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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 Apr 20, 2015 0:00:14 GMT -5
Mayhem watched the exchange between Sosa and Cereza, smirking at first when Sosa basically told him that he had balls for kissing her in Sosa’s castle after saying that he wasn't going to do such a thing. He smirk would drop though when Sosa grabbed Cereza and kissed her as well. Forcing a growl down so he made no sound and then drowning it with beer. Now that he knew it was Cereza, seeing Sosa’s acting that way was truly making him jealous, however Mayhem was good at hiding his emotion when he knew he had to. Normally he didn't have to, but acting as jealous as he felt would even look odd to Sosa.
When the kiss ended, Mayhem pulled the beer away from his lips and continued to listen as once more the pair spoke. What Sosa was suggesting made his blood boil, however it too got locked away. He had for years locked away emotion of certain kinds. Such as his feeling of love and hate for his old lover, Cachito, had he been unable to lock those feelings away. Well he would have been a broken man, it still hurt even now, but it just didn't register to him any more.
“Two kings share a queen? That’s not how the game is played Sosa, or are you afraid of a little contest of a different kind. You have the advantage after all, it’s not a fist fight.”
Mayhem however was glad when Cereza used the lull after the kiss to break away and head over towards him. Grabbing the drink from his hand, Mayhem would let her and watch with a grin as she drank. Seeing Cereza drink beer, was an amusing sight as he couldn’t recall ever seeing her do so before tonight. However Sosa next action worried him, as he dismissed the rest of the people in the room, there would be no possible distraction and then luck struck. As Sosa saw someone else in the room and started talking to them.
Mayhem looked over to the man, and recognised him, just like he had Sosa. Senator James Knox. Well…well…well. What the hell. Sosa had certainly made some powerful connection in the five years it had been since the last time Mayhem had seen him.
Mayhem would step back slightly as the Senator came over towards them, and Mayhem had noticed the shock in Cereza face before turned to face the man. Taking her hand, like he was a true gentleman, spitting in the face of the fact he was not. At least not a legitimate one.
“Senator, well I feel a lot less important.”
He said with a laugh, Mayhem had never met the Senator but knew of his dark dealing, through word of mouth in the underground. Nothing that could be prove, and nothing that the Senator couldn't dismiss out of hand, even if some form of proof did come to light. No more then men as powerful as him, couldn't have dealt with if it was a threat instead. Mayhem would nod and looked over at Sosa.
“Don’t worry Sosa go talk shop, I need every advantage I can get with this one I'm sure, if you’re the competition.”
Mayhem said with a laugh. When the Senator had moved back over to Sosa and the two were distracted with one another. Mayhem would see how Cereza hand, tried to crush the bottle in her hand. Knowing that something was seriously up now. However he couldn't just ask her out loud. Mayhem hand would grab the bottle and her hand at the same time, and spin her. Pushing her up against the bar.
He would plan a kiss on her neck, and a few more moving upwards, his body blocking her from view of the men mostly. As the kiss reached the top of her neck, he would whisper in her ear, in a low deep voice of concern.
“What the is going on Reza?” He asked and would return to kissing her neck, and spinning them back around, so that if Cereza did responded to him. Then neither would be able to see anything but the back of her. Lip reading was talent, many men of talent had, and he couldn't risk that Sosa or the Senator saw either of them talk in case they could do so like him.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 22, 2015 12:57:33 GMT -5
--- Sosa looked at Damien with a grin regarding his comment about two kings sharing a queen. A roar of laughter erupted from the man at the mere thought of Damien challenging him more. Indeed it wasn't a fist fight and it was something that didn't sit well with Cereza. On the outside of course she seemed like that type of girl especially maybe more so tonight. A common misconception but that was something that played into her favor often enough times. Even then so his little suggestion, his proposition didn't come as a full surprise to her she still wasn't planning on letting it get there at all. She came here with one goal and one goal alone. Damien's appearance placed a small damper but something she could work around. Him being in her business wasn't something she felt like allowing. The man was already trying to be a bit nosy already in another manner she needed him to butt out of this one.
--- Damien was the least of her concerns once Knox walked in. If she thought Damien was a small problem, Knox was huge problem. Knox was the biggest monkey wrench into her goal. Her blood boiled, her stomach twisted in knots at the sight of Knox. He was no matter how brief it was, a part of a portion in her life she wanted to forget. The past always came back didn't it and at the worst possible times. What happened wasn't her choice but it happened. Disgust and anger started to build steadily seeping through her. Normally she wasn't one to anger easily, it really did take a lot. She didn't often show her disgust on her face but this was different. This was hard to hold back.
--- The neck of the bottle creaked a little under the pressure of her group before Damien grabbed that same hand and pulled her back, spinning her so she was pinned against the bar. A small grunt escaped when she hit with a small thud. Her hand with the bottle was held by his so her first motion in thought to hit it on his head was quickly pushed away. Instincts had her knee jerk up just a little as if she was tempted to knee him in the balls. Well she was and she did promise to crush his balls but she quickly stopped herself remembering it was Damien and where they were and who she was supposed to be. On top of that he began kissing at her neck edging his way up.
~Goddamn it~
--- Again he was making something tingle in her. Not emotions but that urge of wanting to go further. It was small but it was still there and it always threatened to grow larger and she didn't need to lose herself here. No. All that needed to be pushed away. She cursed internally at the thought. At the reasons why she ever feels those things when she should control it better. Having experienced Damien more than once his kissing at her neck did not help at all. Sosa and Knox glanced over briefly and Sosa snickered and drew Knox's attention back to him. With the music and them speaking fairly low she couldn't hear what they were talking about. Damien's whisper reached her ear and he flipped them around. It caused Sosa to look over again and though her back was turned she figured if they kept flipping back and forth his attention would grow to them. Without answering Damien she moved her face to capture his lips in a kiss while twisting them one more time so he was in front of her. Yes he wasn't that much taller than her but he provided all the necessary cover and all she had to do was put her face in his neck in a certain angle to respond. Her hair provided great cover as she kissed at his neck to play along, somewhere in the turn the bottle ended up on the bar and her hands on his hips.
"None of your business."
--- She whispered back in a low but annoyed tone. She was being difficult again. In truth a slow build up to not caring about who was around was starting up. It wasn't Damien's fault but she damn sure was gonna push a little blame his way sooner or later. Did she not know how much danger she could be in at this point? Did she even care about it? What was so important then?
