XS- 2

:: Kurama feigns shock and looks to Morpheus ::

"No greeting for a scarlet haired mutant? I would think a former god and well still technically a god would have better manners."

:: Kurama was struck a bit odd by what DC was saying, since she had her psi screen it was impossible to speak mentally to her, so he gathered some wind around him and her and whispered in her ear, the wind kept anyone trying to listen out ::

"Hun, are you feeling alright? Somethings different about you."
 
:: DG smirked at Ikaris, very glad to see him. ::

"Cabs are hard to find in this part of town, you know."

:: DG continued to watch Darkchilde approach with a handsome man. As they were introduced, DG began to again sense just how far the change DC's personality had gone. The flirtations between the two women had begun again, but this time Darkchilde had been the one to initiate it. ::

"Morpheus. Darkchilde has mentioned you more than once to me, and not just in passing. It's...very nice to meet you."

:: DG's lips curved in a cold smile, her purple eyes glowing with an unearthly, chilling light. DG glanced at Darkchilde, knowing that she was likely pleased to see DG, for once, acting somewhat cordial. ::

a bewitching evening this is.......... the air is thick with anticipation.....brimming with the sparks of decadent evil.........almost as though if a match were struck...then the fires of an inferno would BURN.......... consuming us........some would run from such a thought.......but i embrace it........with ALL my black heart........
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:: At Darkchilde's final words, DG wasn't quite sure where things were headed. She glanced back at Ikaris, wanting to be sure he was taking in everything that was going on. She raised an eyebrow at him in a silent question. ::

"Darkchilde, I do feel the anticipation, too. I also feel the potential for chaos here, which you know I relish."

:: DG smiled coldy at Darkchilde, a silent signal letting her friend know that she was more than willing to play along. She glanced at Ikaris, knowing that he was likely to play along, if for nothing else than for the sake of taking amusement in seeing others utterly destroyed. ::
 
Ikaris returns Darkchilde's embrace and senses the soul deep disturbance even more clearly. He is very unsettled, feeling that his former student is could easily go "nova", using her abilities to create untold havoc and burning herself out in the process.

<<Telepathically to DG Hecate>>**Mother of Darkness! This is even worse than I feared. If she continues on this path, very few besides the two of us are likely to survive her "attentions."**

Ikaris greets Morpheus, having heard of him from Darkchilde.
"My former student has told me somewhat of you and has always spoken highly of you. It is a distinct pleasure to finally meet you."
 
Meanwhile....

::Before entering the Wraith lounge, Ti looked back at DG as she popped the question... she raised her eyebrow...a slight smirk crawled across her lips, as she posed her own question...::

"What's the difference?"

::she winked and turned away, the door of the lounge shutting behind her... she looked around... this lounge was definitely much nicer than the one downstairs... Ti herself had only been here once before, back before she was a Wraith... the time that demon had escaped from limbo... there was no trace of such chaos ever occuring in the lounge now, it was serene and tidy... and its peacefulness was making Ti angrier than she already was, if that was possible at this point... Ti's steely blue eyes were sharp as she glanced around the room.... it had been a LONG time since she'd let loose a little fury... and as it pumped through her veins, detonation was nearing... with the floor beneath her feet trembling... even the walls of Club XS could feel her anger...::

