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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 Apr 6, 2015 20:12:58 GMT -5
[Ooc: Dress...Only the accessories, mask and boots....Hair....Eye makeup ]
--- The underground lifestyle had it's perks depending on who you were. How much influence you held in the foot holes of the world and so forth. Who you knew, who you had in your pocket. Anything and everything mattered in this world. There was no room for error for the smallest margin could result in a huge lost for them. Not to mention whoever it was that messed up was easily disposed of. Second chances were a rarity in that lifestyle if almost nonexistent, it really depended on the boss. Now with all that being said it was only slightly relevant to the situation of the night. It had been some time since Cereza had announced to the others of Wonderland the untimely death of their Absolem, Terry. Since then she had been tracking information and leads through notes Terry left behind. Something he had been looking into. The young brunette had long since determined that Terry's death was not at all Wonderland related but that's not what she was most concerned about. What really drew her into wanting to look into it alone was the sheer fact that whomever had committed it left practically no trace. Like a ghost. It was far too similar to what happened with her brother. Whoever it was hadn't resurfaced in years. The smallest lead she followed it no matter if it might lead to a dead end or nothing at all.
--- Tonight was about finding out information. For the first time in a long time she had a possible strong lead. No it wasn't of the person who actually did the deed but she might've found the one who did the hiring. Just maybe. It was still very shaky. The man's name was Caleb Sosa. How did she manage to make the connection? Though it might've taken her some time because he hadn't been in town for at least two years the man had a reputation for making people disappear and it being almost impossible to truly trace back to him. It was as if one could assume it was him but it never quiet prove it. Sounded like the perfect suspect. Caleb was hosting a little masquerade party at his nightclub and Cereza made sure she was going to attend. She had done her research and learned he kinda had a thing for Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy. Cereza never fancied herself for blonde hair so she dawned a mix of black and red hair for the night. Honey contacts covered her normal greys. Her entire wardrobe and makeup was completely not her. It would make it so difficult for anyone to discover it was her. Her dreamcatcher tattoo was covered up well, completely smooth and smudge proof. The one on her ankle an wrist was covered as well. The club was lively in celebration of Caleb's return. Cereza stalked around the club looking for any sign of him and of course he was in a V.I.P lounge.
--- The eye that wasn't covered watched and looked around noticing a platform where mostly girls were dancing on top of, a guy or two dancing with some. As a song started to play Cereza made her way onto the platform as the lights danced about. She began moving to the rhythm in perfect timing making sure her motions were a bit sultry. From her distance she glanced over to see if he was looking at her, but he wasn't just yet.
~I got all night.~
--- However just to make it not completely obvious she would glance at another in the crowd her eyes still holding that beckoning call but that wasn't meant for that individual it was meant for Caleb, who was clearly still just lounging and laughing in his lounge.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 6, 2015 21:44:32 GMT -5
Mayhem had arrived at the party some time before Cereza had, his normal outfit alter little in order to fit in with the masquerade like feel the club radiated. A black red and gold mask with a subtle music motif rested over his face. While a well tailored red patterned waist coat, lay over his normal black shirt. His normal trademark coat was nowhere in sight, and his hair was slicked up into something resembling spikes.
Nebula wasn't a bad place. The was drink, there was girls, dancing and music. What was there not to love. However Mayhem wasn't enjoying himself as much as he would have liked. He could feel a slight buzz from the drinks he had so far. Even a few stolen dance with people in the club had only provided a brief distraction. He had been about leave the dance floor, head to the bar and just allow himself get drunk, completely blitz and then call Rooke or Jake to pick him up, when something caught his eye.
A pair of eye met his and he stop dead, there was something in those eye that caught his attention. Not the eyes themselves, but the look they gave. From there Mayhem would let his eyes move over to see the rest of the women that the eyes were connected to. Black and red, colour his own clothes easily gave away were his favourite colours, hiding from what he could see must have been a stunning body. He smirked to himself and slide towards them. None the wiser who it was that he was approaching.
