The Gala Event

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:: Cameron looked at his sister as she spoke the words of truth he had been needing to hear. He couldn't go placing blame on anyone else in the Six when he really needed to deal with his own issues and problems. He took his sister by the hand and squeezed it hard ::

"I promise you, Alison.. I will do that. I just think I need some time away. That is part of the reason I was susceptible to Morgan wanting me out of the Six and Illustra. How can I deal with this if I am constantly surrounded in such a negative environment.."

:: When Erika is mentioned he looks down ::

"I know Erika has a really good head on her shoulders but she does coddle me.. and it is just as much my fault. I let her, I guess it was just good to have a sense of family for once in my life.. but back to the matter at hand.. I promise you that I will do ANYTHING in my power to make this up to all of you.. I SWEAR it Alison..."
 
:: Listening to Cameron explain what Adrian's deal was...it explained a lot. Shaking her head, she glared down at the "mega star", who most obviously got to where he was by seducing and controlling others, and rolled her eyes. But soon, Alexis heard a familiar voice. Alison. Looking over to the woman, she still couldn't get over her attire...it just wasn't Alison. Shifting her eyes back down to the now frozen Adrian, Alexis' attention was once again brought up to Alison, who was now basically yelling at her. A confused look washed upon her face...how the hell was she supposed to know that Adrian had powers?! She wasn't the telepath in this freakin' group. ::

"Wha.."

:: Before she could say another word, Alison drug Cameron away. Allowing a heavy sigh to be heard, the meta human parted her lips, now looking back down at Adrian. Biting her bottom lip....he would be frozen for a good while. And with Prophet's Psi Screen blocking the other guests from seeing what was actually going on, Alexis smirked, deciding to just let the bastard continue to be an ice sculpture. ::

"Asshole."

:: Walking away, Alexis made her way back to the party. Proceeding to maneuver her way through the groups of people in the dining hall until she finally reached the front strage. Grabbing a glass of champagne and a knife, Alexis then stepped up onto the small stage which elevated her over the crowd. Tapping the knife against the glass, everyone soon began to quiet down and look in Alexis' direction. ::

"Good evening! On behalf of Tempo Magazine, King Enterprises, and Illustra Inc. I would like to thank everyone for showing up for tonight's Gala. This Gala not only brings together three of the most powerful companies in New York City, but it also represents that with good team work, dedication, and effort, anything can be achieved. Tonight celebrates the collaboration between myself, Cameron King, and Morgan Victoria; but most importantly, celebrates the support that our companies have been getting from everyone here tonight."

:: Smiling, Alexis raised her glass of champagne in the air, as everyone else began to follow suite. ::

"To Tempo, Illustra, and this beautiful hotel we are in tonight--The Parthenon."

:: Nodding, everyone began to clap and yell "here! here!" before taking a sip of their champagne. Alexis just simply brought the glass down and placed it back on one of the trays. Stepping down off the stage, the blonde soon began to make her way back toward Morgan. It would be the best thing for Morgan, Alison, Cameron, and herself to get together as a group and look as if they were mingling and having a great time...but that was probably never going to happen. But hell, it never hurt to ask. ::

"Morgan...I know Cameron isn't your favorite person. Well, that's an understatement. And I do understand that you want to sever ties with him...but the press doesn't know this. Therefore I think it would be best if you, Cameron, Alison, and myself would stand together and look like we're having a good time. For photos and reporters and such."

:: Long shot---HUGE HUGE long shot. But it was time for everyone to try and be professional. Especially, like Alexis stated, no one else knows that Illustra Inc wants to sever ties with King Enterprises. And it wouldn't be the most ideal time to let it be known; especially tonight of all nights. ::
 
away from the guests

:: running her hands through her blue/black, bone straight hair, Alison's stern eyes looked at Cameron...still no visible sign of emotions through facial expression..but her voice was less severe...there was a hint of warmth to it::

I know you will.

