Wyndemere: The Reception

[Persephone]

:: Again, after only mere moments, Alexis, Alison, and Morgan appeared in Alexis' room located in Wyndemere. Her room was extremely spacious, with shades of olive green, creams, and browns accenting her beautifully decorated bedroom/sitting room. Alison and Morgan could smell a faint aroma of orchid that made the living area seem serine. It was a beautiful room---one rarely used by Alexis anymore. ::

:: They were the first to arrive at Wyndemere, and Alexis wanted to take it upon herself to freshen up before meeting guests down in the foyer. Walking across her bedroom toward her dresser, Alexis looked in the mirror, moving her fingertips across the bottom of her eyes, she removed any smudged makeup, making her appearance, once again, become radiant. Looking into the mirror back at Alison and Morgan, Alexis watched them. ::

"Wyndemere is a beautiful estate...mainly because of my grandmother Lila."

:: Pressing her lips together after she had just reapplied her lipgloss, Alexis turned away from the mirror and to the two woman. Lila had died a couple years back. She was the pride and joy of the Quartermaine's and the town. Everyone loved her, and she loved everyone; which many people could never understand. She always saw the best in everyone. Even her daughter, Helena. Many people often wondered how a wonderful woman such as Lila raised such a harpy like Helena...but Lila loved her daughter. Although Helena disappointed her frequently, she would express her displeasure, mildly, and tell her she loved Helena anyway. That love sustained Helena her entire life...and when Lila died, it only seemed to make her go from bad to worse. ::

"I’ll have to take you for a walk through her rose garden, it's beautiful. The brightest red roses you will ever see."

:: Nodding, a small smile appeared on Alexis' lips. She loved Lila dearly...and Lila loved her. Her rose garden was the one treasure on Wyndemere Estate that Lila loved and took care of all on her own. ::

"We have a few minutes before the guests start arriving. If you two would like to freshen up, you're more then welcome to. The bathroom is right over there."

:: Pointing to a closed door near the balcony. ::

 

[Prophet]

:: As Cameron and Haleigh pulled up the Wyndemere Estate, Prophet began to ask himself the same question as to why Morgan and Alexis were all the sudden acting very close. It almost made him worry, which he was sure in some small part was what Morgan wanted, but he diverted his attention to driving passed the gates and up the winding road to the front of the estate ::

"I am not sure what is going on with Lex and Morgan, but I think it may be in large part that they lost their siblings around the same time. It is probably the first time they can say they have something in common. They are probably just helping each other heal..."

:: Prophet got out of his car as a man greeted them and offered to park the car for him. He acknowledged the man and gave him the keys as Haleigh joined him at the front door. He looked at a man who was evoking the spirit of a Bouncer at a club only much less muscular or strong looking. Cameron gave them the names. ::

"We are here for the Quartermaine Reception. Cameron King and Guest.."

:: He figured that Haleigh would not be on the list so he added her as guest. After all, she had only been alive again for about 24 hours. They were led into what appeared to be a main sitting room. Nobody was really there yet, so Cameron took comfort on a plush and comfortable couch as he looked to his friend ::

"So, you've died twice now? Was it better the second time? I mean what did "They" say? I tried to look for you on the Other Side with the new power I gained after battling Kelly, but I couldn't find you or Blaze. I figured it would just take awhile to get over the traumatic deaths you both had..but do you think Blaze is going through the same thing that you are? That perhaps Blaze is alive and in a new body and we just don't have a clue?"

:: While Cameron was talking he started to get an excruciating headache almost like the ones he had experienced when he discovered his telepathy. But this was different, there was no voices, just a throbbing pain. Perhaps it was just the effects of him shutting off his telepathy. He obliged when he was offered a drink. He needed something to dull the pain in his head. ::

"Scotch on the rocks..."