Mayhem would reach the platform that Cereza had claim to dance upon, and would rest his right elbow against the edge of the platform and then rested his chin on the casually closed fist of his right arm. He would look up at Cereza, letting his eyes take in her form before looking up from behind his mask up at her. He smirked and after about a minute would climb up on to the platform. Without seemingly caring he would start to dance with her on the platform, however the other people on the raised section kind of made it crowded in his opinion.
Mayhem would lead the dance without a word, and would make it so that they took up more space. Pushing people to the edge so that they stepped down instead of risk falling, however one of the guys failed and went over the edge with a thud, that was swallowed by the music. The man got up and looked as if he was about to start shouting at Mayhem however, he met Mayhem eyes. A pulse of fear would fill the man and his words would die in his throat and he would end up slinking away.
"That's better."
Mayhem said with a laugh.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 6, 2015 23:12:34 GMT -5
--- Her body swayed to and fro attempting to give herself a clear view to Caleb Sosa. He was her target. He was her goal. No one else. Yet the one she had briefly locked eyes with had began his approach towards the platform in which she was dancing upon. Noticing movements in a club setting was a challenge unless one was to set their focus on the most mysterious. On anything coming towards your person that is what made Cereza lock eyes right back onto the approaching individual whom she recognized.
~Damien? The hell is he doing here? Does he have a connection to Caleb or is he here for the fun?~
--- Her brain quickly processed the fact that she grabbed his attention. Of course she did. Considering her attire it was certainly something that would draw Damien in, but was it just the attire? There were other girls dressed in some form of black and red. He didn't know it was her she was most certainly sure of that. Cereza hadn't spoken to him truly since the meeting. Was she upset with him? Who knew. But if so, then why would she have been? But for certain she had been distant from him. Now he was here and so was she. Though she needed Caleb's attention and not Damien's maybe it could be proven to be useful. A wave of mischievousness washed over her smirking on the outside as she made the choice to toy with him. To use him as a means to make Caleb maybe a little jealous once he took notice and that was bound to happen. Through all this the lyrics had finally kicked when once Damien was near the platform looking up at her. She stared down, swaying to the beat while mouthing the words.
'Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
Oh baby can you hear me moan?'
--- Purposely picking those two lines to mouth towards him in a sensual manner. Once he got onto the platform she danced along with him, letting him lead and move some people out the way. One thing she made sure was to found a way in the dance to keep herself in Caleb's line of sight while her back was against Damien. The bow and tulle of her attire brushing against him. She wasn't wearing her normal perfume either, this was something a lot more sultry in scent than her normal. At his words she smiled though she wouldn't be able to see but could hear it in her words.
"You know how to claim your territory, no? Am I ..Como se dice..? lucky girl?"
--- A Spanish accent slipped smoothly and effortlessly from her lips. it was essentially flawless, hiding her natural voice well. She might've been part Puerto Rican and he might've heard her speak Spanish before but it was never with a heavy accent.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 7, 2015 20:13:09 GMT -5
Damien's hand would take the waist of the women in red and black, holding her against him as the danced. He grinned at her words, and lean his head closer to her ear.
"That depends. If you like to have fun."
He said, his close proximity letting him take in her perfume and grinning. However he was not someone to over look certain actions. He noticed how the women eyes and head kept seeming to look up to the VIP areas.
"If this was my club, you would be in VIP already."
He said, pointing out he had noticed where she was looking, but not understanding why she was. Thinking she just wanted to be allowed in the VIP areas. It was a shame though, Purgatory was a much different club, and he doubted that someone who want in the one here, would want in the one's in his club. They had a lot less dancing, though probably more drinking when he was there. He would purposely spin her to face him, and look into those eyes for a brief second before letting the spin continue, and leave her facing Caleb once more.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 8, 2015 10:50:39 GMT -5
--- At this point feeling his hands on her waist wasn't anything new. They had already come to having two encounters of the physical nature though the last one; the last time stirred something within her. Was it a good thing? In truth not particularly. What had occurred brought up old skeletons hidden deep within her closet. A name from her past resurfaced from her lips or almost had which made her hate herself once it struck her mind. It wasn't truly Damien's fault but the way Cereza operated she found a way to place the blame on him for it, even in the slightest. Tonight she just decided to play along because it was better than pushing him away considering how persistent he naturally was. Besides it helped with her goal which was all that mattered at that point. She would brush aside the blame, the annoyance and stick to her role no matter how far it went.