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 22, 2015 16:50:56 GMT -5
Mayhem welcomed the kiss she gave and wrapped a arm around her waist. Slightly upset when it ended, he rolled his eyes internally when she not unexpectedly told him that it wasn't his business. That seemed to be the case a lot when it came to Cereza. At least, she always saw it that way. However he didn't. What ever this was about, it wasn't safe. Sosa would flip if he found out that Mayhem knew she was someone other then who she was saying she was. Though he was still more concerned about how she had reacted to the senator.
"Mmmhmm if you say Cataleya."
He said, using the false name and making it sound like that there conversation was going along some other sort of line, if they were some how overheard. He wanted to get her out of there, to get her away from the men he knew could be dangerous. However he very much doubted that she would let him do so.
"Though if anyone tries the hurt you flower, I think I'll have fun with them understand."
His voice would return to a whisper, his head buried in her neck so the others couldn't see. He knew that she would care little for his protectiveness. He knew that she could look after herself, most of the time and would in fact throw that fact in his face. However it didn't mean, he wouldn't do so. With the words said he would pull her into another kiss. It was seriously effecting him, and it was a good thing he had drunk so little, otherwise he would have not held back as much as he was. Sosa could go to the crows for all he cared.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 23, 2015 13:27:00 GMT -5
--- Safety wasn't exactly the first thought in her mind well minus covering her identity. The reasoning behind that however was obvious considering it wasn't like she was going to be killing Sosa. She needed information however way she could get it and she didn't need him tracking her down after she managed to leave the place. She knew he was relatively dangerous how could he not be. Sosa wasn't some low level thug. But maybe she didn't know his cruelty truly. After all sometimes things are just embellished stories especially in the lifestyle they led. If this went completely south it could be the death of her or torture in which she would probably wish to die. So hopefully it went her way but it was starting to look like it wasn't. In truth how was she going to get the information needed without implementing herself that was the question. Well she had a way but it involved privacy and that was starting to dwindle more and more.
--- Initially he might not have been verbally warning her directly but she knew he was concerned about her being there. That he was starting to go into his protective mode. Indeed she didn't care for it she didn't even want him there to begin with but he was. She was too stubborn to ask for help when it came to something personal. She often rather just deal with it all her own. Maybe it was a slight pride issue. While his lips danced on her neck one arm wrapped around his waist to his back well the other hand sliding behind his head and in his hair. Sosa and Knox seemed deep into their conversation with a laugh or two exchanged. Her eyes glanced their way in intervals as Damien spoke and caught the exchange of something before Mayhem captured her lips. A quick 'mm' escaped her lips from the sudden kiss. She stayed engaged with his lips but moving her head a little to take a glance at what Sosa gave Knox. They were small objects and she couldn't tell a first until Knox reopened his hand for the briefest second revealing a key and a USB stick.
~What is that?~
--- That wasn't what she was here for but her curiosity had grown at that very instance. Now she wanted to know more. She wanted to know those little secrets. Maybe it was a part of a vengeful sensation building in her for Knox specifically. Sosa was still up in the air as there was no confirmation just yet on his involvement with her brother just yet. It was all speculation but it was a good enough lead. But this exchange certainly peaked her interest. Seemed like just maybe depending Jinx might have some things to do if she managed to not really achieve anything tonight. Damien's mask honestly made the kiss a little difficult unless she kept her face opposite of the half mask but at least good thing is that it gave her the excuse to get that view. Knox and Sosa shook hands and Knox glanced over but she quickly closed her eyes deepening the kiss and giggling. She pulled him tighter into her, clawing his back and gripping his hair. Her leg would brush the outer of his thigh trying to continue playing along with everything.
"Heh ever gonna let the girl breathe buddy?"
"Hahaha he thinks he can win this one from me.. Venha cá my little flower."
--- 'Cataleya' had been broken the kiss with a laugh. As Sosa called her over she would pat Damien on the chest and glance into his eyes giving him a little poke to his nose. Boy was the girl in deep as she strolled over while Sosa stood the moment she got close she wrapped her arms around his neck with a huge grin placing a kiss on his lips.
"Enjoyed yourself?"
"Mmm si, he's ok. But I prefer something a little more, como se diz? Exotic.."
"Oh amor, we'll have fun tonight. I promise that."
"You with your business and pleasure. Is that only applying to you Sosa?"
--- Her eyes shot towards Knox immediately knowing what he was suggesting. She wasn't fond of what Sosa previously suggested with Damien and she was even less fond of Knox trying to involve himself. This was agitating her strongly. Out of all the people in the room Knox was the one she least wanted anything to do with, let alone have to touch or touch her. Sosa perked a brow and laughed whilst giving a good hard grab to 'Cataleya's' behind causing her to jerk up and push out a giggle to jump herself back into character.
"Seems like everyone wants a piece of my little flower here. You are the popular tonight Cataleya! More than myself hmm.. Well I don't know Knox, my friend here and I seemed to be claiming this one tonight. Unless of course he wants to forfeit his spot."
--- Sosa grinned at Damien holding onto 'Cataleya', giving her a little peck on the lips. Not allowing Damien to respond to that just yet he looked back to Knox still grinning.
"Why not Knox. If you still think you have it in you. Though I doubt you have the stamina we do but if you insist."
"Mmm don't I get a say?"
"Sure you do sweetheart. You can say each of our names while-"
"Knox no need for that..."
"What? Haha I'm just speaking the truth."
"Any man that needs to boast about his prowess in bed obviously lacks the skill."
"Hahahaha! Did you hear that?! What a little spitfire!"
--- And there was Cereza's sass shinning through her pseudo persona for the evening. Sosa erupted in laughter, she smirked and Knox glared briefly before laughing with Sosa.
"I think I like this one. She has a big mouth. It's perfect."
--- It wasn't hard to pick up on Knox's little dirty joke right there. Sosa was beside himself laughing before he engaged her lips with a huge kiss before pulling her away. He spun her so she would spin towards the couch and plop down on it. He clapped his hands rubbing them together as he went to the bar to pouring himself a drink. The beginning of his words were loud and for everyone, the next portion was low and towards Damien.
"I need a drink, she indeed is perfect.. It will be a glorious affair then!....I think the little spitfire will certainly keep us up all night. I can tell. Hm I like her. Think you can stack up Damien?"
--- Meanwhile Knox sat down next to 'Cataleya' facing her a little. Slowly she turned towards him trying to maintain herself and not falter by punching him in the face. Especially since he was starting to run his fingertips against her exposed right leg, specifically up and down her thigh.
"You are indeed beautiful my dear..Tempting to steal you away from Sosa over there." "I doubt he would like that. He doesn't look like a man you want to upset."
"Indeed. Neither am I."