:: He turned back to Haleigh ::

"And you probably noticed that I.. sealed off my Telepathy. I can't read, probe, hear or do anything like that anymore.. that is why I couldn't trust you right away.. I did it for a reason..I just need to feel "normal" for awhile. Actually feel emotions and the ramifications of my actions, not just try and analyze what other people are thinking or feeling.. I need to get my redemption in my own way I guess..."

 

[Spellbinder]

<< arriving at the estate, Morgan closes the disc as she, Alexis and Alison walk forward...and into the massive, beautiful sprawling estate. she listens as Alexis remarks on the splender and walks ...looking around through her dark gucci sunglasses. it has been amost surreal morning and afternoon..and morgan knows that it will get WORSE before it gets better....but she keeps silent. finally when Alexis offers for her and Alison to refresh themselves, Morgan takes her up on that...and repairs to the parlour room...taking off her gucci frames...she refreshes her hair style ensuring that the bun is as tight and sleek and stylish as it was earlier....splashing a bit of cool water on her face before patting it dry with a luxor pima cotton face towel....she refreshes her make up..only accents around the eyes and lips to compliment her wintery elegant countenance...and as she dabs a bit of hawaiian ginger on either side of her neck...she takes a moment to look in the mirror at her face. >>

<< she looks beautiful...but there is a hint of weariness and exhaustion in her icy violet eyes. MENTAL exhaustion as she continues to brood and ache over the loss of Blaze...and feel the pain of Alexis loss as well. she touches the 24kt gold heart pin on the lapell of her blazer which contains a picture of Blaze... as she exhales slowly and places her gucci frames back on her face...to hide her eyes and any expression she may have>>


<< finally returning to Alexis and Alison who are now out on the balcony...morgan stands tall..adjusting her tailored black donna karan blazer and black donna karan short skirt.>>

<<in an icy voice>>: Alexis? maybe you would like to rest for a bit? Alison and I will watch out for you in case of any kind of attack or intrusion......

<< she gently touched Alexis' shoulder as she stood next to her and looked down...the breeze blowing over them both>>

 

[Harbinger]

::at the estate, Guardian is slightly more at ease...having gotten the jump on Haleigh and ensuring that she will NOT interfere in the immediate events to take place.. Alison follows Alexis and Morgan. she too is impressed by the splendor and tranquility. soon...as Morgan refreshes herself, Alison unties her 3/4 length, military design inspired, black caroline herrera jacket and reveals the plunging V neck of the black high hemlined dress she is wearing. It is feminine, cutting edge and once again gives a surprising reveal of Alison's feminine, tight body...she stretches a bit as the women all manage to take a few moments to collect themselves.::

:: taking a drink from a chilled bottle of aquafina...and seating herself in a chair, crossing her legs at the knee. Alison closes her eyes...and relaxes...just allowing her mind to be at ease...and enjoying the regality of the surroundings. after a few moments..she steps out onto the balcony with Alexis and Morgan...not putting her jacket back on yet. as the breeze flows through her blue/black , bone straight, middle parted hair which is style in a sleek bob::

:: in a clear, yet slightly analytical tone:: yes...morgan and i can run interference for you, ifyou need a sometime to rest and relax before you have to address your guests.

 

[Persephone]

:: Watching Morgan walk into her bathroom, Alexis turned away from Alison and proceeded to make her way to her bedroom balcony. The soft breeze danced along her body; blowing her blonde locks behind her. Taking a deep breath in, she glanced down toward the driveway, seeing the cars begin to line up. The first to step out of the cars was Cameron. He came. A small smile appeared on her lips. But soon her smile faded...it was that woman. The woman from the car outside of the church. Narrowing her eyes....who the hell was she? And why would Cameron bring her here of all places? Especially now. Watching them walk to the front doorway, they soon disappeared into the house. Well...at least she would get to meet whoever this mysterious woman was in a few minutes. ::

:: Hearing Alison join her on the balcony, Alexis didn't turn around. The few moments that she was outside, she was trying to allow herself to relax, but again, her mind wouldn't stop racing. Placing her hands on the railing, she let her head hang. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing slowed. Even though the funeral was finally over, the reception was probably the one thing Alexis was extremely nervous about. The actual mingling with everyone. Listening to the stories about AJ. The comments about how sorry people are. It just made the situation even more real for Alexis. ::