::it was safe to say she wasn't thrilled with the departure of her sister Wraith, Paris... as she proceeded to release her rage through destruction.... making a hell of a racket as she tore the lounge apart, exerting Class 10 strength to hurl things across the large room, the sofa, a chaise... on cue to a presence in the room, a large flat panel television dropped down from the cieling... Ti wasted no time in punching a hole THROUGH it... her fist came out the back and she yanked it from its brackets.... another good twenty minutes of glass shattering and her pace slowed.... as small trolls scurried around her feet to clean up the cataclysm that was now the Wraith's posh VIP lounge... Ti gave the nearest creature the taste of her stilletto wrap... as she PUNTED it across the room, taking pleasure in the shrill scream it made as it flew through the air.... she looked around, surveying the damage... and then collapsed onto the sofa, which had magically reappeared in its usual place... she was still a bit angry.... but now she was too exhausted to continue her rampage...so she simply settled for stretching out on the sofa and snapping her fingers, a Tequila Sunrise appearing on small coffee table in front of the sofa... she sipped it as she watched the clean-up... she relaxed back and stared up at the ceiling as "Take a Bow" played softly... and her mind mulled over that nagging feeling she's had since a few hours before Elektra announced her departure... something was wrong, but it would definitely help if Ti knew WHERE the feeling was coming from... it would definitely help if she even understood what the hell it was...::
 
<<Telepathically to Ikaris>>**"I felt something was off with Darkchilde earlier, which is one of the main reasons I wanted you here. Destroying our favorite little lovebirds can wait until later."**

:: DG looked down at her her hand, which was still linked up with Darkchilde's, and gave it a slight squeeze. The extra attention was a treat and DG was not going to let DC's action pass by unnoticed. ::

"So...Was there some sort of action you had in mind for tonight? I have a few ideas that we could play around with."

:: DG smirked and glanced over to see what the reactions of Ikaris and Morpheus would be. ::

<<Telepathically to Ikaris>>**"Yeah, yeah. I know I shouldn't be egging her along. However, this chance is too good to pass up..."**
 
Inwardly laughing, Ikaris retains his composure and continues to exchange pleasantries with those around him.

<<Telepathically to DG Hecate, his mental tone amused but still concerned>>**"I know you are enjoying yourself but it's not like she is going to be taking you up on your offers. She is only able to take things so far before she panics and retreats to safety."**
 
:: Kurama while waiting for DC's response overheard the mental covo between Ikaris and DG and he gave them a look of disdain, he sent a message to each of them ::

You two seem to care for her, but your acting outwardly like this is nothing. So which is it? Do you care for her well being or not?
 
:: Riana was setting at the bar when she felt a tingle move down her spine, looking up she saw Farrah come down the stairs from the VIP lounge, raising an eyebrow she looked at her sister Wraith, something was very different about her, for one she was dressed in a way she wouldn't normally, she followed her with her eyes, seeing her walk upto Morp. she watched her interact with him ::

WTF is going on with her... something is wrong.. very wrong

:: She felt a vibe coming of DC she hadn't felt before is was more then evil, scanning the area around her she noticed something going on between Ikaris and DG, sending Ikaris a telepatic message she looked at him for a moment ::

I know you can feel it too.. something is wrong with Farrah.. seriously wrong and i'm not sure if this change is for the good.. or evil for that matter... any ideas?

:: As Farrah and Morpheus walked upto her she mannaged to smile at them, as Morpheus talked to her and then kissed her hand she winked at him while she kept her sences active towards any sign of change towards Farrah ::

"It's good to see you again Morph... looking good as usual I see, and you Farrah... I like the dress.. very nice" ;)
 
Annoyed with Rama's intrusion on a private conversation, he sends a telepathic message back to the mutant, tinging it with enough anger to make it mildly painful.

**"Mind your manners, pup! If you want to join the conversation then ask politely, snooping in peoples' thoughts is rude and DANGEROUS."**

He then switches to private mote to converse with Riana.
**"She is being consumed by the darkest parts of her soul. Its a case of power without restraint, without conscience. She could easily burn herself out and take most of the MOE with her."**
 
:: Kurama arches a brow of annoyance and blasts Ikaris forcefully with a resounding voice in his head, as well as using his rage, that someone so powerful would be so heartless to an old pupil of his, to add some burn to it ::

How dare you. As you of all people should know telepathy cannot be fully controlled and thoughts just come to one. So think before you speak

:: Rama was getting pissed and anyone who was watching his hair and eyes could tell. The hair was becoming tinged with silver and his eyes and shifted to full gold ::
 
:: Riana heared Ikaris speak to her and nodded while keep her eyes on Farrah she picked up some of the feelings coming from Rama, looking at him she put her hand on his arm while she looked into her eyes she shook her head ::

Don't okay.. I know you're worried and so am I.... just don't start something...
 