"Mm. Si, lots."
--- Cereza giggled feeling Damien so close to her ear as she continued to move to the rhythm. Yet of course Damien noticed and in true fashion made it a point to make sure she knew that he did. Within the same breath he boasted himself causing Cereza to smirk and chuckle in amusement, forced or not it seemed real. With him noticing she only hoped that he would not ruin everything. Damien had a way of claiming and when he claimed he grew protective of his property just because it was his in some form or another. She wondered if it was just a macho thing that no one could have what he had unless he said so or more along some other lines. Suddenly her body spun around facing him briefly as he looked into her honey colored orbs that covered her gray's, before spinning back around now fully facing Caleb's V.I.P lounge. The man was in all white and still laughing it up he might've looked up when she was spun to face Damien but see that defeated the purpose. He wouldn't truly be drawn in then. Damn one chance missed but it would not be the last.
"Mmm, so you think I am especial?"
--- The Spanish slithered out her lips as she tilted her head back a little and a bit to the left exposing her neck a bit. There was no meaning behind it other than her choosing to rest her body against him to show him some interest. Her accent would continue to carry over the music as she spoke again with a giggle in her voice.
"I'm Cataleya by the way."
--- Further something Cereza would not do, she never introduced herself first. She often waited for the other to ask her. But hey she wasn't Cereza tonight now was she? No she was some Spanish girl name Cataleya. It was a pretty name meaning 'beautiful one'. Also a beautiful group of orchids found in South America called Cattleya. She choose her name wisely of course. For now she continued to indulge Damien, letting him take a little lead for now at least.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 9, 2015 12:42:24 GMT -5
Mayhem couldn't help but feel something in face of the accent that Cereza faked, it dragged at the past, pulled up history. Reminded him of the women he had once love, the women who had shot him in the back, the one he had told Cereza about before. Cachito. There would be an anger that came with it. However it was a old ache and it was one he could ignore. In fact Mayhem's mind would claw at what little Spanish he knew. Piece together from what he could remember, and speak it is as best he could.
"Especial? Si Mi Amor."
He grinned, slightly impressed by his own mind ability to recollect information. It would probably be the most Spanish Cereza would have heard from his lips.
"Damien."
Mayhem would replied simply to her introduction. He didn't know the reason behind the name. It went over his head, though it certainly had an exotic feel to it. He was pulled to her, he didn't know why. He subconscious however saw something pass the disguise. Mayhem just just not consciously see past it. It left him wondering what it was about girl from places that spoke Spanish with names beginning in C that worked on him so well.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 13, 2015 12:30:37 GMT -5
"Mi amor? Hehe already?"
--- She knew he went nothing by it other than using the terminology since of course it sounded so romantic and suave. Then again so often certain foreign languages had such a romanticism to them that it wasn't hard to swoon a girl with just words. 'Cataleya' would giggle humorous concerning Damien's words. It seemed truly genuine like a girl interested in the guy before her.
"Don't forget to roll your tongue. Almost like a purr."
--- Again she giggled as she pressed her back against him fully tilting her head a little to the side so she could see him a bit more, her neck being a little exposed though her hair was still in the way a little. Rhythmically she moved to the beat shooting a glance towards Caleb before twisting her gaze to Mayhem whom if his head was by hers then more than likely her cheek would be against his.
"You know him? Who is he? He seems mmm...muy importante."
--- She said in the most curious of tones placing a hand over his if it was still on her hip. Gently caressing his skin since the beat of the new song was more of a mellow slightly up tempo song. Cereza herself was curious why Damien was there considering this was Caleb's welcome back. Was it business? Was it just coincidence? What was their connection if there was one at all?
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 13, 2015 13:09:44 GMT -5
Mayhem would grin at 'Cataleya' as she tilted her head and pushed back against him. Faces practically touching, she asked who the guy up in the VIP area was. Mayhem, as would dart up to look at who it was and be slightly surprised. Caleb Sosa, Mayhem knew the Brazilian owned the place, however he had not expected to see the man here. He had been as far as Mayhem knew out of the country.
"Caleb well he owns the place."