:: A soft clicking of heals snapped the blonde out of her trance. Morgan had finally come out of the bathroom. Hearing her voice, Alexis would like nothing more then to crawl into bed and just sleep the rest of the day away. Hell...the week away. But she had to go downstairs. Not only for herself, but for AJ. Feeling Morgan's hand on her shoulder, she lifted her head while opening her eyes. Looking out into the distance, the horizon was blocked by the large wooded trees that were on the Quartermaine estate. A small road could be emerging from the wooded area, and on the road were lines of cars. The bulk of the people were now arriving. Clearing her throat, Alexis turned around to face Morgan and Alison. ::

"Thank you, but, I need to be downstairs. For AJ...for my family. Regardless if they want me here or not."

:: Stepping past the two woman, Alexis proceeded to walk through her bedroom and to the door which lead to the hallway. Her pace seemed to be quick; mainly for the fact that if she didn't go downstairs now, she would chicken out and not be able to go down period. Heading down the elegantly decorated hallway, she placed her hand on the oak railing which made the hallway overlook the large livingroom. She saw Cameron...and the woman. Shifting her glance back to Cameron, a small smile could be seen. A smile of "thank you for coming". Finally reaching the stairs, Alexis was on the verge of stepping down onto the first step, when she was pulled by Helena from view. Being shoved into her grandfather's study, Helena closed the door behind her, locking it... ::

:: Grunting, Alexis whipped around glaring at her aunt. ::

"Well, something tells me you don't want me here."

:: Her tone was sarcastic and very hostile. Even though Helena had completely knocked Alexis down the night before, on so many different levels, Alexis had been going toe to toe with Helena for almost a decade. Crossing her arms, she stood narrowing her eyes at the woman. ::

"What do you want."

 

[Enchantrah]

Grabbing Alexis, she forcefully pulled her away from the stairs and shoved her into her father's study. Closing the door behind her, she immediately locked it. She had a few choice words for her darling "niece", and she wasn't going to let her get away easily.

Hearing Alexis' comment, Helena's facial expression when to one of her all famous "innocent bitch" looks. Taking a stride forward, she placed one hand on her hip.

"Well, something tells me you've been drinking again."

A smirk appeared on the woman's thin lips. Low blows were always the best in Helena's eyes. Especially when it dealt with Alexis' sobriety. Finally reaching her niece, she lifted her chin, now looking straight into her eyes. The similarity of the two were uncanny...it was almost as if Alexis was a younger version of Helena. The same mannerisms, the same facial expressions. It almost made you think as to WHY Helena hated her so much.

"I want you gone, Alexis. You already embarrassed this family enough with your pathetic eulogy...and GOD knows WHY they nominated you to speak on behalf of AJ."

Rolling her pale blue eyes, Helena flicked her head to the side, tossing her sandy locks behind her shoulder.

"I want you and your fembots out of Wyndemere. Oh, and take that Hefner wannabe along with you. I don't need anymore trash in this house."

 

[Persephone]

:: Rolling her eyes at the comment about her sobriety, Alexis simply tilted her head to the side, looking at Helena as if she was crazy. Ha...wait, she was crazy. This woman just wouldn't stop. For one day, just ONE day, she couldn't look past her own selfish needs and wants, and actually care about the family as a whole--INCLUDING Alexis. Of course not, Helena never did anything that didn't benefit herself. ::

"I'm not going anywhere. If AJ wanted one of us gone from this reception, he would pick you in a heartbeat. He HATED you, Helena. Everyone in this family hates you. And if you honestly think you're threats are going to scare me away from my own brother's funeral reception, you've got another thing coming. So go fly back to your bat cave, or hop onto your broom stick you sadistic witch. Because I’m not leaving."

