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<< before Morgan could really harm Jasmine, Haleigh appeared followed in short succession by Shockwave and MorningStar. Haleigh pulled Morgan away from Jasmine>>

HALEIGH...what do you think you're doing!?

<< before Morgan could bellow any further, Haleigh spoke her peace, and it was hard to deny. the most important situation at hand were the lives of Alycia and Sharon. BOTH of whom were snatched from the Six with ridiculous ease thanks to Pipeline, a foe that no one had anticipated. and once again jasmine managed to bring back the hurt and the pain. it didnt seem to occurr to her that despite her intentions (whatever they may be) that she was going about things the wrong way. Blaze's spectre still loomed over the hearts of EVERYONE in The Six..not just Morgan and for Jasmine to INVOKE her memory as a way to just INSERT herself in the group....it was just INTOLERABLE....especially after her FIRST encounter with them all at XS.>>

<< Delilah rebuked Jasmine sharply and no one, not even Haleigh could or WOULD offer a rebutal to that. Morgan buried her face in her hands with exasperation as she exhaled loudly>>

Haleigh is right. I...WE ...dont have time for this and i think Delilah speaks for us ALL with her last statement. the lives of two of our most trusted allies, our FRIENDS are at risk because of YOUR FATHER and MysTech. We have to get them before Guardian's vision comes to pass <<morgan pauses>> .....we dont know WHERE Alison is right now but I hope that she'll be there when we need her the most.

meanwhile, WE , the six have a job to do and if you think you can just stand in our way of trying to save Alycia and Sharon..rest assured there is more than one person here willing to deal with you as you DESERVE.


<< Morgan abruptly turned away from Jasmine and looked at Shockwave as the metahuman spoke about Pipeline.>>

well...he's got both of them now, and my scrying glass showed us the "cell" that this latest operation of MysTech's is running out of. chances are if we go there...we'll find Alycia and Sharon. Delilah put out an all points bulletin on the both of them which means the city is going to be on high alert...and with a senator and district attourney kidnapping the FEDS will be involved as well. we've got to find them and FAST...the more people that get involved in this...the more lives will be lost when Mastermold is finally unleashed.

so it seems we have to destroy the cell, as well as pipeline... AND VICTOR, who probably served as a means to an end for Mystech merely giving them an excuse to attack the courthouse and flex their muscle in PUBLIC.

if everyone's ready.....i'll teleport us there[the cell] now.
 
** As Jasmine rounded the corner of Illustra her rage declined. Blaze was a sensitive subject for the mutant even if she never got to fully know her twin. To be accepted in the Six was nearly impossible and for Jasmine it was best if she remained in the shadows. Turning over a new leaf? That was a joke, she was ruthless, a murderer, and much more. Why should this group hear her out? Jasmine knew better but what bothered her was that small voice in the back of her skull. A consciousness? That group was so hypocritical you'd find their picture in the dictionary. All of them did past evil deeds in some way yet they all received a second chance. Stopping she leaned her back against the building wall to ponder this some more. **

** If anything she'd find her father and deal with him once and for all. He was the monster who created her. Enjoying the manipulation she spread throughout the city, increasing crime, and warfare. Jasmine wondered if she lived with Blaze how things would differ. She began to feel light headed from the power overload. Her eyes losing the yellow tint and her flames extinguished. A mere moment to rest. A bright light blinded her eyes when she shielded them. What she saw shocked her, no it couldn't be possible. **

Blaze: "I told you not to give up. They're a stubborn hardass group but keep trying."

** Blaze stepped forward her spirit lingering between worlds. As Jasmine stood up she came face to face with her twin. Blaze still wore her Six uniform from her death but no wounds appeared. Blaze signaled for her twin to follow. **

Jasmine: "Where are we going?"

** Blaze was silent as she reared the corner to see her whole former team. Opening her palms Foxy created a circle of fire around members of the Six and herself and Jasmine. It wasn't harmful just enough to gain attention. Her eyes sliding onto all members as she smiled warmly her dimples showing. **

Blaze: "Hey guys...this isn't a trick. And Jasmine has no pull in this. I've come HERE to see this matter be settled! I can't rest until...its resolved. And my death still lingers but it was meant to happen."

** Blaze's smile disappeared as she spoke calmly. She looked over to Morgan the most as she looked down, the threat of tears in her eyes. Jasmine watched on in bewilderment to this all. The team would of course think it was trickery but not this time. As Blaze spoke, she spoke volume. **

Blaze:"Morgan...I will truly MISS and LOVE you! But please don't blame yourself. I didn't listen to Alison at all...it was my fault. I wanted to reach out to you many times but I'm only allowed one time and I feel this is needed for ALL of this team. And Delilah may I say you did my outfit justice at the party. But Jasmine wasn't lying she did see me. She died saving the files she had on record. A clone came in the presence of Haleigh as she was ready to leave her apartment. She was killed but I made sure she was brought back to life. Jasmine has known bloodshed and not actual love. In the beginning she was troublesome but she wants to change. Now I know this whole team has conquered that because I was there! I was there when Alison finally allowed her siblings in, there when Morgan aided Alexis in the battle with her father, there when Cameron almost surfaced himself to save his inner self, there when Haleigh opened up and FELT emotion and love, and I was there when Morgan felt anguish over my death, there when Delilah stayed with her all night."

** Blaze paused a moment as her green eyes sparkled, "I'll be honest Jasmine is a real pain in the ASS and that's putting it lightly. But she stopped her father from shooting up XS when he barged in and she's come here to fight these drones to help this team." Blaze turned to her twin who were identical except Blaze wore her old uniform. "I know this comes at the wrong angle but it has to be resolved and it needs to be now!" **

Jasmine: "Blaze, this team doesn't WANT me here!"

Blaze shook her head at her twin, "on the contrary they DO but seeing your reflection only relives my death and in turn pain arises. But your attitude hasn't helped matters either." Blaze turned to Haleigh and smiled lightly, "Hals, you know how it is not being able to rest. I'm in the same predicament and if it wasn't for the soul sword I would have been able to return but that's out of the question and Morg is fully aware. Jasmine is a Fielding and because of this fate is interfering." Blaze stepped closer to the group. "In the future Jasmine will risk her life for all of you especially you Morgan. When this happens I'm forbidden to say. And Haleigh she will listen and respect you especially on another mission. I've handed some of my powers to Jasmine but it only occurs in extreme distress and that's only my fire power."

**Blaze began to look worried, "Pipeline isn't the problem there's a dark horizon coming and for Jasmine and Morgan it will relive the past...one neither of you will have known about." Reaching up slowly Blaze tried to caress Morgan's cheekbone but her palm just flew right through it. A look of sadness mirrored in Blaze's eyes at the reality of her own death. Her green eyes filling with tears as she looked up to her statuesque sister. "I'm sorry I let you know Morg...." As Blaze looked down she swallowed the large lump in her throat before clearing it away. Looking up two tears fell as she smiled, "I love you." Blaze's mind reached out to Morgan knowing she would hear her due to their rapport. She spoke quietly in her mind from her own thoughts. **

"I know this is asking a lot of you Morgan but please look after Jasmine....I would if I could. She's all alone in this city and I feel if you gave her half a chance you'd see there's more behind that arrogance. I'm not saying you have to go soft on her but take her in...for me. It would be a favor to me."