Mayhem said, he wasn't going to just turn around and start talking about the fellow criminal dealing, to someone who seemed to be a stranger. Cute as she was. Mostly because, Mayhem did not know, Cataleya was Cereza. And if he preached Caleb connections, Caleb could quite easily do the same. No reason for Mayhem to risk putting the two of them at odds.
"Why?"
Mayhem would ask her, wondering what possible reason a simple girl dancing in the club would be asking about the man for. Maybe she liked the way he looked, more then Mayhem. No that couldn't be the reason, Mayhem ego would never admit a women may find him less attractive then another guy.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 14, 2015 11:07:44 GMT -5
--- 'Cataleya's' honey colored orbs shifted towards the V.I.P. booth where Caleb was celebrating but had finally locked eyes with the Brazilian. The lights of the club flickered on her and Damien almost like spotlights. As much as she listened to Damien speak he was giving her nothing. Of course he wasn't considering who it was and his own personal underground dealings. Had Damien known it was Cereza he probably would've told her if not warned her about how dangerous Caleb really was. Not that she didn't know the dangers she would be stepping into had things gone south but still doubtful he would want her to even try venturing down that avenue at all. She tilted her head down keeping her eyes solely upon Caleb as she smiled at him still dancing with Damien but making it more seem like she wanted Caleb in his place. At least in Caleb's eyes that's exactly what he saw, which was exactly her goal.
~Now come on and take a bite~
--- The hand she had caressing Damien's would grab his and remove it from her waist as she spun around him placing her back against his, still grooving smoothly. Eyes still fixated on Caleb who was whispering to one of his guards before getting up himself. Caleb was leaving his booth and heading towards the platform in which Damien and her were on. She grinned and spun back in front of Damien this time facing him as her spanish accent poured from her red lips again.
"You're very good dancer, you know?"
--- There she went deflecting the question, making a choice not to answer it but that wasn't a sign to tell it was Cereza as many women and men often brushed things aside that they didn't feel like providing an answer to. She stared into his eyes just as Caleb had approached the platform looking up with his hands raising out to the sides almost like an embracing motion. He smirked under the hat greeting Damien.
"Olá, como vai você? It's been a long time no? Who is this gem you have here? Que bonita she is."
--- 'Cataleya's' head would turn and look down at Caleb with a smile. Caleb's spoke Portuguese which it's dialect was slightly different from Spanish, good thing she knew Portuguese. Caleb was eyeing 'Cataleya' or rather Cereza would hungry eyes that was certain.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 14, 2015 14:54:58 GMT -5
Mayhem would follow the change in dance and go along with it. Amused when 'Cataleya' deflected his question. That actually made him think of Cereza for a fraction of a second, however Mayhem was still no closer to realising it was her, as Cereza was not the only person to do such a thing. The only reason it made him think of her was Cereza did have a huge habit of deflecting questions she didn't want to answer. Mayhem wouldn't push and instead would take the compliment.
"Likewise."
He said to her, and would turn when a new voice spoke up. Caleb Sosa having come down from the VIP area to come and see him and the girl he was dancing with. Mayhem would return the other man's smirk and laugh.
"5 Years give or take, if I recall you punched me."
Mayhem roared with another laugh, Mayhem over the top attitude, even under his 'Professional' persona had ended up with a small drug shipment of Caleb getting found and taken in by the cops. Mayhem had paid back the slight by having someone break in and steal the other man's drugs however, Caleb had wanted to take it out of Mayhem hide. So Mayhem had let him take a few free swings at him. The two had had there fights before and it was normally a close thing when they had. So letting Caleb hit him, had left Mayhem healing for a while. After though all was forgotten, but it may have had some impact on to why the two had not had dealing since.
"This little flower is Cataleya, isn't she a pretty thing. She been looking up at you in the VIP with love struck eye. I was getting jealous."
Mayhem smiled and spun Cataleya in a spin on the platform and broke away from her dancing, before hoping down off the edge of the platform and reaching out a hand to help her down off the platform and down to the same level as Mayhem and Sosa.
