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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 6, 2015 23:26:26 GMT -5
“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland --- This was long overdue. This meeting. They had been operating as usual without the need of a true sit down. Cereza had been handling a lot of operations lately. Everything had been flourishing like it had been for the past few years. Wonderland. Wonderland despite being around for about three to four years was known yet unknown. Seen yet unseen. Wonderland operated from the shadows and they were very good at it. Wonderland was almost like a myth. People believed and yet many didn't. That made them dangerous and they loved it. They reveled in it. One didn't see them coming. So many were unaware of how many events Wonderland was truly a part of. A gang in their own right but a gang that took 'contracts' every once in awhile. Contracts that were beneficial in their eyes of course. They had dirt on a lot of people, more than most would imagine. No one knew the faces of the named members. Any interaction they were hidden behind mask there voices altered.
--- Tonight Cereza known as The White Rabbit, the main leader of the merry pact of misfits had called a meeting of the named leaders. Herself, The Red Queen and The Red King were the top dogs but The White Rabbit reigned supreme over all. The hierarchy wasn't exactly what one would think. Why should the White Rabbit be leading? Well naturally a reason being is the theory of the white rabbit is that it leads individuals. But how does one get to Wonderland? How did Alice get to Wonderland that is? She had to fall through the rabbit hole. Therefore it was the White Rabbit's domain that Wonderland resided in. The rabbit holds the keys. Without the rabbit's permission granting the keys there would be no entrance. In other words Cereza held a hell of a lot of power. Ever since she took over two years ago a lot of alterations happened.
--- Once anyone made it to the located and traveled down those named hand a key that unlocked a door that led to a maze that after all this time they could walk blindfolded. Once through they were able to enter Wonderland. It seemed like an underground building with a grand hall. Bright and full of life. Cereza had already made her way through and past the grand hall heading towards a particular meeting room for the leaders, the 'named'. Without the key there was no entrance from start to finish. The doorknob was obviously reminiscent of the one from the book. A little difference is that the mechanism inside adapted to everyone's individual key. This, the keys and mazes were ideas from Cereza fully implemented. Inside the room was fairly simple meeting room minus that the chairs seemed to resemble thrones with each's emblems of some kind on them. Grey orbs gazed about the room for a moment eyeing the folders she left on the table from before as preparation for this meeting. Everyone had received a text. So she propped herself on top the table facing the door. Her white fedora sitting on her head but her hair was out other than tucked in. She held a file in her hand looking over some things while she waited for the core to file in.
~Hmm, we have another slot to fill now. Eventually~
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 7, 2015 0:32:32 GMT -5
A meeting....now of all times. Mayhem was not amused. No tonight he was not Mayhem in his mind, but 'The Red King'. Now one would wonder, why such a man as 'The Red King' had become a member of Wonderland. It was all about the timing, boredom and most of all the past. It came out of that which he had revealed to Cereza a while ago now. A year in prison, after a betrayal most felt. Years of legitimate life after that time, built upon his hidden ill gotten gains. Then the as the boredom of life, was finally about to kill him. Wonderland appeared, like a hole needing to be filled and he fell down the rabbit hole.
BUT what did 'The Red King' get out of the deal, what could he have needed. He had it all accept that his life had lacked fun. He gained information, on old acquaintance. The players of old, where they had ended up, what could be held above them. Those that would follow him back into the old life willingly, and those who would have been 'convinced'. The players of old were his, and his games could once again begin, and it was all thanks to Wonderland and the White Rabbit that had let him in.
'The Red King' put his phone away, and looked over to one of the walls of his office. Standing 'The Red King' walked over to the wall, a finger sliding down an unseeable crack, which popped away with a certain touch. 'The Red King' opened the hidden Rosewood case inside, and with a gentle hand pulled out the large stylised key. The embedded red ruby shining in the light, that caught it. Place into a pocket of his jacket, 'The Red King' returned to his desk, and press a button.