--- She felt him grip her thigh a bit harshly causing a small jolt in her. She winced silently as Knox smiled at her going back to tracing her skin. Meanwhile Sosa was probably distracting Damien with a little business talk before finally coming back over and sitting on the other side of her. Sosa wrapped an arm around her shoulders, but Knox's hand never left her thigh. Great she was between them two. Just fucking great. But Cereza kept up Cataleya's facade with a sultry gaze and leaned a little on Sosa as he tipped his glass up like a salute.
"So my friends, aren't you glad I'm back?"
~I'ma need a drink or more~
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Apr 24, 2015 16:14:32 GMT -5
Mayhem watched as Cereza headed over to Sosa and Knox. Watching and waiting, he didn’t even reply to Sosa’s first comment even when he did get chance. He was seething, full blown wanting to murder the two men as he saw them touching her. However Sosa was no joke in a fight, and while Mayhem expected he could win, he didn’t expect Sosa’s employees in the building to take kindly to it. Nor did he expect the Senator to just sit there doing nothing. Finally Sosa made mention of wanting a drink, and Mayhem would turn and grab four bottles of beer and open them. When his back was to them, he grinned a sadistic deathly grin that he was truly feeling. Before turning back to them, all smiles.
“Me give up Sosa, like that would eveeer happen and you know it.”
He said, to Sosa's previous comment, before adding more to his direct question.
"Stack up, more like put to shame. But We shall see."
Mayhem said with a laugh as he walked over with Sosa. With one hand he would thrust out a drink for Sosa, to claim as they walked before moving off to Cereza other side and offered one to Knox. However he would purposely off it in a way that would cause Knox to take his hand off of Cereza, and then once his hand had moved would drop in between the Senator and Cereza. Like a not so subtle, fuck you to the man. This isn’t your game. He had seen the dislike she had for him, and Mayhem would put himself between them so that whatever she was up to. She wouldn’t have to deal with him so directly. Then once sitting he would offer one of the bottles to Cereza.
“Ha, certainly make this place more enjoyable.”
He said about the club.
“So Senator…” He turned from Cereza, and down the drink in a insanely fast fashion in order to calm himself, looking like he was just enjoying himself and the process of getting drunk. “How did you meet our 'wonderful' host, I have to wonder?” He asked, he knew it was very likely that the Senator would lie, if he even bothered to reply. “Because as Sosa said, coming on in the years, I wouldn’t have taken you for a club goer.” He laughed, before turning back to Cereza as if it didn’t truly matter.
“Then again, I wouldn’t call myself young any more either. Old enough to be experienced, but young enough to still use it.” He boasted, even though he had heard the comment Cereza had made before but not caring. Giving her a smirk, at hinting of prior meetings.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on May 19, 2015 18:54:29 GMT -5
--- Sosa with a shake would've inclined Damien's beer having already poured himself a drink, something he more preferred over a beer especially if he wanted to get a little buzzed. When Sosa sat and 'Cataleya' leaned on him Knox still had his hand on her leg until Damien forcefully handed him the beer and the moment Knox grabbed for it, it seemed like the opportune cue for Damien to take his seat between them. Knox had no choice but to quickly scoot over or risk the mass of Damien crashing down on him. Knox clearly sneered at Damien highly displeased with the man before him. Boy Damien didn't understand how much harder he was making it for her. Yes she didn't want to deal with Knox for past reasoning's not like he knew that but all the same he was pissing him off. In pissing him off it would put a damper on her plans. Truthfully she needed to get Sosa alone, Damien was already a minor monkey wrench now with Knox it seemed like a whole tool box was thrown into her plans. But was there a plus to this? Damien didn't know the connection with Knox. Knox didn't know it was her, but Damien could maybe provided the needed distraction for her to get Sosa alone? But Sosa seemed so keen on making this a 'party'. After all it was his suggestion from the start and now clearly Knox wanted a part of it. Fuck. Naw she was a smart girl she could convince him otherwise right? Or maybe within her eagerness to find her answers she didn't do her full research in the most extensive way like she normally did.
--- Sosa did have a thing for 'parties' at times and he was a man that when his mind was set on something changing it was a heavy task. She would decline the beer because honestly she needed something much more heavier than that. Then again all the same she didn't. For if she drank too much she'd end up being much more inclined and hopped down the rabbit hole again and she needed to stray from that. Whenever she felt herself falling and not in the way other people fell she cursed Maverick and West for what they had done to her. What they put her through. What they made her feel and how hard she had to escape it. How hard she had to fight. It was exhausting but so often lately she had been slipping. Not this night she wouldn't; couldn't; let herself slip here.
"Here my little flower."
--- Sosa offered her a drink as he leaned forward pouring the bottle of liquor he brought over previously into a cup for her. Leaning back he handed it to her and placed an arm around her shoulder relaxing as he peered from the corner of his eyes listening to Damien's antagonizing tone. It made the Colombian smirk and laugh while Knox however was not as pleased or amused. Damien provided very little room for Knox to speak after being questioned and the dismissive way Damien played it only added fuel to the fire. Cataleya quickly downed her drink shaking her head a little at the burning sensation of how quickly it down her throat. She turned towards him just as his last comment kicked in watching him smirk through his half masked. Just beyond him she could see Knox smoldering, gripping tightly at the neck of the beer bottle just like she once did.
"I don't indulge the curiosity of men who choose to hide themselves behind a mask."
"If that is true I wonder how you are able to speak to any man. Every man hides behind a mask, no?"
"Haha she has a point amigo... Little flower you have me fall for you with each passing moment."
"I think she has too much mouth on her actually."
"Aah Knox, don't be like that.. The feisty ones are always the best. Imagine her spunk in the sheets."
"There's a lot I can imagine actually...How about we go 'seal' that deal with some entertainment then? I'm getting bored. Maybe it's time your friend here takes his leave Sosa?"
--- Sosa heard the clear tone in Knox's voice as did she. He really wasn't pleased and it almost sounded like a demand more than a suggestion. Sosa wasn't a man one just demanded from. No matter if they had discussed a deal that Damien wasn't apart of that wasn't the point. One didn't just demand from him. She felt the sudden tension and though it wasn't what she wanted she needed to try something to at least ease the air. She would giggle and place a kiss on Sosa's cheek while grabbing his drink from him and downing it. She put the glass on the table as she stood up and twirled around to face the trio.
"Meninos.. This is a time for... como se diz?.. Celebration! Not for fighting. Espere."
--- She strolled over to the bar and grabbed two more glasses one for Damien and Knox. Coming back she placed them on the table and poured hard liquor into each glass including hers and Sosa's. She picked up Sosa's and handed it to him and then to Damien and Knox before picking hers up and raising it in a toast.
"Come take.. Saúde!"
"Heh.. Saude."
