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[ Delilah followed Alison, feeling the pulse of the music. As they reached the group, she hugged Morgan hello. ]

"Ooh I love your boots Morg!"
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<< Morgan grinned, showing a gleaming white smile as she hugged her dear friend>>

Omigawd Delilah!! you're here!

<<giving her an air kiss Morgan winked as Delilah complimented on her boots >>

oh thank you dahling. they're Gucci of course. But what about THIS here!! <<looking over Delilah>>

I'm LOVING this outfit...totally cutting edge!!

<<she turned around and began to introduce her to Boris and Diddy>>

gentleman..this is my dear friend, one of NYC's finest, Delilah Trelavan.

<< Morgan smiled as Boris winked at Delilah, taking her hand in his and lifting it up a bit before gently kissing it as he greeted her. Diddy flashed a smile at her and winked as he shook her hand>>

well the gang's all here. We may as well repair to our lounge on the upper level and enjoy ourselves before coming back down to dance.

<< Morgan smiled as she made sure everyone was together as they made their way up a laser lighted spiral stair case as laser and strobe lights flashed around....a disco ball spun and sparkled and the DJ drove the crowd with his infections, bass booming house beats. celebrities, socialites, young political figures, super models, and the music industry heavy hitters were all here...and as far as anyone knew...this night was made possible by Morgan and Illustra Inc...as the club was SUPPOSED to have been under her control now. But as of this moment, she had NO idea that Jasmine Klein had strong armed the club's manager/accountant into a undercover buy out. >>

<< now up in the luxe private suites on the upper level of XS, Morgan and the others could now seat themselves on deep seated plush leather sofas, chaise lounges and other furniture..surrouned by recessed blue lighting in a darkened setting with any and every convenience they could need or want. Madonna and Alycia were already there sipping cristal and talking and laughing... the night was on and popping. all was well so far..>>
 
:: Smiling as Morgan complimented her outfit, she grinned to Alison who also seemed to enjoy it as well. But as Alexis was about to head to the bar to get a club soda with lime, Morgan pulled her into a huge photo op completely catching Alexis of guard. Letting out a bit of a laugh, well, this was exactly what she was trying to avoid; pictures. But nevertheless, the blonde struck pose after pose with her fellow group before walking off with them to meet up with Delilah. Raising a single brow at Delilah’s attire, she had never actually pictured her in something like that. Well everyone was filled with surprises tonight... ::

"Don’t you look like a little hussy tonight."

:: Giving Delilah a wink, she wasn’t much for complimenting people she somewhat despised. Dut in Delilah’s case, after all the help she had given not only Alexis, but the entire group, she might as well give her a playful insult. Hey...one step at a time. Turning on her heal, Lex began to follow Alison, Delilah, and Morgan (along with their guests) up to the VIP lounge. Looking over her shoulder at the massive crowd, now this was like old times. Smiling to herself, she turned back around, heading straight for the plush leather sofa. Sitting down, Alexis crossed her legs at the knee and sat back, watching as Madonna and Alycia were going at it with the champaign. Looking to Diddy, she nodded her head toward the other bottle in the bucket near him. Giving him a sexy smile, he chuckled reaching for the bottle of club soda. As he poured her a glass filled, she reached forward taking it from him. ::

"Thank you sweetheart."

:: Leaning back to her previous position, Alexis raised the glass to her lips, taking a small sip of the fizzing liquid. Looking around the VIP room, everyone seemed to be having a wonderful time...but as her eyes swept from person to person, she noticed Haleigh was missing. Lowering her brows, she leaned forward in Morgan’s direction. Raising her voice above the thumping music and chatter. ::

"Where’s Haleigh?"
 