"Cancel all my appointment for the day. Game day"
'The Red King' ordered, game day being a code for Jack and Rooke if they asked where he was, heading over to a set of metallic doors in the corner of the office. He took the private elevator down to the car park. 'The Red King' leaped into the most discreet of his metallic steeds, and drove away.
'The Red King' drove around the houses, all the lanes and ways. Before his car pulled into a very specific alley. Stepping out of the car, 'The Red King' would approach a section of wall that wouldn't even look like a door, however it was. The indentation in a specific half brick. 'The Red King' pulled out the key and the wall was pulled open, half bricks were what was attached to the door to conceal it.
'The Red King' would close his eyes, it was not the lightest down here any way, and he found it better to let muscle memory do the work for him. As 'The Red King' navigated the maze, he was please and not so pleased at the same time. Some of the member of Wonderland he would be more then happy to see. Others not so much, and for good and bad reason. It was awkward. 'The Red King' would reach the end of the maze, reach out at what he knew was in his mind, a slightly childish doorknob. Still without opening his eye, and would once more use his key and step inside with a door swinging flair.
"Merry Unshindig everyone, the king is no longer sleeping today."
He would call into the room, and anyone else who was there. Seeing Cereza waiting for them. He would simply nod at her with a smile. Not sure who exactly to act round her right now. Maybe they would get chance to talk at this little tea party.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 7, 2015 1:21:05 GMT -5
--- Fiddle fiddle fiddle. She would with the folder opened in her hands. A hand being placed closed to her lips with her thumb pressing against it a little. Minor things needed to going over. She needed a sit rep from the others on any operations they were personally handling that was still on behalf of Wonderland. She hoped the 'Red King' would show himself tonight. He had been absent for some time and that was slightly problematic. Well not really because she was more than capable of handling things. If she wasn't would she really be The White Rabbit. Hell on a technical sense she held a second title mostly deemed by Ecko. 'The White Queen'. It had been starting to catch on people using either or but Cereza preferred her original title for reasons of meaning.
--- Sure enough there was a tea set in the middle of the long table. Truthfully saying the room looked normal was really that it just looked normal by Wonderland standards. Their meeting room was reminiscent of The Hatter's tea party, again minus the chairs. There was a decadent spread fully of sweets as usual across. Cereza looked elegant as usual but with a little more business class. Well mafia class if one thought about it. The White Rabbit heard the door unlocking and swinging open, it was one of three people walking through that door. The Red Queen, the Cheshire or the Red King. Well guess who it was? Cereza was the only one in the room currently still as he strolled himself in and only gave her a smile and nod? What kind of greeting was that? That was weird.
"Merry unbirthday, he who graces with his presence tonight."
--- She would say as their proper greeting. Sure something happened between them about a few nights ago but see for Cereza it was already buried. She was back to herself at this point. It was almost like it never happened. Well no not like the 'act' didn't happen but everything that transpired after, no. She couldn't or wouldn't let her effect her. This is what she normally did. This is what she had been doing for a long time. That was a problem cause when someone bottled things the way she did they were bound to explode and it would never be pretty. For now she smiled at him closing the folder and placing it on her lap as she still remained half sitting on the table. Those infamous grey'z staring at him with a playful nature.
"That's it? Feeling ill or something?"
--- Nonchalantly she opened her arms with a face saying 'where's my hug?'. Funny the tables turned on that one.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 7, 2015 1:40:04 GMT -5
Only Cereza, wow and he thought the others would be quicker then that. At her words, 'The Red King' would march forward over to her. He was off his normal form due to the other night. It seemed Cereza handled herself much better after the fact. He did not. Seriously he had given stuff up, and she had not. Even so he would ignore it.
"Or something."
He would say. Damn he wish that Rooke was here right now. They had spoken after the event of the other night. What his old friend had said did not please him. Not one bit. He would have to fight. He was failing, because treating her differently only proved that did effect him.
"Where is everyone else? Me getting here first, is odd."