--- Sosa smirked and raised his repeating the phrase 'Cheers' in Portuguese before downing his drink. She smirked shaking her head at the sensation again letting out a 'Whooping' noise as she began to sway her hips to the music outside. Had to lighten the mood and it seemed to be working on Sosa at least who laughed again and got up a grabbed her hips from the front and pulled her tightly in moving in rhythm with her. Phew.
"Heh she has the right idea. Why can't you grumpy old men think of this?"
"Tch."
--- Knox sucked his teeth and downed his drink and got up. It seemed like he was considering leaving but he quickly changed his course and stepped behind her. Who knew he actually danced even if a little. Great she was sandwiched with Knox and Sosa. She probably preferred it to be Sosa and Damien if she had the choice but she was trying to ease the tension and though she didn't like it, she gave a quick gaze to Damien hopefully reading silently like 'Don't cause trouble.'. Knox touched her hips lower than Sosa who's hands were more on her waist as they all swayed to the beat. How much longer could she keep this going?
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on May 27, 2015 12:00:34 GMT -5
Mayhem would have smirked at Sosa when pulled out something other then the beer Mayhem had offered, for him and Cereza to drink. However Mayhem planned to stick to the beer. As much as he wanted to be drunk, he was holding himself back from doing so. Spirits well, the made him more violent then the violent man he already was.
Knox's reaction to his words, well it was evident that the man didn't like him. To the point that Knox tried getting rid of him. However Cereza apparently had different idea's the what Knox was suggesting and ended up with both the club owner and the senator dancing with her.
He caught her gaze, and knew that she would not be pleased if he caused trouble, from the look in her eyes. So instead, he leaned back and finished off the bottle of beer he had, and took the glass Cereza had ended pouring before she had started the dance.
"Sod it." He muttered to himself, knocking back the content of that glass as well. Finally standing from the sofa. At first it look as if he was going to try and force his way into the dance, but instead turned to the table, which had the bottle on. Mayhem took the bottle and returned to the sofa. Pouring a glass he then put the bottle between his legs and held it there.
Sipping at the drink, Mayhem pulled one leg and rested it on his knee. Still keeping the bottle trapped, he watch Cereza and the dance as he slipped a phone out of his pocket. A few taps on the screen and Mayhem, was on a app created by Hudson designed to make his phone dealing untraceable, and started writing a message to a seldom used number. He was seriously intrigued at this point, as to why Cereza was here. What she had to gain from talking to such dangerous men. So he asked the only person, that he believed may know.
'Hat, it's King, do you know of any connection between, Rabbit and Senator Knox and a criminal known as Sosa?'
The message went out to Harleen, then Mayhem slipped the phone away. Down the last of the second glass and poured a third.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jun 2, 2015 23:04:46 GMT -5
--- In truth her blood was warming to a boil the more closer she felt Knox especially. His touch made her cringe inside. It made her twitch. It made her skin crawl with all sorts of feelings. But why? What made her feel such a way around this man? What was her hatred towards him? What was the connection? It was clear that it was nothing good. It was something deep rooted but she was playing it off best as possible yet all the same not. It was showing but only to Mayhem truly. Knox for sure must've gotten the latest inkling that she wasn't partial towards him considering her constant sarcastic remarks. If this went any further and they ended up in private it wouldn't go over well. Cereza more than new the capabilities of this Senator and she cared not to travel down that path ever again. Unwanted memories were suddenly knocking on her door and she tried hard to push them away. But they knocked harder and harder with each passing moment and touch.
~This wasn't supposed to be like this. I need to get rid of him but it's becoming clearer and clearer that isn't happening. Fuck.~
--- Normally she was very good at improvising in a situation. Adapting to the new changes but this was something a bit more difficult. The information she wanted and needed she preferred to obtain without any other parties involved. All of this was personal business. When things were personal Cereza involved no one. She wasn't an open book ready to show the world the words written on her pages. Knox wasn't fond of Damien already and she wasn't completely sure if she could get Sosa to agree to allow them their own privacy. He seemed set in his ways. Though she wasn't about to give up so damn easily that wasn't in her nature. If she didn't succeed here who knew when she would have another chance? However if there was a next time there was a certain degree of guarantee that it wouldn't remotely be pleasant. The matter was too serious. As she moved Knox made a move to kiss at her neck but the moment she even felt the motion of his head and his breath closer to her skin she quickly whipped her hair in that direction making it part of her dance forcing him to quickly pull his face away. She would repeat the action every time he tried, swaying her hips a bit more to further throw off his course of action.
--- Meanwhile Harley was laying idly in her bed with her head resting on a particular individual's chest. Gage rested soundly next to her as she listened to his heartbeat finding herself a little unable to sleep that night. Despite physically feeling a bit tired her mind was just not ready to sleep just yet. Suddenly a scarcely heard tone escaped from the draw of her nearby nightstand. Her brows frowned in curiosity of why Damien was contacting her, especially on her phone that was solely for Wonderland. Careful to not wake Gage, she silently slipped from under his arm and rolled over to a sitting position. Removing the phone from the hidden compartment in the draw she stared at the message. She thought it odd his question but it made her all the more inquisitive to it.
~Why is he asking something like that? Cereza must be up to something and he stumbled across it. But what is she up to then? Senator Knox? Sosa? What do they have to do with anything? There could be some reasons but for him to be asking me would mean he's looking for any personal connection. Mmm even she doesn't share everything with me despite our friendship.~
-- To be honest King, Rabbit does not share everything with me as you may think. Though through other ties there might be a connection of some kind considering. Rabbit has many means of networking. Though I do not deny finding this a bit alarming. For you to ask me means Rabbit is up to something without sharing information. Not exactly uncommon. But you're concerned aren't you? Sosa isn't a man to be toyed with as I've heard some things through the line. Knox, well corruption far doesn't it? As I said I can only think of a connection through another channel but anything personal I do not know. What is going on?
--- Harley sent out obviously a rather lengthy text but see she wasn't a mind of Wonderland for nothing. She had great deduction skills from the smallest bit of information because her mind always fired off in many directions till it snagged onto clearer thoughts. But see it helped even more when she knew the party involved. Damien would know that the other 'channel's' that Harley spoke of was that connection to Cereza's step father Michael De Luca. With that connection to the underground world it was a strong possibility that it came from there, but Harley was basing it off an assumption. She wish she did know why Cereza would have a personal type connection. With the text sent the Hatter would wait for the King to text her back.