While laughing at Rama's outrage telepathically, Ikaris turns to the young mutant and grants him a dazzling but predatory smile.

<<To Rama>>**"Telepathy is controllable you silly little thing, it would be worthless were it not, you would never be able to converse with an ally in the enemies prescence otherwise. Or are you of the opinion that none of the forces of light possess telepathy? Now control yourself or others will do it for you and it will be both painful and embarrassing for you. And again, if you wish to join a private conversation then ask politely!"**
 
:: DG looked around in annoyance at Rama. The little fly had obviously not learned his lesson earlier. ::

<<Telepathically to Rama, so strongly that all in the area were sure to feel the effects of her anger>>**"Stay the **** out of my conversations, you little rodent, before I decide to be rid of you once and for all. Ikaris may be willing to put up with you, but I have none of his patience! Telepathy is not a tool to be played with. Remember, Dark Faeries have the power to warp the minds of others. That's the only warning you're going to get!"**

:: DG smirked, then ran her finger up DC's arm, enjoying the slowly-building tension that was rising. ::

<<To Ikaris>> **"You give good advice, but I love a challenge. When have you known me to back down?"
 
why thank you Riana........i try very hard to make sure that im ALWAYS CUTTING EDGE......<<


<< an eldritch chime sounded off......... DC's psi screen kept telepaths OUT of her mind......BUT she was aware of the rising tensions in the air.......using her own magicks to "bewitch" as many patrons in XS as she could effect.......her violet eyes sparkled as discord grew>>

<< she stood....with Morpheus RIGHT behind her.......as she felt DG's hand on her arm.........she moved with such speed.....GRABBING hold of it....unconsciously using her "shift X class" super strength as she gripped the Dark Faerie's wrist. DC was physically the strongest female of MoE, followed by Titania....who at the moment was on the second floor of XS but SHE too was being effected by DC's bewitching "charms". so much was happening.......and she sensed it.......the hostility excited her....>>

<< her appearence changed.........her blonde double highlighted hair was now in a "Barbie doll" Ponytail (think Madonna from the "blonde ambition tour), she wore a Jean Paul Gaultier black leather low cut "bullet bra" bodice w/ gold accents and a "slash" cut out across the "chest" to reveal a teasing view of her breasts and nipples. elbow length gloves with 24 kt gold chain link bracelets around the wrists.....black sheer thigh high stockings w/seams up the back and garter belts connecting to the bodice...with gold heeled Gucci stillettos>>

<< her facial features became darker......more anguler.....her face partially enshrouded in shadow as her voice became haunting....and reverberated slightly>>

<< her eyes began to glow>>: dear Hecate........the sweetest kittens......have the SHARPEST CLAWS. you seek to tempt me....with that which i already posses......I can have anyone i want........including YOU!

<< DC was losing it......and soon.....the doors and windows of XS began to slam shut or lock up........thunder rumbled once more......as she continued to grip DG Hecate by the wrist like a vise........ the sound system shorted out....with sparks flying forth from the speakers and other random places....and the temperture seemed to rise all over the building>>
 
:: Riana watched DC closely, knowing she couldn't reach her telepaticly she did something she knew would probably cause her, her life or inflict great pain, she reached out and closed her eyes allowing all the coldness in her body to rise, sharp spikes of ice began to form on her skin as her body temperature lowered it self about 10° celsius, her eyes turned a very light blue as she looked at DC again.. putting her icey hand on DC's hand holding onto DG, the heat in the building didn't touch Riana as she had a coldness coming from the inside out... ::

"DC... stop... right now before any of these people get hurt.. I have no ******* idea what is wrong with you and I don't care but this needs to stop right now"