** As Blaze finished the last thought she wiped away her tears but they too fell through. "I must get going, I've already held this time up. I'm sorry for the delay." Jasmine glanced at her sibling and then to her twin. She prepared herself for an onslaught of vicious comments. They would think it was magic or some sort of illusion. But the memories Blaze spoke about weren't in any file, they were real. **
 
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at the cell...

:: Sharon Kelly finally awakened. she found herself restrained in a sitting position. tied to a chair with her wrists and ankles bound and her waist as well. as she became more alert..she began to struggle more.::


Commander Riley: Ms. Kelly, don't struggle. You didnt travel very well with Pipeline and you're still very weak right now.


:: Sharon looked up...she recognized Rick Riley as well. He was once a well decorated commanding officer in the United States Marine Corps. she had followed his career from his earliest beginnings at boot camp in paris island, south carolina to the man he became. and now, to see what he had become AFTER leaving the military following the death of his brother in combat....it saddend her::

Sharon: Rick, you've known me... ::coughing as her breathing seemed to be a little difficult:: for a long time. You're record of service was exemplorary...WHY are you doing this!?

:: the area they were in was different than where Alycia was being held and tortured. This seemed to be more of a "War Room" in design. although darkly lit and very cold in feel. there were monitors on a large wall with one very large monitor in the center. the soft humming of energy and electronics played in the air softly as the two indivudals had their uneasy conversation::

Riley: Ms. Kelly, don't pretend to be concerned for me now. It was YOUR BOY, George W. Bush who left my brother high and dry when he ordered his infantry division on that suicide mission. Any way, the "WHY" doesnt really matter now. MysTech is more my style and there's a couple of people who's heads i need to bust. You and your girl Alycia have been making alot of noise and causing alot of trouble for us.....you helped THE SIX destroy one of our most valuable and crucial bases of operation in the arctic circle and its time we COLLECTED on that damage.

::A screen flickered and changed to reveal the horrifying scene of Alycia being tortured as they tried to FORCE her to reveal information about The Six and who her own informants were from within MysTech.::

Sharon: ALYCIA!! :: she struggled to try to get up:: you MONSTER...you're JUST as cruel as what you think Bush is! and for the record..i NEVER supported him in ANY of his efforts...why do you think they always called me an "outspoken opponent".....my own son...is....WAS a mutant for god's sake...how COULD i go along with the government's initiative to have all mutants "tagged and identified"....but thanks to MYSTECH, HE is no longer HERE now is he!? and you've got the nerve to act like you're brother's death entitles you to ruin other people's lives!? you selfish self absorbed ASSHOLE!!



:: Commander Riley SLAPS Sharon across the face HARD..causing her to scream with pain as her head now hangs down...and blood trickles from her mouth::

Riley: mouthy bitchy..put a woman in a suit and heels and give her a title and she thinks she can say or do whatever she wants.

:: standing over Sharon, he glares at her with menace in his eyes::

you'll be getting some of the same treatment as Alycia so dont worry. After that, youll both be killed and thatll be one less problem for MysTech to deal with. I'm sure many of your own colleagues in Congress will be glad to see you've "vacated" your position as well.
 
:: Lowering her brows at Blaze's "image" Alexis listened to what she had to say about Jasmine. Granted, she and Blaze were close...but sometimes she had a skewed sense of who people were. Always looked at the best in them instead of the backstabbing bitch they really were. Blaze...if this WAS Blaze, could very well be manipulated by Jasmine. Who knows what capabilities this heartless bitch had up her sleeve. ::

:: Crossing her arms along her chest, Alexis's heart softened for a moment wondering if this was real. Hoping it was. She hadn't seen Blaze in...what seemed like centeries. The same woman who would hit on her left and right; try to one up her no matter what the reasons were. It was their relationship. It was how Alexis and Blaze co-existed. Inhaling a deep breath, if this was in fact an illusion of some sort, Alexis would take great pleasure in ripping out ever single piece of hair from Jasmine's head until she was as ugly on the outside as she was on the inside. ::

:: Once Blaze finished talking, Alexis lowered her eyes to the ground, not exactly sure what to take from this. She spoke of events that only she would know of. But then again, so much as happened, how could she seriously trust this ghost...illusion...whatever it was. Parting her lips with her tongue, Alexis lifted her eyes again to Jasmine. Not as threatening, but still stern. ::

"If this is some kind of joke..."

:: Trailing off, Alexis clenched her teeth together as she craned her neck back and turned a bit. Shifting her weight from one foot to another, tension began to rise throughout her body, and she needed to move in order to release it. Rocking from one side to another, Alexis turned back around to face the front, and kept quiet. Far be it from her to jump to conclusions...Morgan would know if this was a joke or a trick, where as Alexis was bias to believing this was in fact Blaze because she so whole heartedly wanted it to be. Looking to Morgan to Haleigh, then to Cameron, Alexis' eyes fell back onto Morgan, awaiting her reaction to this revelation. ::
 
the vote

** Blaze turned clad in her form fitting leather suit that hugged her athletic body. Those observant sage green eyes shifted to Alexis. Everyone knew Blaze was in a way empathic due to her emotional grasp on the world, and it was more keen and sensitive with her teammates. As Foxfire locked eyes with the blonde she supplied a sympathetic look to her, her voice calm and genuine **

Blaze: "I know most of you are skeptic of who and what you see before you. But I reassure you its me. You see I'm trapped on this plain from Morgan's soul sword, my death, and now the appearance of Jasmine. I cannot rest until these matters are taken care of."

** Licking her lips, Blaze touched her own heart as she spoke. If this were an illusion it would have to originate from a superior being and obviously Jasmine did not have that capability. Her eyes stopped again on Shockwave as she grinned, that familiar trademark smile of hers. **

Blaze: "I definitely missed you Alex, sorry I forgot you hate being called that. You can feel my power though our energies contracting. When we dealt with Black I allowed you to absorb my energy to aide you. I'm afraid this is not a joke and to prove my point the elders will transport Jasmine to another plain of existence."

** Jasmine's fierce green eyes turned to her twin with a look of bewilderment as a flash of intense ultra violet lighting shot through Jasmine as she disappeared in a flash. Once the lighting dimmed she turned to Delilah. **

Blaze: "Del, if anyone knows and comprehends lighting its you...the light you just saw was no joke and I know you can verify that as well."