:: touching his shoulder with her hand....Alison then turned and walked out of the alcove. That was the closest thing to a "sisterly moment" she had ever had with him...and even though she was stern, abrupt and cold...as she said about Erika..."it was all she could do..as it was her nature"::


:: strutting with the confidence of a jaguar in the night jungle, Alison, returned to the spot where the frozen Adrian stood. She flung her hand forward...and "jumpstarted" Adrian's temporal space , simultaneously shattering the block of ice. the sound of a bell tolling in the air was heard as the ice exploded and Adrian fell to the floor.....he could now breathe again...and felt all sensations and he could MOVE..though he might be a bit disoriented as he was now confronted by this striking women with dark, feminine features and a fierce dress and hair style to match::

STAND UP Adrian Lockhart...and one false move from you...and ill BLOW YOU UP right here..right now.

:: she stood with her hands on her hips..and her head slightly tilted..as she glared at him with her cobalt blue eyes::
 
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:: Cameron heard Alexis as she went up and made a grandiose speech talking about how well the three companies worked together he saw her get back down and walk towards Morgan. He figured he would at least go and help her. What was going on between him and Morgan shouldn't affect Alexis and her business at least. Though she was close to Morgan, Cameron walked up to Alexis and kissed her on the cheek which attracted a LOT of Media Attention as the two posed for pictures in different poses of a funny nature and some more serious. He whispered to her ::

"Well, at least now our BUSINESSES are getting exposure and not my sister's nipples!"

:: He didn't know if Morgan or Alison would join them for pictures but slowly and surely Vivica made her way over to the scene and now the three were posing for the Camera for pictures and answering random questions by the media, but Cameron still had the looming words of Alison over his head. He pretty much just wanted to get home and sleep the night off, figure out something to do tomorrow. ::
 
Adrian had little time to react to anything. Paralyzed one moment, frozen the other. But he had heard the vicious words of Cameron with a bemused smirk. The man had been a toy to him, and not even he, who had seen all of Adrian's history, could imagine the cold malice behind those warm brown eyes. As he fell to the floor, Adrian immediately felt his mutated cells shift into gear, rejuvinating him substantially. That perfect skin reflected the inner recovery slightly, maintaining a bright sheen, almost as if Adrian was bathed in sunlight.

He looked around for a moment, gaining his senses. Raising his eyebrows at the sound of a female voice, Adrian lifted his gaze up and appraised Alison with a somewhat worn look. Standing shakily, Adrian found himself saying, "Who are you?" He already knew, but he thought it best to play ignorant. In the meantime, he concentrated on enticing Alison with his pheromones. They were a particularly potent burst, as Alison's power demonstrated to Adrian he would have no leeway in "playing" with her.
 
The gala, the MAIN EVENT

<< Morgan, Sharon and Alycia raised their glasses with Alexis..and toasted..as everyone at the gala clapped and cheered...some of the more raucus celebrity guests whistled and hooted at Alexis and Morgan as well.>>

<< Morgan stepped away from Sharon and Alycia and joined Alexis on the stage, standing tall in her chic Vera Wang ensemble....she whispered to Alexis>>

follow my lead now...we need to "present" your celebratory issue of Tempo together...as its your mag and im your cover girl

<< standing slightly side ways to allow Alexis to share the center spotlight with her...Morgan placed her hand on her hip as she posed with a cool, coy, lofty glare....before beginning her model walk down seemingly floating catwalk leading to the podium where she, Alexis and Cameron would formally adress the sea of guests. Flash bulbs were going off every where as guests clapped and cheered... Morgan and Alexis stood side by side once again now out in the midst of the audience as the cover of her special edition issue was unvieled for all to see>>


<< in an icy voice over the sound system>>: It is my pleasure to presnt ent to you all , a synergy that is not only in touch with the pulse of society[Tempo], but also gives a face to the fashion industry in the city that RULES the fashion world [illustra/nyc]..and tonight...we celebrate ourselves, our fashion and our lives...here under the glamorous watch of the Parthenon...a hotel that even the goddess ATHENA would be honored to have bearing the name of her sacred abode.

This is all brought to you by Tempo Magazine, Illustra Inc. and King Enterprises, companies of style AND substance.

