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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 Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 9, 2015 15:14:34 GMT -5
As the Queen spoke from his lap, it quickly turning into a argument. Mayhem would just turn his head to the side, he had no desire to pay attention to Harley and Val going at it at each other with words. Harley would take no shit, and neither would Val. It occured to Mayhem that Wonderland was made up of some many strong personalties. Some egotistical, other violence, with others been crazy. It was quite amusing really. As the conversation was breaking down and Mayhem looked around, the door to the area would open once more. Mayhem mood would lift slightly, as the man who entered would be the member he had know longer then any others of Wonderland. It had been around a couple years ago. When 'The Bandersnatch' had come to him with the offer. Mayhem had never know about Wonderland before then, but he had known Gage, for some time before that. It would have been then he met Cereza and not to long after he was part of the 'Family' Gage would enter the room, eyes scanning the place with almost analytical sense. Seeing everyone who was present already and making not of where they were. It was surprising to see Mayhem let the Red Queen sit on his lap but he didn't see any reason to speck up about. Maybe he would ask, his old friend some time later after the meeting. Maybe he would just wait for if Mayhem wanted to, either way. Gage's timing was impeccable. As he would have entered in time to hear Cereza's snap at Val. Gage would give Mayhem the briefest of questioning looks, before heading towards his seat. Mayhem however would have been shaken back to the world by the comment. He had not expected her to flaunt what happened in front of someone else. Especially someone like Val. Was she upset by his display or did she just not care. Even so Mayhem would give burst of a laugh and smirk at Cereza. If Val read that as and admission of fact, of amusement at a lie, he didn't care. Instead Mayhem would turn to look at Gage. As the silent man, pushed the broken stuff off his see in a slightly over the top action but a cool aura about him. "Yo Gage."
Mayhem would lift a arm in a unmoving wave. Gage would simply look back nod and then gesture to the smashed crockery he had pushed to the ground, causing Mayhem to give a apologetic smile. Gage would know that he was so the cause even if he tried to dismiss it. Turning back to look over the Queen on his lap and too Cereza he would speak once more. Switching into serious mood himself. Cutting off as best he could the anger. "Cereza's right though. Already 5 of us here can't be that much longer."Mayhem would agree with Cereza, as was common on official matters, as did manner others. In fact it was something that had always annoyed the Red Queen. Val did not like Cereza in the slightest. Mayhem however didn't care. He just wanted to get this damn meeting over and done with already. "Agreed."'The Bandersnatch' Finally spoke. --- (Self note - Banders colour hex code 603311)
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Post by Marcelis on Feb 9, 2015 16:39:29 GMT -5
“Well, I guess this was due time. Heh.”
**It would only take two words to start him up like this. Good thing he made no plans; nor did any jobs came in to him. He just got out of the shower, still dripping wet wiping away the mirror in the bathroom. Since being in wonderland, there haven’t been a time where he didn’t wonder about his position. He was as young as Cereza but she was running the whole show. And him… He was the Knave, well the proper title would the Jack. Like the face card in normal playing cards, he was behind the kings and queens but that was fitting, he was man that sat back and observe, listen and played his cards right when it was needed. Of course in the swing of things he had the tools and skills to get out of any jam. A “Jack of all trades” able to be whatever and be where ever his skills were needed. It was a fitting title, but strange as he was given the opportunity to prove himself worthy. Wonderland… is a what you would call a mythical beast, written down, or spread by word of mouth of its tales and connections in history. Of course it was made that way… In secret, in the shadows where it is most scary. A boogieman, or a scary story you would tell your children at night, to beware and never cross them. Any that have done, or may do… that would be a unfortunate folly for you.
**Two words, and you remember who you connected to, and that is the scary part. Marcelis knew being IN wonderland was much better position than being against them. His alarm went off on his laptop as he got a small hit of news clippings. The Riot gang was a force in this city, a formidable force and they need to be bought into attention. That is something that may be questioned up later of course. But to bring up the meeting, it felt…Wrong. Like something has happened that needed to be bought at attention. Well, texts don’t actually portray feelings so he just chalked it up as a run by to see where we all are. He was out of town for a bit, business of course, that was the only way he was able to afford an apartment in the first place. But that is something for another time of course… He did wonder if that deal would rear its ugly head at any point. Russians do have a bad temper, all of them really, even cute teachers. Fully dried, he walked over to the laptop and pulled out the plug to the outlet. Closing it forced it to sleep as he grabbed the clothes from his bed and stared to dress. He mind started to wonder he got out into the living room, cutting everything off. What was he suppose to do? He was the Knave and his position was clear, he had his ‘little birds’ when they was useful. But he was running around in the dark. But that is what they do… that what the family is about… In the dark. Maybe he will find what to do once he gets there.
**Leaving the apartment, he made all preparations. Leaving on the route he always knew, he followed it like a code. The footsteps were all the same, from even the last time he went. But even though he went this route, no one would know where he was going. He purposely did cuts, turns, even stopped a few times at a store front. He didn’t leave anything to chance, having his family’s home found through his foolishness would be… cataclysmic. Beyond that, he pretty much put himself into a grave and bury himself within it. At least he would have choice then. Approaching the desired spot, he approached a door, his door. The door to enter down the rabbit hole. Of course he went through this a bunch of times, but for each time, he feels the same thing. As he pulls out HIS key, he stares it and bounces the key in his hand for a bit before putting it in. Oh, that feeling that was mentioned before. It was the feeling of ownership, a title that held weight. Taking in maze, this was the only time where he was technically alone. Weird that he enjoyed that… but he is a weird guy. Finally getting out of the way, he had a straight shot getting there. He would wonder who was there before him. Reaching the door, he opened it casually, entering and shutting the door behind him. He noticed the bodies, all that were familiar as he walked up. He had a simple attire, the torso was a black peacoat with black shades over his eyes, over his dark blue turtle neck. At the legs, grey slacks with black dress shoes. He had his hands in the coat's pockets, speaking up as casually as passing wind.
“Seems like I was not the last one… Merry unbirthday to-- The hell?” **He stared on to see the display as the noticed a couple of things. One, Cereza looked at least ten years older, and still hot. Two, his secret crush was there, the red queen, Valentina. Well he knew how much Cereza didn't like her, and the same on the Red Queen's side. But it didn't stop him from wanting her, well to say wanting her would be just lust talking. He didn't value her anymore than an object of sexual desire... But in those cases, that can be only enough sometimes. Point three was that she was on his lap... The King's lap. That's weird, he never really fancied her in ANY way, maybe her constant persisting payed off... Or maybe because both the Queen and the Bandersnatch's thrones were dirty? He chucked getting closer to his chair as he spoke.