"Your business is going well I expect, if you're back in the country?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 15, 2015 11:19:44 GMT -5
~Of fucking course they know each other... Five years since they've seen each other? Hm then Damien wouldn't have any knowledge or had been involved with what happened to Kegan. No he doesn't even know Kegan is alive. But what if I'm wrong and he was involved and he's just been toying with me? Now's not the time for this. I can't focus on the what if with Damien I need some answers.. Don't get in my way tonight.~
--- Her mind was in a place of extreme focus on her task. She needed to know if it was Caleb that had placed her brother in the comatose state that he had been in for a few years now. Though everyone thought he was dead. The only ones that knew his true state was herself, her step father, her mother and her uncle. There was no doubt that if it was stated that he still lived that they wouldn't try coming for him again. Cereza was never going to let that happen. Why had the thought even crossed her mind so suddenly about the possibility that Damien could ever be involved? It was his seemingly friendship with Caleb that threw that wrench into her thoughts. It just didn't sit well with her at all. Normally she probably wouldn't have cared at all about his ties but this was far more personal to not ponder even if she was possibly wrong. She was looking down at Sosa as Damien erupted into laughter with Sosa following suit.
"Hahaha! Yes yes! I remember that! You deserved it my friend."
--- As Damien introduced Cereza as Cataleya she smiled towards Sosa as he looked up till Damien spun her and hoped down himself before helping 'Cataleya'. Once off the platform Sosa looked at her from head to toe and grabbed her hand gently noticing the Harley Quinn styling designs of her nails before placing a kiss on the back of her hand.
"Cataleya.. Like the flower indeed. Bela.. I should be the jealous one that you got to her first, but then again I think I'll just steal her away. No real competition after all hmm. After all why wouldn't she want to spend time with me!"
--- Before she could say anything Sosa pulled her close to his left side. She giggled as his hand rested on her waist and he smiled at her.
"Business has always been well.. Though sometimes our presence is needed to make sure there are no screw ups, no? Come, why don't you both come to my booth enjoy yourselves! What do you say my little flower?"
"Si, I like to have fun."
"Continue to play your hand right my little Cataleya and you'll have more fun than expected tonight."
--- He would release her by spinning her around by her waist and give her a pat on her behind through her tulle skirt to usher her forward while he walked behind with Damien. She giggled again walking as Sosa spoke to Damien all the while admiring what was in front of him. His own hispanic accent still shining through.
"Ooo, I can tell there's something especial underneath all that..Hmm, I always had this little thing for that Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy girls.. Maybe we can both have a little fun tonight ey? How's business for you amigo? Booming as usual?"
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 16, 2015 12:39:10 GMT -5
Mayhem watched Sosa look over Cateleya and the Mayhem couldn’t blame the way the Brazilian eyes took in her form before taking his hand to kiss it. He vaguely recalled the tastes of Sosa, and could see that Cataleya seemed to match them. Mayhem was pretty taken by her look as well but for different reason. While Sosa like the Harley Quinn feel of her outfit, Mayhem was just love the colour that went with it.
Mayhem saw Sosa spin Cataleya and pat her on behind to send her stepping forward to take up the offer of joining him in his booth. Mayhem wasn’t going to turn down an offer like that. He could splash down more cash at the bar here then was smart, it wouldn't dent his finance really but why spend what he didn’t have to.
“No competition, this is your castle Sosa not mine.” Mayhem laughed as he would walk beside Sosa, watching Cataleya as she moved. “Business is good, the money rolls in, without me doing much to be honest, and I have my ‘Fun’” Mayhem replied to Sosa inquire, knowing that the other man would understand some of the craziness that Mayhem meant by the words.
“You should visit purgatory, let me get you in the ring and rumble for old time sake and then get blitz as they say.” Mayhem would offer a possibility for the future as they all made their way up to the Sosa booth. Even as he spoke Mayhem eyes would still be on Cataleya back, and there was something about her that seemed fimular once more. He couldn’t put his mind on it however and would simple crash into a seat once they had got up there. Hoping that Sosa would offer them all a drink.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 16, 2015 20:43:33 GMT -5
"Ha! Indeed meu amigo.. Never a good thing to try to show up a king in his own castle wouldn't you agree?"