:: Stepping forward, Helena and Alexis were now nose to nose. Both glaring at each other. Both on the verge of pummeling each other on the spot. :

 

[Spellbinder]

<< Morgan happened to be rounding a corner and coming down the spiral stair case as Helena and Alexis squared off....when she heard everything up to the FEMBOT comment....Morgan smirked...noting that her look had caught the eye of more than a few people....standing tall in her sexy tailored black blazer and short skirt...with her hair pulled back in a sleek glossed bun and wearing those gucci frames>>

<< Morgan turned back to see if Alison was coming....before making her way down and standing silently and forboding with her arms folded>>

<<in an icy voice>>: old woman, if you got a problem with me....then do something about it...and we can make it a double..two funerals for the price of one.

<< Morgan didnt care who heard her or who was offended. She would crack Helena's bones with her bare hands and take GREAT pleasure in it>>

you enjoy kicking Alexis while she's down...why dont you try that shit on someone who's more than a match for you..you freeze dried, botox addicted hag.

<< thunder rumbled in the air as Morgan stood taller than both Alexis and Helena>>

 

[Black Widow]

Wyndemere: Arriving

A young man with a valet vest opened her door, offering her a hand to help her out. She smiled softly at him, taking his hand, putting her legs out before standing out of the vehicle. She thanked the boy and then joined Cameron at the 'bouncer', taking his arm to signify that she was 'with' him as his guest, JUST in case the bouncer was an idiot [you can never tell ]. Haleigh felt someone watching her, and she looked up. the wind was blowing her hair across her countenance, but through the strands she could see Alexis looking down at them from the balcony. She wondered if Alison and Morgan had told her already... but Alexis didnt seem to exhibit any recognition... and so Haleigh looked down again at the doors and walked in with Cameron. She let the butler take her coat, revealing the way her black silk dress draped over her sylph-like form. She walked alongside Cameron into the sitting area. Putting her knee on the sofa first, she lowered herself to the cushion next to Cameron, pulling her other knee up on the sofa as well. She put in her drink order as well.

"Jack Daniels, straight up."

She said, waiting for the man to leave so that her and Cameron culd speak privately. At least they were the first here... they could discuss things without worry of being overheard.

"Thats interesting.... because I noticed from the being how similar they were... they both had evil maniac fathers, they both have businesses rooted in the Fashion world, and they're both blonde. You think they'd have connected right away. But Cameron.... while I'm here as your guest... I'd like to mention... Alexis doesn't know Ive returned... and I dont want to upset her... The idea that I'm back from the dead... when her brother just died... it really upset Morgan... and I feel that she deserves for this Wake to go as smoothly as possible. Just introduce me using my birth name... she doesnt know it... and wont make the connection. Later.... when this is over... I'll tell her."

Haleigh knew Cameron would know her birth name, Rebecca Meridian, because it came up once when she was pulled over for speeding while they were on their way to lunch. Haleigh had given the officer a Military ID with that name because she knew it would get her off the hook. People were so supportive of their troops since 9/11.... so predictable. Haleigh smiled softly as their drinks arrived, taking it and thanking the man and once again waiting to speak until they were alone.

"Well.... 'They' werent very happy with me, because of my recent behavior... they said if They had Their way, I'd be straight off to my eternal resting place... but since Blaze was also killed... They needed me to return to earth... and finish what They started with the Six. That's probably why you couldnt contact me... I guess I was such a high priority case, I went to see them personally... I was with them the entire time. No... I highly doubt Blaze will be doing anything of the sort... because of... Morgan's soul sword. Her fate will have been much worse than mine."

Cameron could probably see, even without telepathy, that Blaze was a difficult topic for Haleigh to breach. She changed the topic quickly, happy to have something else to talk about. She had her back to the stairwell, and so didn't see Alexis behind her.

"Well Cam... thats terrible... but sometimes like you said... you just need time to recuperate. Everything in its own time. You need to recover without a bunch of people in your head. And that's understandable."