** Blaze sighed heavily as her emotions were beginning to buckle for the fiery spirit as she wrapped her own arms around herself, a similar move Morgan did as well. This reunion was far more difficult then Blaze had anticipated. As she looked from member to member she fought the temptation to cry again. Everyone present could see the internal struggle. She saw all of her friends but she couldn't physically touch them, especially Morgan and it bothered her. **

Blaze: "I see the good in everyone it was one of my pros I possessed. I saw a lot of that in Haleigh and I thought of her as a Kindred spirit. I see the same in Jasmine and I'm fully aware of her past crimes. Jasmine is a tainted soul but she also has no one else. All of you were alone in this cruel barren world and now look at the accomplishments you all have done. I'll be honest this meeting is hard for ME because I'm standing before people I've grown to love yet I can't even touch you guys by a simple hug. I can't help you on this mission and it burns me up inside! But if anyone can understand fate its me. Fate has a new course with my sister, Jasmine. I promise you all...she will NOT give you any trouble. She's on her path to enlightenment but her progress won't matter if this team won't allow her the chance to prove herself or her worth. She already turned in the files on the Six to a member of Haleigh's staff and she'll willingly sign over any documentation for XS to Morgan or whom it may concern."

** Blaze stopped as she looked toward the wintery sky as her eyes sparkled. Glancing back down she continued on. **

Blaze: "If you all are so passionately against having Jasmine on this team then the elders have agreed to place her on another team called The Alignment, another group like yourself. This team would be in Europe instead of the United States. Its your call but I must get an answer from all of you....we will have a vote on whether you want Jasmine Fielding on the Six or not. If you do I'll return her here and she'll take orders from Spellbinder or any other member. If not she'll be transported to Europe and her memory of this team, the events, and her father all erased. Its up to you guys, choose wisely, for the decision once made cannot be switched."

** Blaze stood patiently in her old uniform looking from Morgan, Haleigh, Alexis, Cameron, and Delilah. Jasmine's fate would be in their hands, which was a rare occasion but an important task as well. Blaze turned to Delilah with a curious look. **

Blaze: "Delilah, your up first. What's your decision on Jasmine, should she go or should she stay?"
 
Haleigh faced Morgan, nodding. She was more than ready to go... she felt a distinct sense of duty to help Alycia and Sharon... for while Haleigh struggled to maintain a dislike of Alycia [but was finding she was developing a professional respect for her], Haleigh ginuinely liked and respected Sharon Kelly... for she was a good senator and was making a lot of headway in political circles to help mutants.

As the fire ring surrounded the group it definitely got Haleigh's attention, and she assumed Jasmine, stubborn and proud as she was, was attempting to continue forcing her presence on the group. Haleigh'd had quite enough of that kind of childish behavior, and NOW, after trying to disengage Jasmine several times over the last 24 hours, Haleigh accepted the challenge and finally entered into direct conflict with Jasmine. Haleigh drew a Walther P22 from her hip and turned around, locking onto Jasmine with fierce, angry eyes. She was just about to command Jasmine to stand down when Blaze came around the corner and into Haleigh's field of vision. Haleigh kept her weapon trained on the corporeal Jasmine but found herself unable to tear her eyes away from the image of Blaze.

Haleigh's eyes went wide with surprise and then narrowed with skepticism, and internally, shut her emotions and her pain away defensively, for she hadn't the strength to deal with this possibly at the moment. Her face went stoic but her eyes had a slight look of resentment that burned stronger the longer Blaze talked. Blaze adresses Haleigh directly but Haleigh remained silent and poised.... the longer Blaze speaks and the closer she gets[as she comes over to touch Morgan] the more Hlaeigh feels that this is NOT a trick... and that it truly is Blaze... but still...something Blaze has said is sticking to Haleigh painfully... even though it is likely not MEANT to be abrasive, Blaze mentioning not being able to return because of the Soul Sword rubs Haleigh entirely the wrong way. Haleigh holsters her firearm and turns to Morgan. She is unsure of how the sorceress is taking this, because Morgan is being so quiet... her voice is soft and comforting, trying to coax Morgan into sitting down.

"Morgan? Are you okay? Would you like to have a seat?"

She asks, a metal framed chair sliding across the floor and stopping right behind Morgan. "Here... sit, and just breathe." She offers. Haleigh momentarily considers sitting down herself... but she looks to Alexis, who is the first to verbally react, and then focuses back on Blaze.

Though unsure WHERE it is coming from, Haleigh feels a churning anger swelling up inside her like a gulf coast storm, its fine winding tendrils snaking around her heart and causing her chest cavity to tighten, and as Blazes finishes explaining that she can't return a SECOND time, Haleigh snaps.

"BLAZE, STOP!!"

She demands, her voice thundering at a near stereophonic growl. Why she is suddenly so protective of Morgan she will not explain... but she is concerned that Morgan will succumb to the same cumbersome and crippling guilt that Haleigh is struggling with... and that could mean Morgan becoming nearly immpossible to revive in time to help Alycia and Sharon... because Haleigh knows all too well how suppressing and suffocating the remorse over causing Blaze's death is...and she also knows Morgan must feel it tenfold.

"Damn it Blaze... not ONE of us here is confused as to HOW you died or WHY we can't get you back... so STOP rubbing Morgan's face in it... or I'll STRANGLE Jasmine right here before your eyes... and I can assure you NOBODY in this room will blink and YOU will be powerless to stop me!"

Haleigh pronounced, bristled with the familiar abominable guile that made her so hated amongst the group at first. Silence falls over the group, and then Haleigh mentally pulls a desk chair over for herself and sinks into it, her face in her hands, visibly ashamed of the depths she sunk to so easily. Her voice is gentle and apologetic when she speaks again.

"I'm sorry... you know I love you and would never do anything to hurt you... but you must THINK of the effect your words will have upon us ALL... for your death is still a wound raw in all our hearts."

Haleigh sat up, leaning back in her chair and approaching what Blaze had said about the alignment with tact and reasoning. "No... I don't think that would suffice. To be truthful everyone... I would rather Jasmine be here, with us.... We are still lacking in number and Jasmine is a better candidate than ANYONE we have tried thus far... sure she has a dark past... but WHICH of us here has NOT? Let them without sin cast the first stone, right? I have done a great MANY things I am not proud of... but if anyone here is the postergirl for reform it is me.... I think we should at LEAST give her a chance.... if Blaze is mistaken... and the gir-- Jasmine.... TURNS on us... we will ALL know what to do with her.... As a matter of fact... she has ALREADY shown ME that she wishes to reform herself... she has already relinquished possession of the XS deed to me... I intended to PERSONALLY deliver it to Alycia this afternoon." Haleigh settled her attention on Blaze.

"I can't speak for the rest of the group.... however.... If what you say is true... and she will LISTEN to my advice and heed my warnings when they may come... then I will look after her and help her assimilate to the Six.... everything takes time... and I can't build her relationships FOR her... but as I was doing BEFORE... I will help her in the right direction."
 
anguish

<< Morgan raised up in anger....but BLAZE'S voice and appearence caused her to fall back...her mind cried out for her mother AND Ororo...someone who could just step in and STOP the reoccuring cycle of guilt, shame and anguish that blighted her heart.>>

Mother....Ororo.....please...give me the strength!