--- Back in the club as Knox got handsie behind 'Cataleya' moving his hand towards the front she spun taking Sosa with her, essentially placing Sosa between them. He let out a hearty laugh while Knox backed up and frowned but laughed in the process. Sadly the more she tried to get away in any form only made him want her more. Sadly deep down she knew this which was why she just couldn't let it go any further. She just couldn't be subjected to it again. She didn't want to. For now the Senator took a moment and stared at her over Sosa's shoulder before smirking and walking over to the bar pouring himself a drink. He would turn and watch as Sosa laughed and grabbed her closer to him.
"Haha don't tell me you're tired already my friend? The night is young!"
"Indeed it is. I'm saving my energy for this wild one. I can see she's gonna be a hand full.."
"Ah yes yes."
--- Sosa spun her around so her back was flushed against his front as they danced. Knox eyed her with intense hunger. His eyes and the twisted smirk on his lips said it all. Damien no doubt would be able to read the look Knox gave to her. He wanted her. He wanted to show her that he was going to be the dominating force. That he was going to make her submit if it was the last thing he did. He snickered right into his drink settling his back against the bar lip waiting, stalking with his eyes.
[Poster's note: Sosa's code: "#eb8810" ..... Harley's code "#1035aa"]
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jun 8, 2015 11:58:31 GMT -5
Mayhem would continue to drink and watch the dance as he waited on the reply from Harley. He hoped that the other women was in a position to actually reply, because as he watched the dance, he saw Cereza's moving her head in order to avoid Knox's advances. While it did look like it was part of the dance, it was obvious to Mayhem that it was not. Mostly due to the timing, and that it didn't only happen once.
It was then that the text back from Harley came through, and he quickly flick the phone up so he could see it once more and read what she had sent back. She was right, Cereza's doing stuff without sharing info wasn't exactly uncommon, but he was concerned still. Even so, Mayhem typed back.
'Currently she is dancing with them, she's in disguise as it were, and she know Knox at least. There is something there, history of some kind because it clear that she does not like the man. I'm here if she get in over her head, but if I start to were out my welcome, I'm not sure if thing will be good. Maybe I should get one of the other down here just in case, things get dire.'
Mayhem sent off the text, and continued to watch. Finally Cereza seemed to shake off Knox with her actions in the dance. Rather then get up and purposely try and join the dance, he quickly examined Knox, he saw the look in his eyes and grew more worried. It was clear that the man wanted her, and he already knew that she did not want that to happen. Maybe it was time to do something about it.
Mayhem took the bottle he had been pouring his drink from, however instead of pouring another glass, he grabbed the neck of the bottle and drunk heavily. At the same time, Mayhem, used his other hand to slide his phone back into his pocket. But it did not come out straight away, instead a finger flicked out and pulled something in a hidden pocket inside the normal pocket of the jacket. Something else a little fun, not normally something he would take while he drinking because of how hard it would hit him. He crushed the couple, pills in his pocket, grinding them to a powder in his hand.
Then he stood, bringing the bottle down away from his lips empty. The stagger as he made his way towards the bars, was half fake, and half not due to the amount he had drunk. Moving up to the bar, he would place the bottle down on the bar, standing beside Knox, and reach out for another bottle, this time another beer, rather then what he had been drinking. Then he would turn, taking in the scene. He would try to see if, Knox was distracted enough by his eyes on Cereza's
If he was Mayhem would in a subtle motion put the powder into his drink.
If he wasn't distracted, he would instead wait for a chance to do so.
Mayhem knew that if he pulled it off, well the strength of the straight whiskey's flavour would cover up the taste of the drug. While making the drink seemingly hit Knox much much harder then it normally would. Either way Mayhem would lean against the bar and drink the beer.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jun 20, 2015 21:24:00 GMT -5
--- While Harley awaited the returning message she would stretch her muscles out as she rose off the bed, making her way towards a desk and taking a seat in the accompanying chair. The phone sat idle on the desk as she pushed back her dirty blonde locks into a high ponytail. A growing bad feeling was building in her gut. Cereza was her best friend whether it actually escaped Cereza's lips or not. Cereza opened to Harley once in a blue but still kept very short with her. Though she was somewhat of an enigma, never trying to give anything away there were times she might've faltered with Harley. Purposely or not. Or maybe it was because out of everyone Harley could read into Cereza just a little more better than others. They shared some similarities enough to make it so, but all the same Harley was a thinker. She wasn't a mind of Wonderland for nothing. The Hatter glanced down picking up her phone as it signaled for a new message. It wouldn't take her long to shoot a message back.
-- Rabbit's in disguise and dancing with Knox and Sosa? Now you have me more curious. It sounds like Rabbit is going through some lengths for this. It must be personal. King if I was you I wouldn't meddle in anything personal with her. You know it won't bode well. It's clear you aren't meant to be there, but I suppose I'm content with knowing you're there. Give the location. I'll inform Bander and join him Don't fuck up King.
--- If Harley's voice was over that last portion it would've sounded with a tone of seriousness. An icy glaze drizzled over it. With a heavy sigh she would arise again and walk over to the side of the bed where her sleeping beast rested. To her for such a normally intimidating looking individual he seemed so soft and peaceful when he slept. Too bad she had to wake the slumbering beast, but this was business and just like Cereza, Harley took business pretty seriously. Standing over him, she gave him a light shake not wanting to alarm him and kick in his danger sensors.
"Gage."
--- Meanwhile Sosa was preoccupied with 'Cataleya's' dancing and Knox with his drink. As she grooved trying to think about her next steps though that's the moment her eyes locked on Damien getting up. What was he up to? She'd be utterly pissed if he further got in the way of matters. He seemed to stagger his way over towards Knox.
~Don't you dare start something now Mayhem. Don't you fucking dare.~
--- Unsure of what he was going to do she felt it best that Sosa's line of sight didn't match with Damien. Turning around to face Sosa, she wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed as she spun them around so his back was towards Knox and Damien. She kept her body tight and close to Sosa purposely looking at Knox all the while keeping that tricky slick Mayhem within her line of vision. The way he glanced at Knox she felt he was up to something. Knox continued to ignore Damien lowering his drink for a moment near his waist just long enough for Damien to slip the powder in the drink yet he was almost caught by Knox until Knox's eyes caught the seductive defying stare 'Cataleya' gave to further the distraction. After the powder had a chance to dissolve in the liquor Knox would take a swig with that sick grin on his face. But boy was he in for a surprise. Gray hues fell upon Damien knowing what he had done; something that was essentially a tool in her plan with Sosa himself. Her eyes actually gave off a small sense of approval towards him. Well it was a small improvement from the attitude and scolding glares she had previously been giving him. It seemed like it wouldn't be long for the substance to take a hold of Knox as the man made a move to go forward he felt himself get lightheaded and stumbled back bumping his back against the bar.