--- Sosa laughed nudging Damien as 'Cataleya' peered over her shoulder at the pair behind her. This was not exactly going the way she had hoped. Damien's presence was going to be a hindrance to her goal. Silently she was simmering about this little monkey wrench into her plans. Slightly annoyed but all was not lost. She was pretty good with improvising on the fly especially in combat but honestly she needed to get Sosa alone in this situation. Why was she making this so difficult? She could just decide to include Damien into this instead but she didn't like too many people in her business. She didn't like explaining herself often about particular things. Personal things especially. Damien already was starting to poke his nose where it didn't belong, wanting to pry into her past and figure out who created those scars on her inner thighs and the 'M' on her pelvic bone. So far she was sure he learned nothing as there was no one he could turn to about it anyways, but still it wasn't his concern.
"It's been a long time since we went at it. I'll take you up on that offer soon enough amigo.. Make yourself at home! Drinks on the house of course.. Ah my little flower come come."
--- There were girls already in the large booth with other guys, follow underground bosses and such. Mostly some big players. As Damien plopped himself on the couch Sosa would sit next to him but keeping a gap between them as she pulled 'Cataleya' to sit between them. Due to the way he tugged her which wasn't exactly too hard it still caused her to plop down with a little bounce as his arm looped around her shoulders. He pulled her in a little causing her to giggle and place a hand on his chest.
"Why don't we take that mask off and see the beauty hidden underneath.. Let me see what I'ma be staring at for the rest of the night. I'm sure I won't be disappointed."
"I never disappoint."
--- Sosa slipped the mask off her face revealing the intricate eye makeup hiding beneath this caused him to grin widely. He grabbed her under her chin tilting her face up a little, her left eye was still covered by her well styled hair as he turned her a little towards Damien. Damien would still be unable to truly tell it was Cereza considering the eye color difference and the amount of makeup she wore. Makeup did wonders in altering appearances but maybe he'd get a glimpse of something.
"Bela! Isn't she gorgeous Damien!? How can you pass this up hmm? You have to be louco."
"There's nothing wrong with a little louco.. It makes everything more fun."
"Haha! And she's witty! My kind of girl."
--- Sosa laughed letting go of her while pulling her in again so her back arched a little and her legs crossed each other mainly for comfort in this positioning. His arm was no longer on her shoulder but was more around her waist as her grabbed her behind tightly through the tulle of her attire while giving it a little pat again. It caused her to perk up and laugh, internally rolling her eyes.
"Mmm.. Damien you gotta grip this... now this, this is the perfect texture.. Come on amigo! My little flower you wouldn't mind to allow him to admire it as I am?"
"Haha, mm no I do not mind. He thinks me especial after all."
"Especial? Especial indeed. Well amigo! You have the lady's permission not like you ever need it."
--- Sosa would laugh again as 'Cataleya' glanced over her left shoulder with a smirk and a giggle pushing against Sosa a little as he patted her behind again. Well they seemed to be hitting it off.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 17, 2015 17:23:20 GMT -5
Mayhem felt the seat bounce slightly as Sosa drop down on to the sofa, quickly followed by Cataleya being pulled in between them. He saw how flirtatious Sosa was being with the women, quickly leading her mask to be moved away. From the angle, and the amount of make up Cereza wore, he would be unable to tell it was her, but she did seem familiar.
"Me Loco, oh you know I am Sosa."
Mayhem joked at both Sosa and Cataleya followed up comments. He watched amused as Sosa became more hands on then he already was, compliment her and asking if she would let him admire her form with her hand as well. He twisted in his seat slightly, hand come behind her and grabbing her through the skirt, a smirk on his lips. Sosa was right this was certainly something, from the angle his eye would look down at her neck. It was a inviting image and then he saw it. The shape hidden by make up a scar on her shoulder, obscured by the make up upon it. It couldn't be. Mayhem would squeeze Cataleya behind through her clothes once more, it couldn't be.
Mayhem would move in a flash, other hand pulling her to face him gently by the chin and mouth coming down on hers. It was. Mayhem's eyes widened, eyebrows raised, he knew these lips. It was her, what the hell was she doing here. It took a huge amount of effort not to just keep kissing her, take the opportunity but there had to be a reason why she had hidden herself so. Everything fit together. The hidden scar, the look in her eyes, the shape of them, the feel of her body. Mayhem forced the shock from his face, and then would wink as he shared what had been a brief but deep kiss with her. Knowing that Cereza would see it, and knowing that Sosa would not.