Haleigh heard the roar of the crowd... she figured Morgan and her posse had arrived, and undoubtedly with some other a list celebrities, as could be expected of the supermodel. But she kept her eyes on Frost, watching the woman cough on her drink. Haleigh smiled politely as Jas tried to pass off the choke, but Haleigh saw right through it. She had recognized Haleigh's name and it shocked her to hear it.... and as knowing was a feat in and of itself, Haleigh knew she was dealing with a more informed 'client'. Haleigh thought about the italian accent. the Mob? but she still couldn't place her face... Haleigh didnt comment on the 'she was my cousin' excuse... she wasnt sure if she bought that. Blaze had told her about all the family SHE knew about once before... and for her to leave the club to someone in a will and skip over Morgan... that story is just TOO full of holes. she needs to work on her lying.... Frost asked Haleigh to accompany her somewhere... and though she was almost SURE there was nobody she'd like to meet so URGENTLY... she could tell Frost wanted to get her away from the public and the possibilities of the reasons for that peaked her curiousity.

Haleigh, slightly buzzed by alcohol and letting her guard down as a result, was blindsided by Frost's sudden movements, and Frost managed to get a hold of her throat and demand answer before Haleigh caught up to what was happening. Anger and Surprise brought her down like a rock, and as the lights flashed and briefly went out [as Alexis slipped by the bouncer at the door], even though Frost was releasing her, Haleigh retaliated with a ferocity that was surprising, certainly not expected from such a beautiful woman with a disarming smile. Haleigh's right hand shot forwards, with machinelike speed, and grabbed a fistful of Frost's hair, and in her left hand she suddenly had a Walther P22, though where she had been keeping it was anyone's guess... And just like that, Frost found herself pinned down on the desk, Haleigh's body heat pouring over her like a just opened oven and the cold steel muzzle of a pistol pressed against her temple.

"If you EVER pull a stunt like that again, I'll REMOVE your hand from the rest of your body and send it to you later in the mail. Whatever you THINK you know, you'd better FORGET it. You're playing on a whole new field now, princess, even DADDY can't save you from ME. SECONDLY... WHY would you lie to me?? I HATE being lied to... I have KILLED liars in the past... and if i find you CONTINUE to lie to me... so help me God, Ill kill you too. I WILL find out if you are lying to me and WHEN i do... you can't even FATHOM the consequences."

Haleigh'd remembered where she saw Frost... and how they'd indirectly met. It was quite a few years ago, before everything with the Six, and the girl had definitely grown up since then. Haleigh released her iron grip on Frost but stood over her, giving her a look that made it QUITE clear it wouldn't be wise to try anything other than SLOWLY sitting up. Frost began to come clean about who she really was, and Haleigh began to lower her weapon.

"Well that answers a lot of questions... [Her voice relaxing] You look like her... a lot. I AM Haleigh Davidoff..... I just look a little... a LOT different. I would explain but even I find it difficult to believe."
 
::Alison sipped on her pina colada as she slipped onto the plush leather sectional next to Diddy..he pulled her in close as she crossed her leg over the knee and revealed her own surprising set of long, smooth, feminine legs.::

::as the rest of the group came in and began to get comfortable and received drinks and what not, Alison noticed how genial Alexis was toward Diddy. she seemed much more friendly and less stand offish than she was normally.::

::as the music played on and the group enjoyed an exclusive aerial view of the club from all angles, Alison heard Alexis' question....and sat up a bit.::

hmm...well she IS here. she arrived before all of us...and she....

::she stopped for a moment as she seemed to look out into the space beyond everyone. her cobalt blue eyes seemed focused and determined. it was a look alexis had seen before. Alison "Saw" something..either in the recent past OR present...or even the FUTURE that was not right::

::Alison hesitated to speak...she didnt want to betray herself or Alexis or even Morgan to the A list celebrities in their presence.::

::leaning over to Diddy and whispering softly in his hear::

"i'll be back soon honey...hold it down here for us."

:: a kiss on the cheek and slowly standing up...she nodded for Alexis to follow her out into the private hallway and once they were out there...Alison turned to face Alexis...looking down at her slightly as she tossed back a few tresses of her sleek chinese bobbed blue/black hair::


Alexis, Haleigh..is down stairs, and being held up by a woman...who....bares an UNCANNY resemblance to BLAZE!

::her tone was direct and slightly agitated...::

this woman...whoever she IS, brings a seed of GREAT TROUBLE for us tonight unless we stop her now. We CANNOT let Morgan see her...
 