<< As Blazed reached up to Morgan's face.... Morgan placed her own hand over her heart...as her icy violet eyes began to well up with tears . she closed her eyes tightly as she began to tremble with grief...and THAT was slowly giving way...to RAGE>>

<< thunder rumbled and rolled slowly in the air and seemed to build as winds whistled faintly in the air>>

Blaze.... I'll never be able to forgive myself for what happened to you during the Inferno....not a day goes by that I, WE do not grieve for you and the loss of your life.

<< Burying her face in her hands.....her voice was monotoned but it betrayed strain. if anyone there knew anything about ther sorceress....it was that if she felt trapped or overwhelmed...she would SNAP and they had seen just how CATASTROPHIC that could be.>>


why....is this happening NOW?

<< she continues to tremble...as the winds seem to increase in strength>>
why is it....that I have to be REMINDED of how much of a MONSTER I am?


My friends....they NEED me. and yet here i am....BLIGHTED by this WOMAN << pointing at Jasmine>>

who is related to me through a TECHNICALITY!

<< thunder cracks in the sky as Morgan abruptly stands up.........her facial features are darker, betraying a more evil glint in her eyes>>

Jasmine Klein, if you value your life...do NOT interfere in my attempts to rescue Sharon Kelly and Alycia Barnett....I may be a monster in human form, but that doesnt change the fact that there are people who need me to save them NOW....

<<shaking her head....>>

Blaze, what happened to you.....has NOTHING to do with HER and I cant deal with this now. The idea of HER being in my home, and thinking she deserves MY consideration after what she's done.. its JUST TOO MUCH!


<< Morgan flings her hands up and with another blast of thunder, a stepping disc snaps open encompassing the sorceress about her waist in in the blink of an eye she's gone....leaving the faint sound of chimes in the air. it was clear that Morgan fled the scene because she felt herself losing controll. She DESPISED Jasmine but at the moment Alycia and Sharon were her paramount concern. She'd deal with personal/"family" issues later.....if there WAS a "later". it was now up to Haleigh to get the rest of the team to the cell. there was no telling where Morgan would be, once inside the cell...but just when things seemed like they might be at their most uncertain, the team would find themselves getting an unexpected break in this caper>>
 
** The more Blaze spoke the harder it was for the entire group not just herself. Luckily for Jasmine the wintery mutant didn't have to see these more emotional changes throughout the group. It was better if Jasmine didn't seem them, without her present the group could place their guard down and that's what Blaze hoped for. To get through to this uncanny group once and for all. She became startled when Haleigh rose her voice to the fiery mutant who had accidentally hit a nerve. A look of regret washed along Blaze's saddened eyes as she swallowed the large lump in her throat. It pained the mutant to see her friends and she knew it pained them MUCH more. Dropping eye contact she nodded to acknowledge she understood. **

Blaze: "I'm sorry Hal's I didn't mean to...pick old healing scabs I'm just trying to explain why I'm here so everyone comprehends this. But please your hostility is understandable but I ask you re -- direct it elsewhere. You still struggle with the more vulnerable emotions which is why your lashing out as Jasmine. What you do to her is not my affair but I WILL protect her any means necessary, its who I am and you know this."

** Blaze watched Haleigh comfort Morgan and suddenly white hot jealousy struck into her form. She was jealous Haleigh was comforting her sister rather than herself. A heavy pill to swallow but Blaze felt secure with her dear friend protecting her sister. It was comical though how highly those two clashed. As Haleigh apologized Blaze slide her green eyes back onto her she was grateful to hear she'd stick by Jasmine and offer her the help she so desperately needed. **

Blaze: "Thank you Haleigh...I've always respected your judgment even if we might not always agreed."

** Blaze turned to see Morgan who had been oddly quiet throughout all of this voice her emotion, concern, and her rage in one swift motion which caused Blaze to flinch, a sign of the aftermath of the destruction of her death. She watched Morgan leave in a hurry as her heart felt as though it was ripped apart. Blaze struggled to remain in control of them but it utterly pained her to watch her sister depart. A look of hurt swelled in Blaze's eyes as she choked on her own tears. Her eyes flashing that same yellow tint Jasmine encountered earlier, a sign of highly charged emotion.

"This team has decided based on two team leaders, Jasmine will stay and I will not require any other votes." Sucking in a breath she waved her hands as Jasmine returned in another blinding flash of light. Blaze walked right up to her twin absolutely fearless of the wintery mutant. Her voice sounding more upset than she intended. **

Blaze: "You fuck this up one bit and I'll make sure your stuck in Hades for eternity! If you even provoke this team I'll know of it! And trust me Jassy if I find this I'll make sure your life is utterly hell, are we clear?"

** Jasmine nodded as the twins were face to face. Blaze stepped back with a nod, she slightly begrudged Jasmine to work with the Six rather than Blaze. But it was Blaze's nature to sacrifice herself for others. **

Blaze: "Follow Haleigh and the rest of the team. I warn you...this is MY family and I'm very protective of them. Treat them kindly."

** Blaze could be fierce when she wanted to be, which is why she respected and loved Haleigh. Fox nodded to the team, her mind focused on Morgan and her self torment. Blaze yearned to take that awful feeling away but it was out of her hands. As Jasmine stared at Blaze she could see why this team loved and adorned her fiery passion. Blaze turned as the air currents twisted and manipulated to her free will she was transported back to another plane of existence, leaving the Six and Jasmine. **

** Jasmine was oddly quiet as she kept her distance from the team. She didn't want to provoke this team, especially not Morgan but she wasn't here. She looked around for the blonde but shrugged it off. A stranger among a crowd of people Jasmine forced herself closer. Her eyes moved onto Haleigh who pulled a weapon on her earlier but there was no grudge given from Jasmine's part. She shrugged it off and instead she began to feel that ice return to her heart. Particles of ice forming around her body as her eyes disappeared to reveal silver orbs. She prepared herself for battle with these people. Her silvery eyes scanning the city as usual, Frost was ready to prove her worth starting now. But she wondered if she'd see Blaze again or not. **
 
Zach leaned against a wall, quietly watching the unfolding events. He remembered Blaze: they'd met back when Haleigh was bringing Blaze into her company, but he could tell now was NOT the time to catch up. The small handheld 'pda' type gadget in his pocket vibrated, and he took it out and looked at the alert... He didnt say anything, though it was good news... he just looked up and towards Haleigh and waited for a good time.

"Morgan..." Haleigh said softly, trying in earnest to calm the sorceress before she was lost... but there was nothing Haleigh could do.... and as Morgan disappeared, Haleigh rubbed her eyes with one hand and muttered a slew of swears halfheartedly. She looked back up at Blaze as she brought Jasmine back and spoke with her. Haleigh wished Blaze's 'visit' could've been on more pleasant terms... and as the mutant began to leave, Haleigh interrupted her, and softly offered the sentiment she'd felt continuously since learning of Blaze's death.

"Blaze? I CAN speak for the group when I say... We Love you... and we miss you.... and we'll keep you with us in our hearts, always... and that goes doubly for me."