'The Red King' pointed out grabbing a biscuit of a plate from the table and biting into it. Occupying his mouth was a good move. 'The Red King' would only take off a small bite before, swallowing and talking once more.
"Almost like I got the first heads up."
He doubt that was the fact, but it could be. Or it could be that the others were simply busy. Seriously he would take anyone turning up right now, even Six some how crashing this party as well. That wasn't going to happen even if it could however. Monsieur De Tour had informed him that the Riverside Skulls had been attack, by Mr. A of all things. Just another thing to occupy his mind.
"I mean where is Val, she would normally try and be here to welcome me."
'The Red King' said, and it was odd. 'The Red Queen' as an annoyance in some ways, but the fact she wasn't there was odd to him. Maybe it was because he had been busy with other plans and not around. No matter, either way, 'The Red King' asking after the queen instead of say the crazy 'Cheshire Cat' was curious. 'The Red King' would continue to dine on the biscuit.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 7, 2015 2:20:24 GMT -5
"Ouch."
--- Being standoffish to her of all people? Really now. Ignoring her call to a embrace? How interesting. Her arms lowered resting on her lap as she watched him with careful eyes. Something was off with him. Had something finally effected the infamous 'Red King'? Well what could that have been? Maybe it could be said Cereza was playing them or maybe she was just really proficient by now to push everything away and go on. Her trailed him as he completely blew her off and went for a biscuit on the table. Her brow rose with interest into what was bugging him. There was time before the others arrived and made it through the maze and then through the grand hall and back to the particular room they were in.
"I tend to agree with that statement. But then again I knew you would be late more than likely so I told you a time so you'd be here on time. Shockingly you're about twenty minutes early."
--- Now he didn't get a message before the rest she just got a different time to unsure you would be there. Her head tilted just watching so curiously at him. Suddenly he asked about Valentina or Val or better yet the Red Queen. Val and Cereza weren't individuals that saw eye to eye. Val hated Cereza and her hatred was seriously strong. Val had a thing for The Red King and as much as she tried she never got very far. Oh the fist that would fly if she knew what happened between them. Actually that made Cereza smirk a little inside and out. She could just see the rage in Val boil to a point where they would come to blows again, and Val would be shut down once more. Yet as she looked at him it was like she was Val. That was something he'd do to her not Cereza. So fine fuck it. She slid off the table and came over to him sliding herself under his arm to get in front of him and give him a hug and kiss on the cheek unless he pushed her away which she would find odd. But if he allowed her to embrace and give him a peck on the cheek she'd move herself away walking over to her throne of a chair plopping on the arm rest.
"Excuse me princess. I'm sorry I'm not enough of a grand welcome. The nerve. If you want Val I can contact her to say you're here. I'm sure she'll make it in no time flat then I can give you two a little privacy before we start. Lord knows she's been dying to see you. I'm sure she'll drop her panties real quick. Sounds like a plan?"
--- She took out her phone that was strictly for Wonderland but made no message just held it looking at him. Wow Cereza had a mouth on her tonight. That sass was on a full tank. Not that she wasn't sarcastic or full of sass speaking her mind. There was no anger or jealousy, despite the words feeling like there was, truthfully Cereza really didn't care for Val. Val could kiss on Damien all she waited and Cereza would continue about her day. Her entire speech was filled with a playful sarcasm. Those capturing grey's looked at him waiting cause she really would shoot a message.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 7, 2015 2:40:00 GMT -5
'The Red King's eyes would snap shut for a moment before they would open once more. Okay maybe he was asking for it, mentioning Val. However his plan of distance, that Rooke had suggested would crumble. How did Cereza know how to get under his skin so well. It was kind of scary. 'The Red King' would arm would snap out, grabbing a hand, and pulling up up and off the table. His other arm wrapping around her in a hug, he had been trying to deny her.
"If I wanted her, I would have done so ages ago."
He would say in her ear. However he would force himself to end the hug, before his loss of control risk, her a loss of control as well. That would not be a good idea.
"Well if we have 20 minutes, I have something to say."