** It was a false move made by the Assassin, letting her guard down to release the other woman. And in those precious seconds, Haleigh was able to forcefully yank Jasmine forward. Keeping her cool, she raised a brow up at the Metahuman. She was taking a count of how many seconds it took for Haleigh to lash out. This was of course a test for Haleigh, Jasmine had done her research and by the looks of it, this was Haleigh Davidoff. This powerful woman would be notorious for incredible hand to hand combat and heavy usage of weaponry. The notion of warm fingertips tightening on the ends of that shiny raven hair. Frost made no attempt to struggle, not because she was frightened or scared but because both women would be at a standoff. And since this was not the time or place, she walked backwards with Haleigh. The middle of her back hitting into the edge of the desk, knocking her backwards. Papers, pencils, and other stationary materials falling off and around the desk by the roughness and force used by Black Widow. For a second, the room fell silent. **

** Staring into those glassy irises, Jasmine could smell the scent of liquor on her comrades breath. "That gun you hold is useless against me." Wrapping her left ankle around the back of Haleigh's shin as her right arm moved to grasp the bicep. Rolling over, she had Haleigh down on the desk but with the P22's barrel pointing the mutant in the face. "Maybe by pulling that trigger you would be doing the world a favor but I won't go down until I take my enemies with me." A rush of warmth crawled its way inside Jasmine's body but she was quick to backpedal. Crossing her arms across her chest, she remained silent. The low lighting in the room allowed just enough light for both women to see each other. **

"You can threaten me all you want Haleigh, but it means nothing to me. I'm more than sure you can pull that trigger." Walking around the desk, she pulled the leather desk chair to sit down, crossing her legs at the knee. "I was not aware you were here, let alone this new constructive facial surgery you have gone through. The bottom line is, I had to be sure it was you. As an Operative, you would do the same, I read your file." Pulling open the drawer, she reached for a cigarette. Using a metallic lighter within her small black purse, she lite up. "I would ask if you want one, but if I recall your not an avid fan." Segments of smoke crawling from her glossy lips as the chilly air from the open window sucked out the nicotine. "If you will Haleigh." Motioning to the two large stainless steel chairs. "What I said about my relationship to Blaze is true. Even a blind man could sense the similarities within she and I. Except Blaze controlled fire, that dumb broad MORGAN Controlled wind, and I have water and ice." Sage green eyes shimmered and sparkled from her own raw anger. Jasmine couldn't even speak Morgan's name without a hint of disgust. Pulling a small black marble ashtray to her, she tapped a few ashes into it. "What brings you here? Your not exactly a socialite."

** Curiosity getting the better of Jasmine who sat cool and collected. "My apologies for man handling you." A small smirk running over her lips. "I am a fan of your work as is my father as you know. You were quick to catch on for the club, your quick study ethics help you in the field. I knew Morgan Victoria would be here...." More smoke filing around the enigma whose eyes were glowing in the dimmer lighting. "She killed Blaze...the sister I never knew...." Running a hand through her hair to brush back a few loose strands, she finished off her cigarette. Leaning back in the chair, her eyes targeting Haleigh again. It would be best for Frost to keep her emotions withdrawn, it would only make things complicated. She would have to be focused on this mission. Yes, this was a mission, not to harm Morgan but to get to know her better through covert behavior. Even the thought of befriending such a heartless killer turned Jasmine's stomach. **
 
:: Alexis’ eyes narrowing intensely as Alison stared blankly off into the distance, this only meant one thing...she was having a vision. Watching as the woman snapped out of it, as she stood from her seat and nodded for Alexis to come with her, she didn’t hesitate. Placing her drink aside, she smiled to the others calmly and stood from the sofa, following Alison into the hallway. ::

"What did you see?"

:: Immediately getting to the point, she watched as Alison turned around with great concern leaking from her cobalt eyes. Lowering her own brows, she listened as Alison explained that Haleigh was getting roughed around by a woman who looked like Blaze.....If Alison was taken aback at the woman’s resemblance to their late comrade, it must be uncanny. ::

"What...?"

:: Pausing for a moment, Alexis kept her voice low and turned her head to the side, looking over her shoulder at the VIP Lounge. Inhaling a deep breath, she turned back around to face Alison. Her sapphire eyes met up with the seers, nodding her head in the direction of the VIP room behind her. ::

"Okay...uhm--go back into the lounge. If Morgan sees your gone, she’ll think something is up. I’ll go check it out."
 