 

[Harbinger]

joining the fray

:: alison came around the same corner as morgan a few moments later...she was just tying round her military inspired designed jacket which gave her plunging V neck black high hemlined dress the right amount of seriousness without being too restrictive for this event. tosising her own flawless blue/black hair back as she found Morgan already on the scene of Helena and Alexis....Alison cleared her throat to let Helena know that the OTHER "fembot" was present::

::if Helena were to try ANYTHING be it with her seemingly endless army of WILDPACK agents or whatever else...they were ready to stop it now before it got out of hand and destroyed this wake or the beautiful surroundings.:

::Alison held back...to give herself a better vantage point of the surroundings...in case she had to quickly temporally suspend any or everyone in the vicinity...::

 

[Enchantrah]

"That's a dangerous choice, my dear. You're playing with fire."

Sneered Helena. Alexis wasn't as easy to crumble as she was the night before. She seemed to revert back to her old self...But soon, Helena and Alexis' conversation was interrupted by a Morgan. Rolling her eyes as she heard the woman's annoying voice, Helena turned away from Alexis toward her. Bond Girl meets Hunts Point Hooker. How quaint. And she brought her little doggie too. Awww!

"Your lack of tact is only surpassed by your incredibly lousy sense of timing. Go away. This doesn't involve you and your ten cent whore(Alison)."

Turning back to Alexis, Helena narrowed her eyes. Fine. If she wanted to stay...then she could stay. At least she could kill two birds with one stone...

"If you'll excuse me, I have guests to greet."

Helena pushed passed Alexis, knocking into her shoulder. Strutting through the study to one of the large double oak doors, Helena opened it and walked out. If Alexis and her gang of social rejects were stupid enough to stay, it wasn't any blood on Helena's hands...

 

[Persephone]

:: Taking a step back as Helena pushed past her, Alexis huffed, glaring at her aunt until she finally left the room. The bitch just didn't know when to stop. She was resilient. Like a damn herpes breakout...she just kept coming back when you least expected it. Rolling her eyes, Alexis ran her hands through her blonde locks, pretty forcefully, showing her irritation about what had just happened. ::

"Fucking bitch."

:: She mumbled, pausing for a moment before turning back toward Alison and Morgan. Alexis was pretty surprised to see how much the two had her back at this very moment. Shaking her head, Alexis began to walk toward the door behind Morgan and Alison. ::

"Let's just get this over with."

:: Squeezing between the two, Alexis opened the door and made her way back out into the hallway. You could tell that she was upset on many different levels...mainly anger at this point. Making her way down the stairs, she held onto the railing for support, looking around the livingroom seeing the majority of the guests had already arrived. Walking to a server, Alexis placed her hand on his forearm to halt him. ::

"Water, please."

:: Slipping him a hundred dollar bill, she looked into the waiter's eyes, narrowing them. Letting his arm go, he proceeded back to walk out of the livingroom and to the kitchen to fetch Alexis' request. Standing in the outskirts of the massive amount of people, she folded her arms across her chest, casually greeting a few guests who would say hi to her and give their condolences. Looking around the room, this day was just never ending. ::

 

[Spellbinder]

<< Spellbinder sneered with contempt at Helena...she was ready to lay that woman out on the floor...AGAIN with one punch. But she held back, no need to start the brawling any sooner than absolutely necessary...plus, she wanted Alexis to be able to at least TRY to control the situation, even though Alison had already seen it degnerating with each passing hour>>

<< watching Helena make a hasty withdrawl...Morgan followed her with her eyes from b ehind those gucci shades...and could see and hear the soft collective murmur of people out in the main hall>>

<< in an icy voice>>: she knows she cant beat me. Ill knock her frickin block off. << she sighed as she stopped herself>>....i dont want to make a scene..but im not going to let her treat you like this. My father...terrorized me and my mother in my teen years...and even then, i wouldnt stand for it. after all we've been through...this woman is not going to get away with this...