<< Morgan gestures, "showcasing" the giant magazine cover of the special edition as well as the luxe grand ballroom of the gala in this hotel as a wintery, sparkling effect sprayed randomly in the air high above and rained down white diamond dust.....the audience definately approved of the "mystic bling" as they cheered for the magazine, Morgan's presentation, and approval of the parethenon and its EXCELLENT accomodations of the evening>>
 
:: Striking a pose along side of Morgan and Cameron, Alexis' sapphire blue eyes sparkled as the flashbulbs continued to go off. Smiling seductivly to the cameras, she turned to Morgan and Cameron whom were both enjoying the spot light as well. This night was perfect...completely perfect. ::
 
behind the scenes...nearly the alcove

::Guardian "knew" what was happening and that everyone was celebrating. everything was turning out fine..and she had done what she wanted to do..which was shock and surprise not only her peers in the fashion and celebrity circuit..but those in The Six as well with her look and presentation.::

:: nodding her head in satisfaction for Morgan, Alexis and Cameron...she smirked as Bane tried to assert a hold over her with his pheromones..just as she KNEW he would...she gestures, waving her hand [ala' Prue Halliwell] a rushing/chiming sound is heard as she sends him flying across the room, face first into a pillar::

try again plant boy.

your paltry pheromones wont work on me. and i wont let you get anywhere NEAR me to touch me...now unless you want me to bounce your pretty little ass around here like a pinball on overdrive...youll tell me what it is you think you're doing. im NOT going to let you ruin this evening for anyone else.

:: she stood tall and posed....daring him to try something else::
 
:: Cameron King stood on the stage with his Business Partners as he watched Morgan wow the crowd with her usual shocking and effective techniques as the crowd went wild at the unveiling of the Celebratory Cover of Tempo Magazine. As Morgan finished her Presentation, Cameron stepped to the forefront as he looked at the girls and winked approvingly ::

"And just like our own Covergirl, The Parthenon Hotel Chain is one of Timeless Beauty and Elegance! You are all standing on a piece of History! The Parthenon Hotel Chain has risen like the Phoenix from the ashes to become the MOST exclusive and demanding Hotel Chain in History! And here tonight we are to reveal our Ad that will be plastered ALL over the world including New York, Los Angeles, Toyko and future location of Brazil! Our ad is the culmination of Alexis' Quartermaine's Graphic Genius, Morgan Victoria's Stunning Business Savvy as well as her beautiful looks, and well hell, I was just happy to be working with two such GORGEOUS women! And here we ARE!"

:: Admist the "Mystic Bling" and the crowd of Papparazzi and Celebrities the Banner for the Parthenon was draped over the Second Story Balcony. On it contained a picture of Morgan Victoria as well as several of the world's most FAMOUS Male and Female Models each depicted as a God sitting at what appeared to be a Mount Olympus like arena. The title at the bottom read: Live like the Gods and underneath read the logo of the Parthenon. The Ad completely coincided with the Ancient Greek like feel that the Hotel Chain HAD with such thinks as the famous Hotel Club "Pandora's Box" and the "Olympus Lounge". It was amazing as music began to pour through the speakers and the audience was diverted suddenly to a stage that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Both the Tempo Magazine Banner and the Parthenon Banner were in the background with videos showing the photoshoots for both while none other than Mariah Carey appeared dressed as a Greek Goddess as she belted out her latest hit. It was a surprise and Thank You for everyone who had showed up and it didn't help that Mariah Carey was the #1 Best Selling Female Artist in the Country at the moment either. It was turning out to be great. Light effects poured around the Ball Room as EVERYONE began to dance. ::
 
The crowd's cheers could be heard from outside as Morgan, Alexis, and Cameron stood on stage, reigning in their glory. Glitter from above floated all around the dining hall like silver snow flakes, flash bulbs went off a thousand times a minute...everything was perfect. Helena watched as her wretched niece smiled and enjoyed herself with the likes of Morgan Victoria and Cameron King. It was nauseating....It was time to make HER presents known.

Stepping out from the shadows, Helena had been at the Gala the entire evening. One minute a reporter, the next a spectator. But soon, she revealed herself in her true form. As Helena Quartermaine. Slowly strutting across the dining hall floor, her facial express was hard to read--but there was that everlasting hint of evil emitting from her. Evil that was just dying to unleash it's fury upon Alexis. Narrowing her eyes at her niece, she raised a single eyebrow while crossing her arms across her chest. Finally...Alexis had spotted her. A small smirk appeared on Helena's lips as she lifted her arm up from it's crossed position and wiggled her fingers, waving tauntingly to Alexis.
 