[ Delilah blushed as Alexis commented on her outfit. ]

"Oh - uh, a friend lent it to me."

[ She flashed a smile at the two men as shook took their hands each in turn. ]

"This is quite a party - Morgan didn't tell me she had found such atrractive scenery."

[She made her way after Morgan upstairs, and seated herself on one of the couches as she watched the steadily moving crowd. ]
 
<<shifting abit as she lay across the chaise lounge...Boris Kodjoe sat along side Morgan, feeding her grapes and taking a moment to subtely feel on her amplr bosom. the two models seemed to relate quiet easily with one another. Morgan purred as her icy violet eyes sparkled while looking up at Boris and he smirked and growled as he winked>>

<< for a moment...the sorceress was truly enjoying herself. in the presence of close friends, and powerfull celebrity friends. in the club that belonged to her Sister that was now under her watch..or so she tought....and for once, there was no need to be SPELLBINDER>>

<< yes...this was a night for beauty, glamor and excess and it showed>>

<< looking over a bit at Delilah, Morgan showed an unabashed joy as she winked at her dear friend>>

DELILAH....<<her icy voice was bolstered a bit>>

why are you just sitting there? shall we find you a date to play with while we enjoy the company of our elite friends in the suite?

<< she winked. it had been a LONG time since she and delilah had partied together like the days of old when they were younger. but clearly both women had changed. but even now as all seemed to be calm and under control, Delilah didnt partake in too much of the reckless abandon and glamorous excess around her. Morgan thought nothing of Alexis and Alison excusing themselves...as they seemed to leave casually enough. probably to go to the parlour room. at anyrate she was glad to see them getting on so well.>>
 
[ Delilah laughed at her friend's subtle hint that she was being a stick in the mud. It was hard for her to get over the fact that the whole NERVOUS mission was really over. She stood up, finished her drink, and set the glass down. Moving into the crowd of dancers she turned back to Morgan. ]

"No I think I'd like to shop around a bit first."

[ She gave a big smile, turned back to the crowd and starting dancing. ]
 
in the loung

::Alison returned to the vip suite..adjusting her dress a bit as she licked her shimmery glossed lips as she strutted back over to the leather sectional and seated herself again..sliding next to Diddy as he put his arm around her::

well, looks as though Morgan is having a nice time with Boris there. if ever there was a couple made for one another...its THEM.

:: she smirked as she ran her finger over Diddy's ear...which was adorned with a large diamond earing. waving at Delilah as she decided to move down stairs and dance in the crowd...no doubt Delilah would HYPE the crowd using her own powers over light to enhance their emotions of pleasure and joy..by enchancing the already spectacular light show. Alison was glad to see Delilah back in the fold...with times as dangers as they were...The Six needed all the allies they could get.::

Alexis will be back shortly she just want down stairs for a moment.

::she would keep an "EYE" on Alexis and would know if ANYTHING went wrong the moment it occurred::
 
::Alycia was enjoying her cristal champaign, as she sat further down on the deep seated leather sectional....across from Madonna but still within earshot of Alison and Diddy. Leaning back a bit as she crossed one leg over at the knee, Alycia was looking very sleek and elegant showing a sexier side to her usually stern and intimidating frame with her black donna karan corsetted mini dress and matching stillettos.::


mmmmmmmmm

I gotta say, Morgan picked an EXCELLENT time to open the doors of XS again. It was no problem for me to facilitate bringing the building back up to code and securing all the proper permits for her. I know how important it was to her to keep this place going in the name of Blaze.

:: Alycia sipped some more champaign::

the turn out is magnificent tonight. any idea when Morg is making her speech?
 
:: Walking down the vacant hallway toward a room where she heard voices, Alexis narrowed her eyes hearing Haleigh’s voice, then an unfamiliar voice...most obviously this Blaze look alike. Stopping short, she listened for a moment before knocked roughly against the closed wooden door. ::

"Haleigh. Open up, it’s Alexis."

