Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on Jun 8, 2018 17:00:52 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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After the news of her mother is was a week or so before the doctors let her discharge her little sister. In the mean time Lulu had buried her little brother and sign her moms body over to the state for disposal. The house that caused her so much torment had been torn down by William. It was a bit of a relief for a troubled mind but Lulu needed a change. Over the last week she had been to visit Carson to get his blessing to open a new chapter of the fools.
After a job offer From a fashion Company in Paris she was going to be the editor and chief of a new magazine to opened later in the year. Detroit held to many skeletons for her and she convinced Johnny it would be better for their family to move. 'Are we going to see my mommy?'Jataya {click} asked from the back seat. "Sweetie, Remember I told you that Mommy had to go away on a long trip." Her blue eyes glanced up at the review and saw the little girls frown.
"We are gonna go to get some ice cream later but I need you to be a super good girl and play with the tablet Auntie lulu bought for you." Her words were soft and she watched the little girls eyes get super excited. 'Ice cream!! yay.' The squeelish voice replied and Lulu pulled her car into the lot at the club. Queenie had set up a meeting with the lawyer she had apparently been seeing. There was a lot to be done before half of this group could just up and move to another state.
Inside the club Jataya followed close to lulu seeing all the new faces that she had only met briefly. Taking the girls hand she headed straight back to her office and got her sister settled watching cartoons. pulling out some folders and info on some properties she had found in Brooklyn she waited for The man to show up so they could get all these loose ends tied up for the move.
Post by Simon Crawford on Jun 8, 2018 22:13:49 GMT
Days had went by since him and Queenie hooked up and have been seeing each other whenever they could. He would even go on his lunch break to see her. Every now and then Queenie came to his office when he worked late working on paper work and getting ready for cases, which she brought dinner over for the both of them. He had gotten the Charger fixed with spare items he had such as windshield, mirrors, and even the seating since the glass had cut up the black leather. He popped out the dings and dents. Mrs. Lark had seen Queenie from time to time and even tried to keep her out of the Law Firm building, but Simon had placed a letter on her desk when she was out at lunch that if Mrs. Lark didn’t allow his girlfriend into the building, then he will turn over all of his ‘Evidence’ he had on her to her Husband and would take her job from her. So, she let Queenie in the building. But when Queenie wasn’t there, the saggy wonder of the world was relentless. She had moved Simon into a corner office that was across the way from her own. The Black Diamond had seen what she tried doing the one day as she stared at him, let’s just say it was something that made Simon gag for two hours straight. It was a living nightmare, especially from the dry heaving. The next day when Mrs. Lark came in, she saw that his office windows and door were modified with sliding curtains that was in between the window panes. Every time he saw her, the blinds were closed. His boss figured he was playing hard to get. Queenie had gotten tired of it about his boss and did something about it. Everywhere Mrs. Lark went, there was always a couple of Fool members standing their watching her. It worried her and when she either tried to yell at them or call the cops, they were gone. Since then, she had hired herself a personal driver and a pair of muscle bodyguards.
Recently, his loved one had come to him in asking him for a favor and that was to have a meeting with her boss at the Fool’s Clubhouse where she worked at during the day. He had checked his schedule and saw he had a day that was suitable for him to come over and have this meeting with this, Lulu. When the day came, he logged out of his office computer, grabbed his black suit case, car keys and his smartphone. As he was about to put it away, his phone dinged...twice. Taking it out, he saw two txts from two different people. One was under the name, ‘My Queen’ and the other was ‘That crazy hag.’ His Queen’s text said, “Hey baby, don’t forget about the meeting with Lulu.” Hitting on the reply button, he typed in, “No worries my dearest Queen. I’m leaving now.” Sent. Ding. Looking at the Crazy Hag message, h all but spewed the bile from an empty stomach into his waste bin. He had deleted the message since it was a very (unflattering and saggy) attempt of sexy picture with a message saying, “I’m moist thinking about you, Fox” With a hurry in his step, he ran out of his office not looking at her’s and went for the stairs. Rushing down it, he bolted for the doors at the front. Going through the spinning doors and hurried to his car. Opening the Steel door of the Dodge Charger. Slipping inside of the car, he slammed the door shut and fished out his keys and fired up the 426 hemi engine. The Black and Silver colored car roared to life as it rumbled in his parking spot. Shifting into reverse, he backed out of his space. What he didn’t know was that Mrs. Lark was looking down at him...from his office. She had plans for Simon as she grinned at the sight of him driving out of the parking lot and onto the Main Street.