"Seems like some one started the party. Let me guess, was it you King, destructive as always?" **That was a process of elimination due to as Cereza did hate her, but she would dirty JUST her chair, not the Bandersnatch's just to hide it. She wouldn't give a damn. Hatter is crazy in her own right but she didn't care for things like. She would just attacked her if she didn't like. Harley and the Bandersnatch are on good terms... as least he thinks. The Queen wouldn't dirty her own chair just to sit with the king... Would she? And the Bandersnatch? He barely does an action that would deem wasteful. Even talking. So, the only jerk in the room would be the prime candidate, no?
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 9, 2015 23:02:59 GMT -5
--- Indeed there were many strong personalities in Wonderland yet somehow they still all worked together. As Cereza usually put it a merry little band of misfits. Ecko called them a dysfunctional family. Either way they had gotten the jobs done. Val looked at Damien when he laughed. She was wondering if it was true or it was a lie. When Cereza said it she had already chalked it up to bullshit and now he made her question it just a little. Still Val refused to believe it. She didn't think no matter how much she saw them joke at Damien would go all the way with how young Cereza was. Val just didn't peg him for that. A player at best but not targeting with some seriousness jail bait. Val kept her silence on the manner choosing not to care as Gage entered the room. Her eyes trailed to him before turning away with a greeting. Her eyes rolled at Cereza's boss tone. Val never accepted Cereza's place. When Gage walked to his chair tossing the mess off, Harley's icy blue slowly raised from the folder to look at him. She said nothing while he exchanged glances with Damien. Even if Damien denied Cereza had looked up to him smiled and flicked her eyes towards him as the culprit anyways.
"Merry unbirthday Gage."
--- Harley said simply just as Mars, The Knave walked in. Cereza looked over to Mars seeing him trying to be as stylish as she was. Him and his Herbal Essence hair. Val looked as he came around the table, usually she would be sitting next to him if her throne wasn't a mess and unlike Gage she had no intention of cleaning it. Val smiled leaning her back on Damien's chest.
"Evening Marcelis."
--- Cereza was fairly quiet as the door opened twice more. The first allowing Tweedledee; Terra in. Again opening right behind her to allow her younger brother Tweedledum; Nico in. Never let the names fool you for they were a force to be reckoned with especially when they worked together. Their bound was endless. They smiled like the happy two they were and sat in their chairs. Terra looked around and blinked at Val sitting on Damien. It seemed to be the grand attraction of the room. Terra's chair was by Mars as Nico's was next to her and Gage.
"Considering it's usually clean when you're not around Red King, I needn't ask. Heh glad to see you arisen from your slumber! You look like you haven't aged."
--- Terra joked a little. Three seats were empty. Ecko's who was going to be late, the Jabberwocky who's seat would remain empty until they found a replacement and Abselom. Abselom, essentially the Caterpillar but the name deriving from the movie as it just felt better. Cereza looked around and situated herself in her chair.
"Like I stated before the rest of you arrived Ecko will be late and we will not wait for her."
"Abselom, Terry isn't here."
"He won't be coming anymore."
--- Harley spoke calmly as she laid the folder she was looking at open. She already knew about this. If the others opened there's they would see pictures of a murder scene. Terry's bloody broken body laying on the crushed hood of a car. He was shot multiple times before falling off a roof. Terra looked up wondering what Harley meant before opening the folder before her. Val leaned and picked up the one that would be in front of Damien and held it open.
"Well damn. He was supposed to be the smart one."
"Abselom, Terry was murdered a few nights ago."
--- Cereza spoke looking at each person in the room.
"I don't see it as any connection to Wonderland currently but possibly something personal in his life. The past follows you like a relentless bitch.. The present brings new temptations. I don't know who or what yet I've been trying to look into it, naturally."
"If it has nothing to do with Wonderland it was his own fault and holds no bearings on us other than the mere fact we're down a brain. And honestly obviously he wasn't that much of a tactician as we thought. "
"I said I don't think, not that I knew Val..."
--- If Cereza was being honest she probably agreed with Val. Really Cereza didn't care like she probably should. It was just her way, she used people. Terry was an asset a good one. No other what Val said Terry actually was a great mind to have. He was highly intelligent so whoever took him out got the upper hand. He looked like he was roughed up before the shooting and toss. Cereza was just being a good boss. She was sure her father, her real father probably would've done the same. Besides Terry was a named member there was a difference. If it was about Wonderland they needed to know.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 9, 2015 23:47:07 GMT -5
"Merry unbirthday Harley."
Gage would say looking her in the eyes for a moment before looking to at the rest of the room. Why exactly would Gage greet Harley politely but simply, when he had ignored others in the room. Especially with the calm and collected personalties they had, until you did something to cross them, or said the wrong thing. Even then however the pair was distance or silence compared to the other egos in the room.
Gage would see Mars walk in and would look and nod but did nothing else, the same plain greeting and a look giving to the siblings as they walked in as well. Gage would listen to the fact that Terry was dead and no longer would grace them with his mind any longer. However while the other talked about it, and some of them standing up for him, while the Red Queen put him down, Gage saw trouble brewing on the horizon. The idea of there being no Wonderland connection seemed unlikely, it would be to much of a coincidence for him to die from something simple, and unrelated. Gage would look at 'The Jabberwocky's chair empty opposite him. Before turning back to look over the others, as yet not seeing any need to say any thing.
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Mayhem on the other hand would take the entrances of the others arriving and Terry's death, nowhere near as silently as Gage could. Firstly there was Mars' arrival to which Val spoke up and said hello, instinctively egotistical Mayhem would wrap a arm around her waste as she sat on his lap, before leaning forward, arm resting on his chin, elbow on the arm rest. Both Mars and Terra of the sibling arriving spoke up about his destruction and he would simply say.
"Mayhem baby. Gotta love it."
Not towards Mars, most obviously towards Terra. Unlike the Red Queen though she was less likely to be happy by the familiarity and confidence. And then came the news, of Terry's death. Mayhem hand would dig into Val's side as she spoke out against the man no longer with them. Leaning still, Mayhem would examine Cereza, in her bossy manner. While Val would speak against her, Cereza point made would silence her in just a few word. It was an impressive display, of power and confidence in one so young. He liked it, and smirked at her. Unlike Val who demanded attention because she felt she deserved it, Cereza demanded attention from most of them out of respect. Maybe some of them due to the title she had, but no Mayhem. To him titles were just a way of keeping score.
"We can't not know, it's too risky. I'll play some nice card down and have a few of my old friends look into it. Find out what happened, if I find a whiff that it was Wonderland I'll pull them off before they find out something they shouldn't."
Mayhem would break his gaze, he hadn't noticed that he had maybe been staring a little at Cereza as he spoke, and moved it to look over at Gage.
"If that what it is. From there it's you friend, maybe assisted by our little knight."
