The Gala Event

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:: Cameron agreed to Alexis' plea. This night was important for them all. No doubt they would be arriving any moment and do their best to provoke him. He wasn't worried about Alison. He KNEW she had enough business sense and self control but he wasn't putting anything past Morgan. If she thought severing ties with Illustra would hinder the Empire he had built, she was more than wrong. And then the Mass Hysteria Happened. Prophet sighed and shook his head ::

"God.. you would think this is the Second Coming of Christ! And WHAT is Alison wearing? She looks like they made Estelle Geddy put some pasties on and straighten her hair and head out to some event! Ghastly!"

:: Man. It looks like he was off to a bad start on how he was going to keep his cool during the evening. He looked at both Vivica and Erika who were laughing at his comment and he shrugged ::

"Hey at least she wasn't right in front of me... I should probably hold off on the Booze.."

:: Placing the martini back on one of the trays of the Servers, Cameron noticed out of the corner of his eye Stephanie Seymour. She was one of the women that Cameron and Vivica were considering for the new direction of the Parthenon Hotel Chain in which famous Supermodels were placed in Greek Goddess attire and surroundings and the Slogan would be worked on by whoever landed the Account at D&D Enterprises. It would most likely be Amanda Woodward who was basically Morgan V 2.0, but at least Amanda wasn't a hell bent revenge filled demon sorceress. Or at least he thought. He at one point thought Morgan was normal. Boy was he wrong. He turned to Erika and Vivica and smiled ::

"Sorry to leave you hanging but I really need to go schmooze right now. Stephanie is about one of the few models not contracted with Illustra right now. So wish me luck Vi.. Erika stay by Vivica, she will introduce you to people.. you will probably think they are completely shallow and remorseful and most of them are, but just keep a smile and laugh at all their stupid jokes..."

:: Cameron kissed his sister on the cheek as he headed over to Stephanie ::

"Stephanie! You look RAVISHING! I haven't seen you since that Luncheon almost over six months ago! How ARE you?"
 
hamming it up

::Guardian flashed and flossed....showing off her tight figure in the stunning Dontella Versace dress...doing her model turns...striking poses and "making love" to the photographers...she was joined by P.Diddy. What her brother and few others OUTSIDE of Morgan knew was that Alison was a regular in the social circuit of NYC's high society and fashion circles... among her many celeb pals, she was very chummy with Shannen Doherty who was also a "bitch in heels". Shannen happily joined the spectical that Alison was causing with P.Diddy...as Morgan commanded photographers attention further ahead...::


Kiss my ASS!!

:: she smirked as she and Shannen hugged, while Diddy stood behind them smiling with wicked satisfaction and GQ posed::


:: She noticed Alexis STARRING at her outfit..and winked as she tossed her jet black, bone straight hair back a bit. no doubt the peek of the nipples in her dress were titillating to the men AND women present::
 
:: Laughing and enjoying her conversation with Nicole and Naomi, Alexis couldn't help but look over at Morgan. Her words echoed in her mind...something the CEO never would of imagined. Morgan actually wanting to work WITH her instead of use her for publicity. But what she said about Cameron struck a nerve. Cameron was her friend....but Alexis had been CEO of Tempo Magazine a decade prior to Cameron's friendship. Le sigh...she honestly hadn't a clue as to what to do. But then again, she couldn't jump to conclusions. Morgan could be playing her--which was a very high possibility--or she could be truly sincere. Either way...she wasn't going to allow it to ruin her night. ::

:: Hearing a reporter ask for some photos, Alexis smiled as herself, Nicole, and Naomi lined up in a row, all posing for the camera. Spectators began to watch the three beauties, in awe of their elegance. Nodding to the photographer as he walked away, she turned back to her friends and excused herself so she could have this opportunity to meet both Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barrett. Both woman very well known, and both woman worth being seen with. Making her way up to Morgan, Sharon, and Alycia, Alexis smiled to them all. ::

"I don't mean to interrupt, I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Alexis Chandler-Quartermaine; I'm hosting tonight’s Gala."

:: Respectfully extending her hand out to the senator first, she didn't exactly want to get on her bad side. ::
 
role reversal

::the power pack- Morgan, Sharon and Alycia turned to face Alexis...each woman possesing a unique form of beauty and intimidation as they fixed their eyes on Alexis.::

Sharon Kelly: Miss Quatermaine, Miss Victoria has told me all about you. And may i say, your magazine's in depth article on the importance of feminism in the face of our current administration was a most uncompromising piece of writing. You can be sure that my next interview will be handled by your Magazine.