"Seu amigo não parece muito bom." ('You're friend does not look too good.')
"Hm?.... Knox, tsk tsk.. You should've held back on the drink amigo. You're not so young as you like to believe haha."
--- Knox felt a bit dazed not really formulating words but more focused on trying to gather himself which wasn't happening.
"Guess someone is out of the competition. Oh pocos ('oh wells').. Maybe the real fun can begin."
--- Sosa looked at her as he held her by her waist with arm he seemed to like the idea. There was no words but a simple motion he made dipping into his pocket and pressing a button. Two guards would come in to help escort Knox who was not pleased and a bit fussy. 'Cataleya' snuggled up to Sosa giving a mocking finger wave to a disorientated senator. Now what was going to happen considering one obstacle was eliminated.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jun 26, 2015 21:01:37 GMT -5
Gage slowly drifted into conciousness, as Harley gently shook him awake, and stretched out lazily. Like a wolf waking for the day, and slowly coming into alertness. Opening his eyes, he looked up at her before bringing one of his hands across to his face and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He could tell immediately that his body did not seem to have gotten a full night sleep and looked from Harley to the window. It was still dark out.
"What time is it? Something up?"
He asked, it wasn't like it was the first time, that Harley had awoken him in the night. Sometimes it was because they had other things to do, other was due to his insistence that they act in a way to keep there relationship a secret from others. His over protective nature for her, not wanting harm to befall her due to being involved with him.
Regardless, Gage forced himself to sit up in the bed, pushing aside the covers and slowly swinging his legs out of the bed. Planning to get up, and once he heard what she knew, it was likely he would be getting up completely and dressed as well.
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Mayhem wouldn't have know that he had almost been caught by Knox, nor of the subtle assistance that Cereza had provided him, in his little plan from behind him. He was to focused to have noticed that Cereza had not only turned Sosa around, so that as to not risk him seeing. Nor that Cereza eyes caught Knox's in a fashion which served as a perfect distraction for him slipping the powder into his drink.
Mayhem would have caught Knox's reaction to what he had done, the brief realisation but not being able to act in any correct way in order to get the fact across. It was at this point, Mayhem knew that he had truly made an enemy of Knox, not just annoyed him. Hopefully the blend of drugs and alcohol would leave him mess in the head, once the morning came. That he would have forgotten the realisation and most of the night as well. If he didn't well, all it would seem like that, was Mayhem was not one to like co-operation in his pursuit of a women, that should mean that Knox didn't look too deeply into 'Cataleya' instead focusing his ire on Mayhem instead.
Mayhem couldn't help but grin at the exchange between Sosa and Cereza. Even if he couldn't understand most of it. It seemed clear to him that Sosa hadn't realised what had occurred, seeing as he managed to call people to escort Knox away.
"Seems the game is just down to the two of us."
Mayhem laughed, as once more his phone rang due to the text arriving from Harley. He pulled the phone out once more, and then looked up at Sosa.
"Damn more business, et me grab another drink and deal with this. Consider it me giving myself a handicap."
He laughed again, and grinned. Turning back to face the bar and grab a drink as he replied to the text.
'Managed to dispose of Knox, perm or temp I don't know. Either way he is going to have a headache in the morning. Let me know when you get here, but don't cause a scene. If shit hits the fan, I'll need you close, if it doesn't well I make it up to you and Banders to for calling you out so late.'
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jun 29, 2015 23:34:35 GMT -5
"Something's up with Rabbit. King is with her by mere chance but he's concerned and requested backup just in case."
--- Harley said no more as he sat up completely. There was a seriousness in her tone more than usual which meant she meant business. There was no time for teasing or kissing or hugging. She walked away heading to her dresser and removing some simple clothes from the top drawer. A pair of sweats and a tank top as all she currently swore was Gage's shirt over her undergarments. She knew Gage was probably going to protest but she wasn't going to entertain him with a response. If she had it would probably go along the lines of reminding him that she was very much a member of Wonderland as he was. That she was very capable of taking care of herself. She was much more than her smarts and even then so her smarts got her far. Just as she put the clothes on top of the dresser the phone sounded again. For a brief moment there was a relief from his text yet all the same she sighed heavily annoyed by the fact he never stated where 'here' was.
"Idiot. How could you-? Je jure que je vais lui couper les balles un jour. Il semble penser que avec eux de toute façon." (I swear I'm going to cut off his balls one day. He seems to only think with them anyways.)
--- When Harley spoke in her native tongue of French it was usually because she was highly annoyed at someone. Her French roots spilling from her lips with a sudden accent as she put the phone down a little hard on the dresser. Sure one would think it would be easier to text him back and ask where but from the gist of his text she probably wasn't going to get an answer. There was no time to waste.
"You're friend is an idiot."
--- The word idiot was spoken with a French accent as she said that to Gage before placing her hands on her dresser looking down at the phone realizing she was going to have to use her brain and her connections for this. Mayhem had mentioned Sosa a pretty high profile kingpin and Senator Knox. With a quick dismissal Knox was not a needed clue for her assessment. Sosa was the key. Mayhem was there and he mentioned Rabbit was in disguise, well if she didn't want her true face revealed that made all the sense but not the heaviest to deduce the where. She could wear a disguise to anything. Harley thought long and hard, Mayhem was there so it just had to be some kind of event of some sort. Mayhem didn't just go to anything it had to be a party or some sort of business venture. The entire time Gage would notice Harley was in one of her deep thinking moods and was best not to disturb her. Picking up her phone and sent a text to a reliable source asking if there was anything about Sosa. Anything about maybe a party or something. Sure one would think she could've sent this text prior to all her thinking but she wouldn't be her if she did. Besides what if Sosa wasn't throwing a party and he was at a function of some kind that would be much harder to find. She was hoping she was right; though Harley was fairly confident. The ping came back and right on the money Sosa had a party at his club being thrown, a masquerade. Harley turned to Gage wherever he may have been and spoke.
"We need some attire. Sosa's throwing a masquerade at his club, that's where they are despite King being a smart individual and not telling me. Let's go."
--- With that she would take off his shirt tossing it back to him and throw on the clothes she removed. They would need to make a pit spot to get the right attire for the affair before eventually arriving hopefully on time. She didn't bother sending a text yet, it wasn't necessary anyways.