"Fine."
Mayhem gaze would look back towards Cereza. While was still angry a little at things, and maybe distracted by her performance. Mayhem knew how to show her the respect that she was meant to have in this room. He may help lead, but he did not make choices here.
"Cereza?"
He would say in a questioning tone so that Cereza knew that he was asking permission. For now other things could wait. He would have his chance to get under her skin as she did her at another time. Business was business. Even though he was still Mayhem and would shift back in his seat relaxing. Pulling Val with him.
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Post by Marcelis on Feb 11, 2015 0:09:58 GMT -5
"Well, seems like you found a better throne it seems..."
**Of course, he really didn’t care, but it was odd that Damien would allow her to stay long in his lap. Surprisingly, he thought he would toss her off a minute ago, she must be in heaven right now. He kept his smile as he went to his throne as the doors opened again. The ‘dynamic duo’ as he would call them was strolling in, The tweedle siblings. The rather attractive and mature Terra and the younger hot head of a brother Nico. They was good kids, and Mars, well he was little jealous of them, but then again, they are all that they have in world… Being alone sucks, that is something Mars can understand. It was only good that he was able to find a home with his mentor and then connecting with Wonderland. He put his hand up in a simple gesture, he spoke to the two.
“Well well… The Dynamic Duo is here. I beat you this time.”
**Nico smiled at the Knave as put up his right hand waving him off, he really didn’t mind a race, but of course he was a sore loser at time like this. He put up his middle finger with the same hand as he spoke to Marcelis.
“The hell with your race jerk-ass… Besides, I can run circles around you anyways…”
**Marcelis just sat down and leaned forward, rest his chin on his right hand. He kept his eyes on the eldest as she spoke to the King about his little mess. And of course he didn’t even deny it. Why would he? Maybe like two people could even tell him otherwise, but that wasn’t the case of the matter. Mars’ eyes rested sub-consciously on her as he grabbed the item in his pocket. He couldn’t help but find her alluring, the blue hair, her green eyes, the little hoop piercing in her lip. Well it would be a hard time to actually approach and maybe grab a bite to eat together but… as she moved slightly out of his sight, he caught the eyes of tweedledum. The look popped him up a bit as he gripped the metallic item in his pocket harder. Rico made the notion with his hand ‘I see you’ with his fingers pointing to him and then to his own eyes. The motion cause Marcelis to chuckle lightly as he turned to face the head of the table to Cereza. The next bit of news didn’t come too well. Through hearing from Terra inquiring about Abselom after the Cereza was going to begin the meeting. And then… Bam. Nico had his folder open as was just looking at for the heck of it. He then, in a small shout,
“Holy shit… That‘s brutal, man…”
~He‘s not coming anymore… the fuck are yo--~
**He noticed the folder in front of him, this was business after all, something must have happened. He had that bad feeling… why? Why did it have to be this? He reached for the opening as Val spoke up. And then what he was hoping what Harley’s words didn’t mean… Murdered. He slowly opened the folder as the Red Queen and the White Rabbit was going speaking to each, and then he saw the pictures. From that moment Nico rose up yelling out.
"He wasn't just a Brain you bitch. He was family!"
**They were, painful to look at. Not that they were grotesque, but he wasn’t just a “Brain” to him. He stared at the pictures as he spread them out to look at. He gripped the metal pieces in his hand as he finally bought the left hand out. The Red King had a few words and they came on deaf ears as he reeled his left hand up still balled into a fist and slammed it down on the table. He had his head down as he gritted through his teeth.
“Fucking bastards… They killed him. And we have NOTHING!?”
**The last word spoke was louder than the rest as he spoke up and stood up quickly shoving his “throne” back. Nico looked at Marcelis was shaking with anger.
“Yeah? Can't we just find those fuckers and take them out!?”
**He was being emotional, yes, but it was for his reasons. Abselom… Terry was one of the closest to him considering the time he entered. He was smart man, and Marcelis enjoyed his playful demeanor as he would try to help him in things and even when they played games. Chess would infuriate him considering he never won against Terry. In a true light, Terry reminded him of his mentor, which made them pretty close. Terry always wanted to test him, and make him stronger mentally. And that he would always keep with him, the last thing he gave him before their last meeting. He still remembered his words from the time...
~Hey man, I got something to give you, maybe you can impress me with it. I solved it already, give it back to me when you are done eh?~
**That was few months ago, he gave Mars a Chinese metal puzzle that can be disassembled and put together again. Terry gave him a hard one and wanted to see if he can do it. Of course Marcelis as he cocky as he can be assumed he would just give it to him on the next they meet. But from that point on, when he didn’t give him, in his playful ask, but not really ask him how his progress was. Like “Had any good Chinese food lately?” or “The kungfu flick last night was pretty good, was you able to watch it?” And now… he had a solved puzzle but no man to mock it to. He respected him… and he didn’t deserve this. He stared at his hand for a moment as he released the contents. It was the puzzle, in the multiple pieces. He stood there in silence, his mind was speaking the words he couldn't say out loud.
~You are too smart... You WERE too damn smart to be there, why? What happened to you!?~
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 21, 2015 19:08:04 GMT -5
--- Val felt the tight grip at her side from Damien and snapped her head towards him giving him a 'what?' look. Val really needed a sensitivity filter but that was a miracle to ask for. Not that Cer truly had one herself but she picked and chose when she said something or not. Why? Relations that's why. Sometimes you had to play to the crowd to get what you wanted even if it meant holding your tongue at times. This is why Val couldn't be in Cereza's place. Cereza's grey's shifted towards Nico as he stood in anger, Terra quickly gripping her brother's shoulder to sit him back down. However that did not mean she didn't harbor her own anger towards the situation. For Terra and Nico Wonderland in it's entirety was family the named a little more so naturally but all were family to the pair. Terra was never fond of Val but she gave credit where credit was due but that was all Val was ever going to get from Terra. There was no use in both of them exhibiting a high concentration of anger, besides Terra had to be the calm one when it came to Nico.
"Nico."
--- Terra said soft but firm. She understood and she was just as angry but having a yelling match with each other was not going to accomplish anything. Harley's eyes gazed around the group she saw this coming a mile away, Val always had to push the limit. Harley's gaze lingered on Gage a little longer than the rest before those icy blues quickly shifted to a emotional rage filled Mars. Harley understood the anger as she too had a good friendship with Terry, after all they were both the minds of the group. They too challenged each other often. Harley and Terra's eyes fell on Damien while he spoke through Mar's outburst.
