the Six first came together, it was Alison who gathered the original members , outside of Morgan to rescue Foxfire from the clutches of Mystech. She rescued Cameron the night the Citadle went into meltdown, not yet knowing he was her brother. they fought bitterly and Alison even tried to murder him during the first caper.

When they finally discovered they were related, Alison finally realized why she hadn't recognized him. She had left her family when he was still a baby to travel the world and discover the secrets of magick and mystical arts on earth.

Later on, their mother, Kelly King, an evil witch, and the Black Queen of Mystech's inner circle came calling for revenge. Kelly King had been humiliated by Morgan in a magickal fire firght when Morgan and Foxfire were with the london based super hero team Valiant. Kelly King was the epitome of a hatefull mother and Alison had spent most of her young life fronting off her mother to protect Erika and Cameron. Unlike Erika and Alison...Cameron is not a witch..he's a mutant, a fact that caused his mother to abuse him.

When Alison left, Erika took Cameron and escaped. She placed a spell on Cameron so that he would not know who his sisters were. Cameron had a hard life as a young boy. he had to rely on his powers to survive and it made him hardened and cut throat..it was no wonder that he and Alison took an immediate dislike to each other but then ERIKA returned to warn Alison and Cameron that Kelly King was coming back from the exile Morgan had placed her in to kill them all.

Erika is practices white magick and is as opposed to Alison's lethal, vicious ways and her black magick as Alison is opposed to Erika. They came together long enough to destroy their mother and actually began to repair their relationship as siblings.

HOWEVER, Erika managed to piss off Morgan and myself and the late Senator Sharon Kelly when she disrespected us at a gala at the Parthenon several months ago. Her "high and mighty, saintly" attitude has rubbed nearly everyone the wrong way...and her last words to Sharon Kelly and myself were enough to make me want to hit her in her mouth.

I can tell you right now what Alison's problem is.

With Morgan having been "dead" for several months, and Alison having nearly lost her life staving off the deadly attacks of Malice and Blackout...where was Erika? she had ALWAYS said "she was watching over them and would be there" but when Cameron needed it the most and Alison couldnt be there...Erika WASNT EITHER and now here she is. and whether or not anyone else want's to admit it..that is EXACTLY what the problem is.


:: it was a shocking backstory but at least it explained why there was so much bad blood::
 
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Alycia always has the 411 and knows just how to deliver it LOL, love the last part of this post.
- Vivica was honored at the thought of being invited to stay at Illustra for a spell while the rest of Cameron's estate was taken care of and of course she did not want to miss the whole, she was hoping he was smart enough to leave King Enterprises to her. There was too much going on for someone not to be named as the new CEO of the company, though she had a feeling, more of a knowledge that Cameron might leave the company to one of his daughters. He always loved those girls. She took a look back at them again and they seemed fine, no glitches, nothing. Maybe she was just emotionally drained and her brain was overloading. It had never happened before, but hey there is a first time for everything, she guessed. Analyzing the believability and ulterior motive scenarios in her head, Vivica deduced that the offer to stay at Illustra was genuine. She would accept for the time being. -

"I would love to stay there, Alison, Morgan. Thank you kindly.. There is still so much to take care of with King Enterprises and the Parthenon Hotel Merger. There is so much more work to do, though I took on the brunt of it when Cameron joined the Six, he was still a great help. He always seemed to know what to do. My brain only takes me so far..."

- Sometimes Vivica seemed oddly unemotional. It wasn't her fault so much as that most of the time her power controlled her. She was in essence, a walking super computer. She was a creature of deduction, downloading, defragment and analyzing. This was the first time in a long while that she had let go of that side of her and was experiencing emotion. Cameron was so much more than a friend to her, he was her life, her job, her duty. The others didn't know but she had told Cameron all about her assignment with Omega-4 a secret branch of the CIA and though he forgave her in the end, she still felt that part of their conversation was a reason that he dissappeared. A secret she would have to tell Morgan and Alison sooner rather than later. -

"Let's hope the rest of this day goes peaceful.. I can literally feel the distance between you two. I hope everything works out for the best..."

- She looked back at the twins yet again and the glitches were there again. Only this time she saw a flash of Cameron King himself. Like he appeared in one of the glitches. Watching the twins now was like watching scrambled television without cable with flickers of Cameron King. Something was wrong, a matter she would later discuss with Morgan and Alison, but for now, she would simply be there as a friend and confidant to whoever needed her. The chameleon, the ability to shift into the role that everyone needed. It was like her calling. -
 
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