:: Being direct and to the point, from what Alexis explained to her, Haleigh was either getting roughed up (which was unlikely unless she was drunk), or getting into a fight with this woman. She wasn’t about to stand around and politely ask to come in. Knocking her knuckles against the door again, Alexis kept close to it trying to hear anything of interest from their conversation.::

"I need to talk to you now. Open the damn door."

:: Stepping back, Alexis let out a huff wiggling her fingers a bit. She was so tempted to burst in through that door, but there didn’t seem to be any struggle going on within the room from the sound of it....unless. No, no, Haleigh knew how to take care of herself. She was a smart and tough woman. Parting her lips with her tongue, she pressed them together brushing her bangs away from her eyes. Deciding to give her a couple more seconds to answer her, Alexis crossed her arms along her chest, allowing her weight to rest on one leg. ::
 
Foxfire
Foxfire
Love the depth of character and emotions involved.
Haleigh was slightly impressed that Frost could counter pin so easily, but she didn't let it show. Jas was slippery and nearly as fast as Haleigh was.... and she was awfully bold... a trait that would either get her far... or it would get her killed. Luckily, Haleigh found herself approving of Blaze's sister. She sat up on the desk and lowered her weapon... there was no reason to shoot Frost as of yet... and Haleigh was intrigued by the mutant. Haleigh noticed immediately that Frost kept backing away from her, and she listened to Jas speak to see if she'd reveal why. Haleigh remained perched on the desk as jas took a seat and lit a cigarette. Haleigh had no trouble at all seeing in this light, as her green eyes slightly reflecting as if a cat's at night, giving her a very eerie appearance. She listened patiently to Frost.So the woman had powers... Haleigh had guessed so, as BOTH her siblings had, its usually something that runs in the family. An affinity for ice, eh? Explained why Frost kept her distance... Haleigh's abnormally high body temperatures must be having an adverse affect of Frost... haleigh declined the offered to sit in the metal chairs, still sitting on the edge of the desk, facing Frost. Haleigh rose from her spot once Frost finished revealing her powers, a smirk on her face. She walked around the desk and quickly neared Jas once more, placing a hand on each of the armrests of the leather chair, trapping Frost in the chair. Haleigh bet down so that their faces where level. Remarkably, as she spoke, Frost would discover her breath no longer smelled of alcohol... she had systematically PURGED it from her body out of need for clarity of mind. It was one of the great things about being part technological marvel... she could CONSCIOUSLY control her bodily systems.

"I COULD pull the trigger... OR... I could raise the iron in your blood to toxic levels and watch you suffer an agonizing fate, and then STOP when I was sure you'd be a vegetable the rest of your natural life... or... just to keep you in check... I could lean close to you like this..." She leans into Frost so much that their cheeks touched as Haleigh whispered into Jasmine's ear, breath so hot it felt like steam down the side of her neck. "Because it seems to be making you very uncomfortable..."

Haleigh pulled back, leaning onto the desk again for a seat, plucking the cigarette from Jasmine's hand and scolding her.

"This is VERY bad for you. It's like death wrapped up into a neat little marketable package." She put it out using the desk deliberately instead of the ashtray, leaving a burn mark as she continued to reply. "And you recall correctly. I don't smoke anymore... I dont want to ruin this body with nicotine and tar and all the other nasty shit they put into those things."

Haleigh was sensing a little animosity towards Morgan from Frost and strangely, she felt a little protective of Morgan. She liked Jasmine, but still felt like she was hiding something... "I said it before and I'll say it again... Whatever you THINK you know... you don't. things are not always what they seem to be... ESPECIALLY things involving people like me, Morgan Victoria, and our colleagues. Morgan did kill blaze... and she must live with it for the rest of her life.... and it is a punishment more severe than ANYTHING you could level on her." Haleigh paused, turning her head, listening, holding her hand up to silence Jasmine. "Shh... someone's listening at the door." It was Alexis. Haleigh weighed her options... she could cut this short right here and turn Jasmine over to the rest of the Six, or she could let things unfold as they might... She took a deep breath, lowering her voice slightly. She wasn't sure how well alexis could hear them, but she rasped quick instructions to Jasmine, her voice just above a whisper before standing to go open the door.