--- Cereza remained silent through it all. She listened to Damien well but her gaze didn't remain on him as he sat back and pulled Val with him. Val comfortably snuggled her body in tighter to Damien's making sure she purposely rubbed on his lap a little. She was surely enjoying herself a little too much. Looking at Mars deep down Cereza felt a little pinch for him. His rage was great for the lost of his friend. Sure Cereza claimed to not really have 'friends' but that wasn't entirely the case. Mars as a part of that word 'friend' to her so as she looked at him she listened to Damien. As previously stated she cared but didn't care all the same especially with strongly believing it wasn't Wonderland related cause that would mean that his identity was revealed and possibly the rest of theirs.
"No."
--- She said in response to Damien. Harley's glance shift between Cereza and Mars. Terra spoke up.
"No? Why?"
"Maybe because she realized there's no point if it doesn't concern us..Which it-"
"Damien control your whore. Stick your tongue down her throat for all I care just keep her mouth busy."
"You know what you sound jealous Harley. I think you'd be a little more happy if you got a good banging for once. I think I'd pay just to see your face twist just a little. Not sure if I could find a guy willing to screw such a corpse."
--- Terra who sat next to Gage was visibly gripping her fist on her leg. Her brows frowned listening to Val continue and try to insult Harley. Not that Harley needed any defending but it was a motherly instinct in Terra to jump to ones defense it was usually her brothers if he wasn't in the wrong. But she couldn't sit there anymore with Val going off at the mouth in such an inappropriate time. She wouldn't slam her fist instead it remained unseen from the rest minus Gage. She could've blamed Harley for the first remark but really who wasn't thinking it at that time?
"Really Val? We lost Terry and you act like that's no big deal. You're sitting here talking about people getting a good banging instead-"
"Alright enough!"
--- It was a rare sight to see Cereza raise her tone with such firmness. Hell she actually had even stood straight up when speaking. Things didn't get to her easily but all the bickering was slightly irritating and she had lost a little control on the meeting. Fine everyone wanted to vent she'd go give them a few minutes to do so.
"Take an hour and bring your asses back. I don't care who you go screw nor what you do but check the shit at the door before you come back in here...Just leave now."
--- She would sit back down in her chair, glancing around the room with a look of 'well?'. Someone was being sassy. Harley got up with a nod and headed towards the door. Terra exhaled and tapped Nico to go but as she walked pass Mars if he hadn't already motioned to leave he would feel a soft hand on his back. If he looked at her, she wouldn't speak with words but with her eyes telling him to come along. Val would roll her eyes speaking under her breath before leaning her lips to Damien's ear, meanwhile Cereza glanced as they would've been the last two but only briefly before she got up and moved to an area behind her in the room that held a few bottles of liquor. A small like bar getting a cup and pouring herself a glass. She wasn't leaving the room.
"Whatever...Mmm an hour sounds good enough to release some frustration. Let's not waste it hmm?"
--- Val would give a little nibble to his ear and slowly like a snake slither off him expecting him to follow as she held his hand and waited for him to get up. Cereza had a feeling things might go array a bit yet still she held onto something that they wouldn't need the break but alas.
[Personal note: Harley's code "#1035aa"... Val's code "#c00f08" .... Terra's code "#0b8a34"]
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 21, 2015 20:12:46 GMT -5
Gage would watch stoically as Cereza disagreed with Mayhem idea of investigating his way. He may not show it but Terry was a good guy, a friends and while Val didn't seem to care he did. Not just for him, but for Harley as well. Gage would glare at Val. A dark glare. Not only was she dismissing Terry's death but she was clearly annoying Harley as she did so. That was something Gage did not like. However he did not show it in the way many would.
Gage would stand, even before Cereza told them all to take a hour break. He would walk around the table as Cereza told them to take the break. Coming over to Mayhem side, where both Val and Damien were. He would purposely walk pass the pair. While his face was stone, the action of walking pass them was one to make Val realise, that her words had got his attention. Like a subtle statement that he would not stand for her forever, inside he would be wishing pain on Val. Not death, there should not be more family fighting, but there would be pain. Even so he would keep walking and follow after Harley.
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"What why?"
Mayhem would speak up in time with Terra asking as well. He was willing to accept Cereza decision, but he wanted to know why. He didn't care if Terry's death was not wonderland related. He was one of them, and they should deal with it even so. A death in the family is not one that should be ignored. It was almost as bad in his mind as betrayal. Mayhem would see the exchange between Harley and Val and his grin would darken. As Cereza told them all to take a break.
"Valentina watch what you say. Hatter don't tell me what to do."
Mayhem would say to the pair of them, as Harley went to leave, and Val tried to get him to follow her. Mayhem would stand as Gage went passed them, however he would take his hand back, and push Val gently off of him.
"Go wait in my room Valentina. Gage a word."
Mayhem would wait for Val to leave and Gage to come back.
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If Valentina left as told, Gage would indeed come back over to Mayhem, upon which Mayhem would lead him to the side of the room. He knew that Cereza had asked for them to leave. However she wasn't going to leave straight away.
"Yes Caine."
Gage would ask wondering what it was that Mayhem wanted.
"Take this."
Mayhem would hand Gage a phone. What was on it would be for both of there eyes only. Afterwards Gage would once again go to go after Harley to make sure she was okay.
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Mayhem would walk over to Cereza side as she went to the bar, getting himself a drink as well. He would look around to see who else was still around.
"You should ignore Valentina's mouth, you know she love to spew crap. However I want to know why you don't want me looking into Terry's death. Wonderland or not I don't care, no one gets away killing those around."
Mayhem would say, he knew that Cereza would probably want to explain with more people present. However he was here to help, second in command in a way after her. He couldn't help if he didnt know reasons. It wasn't like these were personal questions like before.
If she refused to answer, Mayhem would sigh, shake his head and then leave. Heading for his room and possibly Valentina where he was destined to disappoint the women even though everything in his being would be glad of the relief after recent days.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 26, 2015 23:09:26 GMT -5
--- Valentina was a trip. All that was on her mind was the process of having Damien in bed. Typical. Val looked at Damien then to Gage and then to Cereza before back to her goal. Did she notice the presence of Gage before? Yes. Did she care? Slightly because there was no denying his dominating aura. Val was strong but Gage didn't have his position for no particular reason. She was a smart woman underneath that bitchy undertone, therefore she would not dare try and say a thing other than rolling her eyes and proceeding to leave the room. However in the back of her mind she was wondering what that was suddenly about that from Gage. It felt a little out of character in her opinion but still she left and headed towards Damien's room. She would have to wait outside considering she would need his key.
--- Meanwhile Harley would've headed towards her room. Each of the named rooms weren't all lumped up in one spot. Harley's being near the siblings and the late Jabberwockey away from prying eyes like the Red Queen's. The young blonde wouldn't have been walking too briskly so had Gage wanted to check on her he would've caught up to her by the time she reached her door. If he stopped her she would easily turn to face him wherever he was while her key stuck in the keyhole of her door just needing to be turned to enter.