'The Red King' would sigh and then take a deep breath inwards before he got to talking.
"I know you don't want to tell me things. I can't make and wouldn't try to force the issue. However I'm always going to want to know. Because I care Reza. I've know you longer then most of the rest. Got on with you better then them as well. I respect you keeping things to yourself, but I'll just say whatever the past is. If it comes back, and risks hurting you again. Then it will meet me."
Would she care, for his admission of caring. Would she respect his statement of respect. Would she understand, that he was trying to sound more like a protector and not demanding. He had tried since the other night, to deal with certain urges, and failed. If not for the lack of time and the possible early arrival of the others. 'The Red King' may have given in to trying again, and had a feeling his failure he would be not depended on him, but on her if he tried.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 7, 2015 19:46:21 GMT -5
--- Cereza had a way of getting under a lot of people's skins sometimes without even trying as evident here. She wasn't attempting to do anything of the sort but it seemed like she had. Really? Damien 'Mayhem' Caine? She got under his skin of all people? Well give the girl a trophy. The achievement was far too great for a simple gold star. He came over and grabbed her hand pulling her up embracing he, speaking in her ear. Why did he feel the need to say that? Cereza wasn't being serious, well other than the fact that Val would show quicker and probably drop her panties for him if he asked. But why did he make it seem like she really meant anything by it. He was being odd even by Wonderland standards.
"Mm kay."
--- Was her response as he pulled away sighing stating he had something to say to her. Fine she would grace him with respect to listen. The beginning was about her not tell him things. She didn't tell a lot of people things, it was her choice, her prerogative. But as he continued he mentioned caring about her. Ok well she heard it from Saul, her uncle too. Hearing it from Damien was interesting. Intriguing and if she was in a different state of mind soul shocking. Silent she remained listening attentively to his words. When he said he had something to say to her she hadn't expected it to be something like this. Something sounding like a little portion of a romance novel. Was he really sort of bearing his soul to her? A few nights ago he shared a story with her one that seemed to pain him and yet all she did was leave. She didn't void her promise of giving him an answer it just wasn't 'the' answer he was looking for. She wasn't the type sharing her story to others at least not in the most truthful of manners.
--- Mars and Harley were two people apart of Wonderland that Cereza had considered actual friends. That was saying a lot for her. She knew a lot of people, got along with a long of people but they didn't hold that friendship title. To her they were acquaintances and as such they meant quiet little to her outside of being partially beneficial and everyone wears out their uses eventually. So what was Damien to her? Friend or acquaintance? That was the question wasn't it? Could Cereza deny that Damien didn't have his uses to her? Cause he sure did. His affiliation was extremely beneficial but was that it? Was he just a tool like others? Expendable? They did get along well. She did know him first before the rest of Wonderland but that was minimal through Saul at first. The Bandersnatch suggested Damien's involvement and The White Rabbit Cereza agreed. Since then it had been fun and favorable. Something did catch her attention more, the fact that he respected her choice. That was a big thing. He could've pushed and pulled but he wasn't now.
--- How was she going to respond to him now? Probably not what he possibly wanted from her, or hoped for. Surely he wanted her to open to him but she wasn't. That was something that took a lot or a good couple of drinks over her limit and the right company with the right questions. Yet even so she could completely shut down all the same. Everything with her deep down inside just turned into complete anger. Damien needed to understand the complexity that was Cereza. Whatever was going on with him suddenly Cereza wasn't going to be the one to truly understand. She wasn't going to be the one to hold his hand. She was more fucked in the head then anyone knew. She wasn't a good person though there was someone who would argue that point. Angel thought there was a good person underneath. The entire time she stood in front of her her grey's never casting away from his unless he found himself unable to stare at his then she'd just be staring at his face. Her control was perfectly fine right now. Her head tilted a little with a chuckle and smile.
"Why so serious Damien? Curiosity killed the cat you know, though I think Ecko is an exception to that theory no?"
--- Really? This was the route she took? Some could consider it mocking. Wouldn't be the first time. She continued placing her hands on either side of his waist like it was purely nothing. Her gaze never shifted.