================================================================= --- Good thing Sosa hadn't seen what had occurred otherwise it would not have turned out well whatsoever for the pair. Damien probably was the only one between the two that knew how bad Sosa's wrath could get. The extent Sosa would go. Cereza was not well versed in that area as she should've been. Sure she had done some research on him. Yeah she heard some things but she was acting more on the impulse of wanting to know if he had anything to do with what happened to her brother. Was Sosa the source or was she on the wrong track again? The level of danger Cereza had placed herself in was unknown and hopefully could be kept to zero especially with Knox gone it was highly possible. She just needed to keep playing with her 'Cataleya' card for awhile. Sosa squeezed 'Cataleya's' waist a little tighter as he brought her in front of him, pressing her against his massive form with a smirk. Damien's words did not go ignored with Sosa addressing him without a glance.
"Sure amigo you do that.. Me and my little flower here...."
--- That hand around her waist slid down and grabbed her backside again causing a giggle from her and a grin from him still.
"I think it's time we got more acquainted, si?"
"Si."
"Vir.." (Come)
--- Sosa would plant a heavy kiss on Cataleya's full lips before spinning her around and patting her butt so she'd move forward. Sosa grabbed a quick swing of his nearby drink as her eyes full towards Damien wondering what he had been doing. It didn't matter as it was on to phase two. How was she going to get this information? She didn't want Damien involved in her business but he was there. She was so beyond annoyed. Where were they going? Oh she soon found out as a secret door opened in the VIP room to another room, obviously, why wouldn't he have this. It was a fairly decent sized room with a bed. It was easy to see where this was going as if earlier it wasn't obvious enough. The door closed but remained unlocked for Damien to follow suit once he was done. Cataleya strolled in taking in the area. True to her nature she was trying to analyze every nook and cranny she could see just in case if anything. There are to be another route out.
--- This was Sosa so maybe it was secret. That would suck cause she would need to find it as walking out the front she wasn't too sure if that was going to work well now that Damien was involved and what just occurred with Knox. It was all internally while externally she playfully commented in her accent about how nice the room was. She was in the process of turning on her heels when he spun her completely around and took her lips for his own. He held her tightly by her arms as he lustfully kissed her. For a small moment she was able to pull her lips away with a little laugh.
"You move fast."
"Don't be modest now mi amor."
--- No hesitation he took her lips again as he forced her to backpedal with his walking forward push. Before the back of her legs could touch the bed he had already lifted her almost effortlessly and tossed her on the bed. By no means was Cereza a light girl. 5'11". 145 pounds. Yeah she wasn't the lightest so his ability to do it like she was paper she slightly understood his strength. But she wasn't a weakling either. She plopped on the bed with an 'umph' bouncing a little but before she could remotely adjust he was already essentially on top of her. She blinked at the suddenness, which told her he was certainly quick. Believe it or not there was enough in her that was cringing yet that damn tingle was kicking in. No she couldn't, wouldn't let it win out. She was forced almost flat as he started kissing her again hungrily. His left hand was running up and down her outer thigh occasionally making it past the tulle of the outfit. It made her stiffen though she tired to hide it but she couldn't help the jolts of the potential that he would touch the inner parts of her thighs and feel her scars. She hated them, hated where they came from. For now he remained on the outer, kissing her and sometimes kissing heavily at her neck. Her body was reacting she couldn't help that. Besides she had to play along till she could find a way to turn the tides and by the looks of it she needed to soon. If only she wouldn't be so stubborn about Damien's presence.
[Poster's note: Sosa's code: "#eb8810" ..... Harley's code "#1035aa"]
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jul 2, 2015 2:32:19 GMT -5
At Harley words that Cereza and Mayhem needed back up, Gage stood completely. The fact that her tone was serious and that she used the codenames of the group, let him know in seconds that she meant business. However he could go alone, no reason for her to go into danger as well. "Just let me know where and I'll go. You get some sleep." He said, trying to make it sound like he was more interested in her getting some sleep then trying to stop her getting into danger. He knew that she would probably see through it, and a get a tongue lashing for the comment but he would take it.
He couldn't help but grin when she went into a little flourish of French though. He didn't understand most of it, he swore that she had said cut something, and 'les balles' however well he didn't know but he could make a educated guess. Obviously she wasn't the most please person in the world right now. Grabbing his own clothes from the room, also reclaiming his shirt when she removed it to change.
Gage actually laughed a little when she just came out and called Mayhem an idiot. It was not often that he laughed, however there was something about just how blunt Harley could be some times that couldn't help but mark him grin. Well at least when they were alone, he had more self-control in public.
"A masquerade, well then if we are doing this let get going."
He said, already admitting defeat that she would be coming regardless off what he said. He knew how spirit Harley could be after all. He would pull his shirt on and grab his jacket and head to the door, opening it and waited for her to lead the way.
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Mayhem looked up from the phone after he had sent the text. He hadn't realised that he hadn't told Harley where they were. He was too focused on what was happening around him. Cereza and Sosa. He knew that he had no real claim there, but he couldn't the feeling of jealousy inside him, at least he had managed to get rid of that Knox bastard. He didn't know why Cereza had not liked him, but he was gone that was what mattered.
Mayhem watched the display as Sosa lead the way into a secret room. So cliche, Mayhem thought with a smirk. Sliding his phone away, making sure to switch it to silent. He didn't know if Harley would message him again, but he didn't want anyone else to realise if she did. HE may not be able to check if she did, but at least he would know she was.
Mayhem stood there at the bar for a few seconds, grabbed another drink and downed it. Thinking about this entire mess. Why Cereza was here, why she was in disguise, pretending to be a almost women, a seductive one though with a cutting tongue. What ever the reason, Sosa seemed to be buying it.
Finishing the drink, he cross the room and pushed into the VIP's secret room after Cereza and Sosa. Sosa obviously enjoying himself, and her company. Suddenly a thought came up to him, something about Cereza that could mess up the disguise. Something that would also seriously implicate him as well. If Sosa saw here scars, felt them. Realise what they said, what conclusion would Sosa jump to. The letter 'M' while standing in a room, with a man that Sosa most certain knew used the letter, who show a excessive interest in the women in front of them. Hell if something happened like that to Mayhem, well he would jump to those sort of conclusions too.
Then again, if they were seen maybe he could ask. Make it sound like he had never seen them. Ask who had given them to her, while around Sosa she would likely just lie thought, if not just refuse like she normally did. He forced the ideas and questions aside and strided over to Sosa and Cereza.
"Planning to hog all the fun?"