--- In the meeting room Damien had hung back to little surprise to Cereza who was sipping on her drink as he came to her side and poured himself a glass. She smirked and scoffed into her glass as he actually dared to think that Val could ever get under her skin. Pulling the glass from her lips she turned placing her lower back against the lip of the mock bar top; her right side facing him. His question was fair and it would've been answered if it wasn't for the bickering across the table. That small lost in control irritated her enough that she needed them to go and collect herself. She didn't like losing control personally either. He seemed so serious which she suppose she understood.
"Don't take it personal Damien, I've already started looking into it and I rather keep involvement to a minimum. I'm more than positive it's not related to us otherwise that would mean his identity had been revealed."
--- From the left pocket of her one piece attire she produced Terry's key. How did she get that? How did she know where to begin to look? She twirled it between her thumb and index finger staring before putting it away at the end of her words.
"I got it, besides it'll keep me busy... Why don't you go let some of that frustration out from earlier hm?"
--- Cereza would snicker pushing off and as she passed giving him a little smack on the butt. She still wasn't going to leave but instead spend the hour in the room. Her reasoning for taking this solely on was really because a certain aspect reminded her of the assailant of her brother. Whom she still quietly searched for signs of. The other reason was for Mars. She would have a much clearer head about going about it than he would. So whatever she found she would then give it to him and he could do as he pleased. Had Damien never stopped her she would gracefully sit back down on her throne.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 27, 2015 15:12:21 GMT -5
Mayhem would sigh into his drink as Cereza replied to his question. He didn't really agree with her trying to investigate alone. However he knew that his method were slightly more obvious then hers. It was possible he and his guys would get noticed if they had done so. Mayhem would groan at her implication of what he should go and do. Even so he would down the drink he had gotten and slam it down on the counter top. He wouldn't have stopped Cereza leaving the bar, however he would follow once he was done with the drink and stand next from her throne.
"Maybe if she can keep her mouth shut I will."
Mayhem would say to her with a dark smirk. He would lean over, placing both hand on one of the throne's arm and the smirk would actually turn in to a normal smile for once, only briefly before back again.
"Be better to deal with both ours though. Maybe another time."
The smirk would turn into a laugh and he would stand up straight once more. He would then jog back to the bar and instead of making a drink, simply grab a bottle from it and head towards the door. If he wasn't stopped he would head to his room, and see Valentina standing there waiting. He would shove the bottle in her direction, and with his free hand pat down his pockets and and go to open the door for the both of them.
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Gage would indeed catch up to Harley and stop her by placing a hand on her shoulder. As she turned to him, Gage would look around. He would turn back, and while he didn't show much he seemed to be concerned.
"We'll find out what happened."
Gage would say simply, he didn't know Cereza reasoning for why she had said no to them investigating. However Gage while he was normally a calm man, and willing to follow orders to a letter. He was tempted to look into things himself, not for himself though.
He would wait for Harley to unlock the door, and remove his hand from shoulder so that she could step inside and he would follow.
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Post by Marcelis on Feb 27, 2015 21:28:08 GMT -5
**Nico felt a arm touch him. When he starts to get a little out of hand, one of small list of things that can stop him is sister. His weight just seem light under his sister‘s grip. He was shoved but just gently let down so that he would be placed back on his throne. His anger was still shone bright on his face. From there Mars was in a trance. His mind was just looking at the pictures. He did hear what she said… The Red Queen with her smug attitude. Her holier-that-thou demeanor always caused problems within the group. They only respected her, for her… Talents. She got shit done and of course she tends to be quite a bitch when she wants to make a point. It would rub everyone wrong but it’s a thing really. If you are a problem, you would be cut out. If you are not productive, if you inefficient you can only blame yourself if you end up in a problem. Wonderland is a band of misfits, but an effective band of misfits; scary down to the very last member. But to lose one, to lose one of the smartest of the group, it is a blow. But only in the principle. And on that standpoint She was right, if he didn’t fuck up, he wouldn‘t be dead… But that is no way to talk about… Family.
"You have no… fucking right… you have-- " **Then Marcelis heard no. She was answering what Mayhem said, his type of “investigation” that would get more information. Nico also a heard her response, still visibly upset over everything. He just slumped in his chair as he looked away from the group as he cursed to himself. Marcelis snapped his head to The White Rabbit as he bit his lower lip. Blood slightly trickled out he looked back down at the pictures. The bloody scene, him mangled body on the car hood. He didn‘t know what to say, she was the leader, it was her word and that‘s it…Right? Well, she said no to him, of course any plan Mars might have with the anger he was feeling wasn‘t going to be helpful, he needed to be smart to think all angles, but as he was, he was thinking anything but red. Blood, body parts and the like. It is a different thing when you see yourself badly hurt or even in the movies no matter how life-like it is. But seeing something, someone close to you hurt, just stings that much more. He gently placed his fingertips on the last one. The one showing his face. They beaten him to a inch of his life. His face, plenty of scarring and bruising from the fall and the punches, kicks and anything else that he was hit with. His friend, his good friend Terry, dead. And the saddest thing, he died alone, scared maybe and no way out. Tears welded up in his eyes just picturing his last moments. Of course within that he heard Terra‘s response, which is what Marcelis would say but of course he knew it would have came out wrong. For all the self-control he has left, he didn‘t want to project his anger to her. Terry‘s death is not her fault, and as a person in her position she had to keep the peace, order of the group. To act out is not becoming of a leader, but there is different to keeping calm and then being what Valentina is right now. Indifference can be taken in any form, light or dark there is always something behind it. But then, a small word came from an unlikely place. Harley never liked Valentina, but that is a matter of fact thing considering, the Hatter demeanor about things. She was the 2nd brain of the group and of all things, the rival to Abselom. But they too had a good rapport with each other. They both went back and forth in many things, and even have pretty different opinions. But that was what made them dangerous… For both of them to have to get on you, you had no hope. Maybe she was feeling it too, maybe something Marcelis could see from her, a little bit of anger. But it was not that she was voided of emotions. It was more like hiding them so well, wouldn‘t know if she was upset at your until you have a knife in your throat. Of course Val‘s response to everything is about jealousy and sex. Which at this point would have been maybe at ANY OTHER point would have been crude but taken but now, she was just the bitch of the year and looking like she was trying to get all the others awards for the next decade.