She said, smiling gently as Blaze nodded and disappeared. Haleigh turned solemn attention to Jasmine. Her tone was firm and serious. "Your Sister has negotiated your way into our cartel... but be warned... your stead here is SHAKY at best... so ill offer a suggestion or two... keep your head down and do as you are told... and watch our backs.... and perhaps we will ALL make it out of this ordeal alive... and your intrepidity will be proven... and the others will become more accustomed to the idea of you."

Haleigh glanced round at the group... without Morgan or Alison, they were just four... Haleigh herself, Cameron, Alexis and the newly joined Delilah... and then there was, as Alycia had put it, Haleigh's 'ward', Jasmine... and Haleigh knew the burden of rallying the team and getting them to The Cell fell on her shoulders. As her eyes settled on Zach, he stood up straight and headed towards her, and she knew instantly he had some [hopefully good] news to break to her. He knelt by the right side of her chair and showed her his handheld, and her face slightly brightened.

Zach:"We have a fix on Ms. Kelly and Ms. Barnett again... they are being held-- underground-- beneath an abandoned warehouse just outside city limits. Kelly's vitals are good but this spike indicates she's just experienced slight pain... Barnett is not doing so well, see her quickened heartrate and respiratory increase? and these intermittant spikes suggest she's being tortured...."

"And Morgan?"

"Negative... you know when she teleports like that it disrupts our systems.... takes us a while to recalibrate to her signal."

"Alright... get me my usual equipment... then you can help the locals-- and the feds-- make sense of this morning."

Zach nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek before fading from view... and Haleigh turned and addressed the group.

"Thank GOD I had Sharon and Alycia 'chipped' last night while they slept... its a microscopic 'skin deep' new develpoment that is really becoming priceless... with tracking and vital reporting capabilities... its just awesome." She stood, taking a deep breath. "We need to suit up.... Zach will be returning with the tech I usually wear.... and its custom fitting so if any of you would like a suit-- or gear... help yourselves.... we must be quick about this... hopefully Morgan has gone to the cell to get a head start and NOT just gone AWOL. Delilah, can you orchestrate a light-speed transport for the lot of us?"
 
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[ Delilah stared at the space Blaze had just occupied. As Haleigh spoke to her, she snapped back to reality. Quickly wiping the tears from her eyes, she turned to the others. ]

"Uh...yeah. Shouldn't be a problem. Whenever you're ready."

[ She was worried though - Blaze's presence had not been beneficial for Morgan's state of mind. She hoped that Morgan wouldn't do anything stupid. And where was Alison? ]

"I could use something to wear though."

[ She looked down at the tattered remnants of her suit. Haleigh was right: their first priority had to be Alycia and Sharon. ]
 
** Haunting silvery eyes carefully observed all the members of the Six. So Blaze was a sore wound for all of them? Hmmm, why didn't she think of that sooner to take down Morgan. Shrugging it off she'd attempt to repent for her ways but that was like hoping a ferocious wolf wouldn't hunt. As the team spoke their good -- byes, Frost turned to her forearm as a small keypad had appeared on her wintery skin. Quickly tapping an access code and a voice sample she breathed deeply **

"Jasmine Fielding, Operative number 050072."

** As she spoke her name a slightly shift in the air currents as a small vapid air vortex formed in mid air, parting the snow like curtains. As her eyes glowed brightly a tall dark haired beauty with intense penetrating brown eyes walked forth. Her long chocolate locks braided tightly but her business suit gave an inside closer look to who Jasmine was. As the woman gained ground she carried a suit in her arms. Her pouty lips glossy and full as her sunglasses masked the eyes Jas knew well. **

"Frost, I've acquired the suit you've instructed. It'll enable you to boost your power by triple and also allow you a total of twenty-four hours without tiring. Its temperature sensitive but I built a rubber insulation inside to protect you from fires and electricity."

** Jasmine's smile only gave a more devilish smirk revealing those dimples on each cheek. Nodding to her comrade respectfully she took the suit from her. Violet turned to see the other members of the team, "that the Six?" Jasmine nodded, "yes." Violet smirked with a perked brow, "they're kinda tiny." Jasmine gave a small laugh shaking her head, walking Violet back to the Vortex. Violet was merely a clone of Angelina Jolie. She was a special prototype that enabled celebrities to take bits and pieces of her. Members of the Six only saw about 25% of Jasmine, but soon they'd see more. **

"How is Emily?"

Violet: "She's good but she misses her mommy. She asks about you...she's only four now..."

** Jasmine looked down with regret. Reaching out to Violet she gave her friend a tight hug, "please...keep my daughter safe. You know the risks of that information leaking." Violet pulled back, "I'll continue to guard her with my life." Jasmine forced a smile, it was natural for a mother to worry. Another added fact the Six didn't know Jasmine was a mother of a beautiful little girl. Turning away Violet slipped through the vortex as Frost's chocolate locks flew around. Pressing the suit to her body it automatically molded to her body type as she placed the black leather gloves on. Her suit was more form fitting with a belt attached for small gadgets. Lastly was her head gear which enabled her to see in complete darkness and behind her. Placing a small earbud inside her ear it allowed her to hear Haleigh and the other members perfectly. Dark form fitting shades appeared to cover her eyes. Walking forward she hurried her steps as her boots pelted into the snow. Her suit was a midnight blue compared to the leather suits the Six usually wore. **

"That lair is like a labyrinth of tunnels Haleigh. Almost getting lost in a gigantic cornfield. His goons cover every corner and I'm guessing the room where the two ladies are kept is pressure sensitized. Pipeline is smooth and precise. Alexis will no doubt be the key with her power over electricity."

** Jasmine never met Pipeline but she knew of him and his line of work. She respected him for how cunning his skill was. And obviously he snatched the Senator and the Lawyer right out from under the Six. Her green eyes studying Haleigh from behind her dark shades. Usually Jasmine didn't offer helpful tidbits but they were going to need all the information they could get if they wanted to rescue these two. Jasmine pondered if she actually WANTED to, these two women did plan on frying her. But there was that irony of glory to look smug when they saw Jasmine with the Six. Perhaps saving the two wasn't so bad after all. **
 
across town....

<< Spellbinder flies through the evening sky, high above and unnoticed by anyone or anything but the boldest of birds that she streaks past. the look on her face is that of grim intent as she finally lands on the roof of a building diagnal from The warehouse that is "the cell". the evening breeze picked up a bit as Morgan stood, surverying the dark , remote area on the outskirts of the city. Morgan was now wearing a black leather, figure flattering contouring body suit with a designed "slash" across the chest to reveal cleavage. along with high heeled boots and gloves, along a low slung double belt arond the waist that featured a white lightning bolt shapped buckle. a black leather chocker along with a mini cape w/white interior and black exterior. the design of the costume was inspired by the costumes worn by the character "Barbarella" from the sexy sci fi movie of the same name. her hair was down, flowing in loose curls as the wind blew.>>

<< crouching down, Morgan detected magick within and around the building. clearly they had some mages on the premesis but none of them would likely be a match for Morgan. They hadnt encounted any magick users in mystech that rivaled the power of Imagiomg or even Kelly King.>>

the best way to bring the bugs to the surface is to shake up the nest.