Adrian finds himself sent sailing into the air and crudely sent head first into a pillar; then he felt himself fall to his ass for a second time that evening. Adrian sat on his knees, wiping some stray blood from his nose, though it was rapidly healing itself and the blood was minimal.

He stood again, more "aware" of himself and most definitely wary of the woman infront of him now. Adrian assessed her with a tilted head, deciding on the best course of action. She hadn't answered his question, and she had called him "plant boy". But most importantly, Alison was immune to his "charms."

It thrilled and terrified him.

"I'm not doing anything," he said testedly, and then shifted his tone to be more genial. "I came here with the pretenses of meeting and mingling with the rich and famous, of course."
 
:: This entire evening was a success!! Cameron, Morgan, and herself had made their speeches. The crowd were putty in their hands. The entire revealing of the pictures, the music, the people. It was the most spectacular event to date. As Cameron finished his speech, the three business partners again began to strike poses as the photographers continued to take wonderful pictures of them. But soon, Alexis' eyes fell upon Helena. Her smile immediately faded...Alexis stood on the stage looking like she had seen a ghost. Realizing she was in front of everyone, she quickly began to smile--but her smiles were fake. Putting her hand up, she waved to the crowd before descending down the stairs of the stage and rushing through the crowd. Her heart pounded...what the fuck was Helena doing here! Finally reaching her aunt...she stopped. Looking at her dead in the eye. ::

"What the hell are you doing here, Helena."
 
Alexis' reaction was priceless...more then Helena could even wish for. Watching her niece rush off the stage and push through the crowds of people, she couldn't help but allow a smile to appear on her face. She always did enjoy torturing Alexis--hell it was like a past time for her.

"Now is that any way to greet family, Alexis?"

Allowing a fake "surprised" look to appear on her face, Helena simply chuckled.

"Oh wait. You're not family. You just insist on using the Quartermaine name to boost a magazine that should rightfully be mine."

Sighing in a very condescending manor, Helena rolled her eyes. Her brother--Alexis' father--had left Tempo magazine to Alexis. This always got to Helena, especially seeing as how he left it to the one person she despised the most.

"Nevertheless, Alexis. I came here for more pressing matters."

Lifting her chin a bit higher, a smug look appeared on Helena. She seemed to look through Alexis. Not giving her any respect. Any credit for the amount of success the Gala had this evening.
 
behind the scenes

:: folding her arms...as she stood resting her wait over on her right high heel, Alison smirked::

who do you think you are dealing with, Lockart? I know everything. LITERALLY.

:: she looked down on Bane with cold, analytical contempt::

and for the record..i'm Guardian.

::narrowing her cobalt blue eyes.::

you're only here because you some how managed to bamboozle Alexis long enough to latch on to her. thats your MO..its how you got to this level in the first place. You have designs on Morgan and Illustra, which will cut your life expectancy in half at least...and you seem to think that you will have your way with Alexis...even WITHOUT using your pheromones. If she knew how LITTLE you thought of her...i doubt she'd be as willing to try to "pitch" you as a signature model to Morgan.

::winking Guardian just called him out in more than one way...and now she awaited his response. ever ready for anything he might try...even as the din of the celebration, music and cheering could be heard in the distance::
 
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:: Rolling her eyes, Alexis too crossed her arms across her chest, showing her little interest about why Helena came here. She already knew why. She wanted to ruin her night, cause a scene, etc. etc. It was Helena's MO. Did she honestly think she could pull this shit like she didn't know what was going on? ::

"What? Helena. What? Are you here to tell me that I’m useless. I'm pathetic. I stole your magazine. I'm not a Quartermaine. What?! I've heard it all before. So what is this magnificent news you must tell me about?"

:: Sighing, Alexis was fed up. This was her night. Not Helena's. And she just wanted to get this confrontation over with and go back to the Gala. ::
 
Adrian matched her gaze superciliously as he crossed his arms, an outward show of defiance, though the gesture never manifested itself into his tone, which still maintained the artifical amiable quality.

"Guardian," he said softly, his eyes glittering for a moment. An appropriate name, as this woman was currently the only thing keeping him from manipulating the insepid minds of Alexis and Cameron.