"Look you damn slut bag this has nothing to--" **Nico‘s words was stopped again by his sister who was quick on the comeback. These are true friends. People who care about each other. Considering Wonderland is their only family that Marcelis knows of, he can understand how they feel. It is a damn shame, it was taken in certain ways. Marcelis thought they should be planning how to get these guys not fighting on who would get some. Even Caine wanted to search for these guys. He was a possessive man, and when you lose something like that, on any level you would have to know why? And also how to rectify that situation. Caine was a smart man. He might deal with things differently but he also a man who gets things done. At this point, it was going to turn into a yelling match. Which was going to blow up Marcelis on everyone… On everything. But good thing a leader knows when to call a timeout. Cereza thought it would be wise to “take five” as to say. Honestly, an hour away from each other could do some good. Marcelis sunk into his shoulders a bit more as he grabbed the pieces of the puzzle and went off. Storming towards the nearest wall from the main entrance. He stepped by Nico as he was trying to get word through Marcelis.
"Man, fuck that Mars, we should go out there ourselves-- Marcelis?" **He just walked past as his name was called. His face was flushed, he felt like he was going to exploded. The pain, the words, the actions… He had to release. The lump in his throat, a pull in his chest. He wanted it to go away. But how? He didn‘t feel this way, ever since he lost his mother. Then he was abandoned, he wasn‘t feeling alone. Just pain. Searing pain, he wanted to not understand it just let it out, hit something… Someone? Val? No, doing more harm than good, but the wall was an object closest to him. He was looking square at the spot. It was going to hurt, since he didn‘t have his wraps on, or gloves or anything for that matter. He Just wanted to stop the pain he was feeling. But as he cocked his arm back and released, his wrist was caught in mid-thrust. He felt his body turned around as he seem to fall inot someone‘s shoulder. The smell was sweet, the hair was shoulder-length. A woman, and felt arms around his neck. She was warm, comforting, like a mother. It was all that was need to stop him in his tracks. His breath was quick but then calmed down from listening to her breathing. She was good at it, much practice, much poise to do so, and only one that was his height or more so with such qualities can only be such to calm him down. His arms was holding the arms for a bit as he surrendered to hug. He dropped his arms a bit, and then slowly wrapping around her as he spoke into her shoulder
"Heh, thanks for that… Terra… That punch would have sucked"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Feb 28, 2015 0:30:53 GMT -5
--- Before she could place her hand upon Mars to usher calmly to leave with them he was already storming out the room. Calmly but with haste she traveled behind him and her brother concerned for what may come next. Those images were horrible that much was true but Terra had witnessed such horrors herself. This was not to say that the young woman was utterly unfazed by what she saw. There was a difference seeing it in other lights than seeing done to someone known to oneself. Terra was no angel despite the mothering warmth she tended to give off at times. Was she capable of something like that? If you were to ask everyone would say absolutely not; not Terra. But who really knew what anyone was capable of when push came to shove. Nevertheless the images burned into her memory as she diligently watched the two males before her. She knew that everything was coming to a boiling point inside of Mars. She knew it from first hand experience.
--- Yes Nico was the more hot head between the pair but Terra had her sedated anger as well. As if almost having precognition abilities the moment Mars raised his fist and aimed to kill the wall she snapped her hand out and gripped his wrist whipping him around in all the same motion and pulled him into a warm embrace. A hand placed on the back of his head would keep his face within the confines of her shoulder while her other stationed itself upon the upper middle of his back. Without words she was telling him that she was here for him. Without words she tried to sooth the beast by keeping her breathing calm and steady, wanting him to listen and follow her rhythm. She had more than her share of practice with this. Even without practice it just felt completely natural from her being. Her chin rested on his shoulder as she felt his arms wrap around her, finally accepting to her embrace. Hearing him relax she let out a soft exhale not releasing him until he wanted to be.
"Marcelis...I don't want you going and doing something irrational. Both of you..Without knowing much of anything we can't go and be stupid because we're feeling vengeful. Don't place yourself in such vulnerability... Terry was family and we will find out what happened but for now let's cool off ok?"
--- Terra's voice was smooth and soothing yet all the same firm in wanting Mars and her brother to understand the folly in their ways if they thought running off blindly would do them or anyone any good. Meanwhile Valentina had long slipped passed the trio without so much of a glance at the display that honestly she hadn't even witnessed. When Val left the room she had one thing in mind solely. After so long Val had finally gotten a taste of Damien's lips and it made her crave more; as if she hadn't always craved as it was. She could've pretended to give a damn just a little but honestly she knew it would come off even more fake so why would she even bother. Reaching the Red King's room she would place her back against the wall and waited but Cereza's words played in the back of her mind. To enjoy her 'seconds'. Val's arms folded over her chest, her brows tightening in thought of the notion.
-It's bullshit I know it is. She just said that to try and get under my skin... Yeah well even if it was true she could never make him howl like I will...-
--- Meanwhile in another part of the elaborate hideout Gage had caught up with Harley as figured. Feeling his hand upon her shoulder she turned around with her back facing her door. Icy blues stared up towards the taller man as she herself stood at about 5'7" as Gage stood roughly a similar height to Damien. Nevertheless the young blonde looked up to the Bandersnatch as she picked up on his slight hint of concern. It was probably easier for her to pick it up more than most because she was so similar. The fact that he came to see her meant that he must've been wondering if she was alright. Which meant he must've thought that Val's words effected her somehow. The gesture was sweet but Val's words held no effect over Harleen, The Hatter. Never turning around her right slipped behind her to unlock the door, touching the knob and twisting it open.
"I know. Leave it to Cereza. I know what she's doing, trust me when I say leave it."
--- Never once did she mean it in any disrespectful manner to him. She wasn't trying to be commanding or demanding, but if anyone possibly knew Cereza's reasoning's Harley was certainly one. Mars was potentially another but no way he was understanding this one. What she was asking was for Gage to trust in her, herself and take her words for what they were. With that she would calmly walk backwards into her room of course removing her key from the keyhole allowing him to follow, those normally stoic eyes seemed to have the smallest hint of beckoning him in. Had he entered and closed the door behind him, Harley would step up closer to him leaning up as much as she could and kiss him deeply. Her hands pressing against his chest before she pulled her lips away not to far though; letting them hover close to his. It had been some time since they had truly seen each other and able to be alone. Her eyes slowly opened within the close proximity of their faces, there was a longing in the absence. Who would ever know right?
"Admittedly I've missed you."
--- Back in the meeting room Cereza simply sat and sipped at her drink without a care as she listened to Damien quip at her about Val. There was no way she could resist the following words from escaping her slick lips. It just wasn't in Cereza's nature when opportunity presented itself so well to just let it slip on by.
"I'm sure there's something you could use to keep her mouth very busy."
--- Yup she went there with no kinda of shame, smirking once more into her glass before glancing to her side as his face was near hers when he made his second notion. But then he laughed and actually 'jogged' over to the bar and grabbed a bottle. Grey hues watched as suddenly he seemed a bit more eager to get to Val. How quickly that twisted. Her gaze followed as he went towards the door and she took another sip sitting comfortably in her throne.