"Do NOT speak unless spoken to. Do NOT move from this spot and for Christ's sake, do NOT try anything cute. i don't know how capable you are of following directions but consider this.... if you BLOW it, I WONT help you."

Haleigh left from her spot, walking determindly over to the door and grabbing the handle. The ice that was holding it locked shut melted on contact with her skin, and steam could be seen escaping around her hand as she twisted the knob and opened to door. Her whole demeanor seemed to change... it was now as if she hadn't a care in the world... and it was VERY convincing... Haleigh offered a charming smile and smoothed her free hand down the front of her white dress. A few strands of blond hair had fallen from her updo but she still looked presentable, and her voice was light and relaxed.

"Alexis... what's so pressing?"
 
Foxfire
Foxfire
Love the detail and the playfullness of it.
** It was almost like a tropical storm brewing between the clashing temperatures of cold and hot, both battling for supremacy. Yes, it was true, Frost hated warmth and any feeling that went into it. The Assassin was alert to any sudden movements the Metamorph made including a change in degree of her eyes but Jasmine sat casually like nothing happened between the two. Her eyes stalking the lovely blonde as she prowled near the wintery mutant. A low sigh escaping her lips at the intrusion of a small warmth encompassing her body. Just like she was standing near a fiery bon fire, she felt the intensity of heat and she disliked it. Silver white frost rolled off her own body to greet the steam which rose from Haleigh. Her eyes flickering to a hunter green now, noticing Haleigh inching her way closer like a panther about to pounce. Jasmine's face stoic but on the contrary, internally she was amused by how bold this blonde was. Could it be that Haleigh was like a mouse, toying with her prey? Or was Jasmine playing "dead?" Either way, she listened to the calm voice as the Metahuman spoke to her. **

"You could do all of the above, but we both know that's boring. In our line of work we sore for adventure, an adrenaline rush. You could incapacitate me no doubt, although I'm not sure about that iron count threat....we'll have to experiment on that sometime. With your skill and my marksmanship we could kill the other, wouldn't that be fun? But, I don't want you dead....your one of the few I respect in this fucked up world."

** She sucked in a cool breath as Haleigh grew closer. Rolling her eyes, Jasmine wasn't amused by this closeness but she tolerated it. She had plans for Haleigh, truth be she needed her as a business partner and maybe even to assassinate Morgan. Wouldn't that be ironic? Hals and Morg worked out their little fiasco and now another wedge could possibly come between them. "Your body heat just frustrates me if anything like it would you..." Leaning in to Hal's ear, she softly blew icy cold air against her ear. In that small dose of time, the cold vanished but Frost knew Black Widow felt it, chilling her abnormal temperature. Leaning into the chair, she relaxed again with some distance parted. Her lips morphing into a smile. **

"Yes, they do kill but candy kills nowadays too. Besides, why pass up on the simple pleasures in life?" She didn't seem bothered Haleigh put out her cigarette or even left a small black burnmark. "If it bothered you that much, you could have said something." Her smile vanishing from her sarcasm. **

"I don't care about Morgan...nobody kills family...and when you do the favor is returned. You defend her...yet Blaze was your friend and comrade. Who you befriend is your business but Morgan is my business." Her head turned towards the door, spotting the chilled ice trapped over the handle, "what do you suppose we do my dear?" Turning in her chair to face the desk. Who would bother them? The party was outside of the office, not in here. Either way, Frost didn't care. Waving her hand in the air to signal she would follow Haleigh's directions. Brushing a few strands of hair back, she studied Haleigh's body language. She was good...but being trained to recognize false behavior, Jasmine picked it right off but would Alexis? **

** As Haleigh melted away the ice, droplets of water fell to the floor around her shoes. A small creek escaped the old wooden door, announcing the presence of Alexis who stood outside. Jasmine recognized the face right away but she kept any suspicions hidden. Perhaps this was Haleigh's lover? You never knew these days. Picking up her pack of cigarettes, Jasmine tossed them in the black trashcan underneath her desk. I guess she should sit there and look pretty. It was Haleigh's move, another game of chess. But whose Queen would she capture? And who were her loyalties too? Jasmine had an inkling of who and it wasn't herself. **
 
:: Narrowing her eyes instantly as Haleigh opened the door, she shifted her glance away from Hales and to the woman sitting behind the desk. Alison was right, she looked almost identical to Blaze...Studying her for a few moments, without any hint of emotions, Alexis swept her eyes back to Haleigh. If she thought she was hiding the fact that something did happen in this room, she was wrong. Regardless of the fact that Alison told her flat out there was something going down between these two, Haleigh’s abnormally cool demeanor gave it away. Parting her lips, Alexis tilted her head to the side, holding it in that position. ::

"I think you know what."