<< Morgan felt very strongly about this..but she couldnt understand WHY at first..it was a combination of being there for Alexis the way she wished she couldve been for Blaze..had she not been stuck in the aspect of the darkchild...and the fact that Helena reminded her so much of Christopher Victory>>

you can get through all of this. Alison and I will keep her in check.

<< as Alexis went on through, Morgan and Alison followd a few paces behind..as they didnt know anyone here...and they stayed side by side..looking fierce, feminine and elegant in their ensembles...tromping like models with an attitude on their high heels...Morgan's eyes shielded from onlookers by her gucci shades and Alison's cobalt blue eyes piercing the hearts and minds of any man who starred at her>>

 

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian watched as Helena left::

oh by the way dragon lady...."two cents" must have been all you paid for that slop of a mop on top of your head you call a hair style.

:: she smirked as she stifled a laugh...something about Helena made Guardian enjoy the art of bitchy, catty comments moreso than than with anyone else. Helena gave as good as she got...and nothing seemed to make her fall apart..unlike Haleigh or Cameron in times past...who fought tooth and nail to try to have the last word with Alison. Even ADRIAN...who was the most narcissistic man Alison had ever seen...could take her verbal assaults..and seemingly keep coming back for more. truly she was encountering people made of sterner stuff these days::


:: meeting up with Morgan as alexis walked past...Alison really wasnt interacting with Alexis so much as she was offering a pillar of support...at least Alexis knew she was there for her. Alison was not one for words...not even when she and Cameron attempted to repair their bond as brother and sister..but she always manage to let her actions speak for her::

:: talking with morgan in a low tone:: Helena wont try anything overt in the crowd...save more catty comments..in which case alexis can handle it...or we can step in if Alexis starts to buckle. I'm worried though. Haleigh is still trying to make contact with Alexis...she's going to ride on on Cameron's arm.... i just hope he doesnt let her DERAIL him from all the progress he has made in the past 48 hours.

::Alison couldnt tell IF Morgan was aware of the seering nightmare that Cameron had the night before...even though Morgan was a key figure in it. But Cameron had had an emotionally corrective experience...and Alison ...dared to see that he WAS trying to embark on a new path for the sake of his own life as well as that of The Six...she PRAYED that Haleigh did not ruin this.::

 

[Prophet]

:: Cameron watched the cold exchange between Helena and Alexis. Those two really hated each other. He pondered for a moment about both of their pasts. If he had his telepathy, this wouldn't be a problem, but he had to resist that temptation. It was part of his path of redemption. He winked at Alexis as she non vocally expressed her gratitude, and turned back to Haleigh, still with pain throbbing in his head. ::

"Damn, we are going to be stuck together forever, aren't we? We can't even stay dead.. The Powers that Be really want The Six to work.. it makes you wonder what is in store for the future though..."

:: Haleigh explained about Blaze. It made sense. Blaze was decapitated by the Soul Sword. She wasn't coming back. For the first time in Cameron's life he felt something, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It was like a bullet in his stomach, he felt bad.. No. He felt remorse. ::

"I won't tell Alexis about you.. This is possibly the worst news she could hear at this point. Though stay clear of Helena Quartermaine. Something tells me she knows alot more than she leads on.. Excuse Me.."

:: Prophet bravely made his way to Alexis knowing that Morgan and Alison weren't far behind. He wasn't going to let his dispute with Morgan prevent him from consoling a friend. He walked up to her with a concerned stare and open arms. ::

"You ready for a hug yet?"

 

[Persephone]

:: Shifting her eyes from one person to another, Alexis basically stayed away from everyone the entire time. The occasional person would greet her, or she would say hi to someone that she was close with. But for the most part, she preferred being by herself. Noticing the waiter whom she sent to fetch her a drink, Alexis felt at ease. Finally. Taking the glass from him, she nodded. ::

"Thank you.."