<< Morgan glared with contempt as she stood up and raised her hands. chimes sound off as halos of red energy formed around her hands....and soon, the halos sparkled as thunder crashed. at that moment....basketball sized orbs of glowing red energy began to charge from all sides and different altitudes and angles towards the warehouse. the orbs crash and explode with a glowing effect on contact...rattling old abandonned cars and smaller buildings near by, battering the structure with the concussive force of DARK MAGICK. the explosions hit hard and echo in the air....even MorningStar and Black Widow would be able to detect the sounds of this attack>>

<< the orbs continue to strike in a continuous succession an energy field is protecting the physical integrity of the building but it will not last long against an attack of this magnitude.>>

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Inside the cell

<< alarms sound and black guards and other agents of Mystech rush to their stations to attempt to identify the attacker and defend the building. one human guard in in a para military style garb rushes to the controll room where a sadistic Commander Riley is man handling Sharon Kelly...he too is startled by the sudden jarring impact of Spellbinder's attacks and looks up angrily at the screen as he throws Sharon to the floor>>

mystech agent: Commander Riley.....<< the young man bursts in>> the building is under attack....by DARK MAGICK.

Commander Riley: <<speaking with a rather deep tone>>

so...the WITCH has decided to make a move....

<< looking at the many monitors, he cannot gain a visual on Morgan herself outside anywhere>>

but she's not on any screen. she's probably cloaked herself with a spell and there's no telling where the rest of the six are.

<< kicking Sharon in the stomach, Riley steps over her>>

Take Ms. Kelly down to the dungeon to join Ms. Barnett. We'll kill them and release Master Mold before abandonning this building. Have Pipeline began to evacuate ALL data and materials of value including essential personnell. ill assemble a welcoming committee that witch and her allies.

<< the guard drags a bruised and bloodied sharon out of the room while Riley suits up...taking a plasma cannon and summoning a select company of fighters to face The Six>>
 
in the dungeon

:: Alycia fell to the floor...holding wrapping her arms around her stomach as she shivered and sweat dripped from her brow. she exhaled, still shaken by the the brutality visited on her....her lip was busted, her eye blackened and she had been jolted painfully with electricity. But during the process, Alycia had fought back more than once, remaining defiant, refusing to cooperate with questioning, even cursing and spitting at her captors and making flippant remarks. the guards were slightly amused by the toughness and resiliency of this woman but their efforts to break her were increasing in intensity and cruelty and her body's resolve was giving way. she coughed as she tried to get up::

Guard: man look at her. she doesnt give up even when she's been beaten. this is worse than trying to train a dog.


Alycia: ::breathing heavily:: aww, whats the matter? your job of being a lacky prooving to be too complex and difficult for you? you guys are all the same...always confusing your energy batons...with your private parts...

:: she tried to laugh but her rib cage was cracked in several places and she winced. but the guards ego was bruised by her remark and he hit her across the face with his baton...causing her to fall down::

Guard: stupid bitch. thats why you're gonna die tonight and no one's going to enjoy hearing you scream more than we are.
 
:: Cameron seemed to be taken back by the whole situation. He had seen Jasmine help him take care of the Army Eyes and the other countless drones that had been sent to destroy them and now Blaze Fielding was standing right in front of them. It was a convincing story. But Cameron knew better. Some of the illusions he used to create when he maintained his telepathic abilities seemed completely real to the people who were seeing them. He just still didn't trust her. It was something in her eyes. They were cold and not lively and full of passion like her twin sister. As Morgan took off and the rest of them made a plan, Prophet decided to take a chance and talk to Haleigh about something. He grabbed her by the arm. ::

"Haleigh... I need to speak with you...privately..."

:: Taking her into the kitchen nearby he began to tell her what he knew about the entire situation. If Clandestine Intelligence and Omega-4 pooled their resources they could most likely dispose of Pipeline as quickly as possible ::

"Okay.. what I am about to tell you can never leave this room. In fact turn off all of your coms.."

:: He waited for her to go radio silent before he continued. ::

"Apparantely the United States Government is well aware of the threat that Mystech poses to the world. So much so in fact that they set up a Black Ops division known as Omega-4 that strictly deals with acts of mutant and magick terrorism. Omega-4 has known about the prophecy of the Six for years before we did. In fact there were six Omega-4 operatives assigned to watch over us and to make sure we took the right steps in meeting each other. Like you receiving the information that made you attempt to blackmail her, like me wanting to use Illustra to commercialize the Parthenon.. That Tempo Magazine became partners with Illustra. They were all people close to us.. Mine was Vivica and though she won't tell me who the others are because of strict confidentiality, she broke many codes telling me this and if anyone found out she would be dead..."

:: He wanted to give her time to process the information but he had to continue. ::

"Omega-4 works differently than the actual CIA. They still answer to them but they make their own rules. They know alot about Pipeline and have resources that even Clandestine doesn't have.. you need to pool your resources. Join forces and get all we can on Pipeline.. see if your Op Techs can fathom some kind of device to disrupt his power or hone in on his DNA signature.. He would not have been selected to kill those close to Morgan without his own considerable firepower.. I know it's a lot to take in, but are you willing to do it?"
 
Back at the cell...

<< Morgan's spell played out..having battered the building, knocked out primary power and shaken loose many fixtures and settings inside on the main floors, many of the drones, black guards and other MysTech personnell were now disorientated, agitated and scrambling into defense mode. Spellbinder emerged via stepping disc inside the warehouse on the main floor out in the open area of what used to be a large storage facility.>>

<< in an icy voice>>: greetings gentleman. I'm spellbinder, a demon sorceress and i've come to kill you all.

<< Morgan seemed to be rather unabashed in her blood thirsty overture as she began by flinging her fists out at either side horizontally...smashing the helmets of the blackguards on either side of the door. she began to walk forward....shoving another guard with such force to send him spawling across the floor as if he weighed nothing. another guard attempted to rush her from behind, she caught him by the neck and pulled him over her shoulder...snapping the neck as she swung him around and hurled him into two more guards coming from the side.>>
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<< from the control room, Rick Riley could see that this woman was handling these "black guards" and some REAL LIVE male mystech agents with ridiculous ease as she humiliated them and killed them one by one. >>


Rick Riley: the sorceress is moving through the pawns rather brutally. it appears she is lacking the restraint that it was said she aquired following the inferno event. the look in her eyes suggests she's on the verge. a pity she is working AGAINST mystech...

<< speaking through a private com link, Riley attempted to riley the troops>>

you're letting one woman handle you all like helpless bowling pins. you have access to the most cutting edge fire power and technology the world has seen! stop being weak and DEAL WITH THE WITCH!