:: Glancing over at the others for a moment she gave them the signal to stay away, using all her new strength she loosend DC's grip on DG making her sister let go on the Dark Faerie, sending a telepatic message to Morpheus she looked at him for a moment ::

Next to Ti and me you're the strongest one here.. I don't know what will happen next I know I'm not strong enough to fight her.. if you love her like I think you do... you'll do something now
 
<< caught off guard by Riana's proactiveness.........DC's grip on DG's wrist is broken before she can break it.........feeling her hand being pulled BACK from the dark faerie.........DC turns and fixes her eyes upon the water elemental>>

"STOP"?...............dear heart, ive only JUST BEGUN!

<< thunder boomed and shook XS to the foundation..............as DC pointed at Riana....and a halo of eldritch magick formed around her hand....using her own personal spell of "Body Transformation"...........DC ignites the spell....turning Riana into a beautiful Ice Sculpture .....>>

AWAY FROM ME! ALL OF YOU!

<< she raises her hands...........and blows everyone back forcefully and away from her with a violent gust of icy cold dark winds>>


<< she turns and looks around.........flushed with a feeling of excitment as she decides what to do next...........taking aim at several unknown denziens of the underworld who are making noise as they try to escape...........DC unleashes an eldritch bolt.....and swings her arm in a scythe pattern across the bar..........the bolt packs enough concussive force to decapitate the nameless patrons that are trying to bust out of the main doors of XS>>

<< the lights change..........all becoming blue...and aiming down at DC....as she steps forward....slowly..........>>
 
:: DG raised an eyebrow. She was impressed by the show of power, not frightened by it. Her senses had long-ago forgotten what pain felt like, thus Darkchilde has awakened something new and frightening inside of her that had been discarded many years ago. She glance at Riana. ::

"Thank you, Riana, but I really did not require saving."

:: She turned her attention to Darkchilde. The rough play had clearly had an effect on DG, but likely not the one most had expected. Her breathing was quickening and her eyes had turned a warm purple shade. ::

"Now, really, dear. If you wanted me to play victim, you could've just asked. I like the rough play just as much as everything else."

:: DG smiled coldly, feeling tensions rise even higher as Darkchilde let loose her wrath on the club. She watched with interest. Now this had been what she was waiting for all night, but not from Darkchilde. For first time in memory, DG was not as amused as she should be by the mayhem in front of her. ::

<<To Ikaris>> **"Any ideas? This could very well be getting out of control. I like playing and, were this anyone else, I'd use this moment to pounce. This, though, is not at all like Darkchilde."**
 
<< several larger male demons try to rush Darkchilde..........she turns and meets them with a snarl of contempt.....her voice now stereophonic>>

FOOLS!!! Fall before the POWER of DARKCHILDE


<< DC gestures like Prue and unleasehes a telekinetic bomb blast...........the initial wave of the TK blast hammers into the four men (who are almost as large as Morpheus) ....slamming into them like mack trucks and hurling them back as though they were rag dolls...........the "bomb blast" detonates........laying waste to whole seating area of XS as tables and chairs are reduced to rubble and the men themselves are blown apart>>

<< thunder cracks once more as the winds began to rise and her hair begans to flow>>

I command the hoards of LIMBO!........do you think YOU have the power to STOP ME!?
 
:: Hex's heard turns sharply towards the scene in XS. He saw the MOE supreme unleashing her magics upon the four men. Hex moved closer to the scene... letting go of Maia's hand. ::

:: He remained silent. He didnt want to make a noise, he didnt want any of the power... that energy.... that much wraith unleashed on him.. he needed to keep at a safe distance. ::

"Maia, tell Sydney.."

:: He said, tilting his head.. towards Maia. ::

"If things carry on we may not have a second chance."
 
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OOC: Trent.......i completely missed your post. sorry about that hun. :eek: just assume that DC was so entranced by her dark soul that she didnt register what you were saying......im assuming you were standing nearby her at the time.

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