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Alycia Barnett: Alycia Barnett. ::gripping Alexis' hand:: pleased to meet you Alexis....... ::leaning in to whisper in her ear:: who do you think made your "legal ties" to your deceased father disappeare following the Citadle fiasco?

::Alycia winked at Alexis. it was definately NOT the last time Alexis..or anyone involved with the Six would see these two women...for they both had something to add to the changing destiny of The Six::

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Morgan: you see, Alexis....women of power need to network..and stick TOGETHER. That is why i am here tonight...Illustra and Tempo magazine will provide a beacon to women across the country...in all walks of life.

::it was almost as if they were having their own private consortium..and ALISON was noticeably absent...already partying down with the young, beautifull and trendy....she was really showing a different side to herself..and that DRESS would be one of the highlights of the evening::
 
< Erika was actually thoroughly enjoying herself this evening. She could feel the fakeness between people oozing in and out of the room like a giant elephant that nobody seemed to notice or just blissfully ignored. Either way, it was a good time and it was a peek into the Six's Social Life. They were each so successfully and powerful without their powers. She could see how easily they were tempted by power and fame. It was intoxicating. She noticed a man from the corner of the room talking with someone she didn't notice. She decided to introduce herself. What could it hurt? She could gain some powerful contacts here. She walked over to the man who was none other than Adrian Lockhart and extended her hand, her beautiful tresses along her face as smiled in an extremely unknowingly attractive way and introduced herself. >

"Hi, I know you don't know me, but I just saw you over here and noticed that you weren't in one of those MASSIVELY huge fake circles talking about your own accomplishments.. I am Erika King by the way, my brother is Cameron King, he is co-running this event tonight with Alexis Quartermaine and Morgan Victoria."

< She was being merely friendly to the man, though she wasn't really attracted to him. Erika wasn't into pretty boys. She KNEW she had seen him on TV and Movies but she couldn't figure out where and what from. She thought his name was Aaron something. Maybe it was Adrian. >
 
Adrian and Laetitia joined together in "wooing" the crowd of businessmen that Adrian had stood infront of. They absorbed everything; pheromones served no purpose when the human heart itself willed the mind to accept the impossible: Adrian Lockhart, who the perceptive would observe as too funny, too charming, too sincere and too modest. But human idoltry manifested perfection, and perfection was Adrian.

In the middle of delivering a humorous oratory on the dangerous will of scornful women, the arrival of the two magnificiently outfitted women and of course, ever-stylish Diddy, interrupted Adrian. He raised a brow, casting a furtive gaze towards the two women.

Adrian smoothly excused himself from the crowd that had gathered, and turned to Laetitia, whispering something briefly in her ear. Laetitia nodded. She walked away as Erika King suddenly occupied his field of vision. Adrian blinked...the woman was beautiful and well-dressed, but was not a familiar face. He paused. He had time. He had all the time in the world.

He laughed genially at the comment about superficiality. If she only knew.

"Erika King," he said slowly, wondering why the name sounded familiar. At the mention of Cameron King, along with his associates Alexis and Morgan, Adrian blinked, hardly believing his luck this evening. But his sudden change in composure was unnoticeable; he straightened slightly and took Erika's hand gently as pheromones washed over her, drugging her senses. "Lovely to meet you," Adrian murmured, kissing her hand softly. "My name is Adrian Lockhart," he added, "Though I'm surprised about your blood relations to Cameron King...I had thought he was a single child?"
 
:: Smiling at Sharon, her compliment about her article was very flattering to Alexis. And for Sharon to compliment her on it was just the icing on the cake of an ongoing perfect night. Nodding to her, she graciously thanked her. ::

"Thank you so much. And Tempo would be more then happy to set up an interview with you!"

:: Turning back to Alycia, Alexis' eyes went wide as a small laugh escaped her lips. Wow...Alycia was a piece of work. But hell, if she was able to keep the blame about her father's death from casting upon Alexis, she was a good woman in her book. Smiling to her, Alexis nodded. ::

"It's a pleasure to meet you....and thanks."

:: The two laughed. They seemed to hit it off, which was rather interesting seeing as how all four woman's personalities clashed off of each other. Looking to Morgan...she was right. This world was dominated by men--Adrian being case and point. Her encounter with him alone made her want to broil all men's genitals. Nodding to Morgan, Alexis agreed. ::

"I agree. After five years of being your rival, I would be more then happy to put our differences aside so we can both triumph in this male dominated industry."