If she had gone out of her way to not show him who she was, there had to be a reason. If she had just wanted fun, even with how displeased she had been with him recently he didn't think that she would hide who she was without reason. Maybe the threat she had given him after his little test the other day, the sleeping gas that had been used on her, the threats of crushing his balls. Well maybe kissing her hadn't been sure a good idea.
Mayhem would than stand quickly, his strong arm under her behind lifting her as he stood and pushing her of spinning to the side so that she would land on Sosa's lap facing him. "Good luck, Sosa." The words were not for Sosa at all but for her.
"Maybe I will just fight for that one after all, shouldn't have tempted me."
He said laughing out loud, as he strode across the room to a the small bar of Sosa's booth and reached out grabbing a bottle of beer out of a fridge by leaning over.
Mayhem would crack the bottle open with his teeth and spit out the cap into the bin turning in a over the top fashion as he took a gulp of the drink. Before spreading his arms and laughing tipping the bottle in a salute at Sosa's.
"Cuz the castle maybe yours but I'm always the king baby."
He said before downing more of the bottle. What ever Cereza was up to, well he would just go along with it. He wasn't going to spoil what she was doing, even if it was for fun, well would the guy who always played games ruin the games of others....Well yes he would but not today and not hers. She was annoyed at him enough as it were, and he wanted to fix that.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 19, 2015 1:04:16 GMT -5
--- Honestly this wasn't exactly what she had planned to have a bunch of hands all over her. She knew at best Sosa was gonna have the roaming paws but he had invited Damien to join in. Yes she played along and allowed it. Truthfully she had no other choice really. She was in the lions den, literally. This was his castle and she was a mere expandable guest. Funny to think of herself in such a manner but it wasn't any other way. She was a body bobbing in a shark's tank trying not to make too many waves. She hadn't been too happy with him as of late causing a small distance between them that seemed more like a small tear for now. Could it grow? Would it grow was a mystery? The real question was was the distance always secretly there? Were they ever really close at all? If you asked Cereza she would probably chuckle at the thought. Her close to someone? In what reference? Actually it didn't matter really.
--- Damien shifted and well copped a feel through her attire. 'Cataleya' giggled at the first touch as Sosa laughed and exclaimed how right he was. Again she laughed turning her face towards Sosa, speaking something in Portuguese before looking over her shoulder again as Damien grabbed a feel once more. Before her lips could part to say anything he had grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. For the sake of comfort her body went with her face twisting to face him, a hand placed on his chest. It wasn't everyday one could catch her off guard even by a small margin but he did briefly cause she really hadn't expected he would do something like that with Sosa's presence. Sosa was literally right there practically claiming her for the night and Damien made a choice to steal her away even momentarily. Hell Sosa was in shock the man couldn't even muster up words at first.
~Fuck~
--- She exclaimed softly in her head realizing in his shocked expression that he knew it was her. Though she didn't resist his kiss finding herself straddling him at some point. He winked at her and deepened the kiss. Did he really think that that would make her less mad at him? That he could just plant a kiss on her and it would just melt it all away. Um no buddy it didn't work that way. Cereza wasn't that girl no matter how good of a kisser he was. Why did he have to deepen it? Why did he have to pick her up the way he did? Did he not recall things? He was making her hot and bothered and that actually was annoying her. She meant what she said about crushing his balls and that reasoning was starting to grow. Why did he like testing her so lately? And then he just tossed her away like any old thing? Really? Really? Ok it wasn't really like that considering the circumstances but still. She landed on Sosa's lap with a 'umph' straddling the man. Sosa's hands quickly grabbed her waist in reaction as he looked passed her to see Damien.
"You got some huge bolas my friend..."
"Hahaha si"
"Oh is my little flower impressed? Do you want to see us fighting over you? It might not be as pretty as your mind could be making it."
"Hahaha I think it's..como se diz? Amusing. Fun.. I think he was mm jealous. No?"