:: Glancing back to Frost, she glared at the woman as if she were beneath her. The unknown face sat smugly watching the two woman talk. Most likely trying to get a hint of exactly who Alexis was. Looking back to Haleigh, she took her by the wrist, pulling her out into the hallway. Glancing back over her shoulder, Alexis smirked condescendingly to Jasmin. ::

"Excuse us."

:: Pulling the door shut, Alexis turned to Haleigh, immediately lowering her brows. Trying to play the dumb blonde card now wasn’t going to work. ::

"Don’t play dumb with me, Haleigh. Alison had a vision. What the hell was going on in there. And who is that?"

:: Gesturing to the closed door, Alexis kept her voice to a low whisper, just incase Frost decided to eavesdrop. Narrowing her eyes, Alexis crossed her arms along her chest, shifting her weight to one leg. She wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon, if Haleigh thought otherwise. ::
 
Hmmm, she stares at me like I were a ghost...she must have known Blaze. Judging by that wicked glare she was close too. Her thoughts running through her head like she was carrying on a conversation. Her green eyes locked onto Alexis, who supplied her with daggers. Not even a remark was given to Shockwave, instead she remained stoic. So, this broad wanted to play dirty looks? Oooohh, Frost waved it away, the little bitch could but if she antagonized well she'd have Alexis thrown out and make the scene humiliating. Standing from her chair to regain her tiny five foot eight height, dusting off her dress. **

"Of course..."

** Walking around the desk, her pumps clicking on the marble flooring to travel by the spacious balcony. Opening the doors, she walked outside to stand. A stronger wind blew trinkets of midnight locks. Her green eyes eyed the streets below with interest. Several more limo's piling up to deposit celebrities. Spotting Paris Hilton walking forward, she laughed coldly. "I don't think so...not in my club." Reaching inside her purse, she pulled an earbud out to connect with the bodyguards outside, "do not allow Hilton on the premises and if she refuses....you know what to do." Taking the bud out, she glanced up to see small white flakes falling on the busy city. Pulling out a small cell phone, she opened it to see Alexis and Haleigh talking. "Pesky little ant." The small hidden camera in the corner zoomed in on Alexis, "what do you want little bird...go back to your nest." She commented with how insistent Alex was with Hal's. Noticing a crack in her nails she frowned, probably from Haleigh. She certainty was a hands on type of woman, and Jas wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Stuffing the ear piece inside her purse, she returned to the office. **

** Sitting down on the keyboard, she typed away as the screen was showing Morgan, Alison, Diddy, etc. Her eyes darkened to see Delilah, "oh my..." Her anger boiling inside that cold body of hers. She followed Delilah's passage from the VIP to the dance floor. "Won't be difficult to pinpoint her in that outfit." What was that cop doing here? Of course, Morgan Victoria. Opening her hand an ice badge appeared resembling something similar to what Del carried. Shutting her fist, it shattered in those icy hands. The place was crawling with nuisance! Tapping the backspace key, the screen turned to Alexis and Haleigh. She peered at the screen. Haleigh would need to hurry with her glorious plan. Maybe Jasmine should pay a visit to Del. But that would blow it, it would have to wait. No, she couldn't risk shooting the cop, it would be bad publicity on her club. Maybe after she left? Perched in her chair, she sat planning and scheming. **
 
:: Alison continued to enjoy herself and company in the luxe suite, looking over at Alycia as the high powered attourney spoke::

Well, Alycia...there's going to be a mini fashion show featuring some remixes of Madonna's latest songs , some dancers and models. lots of bling, lots of flash and pizazz. Diddy is the master of ceremony and Madonna will join him on stage....it all culminates in Morgan addressing everyone and announcing that the club has been RE OPENED in honor of Blaze and that all proceeds from this evening as well as large amounts of "donations" from various sponsors will be given to Blaze's favorite charity and social causes.