"So you're trying to take The Knave's place too? That's a step down from Kingship. Thought you like being on top?"
--- That was her playful notion of him sounding like he wanted to be her knight. She chuckled again leaning her behind on the table which was directly behind her. Her hands still at his waist. Interesting shouldn't he be the one in that positioning? Really how could she just be like that? No doubt it might've been frustrating to him.
"Heh, you had me thinking you had something really important to tell me. Like you were leaving Wonderland or something.. I'm a big girl fully capable of taking care of myself. I'm not some delicate rose. I'm the hammer not the nail..I don't know what more you want to know. What you have isn't enough? Would you like me to spin you a bedtime story filled with magic and wonder? Princesses and princes?"
--- Her smile or rather smirk never dropped as she pulled him closer if he allowed. In the past there was a time where she was absent from well over a month. She had given full control to Damien in her absence, despite yes he and The Red Queen are leaders as well Cereza was top dog.. It was still earlier on in their 'getting along', about two years ago give or take. If he ever would take the time probably not now, but in the future if he still wondered what she wasn't telling, maybe he could place that with the possibility of a time frame. Cereza wasn't one to get sick easily. During that time no one saw her, not Mars, not Harley, not her uncle. She communicated little at first then it grew and then she was back. But no way he would think about that now. It would be on his own time that it would make sense for the revelation to come. At least he would have that.
"Val would be jealous to hear you say any of that you know?"
--- Smiling as she held him by his waist to her in her slightly sitting position had he not decided to move from her the entire time. Essentially her legs would be between his, as she would lean to give him a kiss on the corner of his lips unless otherwise. She really acted like nothing happened. At all.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 7, 2015 22:28:11 GMT -5
"I'm no cat for curious to kill. No knave, no knight but a man who would command them in there duty. I am no prince, and you're are no princess. No soft rose to be swayed by words alone, it seems as you say. But not one to bow to demands either. If questions go unanswered and demands go unmet. Then it is simply a matter of finding them myself if I have to."
'The Red King' would say, and he already had plans forming in her mind in how to do so. She may have never told anyone what she was hiding. However that didn't mean that there weren't those who had seen the way she had acted in certain situation. The barman, the knave, or the hatter. Hmm, maybe even those students she did, and he planned to toy with. Someone would have seen the clues, seen some sort of sign, and all he needed was something she could be confronted with. She was no nail, she claimed. Then he would that something, that hand that held the hammer. However her next comment would cause him to raise his voice slightly.
"Do you think I give a damn what the Red Queen thinks?"
He would say aloud. They would apparently have time to talk, it wasn't like the women in question was going to walk in on them. For her sake, she better hope not. He was getting slightly anger, however he wouldn't have broken the connect she had made, in fact he would let his hands move to hold take control of her hands and move them slightly. Holding them where he choose, instead of letting her control the contact. He just wished, that for once she would actually rise to his words. Emotions of any kind revealed, gave away much more then a person intended.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 8, 2015 3:01:24 GMT -5
**ETA Red Queen next post**
--- Well he had one thing write she wasn't a princess, she was a queen. Anything less was insulting no? Well it would be if she thought that way. No matter how she looked or how she acted Cereza didn't think that highly of herself. That was Valentina's game. Cereza didn't place herself on that kind of a pedestal though others have and she let them naturally.
"Someone's grown a little poetic."
--- She said nonchalantly. Not something she really expected from him. She heard him loud and clear. She didn't get why he was being so pushy about it. Now if she said nothing he was going to go digging? Really? She rolled her eyes at the notion. Why couldn't he leave it alone? She really wasn't worried because no one knew. Since no one knew there was nothing anyone could tell. He would be literally looking for an needle in a hay stack. There was no information to be found unless he came across West and company. Or anyone else involved. Maybe there was a risk. But what questions would he ask? Actually thinking about it maybe she was a little annoyed that he would technically go against her like that.