:: A huge smile appeared on the blonde's lips. Of course...Alexis wouldn't COMPLETELY stop ragging on Morgan and Alison. It was her moments of fun. Plus, it was just in her personality to be a bitch. But overall, she would love to work with the two up close and personal, especially seeing as how they are both extremely savvy in this business. Even before she became "close" to Morgan, she knew that she was one of the smartest people in this business and would be a great asset. however her pride was always a factor. But in these cases...she was more then welcoming. ::
 
< Erika felt an odd sensation flow over her body as she found herself more attracted to Adrian. Maybe the glass of champagne she had earlier was kicking in or maybe it was the lighting at the Gala, either way something was up. He kissed her hand. Normally she would decline as she didn't like people being so cordial with her. Especially ones she didn't know, but fore some reason she allowed it. >

"Yes well, if you ran in the same circles as some of the people he does, you will find that relatives pop up all over the place.. but I am not after the money, of which I have plenty of my own, it is rather complicated, but you.. you're an actor right? I am sorry I don't have much time to watch TV or Movies and the like.. "

< She looked around and everyone seemed to be enjoying herself and she found that now, she was MORE than enjoying herself with Adrian. My GOD she was like a Giddy School Girl! What was going on? >
 
Adrian grinned. The change in Erika's eyes surely indicated the success of his pheromones, not that he had ever met much resistance. That's how all women should be: soft and pliable.

"I dabble here and there," he said, laughing slightly. Adrian more than "dabbled". He had been acting, singing, dancing, and modeling in virtually every facet of entertainment. His influence knew no bounds. Of course, he would think, I do have my competitiors, and here Adrian would surreptitiously look towards Morgan. Perhaps his biggest rival, and equally greatest source of desire in her company, Illustra Inc.

"I'm sure you're well provided for, Erika. You look absolutely stunning tonight in that dress," he said, laughing and putting an arm around her waist. He dipped his head, whispering in her ear, "Look at all of them. The biggest pricks on earth all in one room." Despite his outward display of arrogance and apathy, Adrian read individuals well, and now exploited her sense of alienation from the rest of the rich and famous gathered her.
 
< Erika's mind had to take over for a minute. She was a trained and well rounded Criminal Psychologist. She knew how some of the sickest minds in the world worked and here she was, being Miss Teen USA with some man she had hardly met? It didn't add up but she couldn't do anything about it. She was purely captivated. Though still extremely shady of the man. He leaned in to whisper to her. They were probably the biggest pricks on the face of the planet, but in honesty, they were also probably the most rich and powerful. And Adrian Lockhart was among them. From the way he looked, he sure liked to drape himself in debauchery. She had briefly seen the woman that he had been courting into the Gala and now her mind was literally in circles. >

"So, the biggest pricks in the world and you are standing among them. Are you trying to tell me that YOU are a prick?"

< She smiled at him and grabbed a glass of champagne from one of the Servers as she took a sip. Erika was naturally inquisitive and she was feeling a little playful tonight. In her mind, she whispered a spell to see if this Adrian really was the man he said he was. >

"Sex, Lies, and Videotape.. Things that Hollywood just can't escape. Life the veil, trample the fog, and reveal to me, the man behind the facade..."

< Erika watched as Adrian's eyes twinkled slightly as she began her line of questioning. Something she had done countless times while working on cases. >

"So.. Adrian. What brings you to the Gala tonight?"

< This was a truth spell. He had no choice but to answer her questions. Though she had no clue of his ability, it was now HER that had the control in this conversation. >
 
catty comments....a lovely evening

hmmm yes. << casting a quick glance over this Adrian...but not thinking much of him>>

Cameron King is another one. He too is a slippery eel of a man who gets over the same way Freddy Krueger could see Hellen Keller a shredded drape and tell her it was a designer gown..

Alexis, you may as well realize that there are some powerful people here now...that can propell your magazine to levels that "King Enterprises"couldnt even TOUCH. Having Illustra provide modes for your front cover and any campaign/ad spreads in the magazines along with an endorsement by Sharon as well as legal backing by Alycia will definately benefit YOU as well as Illustra.