"So eager to have it swallowed by that man eater huh? Be careful I hope it doesn't fall off from contamination."
--- Cereza snickered in amusement as she got back up, heading over to the bar to refill her glass. She hadn't realized how quickly she drank the first. She needed to make sure to keep an eye on herself if that was the case. Her back would remain to him as she poured a glass and addressed the other portion he said earlier. Her tone the usual nonchalant, carefree, snippy attitude.
"I don't know what you mean by 'our' frustration.. I wasn't the one who came in here throwing things around or sticking my tongue down people's throats.. Pretty sure you're the one with the pent up 'frustration'.. Yeah no everything's peachy keen over here."
--- Still she didn't turn around allowing her words to just linger in the air. What he choose to do with them was his business. In other words he could go leave and screw Val or whatever, or he could choose to stay. But if he stayed what would be his reasoning? What would it accomplish? Getting something personal out of her probably wasn't going to happen, bu still.
[Personal note: Harley's code "#1035aa"... Val's code "#c00f08" .... Terra's code "#0b8a34"]
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Feb 28, 2015 21:34:35 GMT -5
Mayhem would laugh a little at Cereza words. That was the girl that he knew. Always with the snappy little comments, that made him smirk. For her it came with a sense of ease it seemed. Like she didn't even have to try to come up with good lines. Then came her mentions that the frustration lay only with himself. Maybe he had read into things a little more then he should have. Though there was one thing, that Cereza had over him though. A amazing ability to be unreadable. He couldn't even tell if her words were genuine or not. However he would ignore that subconscious disappointment at her words and go to leave.
"See you in a bit Reza."
He would call out to her as he left. Unconsciously using the name he had coined for her after their intimate iteration the other day. Going pass the others who had taken up the area near the door. He would nod at them as he left. Drinking from the bottle. He would arrive at his room, and the waiting Val and open the door for them to head inside. Before suddenly feeling off for some unknown reason. Bottle in hand he would start to chug gulp after gulp. In hopes that the drink, would fight off that feeling as the two would be left in his room alone.
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"As you wish."
Gage would say to her word that he should trust in Cereza. Stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. Not to unexpectedly the young women would turn around and come up to him and kiss him. He would return the kiss. His arms wrapping around her, one of his hand pulling her close by the the small of the back. His eyes closing until the kiss ended.
"And I you."
Gage would say back to her, his face turning into a smile that was for no one else. A smile that was nly for her, and a brightness to his eyes that spoke volumes. Deep down, he wished it had not been so long. That they could do more with what they had. However the world would not deal well with that. The other members of wonderland maybe, they were family, even if they bitched and fought. Here they could be together. Gage would lead her to a chair in the room and sit, pulling her on to his lap and holding her against him.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Mar 1, 2015 14:59:06 GMT -5
--- It was a feat she held over many people. Cereza just wasn't a girl that could be oh so easily read. At best someone might be able to figure out that she only allows one to see what she wishes. But is that the real truth? Did she allow people to see what she wanted or were they really seeing what they wanted to see from her? Often people tended to make judgment calls about her and often she just didn't correct them. So was it really her or was it their choice in perception. Either way she didn't care. The liquor trickled into her glass as he made his exit speaking her newest nickname from him. What was that now, like 3 from him alone? It's funny how no one had ever called her Reza before, and yet something about it sounded so intimate. He said it earlier with her paying no mind to it, but now for the briefest moment it caused her pause. The pouring stopped while a memory flashed in her mind of their intimate encounter some days ago. It wasn't the thought of the act that made her pause but how she reacted during, and the questions that he pushed for after. It was a story she shared to no one. Not ever. It was a story she couldn't bring to come from her lips as it would lead into an omission that she was not willing to. The bottle clanked on the bar top a little hard as she gripped the filled glass and shook her head. Taking a swig she turned and went back to her throne awaiting the hour to go by. However she would sit with her back against the right arm so her back faced the door and her legs were over the other arm.
~Tch. Whatever~
--- Harley smiled within the kiss feeling his arms wrap around her form, still catching the warmth through her open leather jacket. He pulled her in and she naturally didn't resist. Her normally ice blues held a warmth while looking at him as he said he missed her back in his own little way. Harley wasn't the mushy type but even her icy demeanor could melt a bit. How he did it? Well wasn't that the question of the year once everyone was to find out; if they found out. Vice versa too. How did she? No matter the point was they did and they were together even if it was in secret. The secrecy wasn't about being accepted or not by the masses. She was a legal 18 years old to his 27. That wasn't what it was about. This was about him. As much as she accepted and respected his choice it left her in silent frustration. Sure she was proficient in sneaking around but that didn't mean she wanted to with him. Enjoying like a real couple would be nice. Sometimes she considered just dragging him out of state but she figured he'd probably protest it somehow. As he sat in the chair, she placed her legs on either side of him essentially straddling him. Her arms wrapped loosely around his neck as she sat up straight still with a smirk. Her left hand touched the back of his head as she leaned in and captured his lips once more. It started soft till she bit his lip and increased the passion in her kiss growing in roughness as well. One could think after hearing about Terry how could they be so thoughtless. No. Harley knew about Terry before this day for one. Two she wasn't being thoughtless like Val. Thinking about it losing Terry suddenly and violently could put a lot into perspective.
--- Meanwhile as Damien finally arrived Val was about to open her mouth but he opened the door quick enough that all she did was look at him with hungry eyes. Her hat sitting idly on her head tilted the way she liked it. She snaked her way in behind him closing the door without looking. Val watched as he began to drink from the bottle but she couldn't careless as she slithered up behind him with her hands slipping from behind to place on his chest and abdomen. Val began kissing on the side of his neck trailing to his earlobe.
"You're so tense Damien baby... I'll loosen you up real good."
--- She continue seductively kissing and nipping at his neck while one hand slid lower on top of his attire. She broke away to slid herself around and in front of him still assaulting his neck. Her left gripped at the waist of his pants while her right opted to remove the bottle from his lips. If she had she would kiss him roughly before going back to his neck. There was a frustration in her for two reasons, clearly one was sexual the other was the nagging thought that Cereza had him even just once. It really did annoy her and only fueled her more all the same. She would continue to speak through her kissing at his neck as her hands started to undo his belt and pants to follow.
"We should make this a habit my king..Trust me she'll never make you feel as good as I can... Besides I'm gonna assume you were heavily drunk if you considered slipping into that. I wonder was it a loose fit?"
--- Was there really a difference in Val's insults and Cereza's snippy words? Yes and no. Currently if Val was as smart as she normally was she would've considered just taking him without a word. But no she had to throw daggers at the White Rabbit, the White Queen. More than likely Val was about to be in a rude awakening of disappointment. This was her chance and she just couldn't help herself. Call it jealously cause that's exactly what it was but don't expect her to admit it.