--- It wasn't really against her per say but was he really going to do this? She was being causal about it before it started sinking in slowly but surely. Then his anger snapped her back. Cereza was merely joking like she normally did concerning Val but it seemed Damien was not having it tonight. He was angry with her. How could he not be? Cereza could be very frustrating at times. That was the problem with wanting something from her. You had to know you weren't going to get it more than likely. Perking her brow she also looked down at how he held her hands and then back up to him. With a smile she'd pull herself up to stand before him and leaned to kiss his lips with a peck. If he wanted more he'd have to grab her back in for it.
"You're so testy tonight..Not getting enough fun lately? You're also a bit pushy too. You're wasting your time my king."
--- The last part regardless it meant nothing felt like it might've meant something. She never said it before.
"You're so stubborn sometimes..Don't you have better things to do like, ooo I don't know, something entertaining?"
--- She said with a playful wink attempting to slide away from between him and the table. No real reason just to tired of being in one spot for too long. Not doing anything.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 8, 2015 3:19:21 GMT -5
'The Red King' was indeed as Cereza knew stubborn. He however had limits. He had come today with plans of being distant. To not letthe other night effect him, as it seemed right now it hadn't effected her. However it seemed that every word and action she made was fighting against that in some way. Was it something she knew she was doing, or by accident. It didn't matter it was breaking his stubbornness in some ways and was only pushing it higher in others.
Her mention of his seemingly poetic words, went unnoticed. He hadn't even been trying to be so. While the brief kiss, of course, did get noticed. He would fight back the urge in every way he could not grab her roughly and deepen it. However at her words that followed some hit home hard. Maybe it was frustration, at not going all the way with his normal fooling around.
"You think this is testy? You want entertainment?"
He would grow and as she tried to slide away. He would push her back into the table instead. Reaching down he would kiss her, not deeply but deeper then hers had been. Before trying to back off.
"Well this time, it's Mayhem before pleasure."
'The Red King' would snatch a plate from the table. Spinning and throwing at one of the walls. He needed an outlet right now, she was getting to him. Why so much he didn't know. He had to do something impulsive. Some random destruction, would be the only other thing impulsive that jumped to mind. While the other would also be on the table, sitting or kinda leaning right in next to him.
The plate and food broken, was probably not that cheap. He might get in trouble for it, well as much as anyone could get him into. However 'The Red King' would not stop till stopped. Another plate would hit a wall, then one was thrown into 'The Bandersnatch's chair. Then 'The Red Queen's. Then he would go for some kind of dessert, a tart, dig finger at it, and lick. Before also throwing that into the Red Queen's chair.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 8, 2015 18:43:11 GMT -5
--- Cereza often knew what she was doing. She liked pressing people's buttons once she found the ones to push. Was she purposely trying to push his buttons? Possibly. Did she truly know what buttons to push with him? Well she knew how much he enjoyed being entertained and hated to be bored. It seemed to be a theme with those within Wonderland. Trying to slip away carelessly didn't seem to work as he pushed her so her bottom hit the table and kissed her deeper than her peck. Pulling away he made some sort of declaration and The White Rabbit watched with a perk brow as he picked up a plate and threw it at the wall. Well they did break things at the Mad Hatter's tea party so it was so far fetched to get a little crazy right?
--- No she didn't stop him at first. The plates really weren't so expensive. Well no they were but Cereza had stolen them so it wasn't like it came out of pocket. No pocketing hurting there. Then again she had more than enough to replace if she wanted so still no hurting pockets. Someone seemed frustrated and need to let a little temper tantrum out so she did. Then he started targeting the Bandersnatch's chair and then Red Queen. The White Rabbit didn't care about Val's chair truthfully but those thrones were expensive so she stepped up grabbing his hand before he threw another at The Red Queen's chair.
"Oook mister feisty pants."
**Enter the Red Queen**
--- Just as Cereza grabbed his arm the door opened a familiar figure walking through. Was she not cold? No of course not. It was The Red Queen Valentina.