"I don't think lightly of Alexis, Guardian," he stated quietly, leveling with her cold, hard gaze. It took an incredible amount of effort to keep the surprise from his words as he heard his plan spelled out for him.

"I am genuinely...interested in her. She is blunt, clever and beautiful. Quite a.. lethal combination," he said. And he found himself confused, for he was speaking his mind more than he ought to.

"My interests in Morgan Victoria and her company, Illustra Inc., are purely innocent and professional. Surely, Guardian, you're aware of what magic I've conjured on every platform that has taken my face. It is not capricious of me to move onward in my career."

He tilted his head, the ghost of a smile on his face. This was not Adrian Lockhart. This man that now talked to her was sharp and intelligent. The difference would be startling to anyone who had ever bothered to talk to Adrian. But he felt this woman would appreciate his succinctness and coldness, for it appeared she honored these virtues as well.
 
back to the gala

::Guardian walked up...and glared at Adrian...she looked THROUGH him as she sneered::

listen here pretty boy, i know more than you could hope to DREAM. I know about your humble beginnings, i know how you used people and stepped on them as though they were steps on a latter to your demented goals of conquest. You're here to do just what i said you would do. the fact that you PRETEND to be a man of innocent conviction, merely trying to further his career is what you would LIKE me to believe but alas, your pathetic attempt to take me at my measure has found YOU wanting.

stay away from Morgan...and leave Cameron alone as well....or I'll render you limb from limb. is that clear?

::Guardian turned on her heel and walked away..leaving her haunting, unforgiving aura behind as the air had dropped in temperature around them while she had been standing there::

::Adrian had encountered one of the most powerful members of the team...and he had no idea just how in over his head he would be if he crossed her....let alone Morgan. what he would do next..was anyone's guess::

::Guardian returned to the gala...smiling and waving to friends and associates...as she still drew looks even at this late hour of the evening with her dress...noting the success of the presentation by Tempo, Illustra and King enterprises, Alison happened to spot Alexis and an older, pretty woman. She made her way over...and immediately inserted herself among them::

::AHEM:: excuse me....Alexis...what is going on here?

::there was a REASON Alison had done this...that would become clear soon enough::
 
As Helena was about to lay it into Alexis, a tall brunette completely asserted herself into the conversation. Raising one of finely shaped eyebrows, Helena's aqua eyes scanned Alison and her attire. Her face showed a look of disapproval and utter disgust.

"Are you lost sweetie? The hookers are down the street and to the left."

Flicking her head to the side as if she was tossing her hair over her shoulder, Helena completely shrugged off Alison, turning her attention back to Alexis.

"I didn't realize your magazine affiliated itself with whores and prostitutes. Hmm. Anyhow..."

Rolling her eyes, Helena knew very well who the brunette was. Alison Marble. The queen bitch of the King clan. Either way, she wasn’t going to bother herself with that woman now. She had yet to explain to Alexis as to why she was here.
 
another round at the gala

:: Alison chuckled loudly as she smirked at this older, brazen woman::

Begging your pardon, grandma. I am guessing from the look of this outfit that YOU'RE wearing that JoAnn Fabrics had another "blowout bonanza" sale and you just felt inspired after cleaning up on another bargain?

why dont you go take a geritole before the borrowed time your living on EXPIRES?

:: it was an insult and a threat...as Guardian looked the women dead in her face...and was a STEP removed from her in space...placing her hands on her hips again::

i didnt realize that the the cryogenics lab let its test subjects roam the streets...or maybe this a remnant from MysTech's failed experiments in the bio systems lab?

::she said MysTech on purpose..for she too KNEW who Helena was...although no one else outside of Alexis did::
 
Helena glanced at Alison as the woman retorted back. A rather clever insult...BUT she had been in the game a hell of a lot longer then Alison Marble.

"What is the incisive buzzing I’m hearing? Is it a gnat? Wait...no. It's you(Alison)..."

Turning to Alison, chin held high, eyes peering right through her. Helena didn't faulty once.

"By the way. Whatever you're think you're hiding with what's left of your dress. Too late! Most of the men in town have seen them."

Helena's grin grew bigger. She wasn't planning on mixing it up with other guests...but this was turning out to be a rather fun night.
 
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