<< taking another goblet of champaign, Morgan stood with Alycia and Sharon as they smugly laughed. discussing who was who...who was in/out....washed up and whatever else. the three of them had some of the most deep seated connetions in NYC...>>

yes...Sharon,Alycia..... you see that creature over there? THAT is Cameron King. Him and his little assistant, Vivica A. Whore latched onto Illustra to revive this hotel chain...you remember how it was before. Well here we are now...in the final result. Of course Illustra has severed all ties with Cameron..given his .....

<< the next bit of the statement was known only to Sharon and Alycia...as they both looked with shock and amazement...looking over at Cameron and LAUGHING with such mockery>>


<< the women took more drinks and chatted amongst themselves...greeting friends and associates who passed by>>
 
"Perhaps," he said, a laugh escaping his lips. He was affronted by her directness, but took it in stride. "If only to placate the expecting masses. Y'know how show biz is, darling," he said, laughing again and grabbing one of the martinis from the same tray that Erika took her drink. Adrian still occupied a position in back of her, and his undeniable pheromones were now intoxicating Erika in waves.

He suddenly felt some of his self-control ebb away, but hardly had the time to contemplate just what seemed so unnatural all of a sudden. As she asked the question, he responded plainly, "Opportunity and sex." His answer alarmed him. Where was the finesse? The charm? This isn't me, he thought bewilderedly, and dipped lower now, so that his breath was warming Erika's exposed throat.

"Erika," he whispered softly, his hands now on her waist, "I'd love to meet your brother. Would you be a doll and introduce me to him?" Every word dripped of seduction and well, bullshit, but Adrian happened to have a talent for bullshit, and damned if he'd let this sudden change get the better of him in this situation.
 
< Erika tilted her head, shocked at his answer but then suddenly taken back in by Adrian's scent. She took his hand and began to walk him over to her brother who had just said goodbye to Stephanie Seymour as he looked over at her, her eyes twinkling with excitement. Her voice was high pitched and happy like. >

"Cameron! I have someone who has been DYING to meet you! This is Adrian Lockhart! He is some big movie star or something.. Anyway! I am going to get some more champagne and find Vivica! You two catch up!"

< And with that Erika walked off and noticed Alison, Morgan, Sharon, Alycia and Alexis. She decided to walk over and introduce herself. And so she did as she somewhat penetrated the Inner Circle of women and introduced herself. >

"Hello Ladies. I thought I would introduce myself. I'm Erika King. I believe I have seen all of you ladies somewhere..."

< She looked at Sharon Kelly >

"Senator Kelly... Nice to meet you..."

< Turning to Alycia Barnett she cocked her head to the side for a moment before realizing who she was. >

"And Alycia Barnett.. I have read about alot of your work.. You are amazing in the Courtroom.. Might I add you all look stunning, but seriously how are you enjoying your evening?"
 
:: Cameron looked Adrian Lockhart and immediately put off. Why had Erika been so fucking giddy when she introduce this man to her. He couldn't possibly be charming enough to win her over. In the romance department, Erika was almost as icy hearted as Alison. In all of the talks they had, she had never mentioned a man or if she did, it was how she had been hurt or not had time for them, but now here was this guy who had seemingly caught her eye. Cameron was intrigued. ::

"Adrian Lockhart? Cameron King. King Enterprises. Are you enjoying yourself?"

:: Prophet could have given two shits less about his answer as he was rapidly scanning through Adrian's memories. Jesus Christ there were alot of women there. He seemed to have some kind of almost.. unnatural charm about him. There were even some MEN in there. What was this guy? A Modern Day Cassanova? It was crazy. ::
 
:: Listening to the woman, Alexis nodded. She knew this to be true, but didn't want to act on anything just yet. Taking a sip of her sparkling apple cider, the blonde stood listening to the woman laugh at Cameron. Raising a brow, she simply looked in another direction, distracting herself from their game of taunt and torture. Her eye caught something...Erika and ADRIAN? That's when Alexis started to laugh. What on earth was that girl getting herself into. Nevertheless...Erika dropped Adrian off by Cameron, and began to make her way over to the group of ladies. ::

"Erika."

:: Nodding to her, Alexis took yet another sip of her drink, finishing it off and handing it to a waiter who seemed to pass by at the perfect moment. Alexis stood and waited...she knew this was going to be interesting. An innocent little rabbit had just came over and intoroduced herself to a vicious pack of wolfs. Tick....Tock. ::
 
The Gala Evant

Adrian shifted his gaze from Erika to Cameron. "Yeah, enjoying myself quite a bit here," he said, watching with a satisfied grin as Erika walked off. She had served her purpose. Now Cameron. It was akin to climbing a ladder, and he grew ever closer to the last rung.