Mayhem said with a false smirk. Trying to delay Sosa and Cereza interaction as much as he could. 'Come on Harley I'm not sure how long I can resist a bloody situation such as this.' He thought, not knowing if he meant following the obvious direction things were going, or punching Sosa in the face and dragging Cereza out of there.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jul 17, 2015 1:45:59 GMT -5
~This could've been over by now. It should've been. I guess what Damien did was smart but damn it...I had no window to drug Sosa myself. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. Damn Knox. Damn Damien.~
--- Frustration had continued to grow inside Cereza as more time passed on. This wasn't how she expected things to go. Yes she thrived in environments where she had to improvise but this situation honestly had her grasping at straws. Her mind was torn in so many directions trying to figure out a way to salvage her reasoning for being there. Laying with Sosa was not her intentions to obtain said information. Her goal was to get him drunk, possibly lace his drink and pull the information needed from him best she could. However so many monkey wrenches had been thrown into the mix at this point. Everything in her was against it. Yet all the same so much was riding on this, at least for her. Cereza needed to know if her search was practically over or did she still have nothing. Was she truly beginning to scratch the surface or was she clawing at air? A small wave of desperation was sweeping over her. She felt herself becoming more willing to go that extra mile for what she wanted. This was important to her more than Damien knew. Actually Damien knew nothing about tonight. Damien didn't even know her brother was still alive but in a coma. As far as his knowledge went her brother was dead. She would probably kick herself repeatedly for taking it to the extreme but she almost felt left with no choice in order to get Sosa where she wanted him. She had played the role of a seductress; a temptress; and she was about to be forced to live up to it.
--- Was Damien really that much of a detriment? No he really wasn't but Cereza was just making it more difficult on herself by choosing to not open up about her plan. To not open up just a little about her personal life. She was never a girl that often asked for help especially with matters so close to her. She was stubborn beyond belief. It took a lot to push her into asking outright. Maybe it was the fact that she was still made at Damien for that night at the warehouse where he dragged her out there and actually gassed her at one point. He left her with such an unsatisfying taste in her mouth from not being able to get the fight she was looking for. For dragging her out there for nothing. But she was seemingly upset at him prior to that night for in truth it stemmed back to the meeting at Wonderland HQ. In a moment they shared during the hour recess from the group. If she was being honest it wasn't his fault. She couldn't help her thoughts in that moment. She couldn't stop her mind from wandering off to Maverick as much as she didn't want to think about him. As much as she didn't want to think about that time because there was nothing good there. The fact that it happened pissed her off. The fact that what Damien was doing at the time somehow pushed her thoughts in that direction irritated her soul. She hated the way she felt. She hated even entertaining the thought of Maverick or West or the rest even in the slightest. But he didn't know of where her displeasure for him was truly coming from. Again it wasn't even really his fault but knowing Cereza she would lay the blame on him anyways. Somehow someway.
--- In the dim lit room Sosa continued his lustful intent on 'Cataleya'. She attempted to play a little coy shifting her face away every now and again but there was a clear sign that Sosa was the aggressive type. Turning back now wasn't even remotely an option. As she was essentially pinned beneath him she felt his grip on her thigh tighten every once in awhile when she shifted her face away from him. It caused a little jolt from her in response. Her body temperature naturally began to rise due to his assault upon her neck and the rubbing up and down her outer thigh. Her lips were his again as he kissed her deeply; hungrily; forcing a small arch of her back. Damien's presence wasn't made aware to her till Sosa's right touched the base of her neck and creeped down managing to unclip the first notch of her corset. Damien's voice rang out just as Sosa's phone vibrated and rang in his pocket, the man paused and smirked against 'Cataleya's' lips before pulling up to a sitting position. Her chest showed signs of a quickened breathing pace considering.
"Normally I would ignore it but that is business calling.. Heh make sure you warm her up good my friend."
--- Sosa would get off her but not before giving her a little teasing smack against her thigh. As he spoke about warming her up he would already be standing near Damien giving him a pat on the shoulder. As for 'Cataleya' she propped herself up on her elbows still playing the coy game with her accent spilling over again.
"But we were just starting to have fun."
"Haha, don't you worry my pretty flower I'll be back to pick those petals soon. Why don't you entertain my friend till I get back?"
--- 'Cataleya' smirked looking at Damien with beckoning eyes as she got up to a kneeling position assuming he was still standing near the side of the bed. If he wasn't she would finger wag him over and grab a hold of his jacket tugging him tighter to her. If he was near the bed she would just grab his jacket and pull him in. Looking up to him she would remove his mask tossing it away as she spoke aloud.
"I can think of a few things."
--- If not met with resistance she would lean up kissing him and pulling him by his jacket so he'd tumble on the bed with her. To play the roll she'd giggled into his lips as he fell on top of her continuing to make out with him. Sosa smirked shaking his head as he answered his phone leaving the room, closing the door behind him. How safe were they to talk without pretending to be doing something was unclear. Considering their track record with each other lately how much was it really pretending? How much holding back could be done was the real question. For now she was the one remaining silent outside of a few light 'mm's' for good measure; though they weren't false. She had to buy her time.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jul 18, 2015 19:39:22 GMT -5
Being so close to the display of continue lust from Sosa on 'Cataleya' was aggravating, he was a jealous man it seemed, but with no right to be at least from the way Cereza seemed to act to him. He knew that he had annoyed her with some things in the past, but... No he pushed the train of thought aside as best he could. Whatever her reasoning for tonight events, he didn't really like the way things were going.
Suddenly the subtle sounds of the Sosa and Cereza was broken, just after he had spoken. Sosa phone ringing. Mayhem was slightly shocked by the fact, that the phone call whatever it was managed to distract Sosa from the current events. Making him get up and say he had to deal with it. Mayhem suppressed a gulp from taking his throat, hoping that the phone call didn't end up being something that blew either Cereza cover, or the fact that Mayhem knew her. While at the same time hoping that the call would be able to distract him long enough so that he could try and find out from Cereza what the hell was going on.
He couldn't help the smirk rise on his lips though, when Cereza implied the possibly of her entertaining him while Sosa was gone and pulled him closer by the jacket. Being pulled down on her in a kiss, to the bed below. Lost in the drinks of the night, at first he fell right into. Kissing back passionately as Sosa left, that door clicking shut behind him. Grabbing her waist with one hand the kiss continued, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop if this went on much longer.
With his other hand, Mayhem would grab an her arm and pin it to the bed, breaking the kiss and bringing his mouth down on her neck. Kisses to cover up the quiet growl he made into her ear. He only hoped that Sosa was foolish enough to not have camera's in this room just because he didn't want video of intimate meeting that he himself was involved in.
"What is this about Reza? Is this what you want?"
He said, still wanting to know why she had come out to night after Sosa in disguise. He would continue the kisses again for a few seconds before speaking once more, another growl but quieter and deeper in tone.
"Whatever it is, is it worth pride?"
He added, in Mayhem mind it didn't bloody matter her reasons. However he couldn't believe that she would be as easy as this, mostly due to his own pride that the past involvements had nothing to do with attraction to him, but some other unknown motive.
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