"Merry un- Damien?"
--- The Red Queen lock hunger hazel eyes on The Red King not noticing the damage for all she saw was him. Typical. Cereza meant it when she said she was sure that Val would drop her panties the moment Damien asked. Just look at the look in her eyes. Seduction set in her gaze as she grinned slowly walking over, swaying her hips to and fro. Her heels clicking on the floor. Cereza had let go of Damien's wrist and rolled her eyes playfully. Val was always turned down no matter how he flirted back at times and yet still she was thirsting for a taste.
"It's been too long, baby. My king. "
--- It sounded like a purr the way she said king, and Cereza just smirked leaning on the table glancing at the Red Queen's now dirty throne.
~Fitting~
---Before back up as Val stopped a little in front of Damien with that grin of hers. No one could deny Val was attractive that was true, but Cereza was interested in seeing what was going to happen here after his outburst. Also how all over him she would soon be.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 8, 2015 19:12:25 GMT -5
Mayhem would turn to face the 'The Red Queen' as his armed was grabbed and she entered. He refused to the be truly 'The Red King' In his mind while she was present. That was exactly what she wanted, the king. He was not her king, and she was not his queen. Sometimes Mayhem really found the names of wonderland stupid. Not that Mayhem could talk. Some of the old player's names well they had been stupid as well.
"Valentina."
Mayhem would say, title unused the fall name she was possibly, they were criminals after all, born with. He only shortened the names of people he liked to there face. Either they got a full name, or a stupid nickname if he didn't like them
However knowing that he no longer had a chance to really let loose. Or talk to Cereza either now that the women was her. Mayhem would simply let the plate drop to the ground and head to his throne out of all of them.
Mayhem would collapse into the thing with thud, before lounging on it as ease. He expected that the others would soon be arriving. He also knew that he was going to have to put up with the Red Queen, while he was already annoyed.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 8, 2015 23:02:18 GMT -5
--- Cereza watched the exchange noting his frustration. There was a part of her that was wondering why he seemed so frustrated. He was off that was for sure. Coldly he said her name and naturally Cereza smiled. He walked past her to his throne behind her, his back would be to the pair of women. The White Rabbit's chair was at the head naturally and The Red King's to it's right, the Red Queen to it's left. Val kept her demeanor until she looked at Cereza, coldly speaking and Cereza would respond in kind.
"Cereza."
"Valentina."
"The fuck did you do to my chair?"
"Redirect your question to your king, as you say."
--- Val looked at her then past her to where Damien sat. Of course because Damien did it she wasn't going to bitch. She immediately figured just like Cereza was thinking she was going to sit with Damien. Well if he allowed. Cereza moved out the way as the door opened again and Val went to Damien. Meanwhile The Hatter walked in, Harleen or Harley as they all called her. This was one of Cereza's friends, and by friend she actually had that title other than acquaintance like most.
"Merry unbirthday..Hm is that?"
"Shocking no?"
"Somewhat. I see Val wasting no time. Why is it a mess? What did he do?"
"Hmm needed to entertain himself. You're throne is fine."
"For his sake."
**Meanwhile**
--- When Harley came in Val had already made her way to Damien sitting on the arm rest of his throne and leaning over a bit. Her chest obviously in perfect view. By no means necessary was Val not attractive but she just didn't get the hint. Or maybe she did and she didn't care. Damien could sleep with her for whatever reason he choose and she wouldn't give a damn so long as she got what she wanted. She was the worse but she got things down. No matter no one could deny Val that right. Her hand didn't rub on his leg like usually but just was placed on his thigh. Something different from Val as she actually spoke with a real comforting tone. Maybe she was trying a slightly different approach.
"You seem frustrated, Damien. Pissed at the world. You know I can help with that if you let me. I get the job done no matter what."