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<< as morgan made her way through the factory area, she was met by hostile fire. laser blasts from black guards who operated cannons on levels above, while troops on her level were coming out in pattern formation, weilding energy batons and cannons, firing volleys of blasts.>>

oh. now you want to get brave? well thats fine. << Morgan smirks>> MorningStar would have more fun with these lasers, but since she's not here yet, I have my own way of dealing with them....

<< taking some evasive maneuvers, Morgan dodges and side steps a few blasts, remaining fast on her feet.....as she back pedals from an oncoming formation of troops, she extends her hand and a stepping disc opens a few inches in front of her out stretched hand vertically and acts as a sort of shield as it "catches" a volley of blasts. with the speed of thought...a disc opens BEHIND Morgan at the same orientation and the laser blasts come through the disc and annihilate the guards approaching from behind.>>

<< as their screams and sounds of battle fill the air...Morgan gestures and ignites magick, summoning large, sparkling silver eldritch fire balls from the four corners of the massive warehouse main floor. the roar of the mystic flames is heard as the fire balls charge madly at various groups of guards and cannons around the area....blasting, radiating and incinerating their targets.>>

<< knowing that time is short and knowing that more guards will continue to come, Morgan takes to the air, preparing to unleash a wind attack to clear the area. when the others DID arrive, they'd see the aftermath of this attack....the damage to the outside of the building, the dead bodies and destroyed "black guards" all over the place...the scorch marks and melted slag from the destroyed weapons>>


<< the rest of the six were now ready to arrive at the cell. Haleigh would be able to assess the situation and pick up on what had recently occurred with her equipment and data devices. the team would decide how best to proceed...and hopefully catch up with Spellbinder before she went too far.>>
 
** Crossing her arms across her amble chest, Frost was beginning to lose her cool with how much time was wasted with these people. Her grandmother could probably move faster. She was eager to follow Spellbinder but that would be a death wish and like Blaze instructed she had to follow protocol, did she? There had to be a weakness in some way to bend the rules just a bit? Stretching her muscles out to prepare for battle her winter green eyes followed Cameron. Now, wasn't he a stunningly handsome man? It entertained the mutant how Haleigh looked at him, Frost saw right THROUGH it. Shaking her head she saw Prophet escort his friend inside. **

** A devilish smirk ran across Jasmine's lips as she gently touched her dark sunglasses that flashed various vision moods until she could clearly see Black Widow and Prophet. This new form of technology was far BEYOND Haleigh's. And best of all, Frost didn't have to be in the same room to view this either. While the communications were down she was skillfully able to read lips. Uh - oh, so much for private conversation. Reading Cameron's lips, Jasmine cocked a brow. Well, wasn't he so secretive all of a sudden. The rest of the team should know this as well. But just this hidden information gave her goosebumps, it was her little secret and none of these people could override her top of the line technology. **

** Observing the information Cameron told her, Jasmine's eyes began to wander down his muscular body. He reminded her of someone she once loved, Michael. She was half tempted to see what he wore under those clothes. Her technology was capable and why should a man take advantage of that when women could equally abuse it. But Jasmine felt that annoying voice in the back of her head. Damn conscious! Instead she watched the scene play out, reading Haleigh's lips when she spoke. Weren't they so cozy? This team was dysfunctional. You had the blood thirsty bitch, the alcoholic, the drone or soldier girl, the by the book chick, the meat head. She stopped when she remembered Alison and those cobalt eyes. Yes, where was she? Helping Spellbinder? Her eyes still watching Cam and Hal in private as her thoughts drifted to Guardian. Jasmine wouldn't blame the seer if she suddenly decided to go 'pop' and disappear. Clearly her brother watched one too many X - Files episodes and Haleigh, well she was what Morgan labeled her a female Rambo mix with James Bond. At times she acted like a robot, was she? That would be a new revelation having a robot on the team. **

** Lifting her dark shades up to rest on her forehead she turned her eyes onto Delilah. "Looks like you'll get that suit someday." She stepped closer to the cop knowing the other woman was detesting her presence. "I can offer you a suit." Usually Jasmine didn't offer but the cop did put her ass on the line for the mutant. She breathed in a small breath of air, "I know just the thought of myself on your team disgusts you but you did risk your badge for me. I figure I owe you, which I'm not thrilled about because who you are. You'll always be the cop even on this team and I'll always be the villain. My point is, while Haleigh is away I'll offer you my assistance."

** Entering her pin code, a vortex opened and a tall looking gentlemen appeared. His lean body and that chiseled jaw looked identical to Ewan McGregor. He walked up to Jasmine, "this one's bulletproof, highly resist to plasma cannons, heat resist, and it comes equip with various gadgets." Frost nodded, "what else?" He turned to lock eyes with Delilah, "electrical resist, form contouring, it basically boosts Morningstar's power by triple if she so requires it." Frost thanked him as her friend vanished into the vortex. Jasmine handed the suit to her, "if you want it, take it. If you don't then that's fine too but somehow I doubt you enjoy the shredded look." She lifted a small portion of the torn suit up by her fingertips with a frown. "Your call." She locked eyes with Delilah. **
 
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[ Delilah narrowed her eyes. She wasn't about to be bought off with an outfit, or fooled by this apparent attempt by Jasmine at friendship. She resisted the urge to laugh at the ridiculousness of the show: the vortex, the Ewan McGregor lookalike, the high-tech more-than-necessary suit.

She paused. Delilah didn't trust Jasmine, that was certain. But would she seriously try to do her harm at this juncture? And they needed to get moving, that was sure - each second of hesitation was killing Alycia and Sharon.

She grabbed the suit from Jasmine, and slipped into it, pressing it to her body as Frost had done, flexing her hands as the suit molded to her body. She had to admit, it was nice to be out of her tattered clothing...and she was a little excited to see what the suit could do.

She closed her eyes, raising her hands with fingers spread close to her face. A soft hum could be heard as strands of light emanated from MorningStar's fingers and swirled in front of her, growing larger and larger until it resembled a tunnel. When she was finished, she opened her eyes and lowered her hands. She called towards where Cameron and Haleigh had retreated, using her control over sound to ensure that they could hear her. ]

"Prophet, Black Widow. Bus is leaving, kids."
 
:: Alexis watched as Cameron pulled Haleigh aside into a private conversation. Raising a brow, Alexis turned back to Delilah and Jasmine, who were standing afar. Gripping her hands into fists, she still hated the idea of working with the both of them...atleast she could tolerate Delilah; Jasmine on the other hand was a different story. Walking past them, Alexis folded her arms along her chest and stood with her back to the group. Inhaling a deep breath, she stretched her neck back closing her eyes. Overhearing Delilah and Jasmine's mini convo, Alexis turned her head and looked over her shoulder to the both of them. ::

"We need to get going, now."

:: Finally turning her body, the blonde took a stride forward; her healed boots making a soft clicking sound. Looking past the two woman to Cameron and Haleigh once again, whatever they were talking about seemed important, and it irked her that they were being so secretive. Nevertheless, Alexis turned her attention back to Delilah and Jasmine. ::

"Morgan's most likely already attacked where Alycia and Sharon are being held. She can obviously hold her own for the time being, but we need to get to her ASAP."