Unaware of the mind probbing, Adrian stepped forward. Some men might find it uncomfortably close, but he was more than confident that Cameron would have no problem at all. As he asked, "And yourself," a very potent burst of pheromones surrounded Cameron, enticing him, indeed inhibiting his senses. These chemicals could alter the patterns of any individual, regardless of persuasion, and he watched, bemused, as Cameron fell under the effects.
 
<< Sharon and Alycia looked over...as Morgan turned also. There stood Erika. quite a bit shorter than the group of women...but definately outgoing and composed.>>

Sharon Kelly: pleased to meet you Doctor. I know of your work as well....i understand that young man over there is...YOUR brother??

<< she said it with a tone of disbelief..hoping, after what she knew about HIM..that it wasnt true>>


Alycia Barnett: Hello. and thank you!<< shaking hands>> Dr. King. You've made quite a name for yourself in federal law enforcement circles with your noted criminal profiler platform.

<< Alycia was always in the know when it came to "whos who" ..she was almost as accurate and on point as Alison...as much as possible for someone who WASNT a precog. But Alycia had done some checking into the king clan before tonight...per MORGAN'S request...if anyone could gain inroads into classfied information..without super powers and without any obvious methods..it was Alycia. but she would refrain from saying too much>>

<< both the women smiled at Erika...each seemingly looking through her as they stood>>

Alycia: so....Erika....tell us, whats it like...being related to Cameron King?

<< her tone too..was odd at the mention of his name... as Morgan stood between them...with her arms folded. she was slightly posed and smirking...her icy violet eyes sparkling as she watched Erika..and waited for her response>>
 
:: Prophet eyed the man as he stepped forward. Cameron instinctively stepped back. He didn't trust this guy. He was protective over his sister and he wasn't going to let anyb--. What the FUCK was going on with Cameron? Why did he feel bewitched by Adrian? This wasn't making any sense. He literally felt like he wanted to jump him in front of all of these people. ::

"What? I mean, I'm... i'm doing fine..."

:: Though Cameron was feeling extremely attracted and bewitched. Prophet wanted to know everything about Adrian as his mind drifted into Adrian's as he began to feel some sort of tingle almost in his brain. He would know instantly something was going on. Then Cameron unwittingly and stupidly used his powers as he whispered into Adrian's mind ::

"What do you like? What do you hate? Who is Adrian Lockhart? Must know, must find out..."
 
< Erika shook the hands of the powerful women as she smiled and thanked them for their kind words. >

"Thank you ladies, words like that reinforce that the work I do is worth something..."

< Then the questions turned to Cameron King and Erika couldn't help but noticed the pleased look on Morgan's face. She had obviously badmouthed Cameron to the women and they obviously were biased against him. She took a breath and exhaled. >

"It's like being related to anyone really. Cameron is my brother, and I love him. He is my family. Even though they can be pretty stubborn and arrogant at times. He's no saint, but then again you can't believe everything people tell you or things you read in the papers, can you? Alison can tell you that Cameron can be a handful. She spent much of our childhood chasing him around and keeping him out of trouble."

< She laughed a little and glanced at Alison across the room in a sort of "If i'm getting dragged into this, so are you look" as she looked at the ladies and took another sip of champagne. >
 
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Adrian took a drink of the martini, feeling the delicious combination of lethal chemicals run down his throat. He observed Cameron and stepped closer. "That's...awesome," he breathed, his dark brown hues boring into the man's own. Great color, by the way. And then Adrian heard noises in his head.

What the fuck.

He took a step backward, staring at Cameron. Telepathic capabilities? Whoa. Adrian breathed, forcing himself to calm down. Wake up call, man, you're not the only one with powers around here.

So Cameron could conjure up voices in his head. Big frickin' deal. He could spure instant orgasms.

"Cameron," Adrian said, tilting his head, his pheromones now perhaps leaving the telepathic in a near-perpetual state of erection. "Cameron, are you trying to do anything?" he said, now significantly closer, with all that chocolate deliciousness wafting to those in close proximity and lulling their senses. But Adrian kept control. He always kept control. Messing with someone's chemical makeup was dangerous enough and, heaven forbid, he wouldn't want to turn this man permanently gay.
 
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