:: Looking at the clear liquid, her stomach jumped, feeling like she had a swarm of butterflies in it. Her mouth was parted....pressing her lips against the glass, she took a large swig, feeling the cool liquid run down her throat. Closing her eyes....she then felt the burn. She just needed one drink...that was all. Just one. To calm her. TO make her more steady. To get through the rest of the reception. She knew any indication of getting a drink would call attention to Cameron, Alison, and Morgan, so she ordered a water...but the waiter knew. He was brilliant....absolutely brilliant. Finishing off the tall glass of Vodka, this was pure bliss. It felt more intense then a orgasm. It was everything Alexis remembered it to be. But soon...her "high" went away as she saw Cameron approach her. Smiling to him, she nodded. ::

"Yeah."

:: Opening her arms, she leaned forward embracing Cameron. Her eyes filled with tears. She always hated hugging people...it just always seem to escalate a person's emotions by ten. But she was able to hold her tears back. Gripping onto his back with her free hand, she closed her eyes. ::

"Thank you for being here Cameron."

 

[Bane]

A swish of fine, black material. The pitter-patter of surreptitious footsteps. A glint of lenses. A scent, reminiscent of a decadent chocolate store in some homey French village. Had they noticed?

No, thought Adrian with satisfaction, observing amidst a crowd of people as the two stunning ladies, Morgan and Alison, stalked behind Alexis, apparently oblivious to his presence in the immediate area. Don't get the man wrong -- despite a brash countenance, Adrian was as capable of stealth as anyone. He'd gracefully opted to stare out from the shadows as Alexis had delivered her heartfelt eulogy.

Even now, he silently cursed Fortuna. The "jet plan" had failed in putting him two steps ahead of the ladies, and Adrian had ended up arriving late. Ever the opportunist, however, Adrian caught and reveled in the element of surprise he now had. "Alison," he'd breath, close enough to touch her.

And maybe she'd see him for a moment -- perhaps catch sight of the tail of his long, elogant black coat, as it disappeared behind a corner.

 

[Prophet]

:: He held her in his arms and at this moment he seem to completely overtake her as if he were much larger. He kissed her on the top of the head and looked down at her completely sincere. ::

"That's what friends are for.. You cool? You need anything at all?"

:: Cameron was trying not to pay MUCH attention to Morgan and Alison who were not far behind Alexis but he couldn't help himself, he occassionally found his eyes drifting from Alexis and then to his sister and Morgan. He really didn't want to start anything at all tonight. It wasn't the time or the place. ::

"I would have sat next to you at the Funeral.. I just, well with the circumstances the way they are now, I thought it best to keep my distance at the moment. But has Helena been barable at least?"

 

[Harbinger]

away from the group

::Alison's eyes widened with annoyance...as she heard her name being whispered in the air....she turned sharply...and knew immediately who it was..as she saw a form rounding the corner to a room away from the main throng.::


::turning to Morgan:: keep an eye out...and DONT attack Cameron...just make sure he and haleigh dont upset her anymore than she already is.

:: she turned and quietly slipped away...around the corner to confront.....::

ADRIAN LOCKHART....you soggy simpleton what the hell is wrong with you?! what part of "be here on time" did you not comprehend?

 

[Persephone]

"It's alright. We have enough drama in this damn super squad as it is."

:: Smiling at Cameron, Alexis let go and stepped back away from him. Him just being here was comfort enough. ::

"But who is that woman you're with. She's...well, i've never seen her before."

:: Glancing toward Haleigh, she eyed her up and down. She was pretty...a little too innocent looking for Cameron's taste; but none the less cute. Leaning toward a table that was near bother Cameron and herself, she placed her empty glass on it, and took Cameron's other hand. ::

"You've been great Cam...and I know how hard Blaze and Haleigh's deaths have been for you. Especially Haleigh's. And I really haven't been there for you."

:: Leaning forward, Alexis' kissed Cameron. Her soft lips pressing up against his. It was innocent yet there seemed to be a hint of passion from the both of them. Pulling back. Alexis' blue eyes met with his. ::

"It's been a rough couple of days."