[Personal note: Harley's code "#1035aa"... Val's code "#c00f08" .... Terra's code "#0b8a34"]
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 2, 2015 13:07:27 GMT -5
"Look... I can be calm, but we need to get those bitches. I mean, I can assume boss-lady is thinking something up. But Val man, Man... I swear I want to burn that bitch's hair" **Marcelis lifted his head up slowly to look over at Nico which caused him to laugh. He gently and respectfully backed off from Terra. The warmth of her hug was still there. The lingering feeling of lost was there, but it was bearable. The pain subsided, enough at least. You know? Marcelis knew she was quite proficient in such techniques of the Calm. A small smile came from him as he looked at Terra, again he could help but see her in such a way. Such a...Maternal, motherly way. Well that would be a creepy way if want to go that route. But here, its not like a guy being attractive to a mother. Its more like a man being a attracted to a mature woman who would and can protect you. Like the wife that awaits her sailor to come back home, she could be one of those... Or not? The lip-ring does give her that extra spice and she is known as damn good fighter. Picturing her as a 1940s dame made him laugh but also snapped back into reality. He shook his head from the thought and looked over to Tweedledum as he spoke, losing the crack in his voice he had before.
"Well that could be nice, with all the product in hair, she would light up like a roman candle." "You know... I knew there was a reason why I liked you, Yo we could plan that shit man, she would be wearing wigs for MONTHS!" **Nico's haughty laughter was heard through the hall, echoing around the somewhat open area. But Marcelis knew. I mean, he was known for being a hot head, but he listened to his sister. More so than ANYONE in Wonderland. Well it was true that Wonderland is his family but his sister is the center of his universe. Loving her was much more than the what Wonderland can offer really. If one day, Terra would want to leave, Nice of course will leave as well. Nothing would stop him. And for all of her wisdom he is can be picky on what he should listen to. He didn't want to make his sister, or worse get himself killed. He already feel like a burden to her as it is. Let not add anymore painfully things that happened in their lives. But back to what Marcelis saw. Of course he knew how Nice felt, and beyond being the hot head, he was emotional. Well he was a kid... Well one or two younger but still. And he was just trying everything he could to distract himself. To move his anger to something else entirely. Hurting Val by burning her hair? Why not? But its a way to deal with loss. Marcelis tended to gather it all in his chest until he found an outlet to release it. But of course everyone has their ways. He came over to Nico placing a hand on his head and spoke in his same calm voice as he had before when he first arrived.
"Yeah well, Burning her hair would be nice but I think we should use that smarts for something productive don't you agree Tweedlesis?" **At that point he looked at Terra when he spoke. He would her words for whatever she may have said. Even Nico would notice her but when she would finished his words he would slapped the hand that was rested on his head. He hated being treated like a child and that is what he knew Mars was doing. I mean The Knave was only about 1... maybe 2 years older, can't be going around to treat him like that when he was about to cry like a bitch and hitting solid concrete walls like an idiot. As he was slightly shouting at him something caught his attention when he was about to finish it.
"Marcelis you have no right to treat me like a kid--the hell are you giving me?" "Well, this is the last thing I got from...Terry. Its a Chinese metal puzzle. You solve it by breaking it up into pieces and then put it back together again. And now I give it to you. I mean, when you solve it... Show me the next time we meet up." **Nico stared at the metallic item in his hand. He gently reached out to it for a bit. He hesitated a bit before fully taking it. The weight behind something so small. He was looking at it seeing how weird it was. Well the Japs are weird he thought to himself as he started to look at it more. It was like three pieces, maybe four. The pieces were intertwined in some way, when he tried to take one of them off, the piece was blocked by either the balled end or just by another piece. After small struggles with it, Marcelis chucked to his efforts as he spoke again.
"Well, this damn thing took me like a few months to get out. If you get it out sooner, maybe I can treat you to something... OK?" "Yeah? Well I can show you, you are not that smart... He... was smart he? So how could he be... so... Stupid!?" **The latter half of Nico's voice started to crack as he was still trying to loosen it up. He was still fiddling with it as small tears started to come down. He was still holding back but he didn't care if the tears started to come down. Marcelis gently put his hand on his shoulder as he kept his thought to himself. ~Yeah... He really was smart, wasn't he? And now... He is dead. Even intelligence can't keep you from an early death, huh? Dammit Terry... Damn. ~
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Mar 5, 2015 15:26:01 GMT -5
Mayhem would feel Val coming up and embrace him, speaking to him. He was tense that was true, but the alcohol was helping with that. However the words that followed cut that short. Maybe had she said nothing and continued silently trying to get his motor running, it would have help. He would of been able to get some sort of relief from his tense state. However her word brought Mayhem back to the other night, and her words were not kind. He would push the women off of him, and turn to glare at her. She was going to be pissed, but it was nothing he had done before.
"Because I'm weak willed enough to let alcohol decide who I lay with right?"
He would ask, his voice an edge of steel, as he looked at the bottle then back at her. Maybe he was a little, but he wasn't that night, and he wouldn't be today.
"With tastes bad enough to pick a crappy women?"
It was obvious at this point, that the questions were an epitome of rhetoric and sarcasm.
"Take a look at yourself instead of throwing insults, maybe think about why I slept with her, and I never have with you."
He would tell her moving to the door and holding it open.
"Now get the hell out. 'My Queen'"
The bile in his tone as he almost spat her title was enough to make her know he was deathly serious. If Val decide to more of a bitch then she normally was, he would bodily throw her out of his room.
Once she was gone, either willingly or forced he would head back to the meeting room, drinking once more.
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As Harley move position on his lap he would kiss her back, but he, unlike her didn't seem as into it as she was. He loved her, in his own way there was no denying that fact. However while Harley had already known about Terry he had not. His death made him worry more about her well being. If Terry one of, if not the smartest men he knew was dead. Killed his mind and skill had not saved him, would Harley's and his be able to protect her. It was soul tearing.
Even so Gage would push those thought away with sheer will power, and start to kiss her back with more passion. He wanted to protect her, but he was not going to waste what time they did have together if he didn't have to. He would break the kiss and sigh, before grabbing the lower edge of her shirt and start to pull it over her head. He would not waste the time, not one second of it.
Fade to Black.
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Mayhem would come slamming back into the meeting room pissed off. Why could the damn women not have just kept her mouth shut. He would march towards the bar, passing Cereza.
"Nothing could shut that damn women mouth."
He would groan at Cereza as he walked passed, returning the bottle back to where it had come from. Heading to his seat he would drop into it and throw his feet up to rest on the large table.
"God you know what, I just want to get his damn meeting over and done with now. Go and find somewhere for a brawl, got no better way to blow off some steam."
He would moan in a loud annoyed voice.
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