:: sipping on her champaign as she runs her hand down Diddy's leg..and HE in turn squeezes her a bit close::

its a way for Morgan to honor her sister and insure that this club carries on her memory. but this wouldnt have been possible if you hadnt "fast forwarded" the executing of Blaze's will Alycia...i hope you know you much you mean to Morgan..to ALL of us.

:: even as Alison spoke...her mind's "eye" was on Alexis..who had just made contact with Haleigh and wisely pulled her OUT of the room to confront her. if Frost made ANY moves, Alison would know it before even FROST did herself.....sensing that Delilah was falling under scrutiny, Alison slowly rose::

Lets all rejoin the crowd..the music is getting stronger by the second and i think we need to mix and mingle!

::her own subtle way of moving everyone down stairs so that she and morgan could be closer to delilah AND alexis::
 
::Alycia smiled and nodded as Alison explained..leaning back. resting her hand on her chest. clearly the champaign had helped HER to loosen up a bit....and her body language showed it...as well as her sexy outfit and high heels::

Oh Alison...it was my pleasure. Blaze was a good kid, I ....I know how hard her death has been on Morgan and all of you so I wanted to do what I could...to help things along with the business of her estate. Seeing as how she had no other REPUTABLE family close at hand save Morgan. Besides...what are friends FOR?

::winking as she raised her glass along with Alison, Diddy, Madonna and Boris...they all toasted Blaze. MORGAN had gone to the parlour room for a moment::

Allright...

::standing up with everyone. Ill see you all after the show. Ive got a few corporate types I've got mingle with.

::hugging Ali, kissing diddy and boris both on the cheek Alycia slipped away::
 
Haleigh didnt have time to respond to anything Frost had said as Alexis pulled her out of the room. Haleigh went along without a fight but turned to make a stand as soon as the door was shut. Her voice was NOT a whisper, in fact, it was a little LOUD and defensive and obviously sarcastic. Truth be told, without consciously trying, the two DID sound like a pair of lovers, what with Alexis' tone and the choice of words the two women were using... it could be construed that way easily.

"Oh, we were just HAVING SEX in there! Honestly, what do you THINK was going on Alexis?!"

Haleigh lowered her voice as well as she took Alexis by the elbow witha grip like a vise and escorted her roughly down the hall back towards the club noise.

"I don't KNOW who she is. I've been trying to find out but she seems a little squirelly and she keeps giving me a new story every five minutes. Just go back to your party... I'll smoothe things over here and try to get to the bottom of this. Don't worry about me and tell Alison everythings okay... we aren't fighting anymore... and that was just one of those prove-you-can-hack-it type of standoffs."
 
back down to the action

<< Morgan met the group in the hall..allready stepping and bopping to the up beat , driving house/techno blend that was now pulsating the club>>

awrightttt!!


<< meeting up with Boris>>

are we ready to go and shake our asses?

<< everyone was loosened up and feeling mighty fine from all the liquor and so with cheers and whoops of excitement, the group of elite , beautiful people made their way down stairs and took their places on the dance floor....loosing themselves in the embrace of the powerful, sublime, driving house music. strobe lights flashed smoke flowed through the air and sirens blared at intervals as Morgan, Alison, Diddy, Madonna and everyone with them danced with a vengance. bodies moved, hair whipped, hands touched and carassed , bling flashed and everyone seemed to reach a new state of mind as they partied as hard as they played.>>


<< at some points the crowd seem to dance at an almost FRENZIED speed...a by product of ALISON'S loosened inhibitions as the fields of time were bent to her will around the club. no one FELT different...if anything they felt MORE free and dizzy with fun.>>


<< meanwhile...all that stood between this wonderfull evening's progression and a total BREAK DOWN was Alexis...and her ability to pull from Haleigh the crucial information that Alison suggested would be needed about this woman who bore a resemblance to Blaze>>
 
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