"Heh jealous indeed... You think it was fun huh? Maybe we'll have a little competition later tonight then.. Show you some fun.. Let's start with who the best kisser is hm?"
"Oooh? You don't have to figh-"
--- Before she could finish her sentence Sosa pulled in her pressing his lips firmly on hers. His kiss was full of lust as his hands squeezed at her waist before sliding down and back as he gripped her bottom through the tulle of her attire again. Purposely he lingered in the kiss pushing her down against him and closer. The others in the room paid little or no mind continuing their drinking. Sosa finally pulled his head back and laughed staring at the young girl before him. Cereza felt that all too familiar tingle rush through her body in a slow start up. That hold she had over it was cracked but she couldn't jump down the rabbit hole here. No she didn't even want to kiss this man whom she thought just might've been the one who hired this 'ghost' to take down her brother. Was Damien concerned about her now? Sosa was a highly dangerous man. This was a high stakes game of poker she was playing. Sosa could be the death of her. If she was just looking for entertainment there was a chance of survival but even then so there was too much what if and danger lurking with this man.
"Mmmm..how was that my Cataleya?"
"Mmmm..You're going to make me choose? That's not fair."
"Tch aww, that's where the fun is.. I need to put my friend here in his place. I guess we're gonna have to try harder to get you to say it..What do you say Damien? Have some fun with me and this flower tonight?"
--- It was pretty clear what Sosa was propositioning. Sosa padded her backside before slinking his right hand to her waist briefly then moving it onto the top of her exposed knee. Rubbing her skin with his thumb her trailed up with a grin. Quick thinking led her to lean in and kiss him again before pulling away and getting off of him, playing wagging a finger at him.
"Haha playing hard to get.."
"Game's are fun"
--- She said moving her hips to the beat of a song playing as she smoothly, danced over and grabbed the bottle out of Damien's hands. Her back was towards Sosa as she looked up at Damien before putting the bottle to her lips and chugging a fairly decent amount. Sosa looked a little impressed by it but this time he leaned back and watched her. With the flick of the wrist the rest of the people in the room were dismissed. He didn't really care for the crowd around him so much anymore as his guards just stood idlely. Her eyes noticed movement and glanced over her shoulder to see them leaving, she looked at Sosa silently internally wondering why but as he spoke she smiled in character and faced Damien. Lips were about to meet the bottle again but the mention of a name mixed with the familiarity of the voice caused a pause from her. Noticeably her eyes widened just a little as she slowed turned her head to see a man she really didn't want to.
"Tch too crowded...I hate when there's a thousand people when I want to speak business and maybe have a little pleasure mixed in... Speaking of business Senhor Knox I didn't expect you tonight. Welcome welcome... Don't worry about those two. He's an old 'friend' and well she's my little flower for tonight."
"I didn't expect you back till tomorrow but alas here we are.. I never worry with you. But my my who is the lovely catch."
"Cataleya"
--- The man was about forty though still looked amazing for his age. Dark brown hair, chocolate eyes framed by rectangular glasses. Damien could easily recognize him as Senator James Knox. Highly respected. Highly corrupted. Originally he entered the club with a mask on but since removed it the moment he was inside Sosa's V.I.P. lounge which the huge windows were being covered and the door sliding shut. Yeah his lounge was much different than others. Knox came over and grabbed her hand and placed a kiss on it. She tried not to feel disgusted by this man, not to remember that he was one of many back then when she was-...
"Cataleya? Beautiful name.. Now how do you expect me to conduct business with such a welcoming distraction."
"Business and pleasure. Though my friend and I were having a little competition. I'll think about letting you in.. For now why don't you distract each other while I and Senhor Knox talk.. Or are you all talk mi amigo?"
--- Knox would smile at her eyeing her up and down before walking over to Sosa leaving Damien and 'Cataleya' to their devices. However even with her back to Damien he could easily tell her eyes were lingering on Knox for far too long. The neck of the bottle was being squeezed tightly within her grip tightening to crack under the pressure. Distraction was indeed needed as her role which normally she wouldn't break for nothing had a little ripple inside. So now who the hell was Knox to Cereza?
[Ooc: Sosa's code is "#eb8810"]
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