:: Watching as Delilah agreed with her, Alexis took a step forward, gaping the distance between the two blondes. Looking to Cameron and Haleigh once again, Alexis cocked a brow. ::

"Let's go Starsky and Hutch."
 
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** As Delilah hesitated with the suit, Jasmine remained stoic at first. However when Morningstar wore it she fought an urge to smirk. She sensed the discomfort in the cop but she didn't say any sort of remark. She kept her thoughts to herself but this situation was fantastic. Here was her one true enemy and she offered her help even though she knew Star detested it. Jasmine knew how proud and independent Delilah was plus her friendship with Blaze. She knew it haunted the cop to see her yet she felt pleasure from that same pain. Twisted wasn't it? Out of everyone on this team Jasmine was one of the three darker souls with Morgan and Haleigh ahead of her. Light little clicks sounded in her eardrum indicating Shockwave. Ah yes that spunky blonde with intense blue eyes. She seemed somewhat aloof but why? Jasmine was curious of her she knew this was the woman her sister shamelessly flirted with. What was so grand about her? Frost didn't see it but hey everyone had their own tastes. **

** Walking a few steps behind Morningstar and Shockwave she frowned from the scent of perfume. Who on earth would wear that in battle. She disregarded Del and immediately knew it was Alexis. Was the woman trying to seduce the enemy or cover up foul body odor. Jasmine was amused by her own thoughts as she lightly smiled but knew the last guess was wrong. All these members were prissy except for Morningstar, she seemed normal and somewhat down to earth. Glancing over her shoulder she saw no sign of Cameron or Haleigh. They wouldn't be copulating would they? No, another provocative thought she guessed. Keeping in step with the other two women Frost kept her thoughts to herself as Morningstar expertly waved her hands into the air. Well, the girl's a big o'l strobe light, bet she's fun around parties. Jasmine waited for Black Widow and Prophet to appear while the three women waited for them. Tick tock, Jasmine began to visualize what the Senator looked like and that obnoxious lawyer. If it were her call she'd stitch their pretty little mouths shut. Jasmine turned to the two blondes with a curious look. **

"Are they always so secretive? I thought this was a team where your all kept up to date instead of left in the dark. But then again - I'm new here."

** Jasmine was half tempted to tell these ladies but of course they would be skeptical especially Delilah so she reframed from leaking the "top secret" information. One day would come when it would prove worthy, but for now she'd keep it secure. Everyone's got that one character you absolutely Love, to hate, Jasmine Fielding is it! **
 
Haleigh checked her watch as she awaited Zach's return.... and as she looked down at it, Cameron took her by the arm and began dragging her off into the next room. Haleigh gave him an astonished look... WHY was he so eager to talk to her all of a sudden? It had to be the first time they'd directly spoken since BEFORE Nervous.... Haleigh yanked her arm from his touch as soon as the door swung closed behind them... she stared at him, unable to muster a glare.... she was upset with how distant he'd been... but she was more hurt than angry and found difficulty in understanding his behavior now, and so she kept quiet as he began to speak. She leaned against a counter and pulled out a pen and clicked it, setting on the counter next to her, and gestured for him to continue. The pen jammed any listening devices as well as her transmitting comms. She crossed her arms and gave him a stern look that silently said 'Well??'

She narrowed her eyes as he spoke.... she somehow knew he was telling the truth... but at the same time... she didn't want to believe him.... she didn't want to believe that someone close to her was a double agent... whether they were 'watching over' her or not... she didn't like the idea of being watched... and furthermore.... she was affronted when he suggested that this group might have MORE resources than Clandestine.... and the idea that HE knew before she did.... she didn't like it at all... she revolted the idea... but didnt shoot him down outright... instead, she sidestepped him with something that was more bothersome, to her, with a slightly abrasive comment.

"WHY are you even telling me this, You don't TRUST me, REMEMBER?? How can you STAND THERE, and act like everything between us is FINE? How?? There was SO MUCH between us... but ever since before Nervous you've not spoken to me.... yet here you are... talking to me like nothing's wrong BUT IT IS! EVERYTHING'S wrong between us, can't you see that? You know what..." She says, unfolding her arms and waving one dismissively, standing up and taking her pen from the counter as she started for the door. "I can't do this with you... not now.... not now. She stopped, just as she was about to brush past him. She looked up at him, locking eyes, and sighed. They were standing only a few centimeters apart and it was a good thing, too.... because Haleigh's voice had dropped considerably in volume, and was now just above a whisper, and it seemed as though she was having trouble getting the words out at all.

"If... I hurt you... that's not what I wanted."

She held eye contact for a few seconds more until Morningstar's voice sounded through the walls, prompting them to hurry. Haleigh brushed past Cameron and reached out to the door, resting her hand on the knob as she turned around, placing her back to the wall that separated her and Cameron from the rest of the team [and subsequently placing her back to Jasmine, thus unknowingly preventing Jasmine from being able to read her lips as she spoke again].

"You know... I think it comical how you act like I am such a treacherous snake... yet here you are, witholding some rather IMPORTANT information from us... I mean sure, you just told me... but in SECRECY... how long are you planning on keeping this from them? Don't YOU think they deserve to know they're being 'watched'? Look.... if you want to enlist Omega-4's help, I wont stop you... but I think its only fair to consider that if Vivica has been lying to you all this time.... she COULD very well be manipulating you now.... perhaps Omega-4 is NOT what she says it is...perhaps they are the next group to try to take us down... do you REALLY want to be the one with the burden of making that kind of evaluation, when ALL our LIVES hang in the balance?? I know a good deal about Pipeline as well... I've seen the file MYSTECH has been keeping on him... and I have a prototype weapon that can JAM telephone hardlines and ethernet lines... the type of transportation he uses... and without the ability to move so freely... it should be a lot easier to pin him down. DNA locking is easy... I can do it myself.... if you want to ask for Omega-4's assistance... i don't care, do as you wish... but i want NO PART in your UNDERHANDED WHEELING AND DEALING... and I want that to be VERY clear."

Haleigh clicks her pen off and pulls the door open, leaving the room with haste, as she sees Zach appear. Jasmine is all the way across the room, but Haleigh can still hear her question to Delilah and Alexis. She begins taking off her 'civilian' clothes as she crosses the room and Zach takes out her track-suit style battle gear.

"NO, we aren't...anymore.... in FACT... that's the first time he's directly spoken to me in WEEKS."

She quickly pulls on her battle tech and opens a metal case, looking for the weapon she told Cameron about. She pockets it and stands, walking over to the group after giving Zach a parting kiss. She looked at Jasmine, a quizzical look entering her eyes, though her face remained blank. Jasmine seemed different than the girl that Haleigh had taken in last night... the girl who had slept so peacefully while recovering from injury.... but Haleigh said nothing...
 
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