--- All the while Harley and Cereza were having a minor conversation, Harley's icy gaze locked onto the pair. The head of the throne was a little taller than the one sitting in it so certainly she couldn't see Val's head or really much of anything other than the rest of Val's body on the arm rest. Harley just didn't like her either.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 9, 2015 0:35:46 GMT -5
Mayhem would not be surprised when Val followed. It was who she was. Mayhem didn't understand why she seemed so obsessed with him. That she pursued him so much. It reminded him of a movie he had seen recently, 'Dark Shadows' so that made him the vampire, and what Val the witch. Not to unsurprising with how much she tried. Even with her varied method he would try to at first just brush her off. However she was more persistent then that. He mind still angry, still needing something impulsive to do. Val had lined herself right up in his paths. Her actions and persistence were only making him more angry, and at himself. Normally resisting the Red Queen would be a simple task for him. However he was pent up and she was as always acting so, god damn willing. Mayhem hand would fire up and grab her head, while his other would grab her hand on his thigh and pull it away so that it would instead rest at his side. Mayhem would pull Val into a deep kiss that last a couple seconds, picking her up and over the arm of the throne to placer on her lap. The beastly kiss would be short, before Mayhem pushed her lips away from his. "Now shut up and sit still."
Mayhem would growl at Val. A fire in his eyes looking at her and telling her should do as he asked without question, if she not only want to have chance to get what she wanted, but even possibly live to trying. The entire time, he knew that the others were there but did nothing. "Maybe if you're good I will stay for awhile after the meeting."Mayhem would then say, trying to encourage her by carrot and not just stick to do as he ordered.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 9, 2015 14:05:39 GMT -5
--- The White Rabbit and the Hatter picked the perfect moment to start walking over to the table and respectable thrones as a scene unfolded between the two most unlikely people. Val despite her ways could see the growing nature of Damien's anger. She herself wondered where it was coming from yet all the same all she wanted to do was help relief his stress. And we all know what way she was meaning. When Val wanted something it was very hard to stop her. When she had her eyes set on a goal she was more than persistent. He pulled her face in roughly and Val practically fell in his lap. Cereza and Harley nearing to actually catch the display. Both young girls on either side gave a stare, Val actually a little surprised but more than welcomed it. She easily wanted more. He growled at her and Harley perked her brow. Cereza remained completely neutral taking her seat as Val sat on his lap. Harley stared with that stoic expression as Val cooed.
"I prefer naughty but-."
"No one wants to hear it Val. His lap isn't your chair."
"Careful whom you speak to Hatter."
"You know I don't care Red Queen.. Why don't you sit on your throne it looks fitting for you for once."
"Testing me is-"
"No testing me is not wise."
--- Val snapped her head towards Cereza as Harley took her seat next to Damien. Harley knew Cereza wasn't talking to her. Val glared and Damien could feel her body tensing. Cereza opened the file in front of her not entertaining the look yet spoke something that would cause a perk in Harley. Those icy eyes widening briefly before returning normal. Val would get completely cut off before she could speak.
"So why don't you do what he asked so you can enjoy my seconds later."
--- Harley literally sat in disbelief at what she heard. Her face was stoic once more the initial shock actually took her. Damien could've taken that as Cereza's omission that she was aware of there intimate encounter. How could she deny what they had done? She couldn't but it was everything else she could and probably would. Her tone was so causal it was hard to determine was she annoyed or was it otherwise. Sure she knew Val wouldn't believe it and Cereza didn't care. She meant it every word.
--Did they? No. They joke around but..Cereza wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. Not the way she said it. There are plenty of ways to piss off Val.. Heh seems like we're overdue for a little girl chatter. When the hell did that happen? Robbing the cradle Damien are we?--
--- Val literally was speechless her head turned between the man she sat on and the teenager she loathed before her. Val wasn't trying to believe it. She mumbled under her breath 'bullshit' and leaned more on Damien her arm coming to rest behind his neck he could use it as a cushion. Cereza continued looking down at the file as Harley picked up the one before her and looked as well.
"Everyone else should be arriving soon, Ecko will be late so we won't be waiting on her."
--- Cereza seemed so business suddenly. Little cold but hey she was boss lady!
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