Since Simon had visited her once before at the Fool’s club house, he knew the place was on the other side of town from where his office was. The car roared through the streets as he drove and even took shortcuts through parking lots and gas stations to try and reach the Club house faster. Shifting into second gear, his car purred to him wanting to race down and through al of Detroit, but he fought the urge the whole time as he rode through. Smiling and nodding his head towards cops that looked at him to admire the beautiful car. His eyes saw the club house as he was getting closer and closer to it. But as he was about to turn into the parking lot off to the side of the club, a line of slow moving cars began to drive past him. Looking at this, he couldn’t believe that they were going 25 in a 45 and was going to make him late. Putting on the e brake, he placed his foot down on the gas pedal and the tires began to spin and made a cloud of white smoke behind and around him. When there was a gap, he disengaged the brake, spun the wheel and the car shot through the gap and into the parking lot. Slowing down, he pulled right up next to a certain Dodge Viper. Killing the engine, he opened the door, took out his briefcase and shut the door. A smile came to his mind as he had a dinner reservation for him and Queenie at an Italian restaurant at the heart of Detroit. It was a place he went to a few times. Good food, great atmosphere and very polite staff. Walking across, he fixed his suit jacket by straightening it a bit as he drew near towards the doors. Opening it, he stepped inside and saw that lovely face of her’s behind the counter. She pointed in the direction that he needed to go. Nodding his head and winking at her, he went towards the door, hearing cartoons on the other end of it. Knocking on the door, he stepped inside when he was told to come in. “Mrs. Milton, I’m Simon Crawford.” He said as he stepped towards her desk and stuck out his hand towards her. “Queenie said you and your husband needed my service about a...private matter?” After shaking her hand, or not shaking her hand from a refusal, he would sit down in one of the two chairs on his side of the desk. Looking from the corner of his eyes, he saw the little girl watching TV. Setting his briefcase down onto her desk, he opened it and pulled out a lollipop for the little girl. Instead of handing it towards the girl, he handed it to Lulu. “This is for her when you want to give it to her.”
Simon had these cause he from time to time dealt with cases that had children in it and carried lollipops for them. What kid didn’t like a Cherry flavor or Grape flavor treat? Taking out the pad of paper and one of his pen’s, he clicked it and wrote the day’s date and time. Looking up at the desk, he saw the files that the club owner had stacked on top of it. Looking at Lulu as he sat there. “Since this is a favor for Queenie, this matter will be free of charge Mrs. Multon. So, how can I be of service to you and your husband Mr. John Multon?” His body was relaxed as he sat there looking at her. He was being professional like he was trained to be while dealing with a matter that could end up in a court house one day. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his cellphone and turned it off, then slid it back into his suit breast pocket.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on Jun 9, 2018 14:00:23 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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Lulu hadn't long sat ht her desk and started to organize papers before the lawyer arrived. Looking up from her paperwork she leaned back in her seat and observed his features. A little smirk was on her lips as she closed a folder. "I can see why Queenie is so smitten. Your such a Handsome man." Rising up from her seat she extended her hand to take Simon's. "Please just call me Lulu." The man offered a Lollipop for Jataya and just like any other child she ran over sensing the sweet treat.
Unwrapping it she had it to the little girl who went to run back. "Sweetie don't run with that in your mouth." Lulu spoke up and then turned her attention back to Simon. "Well Mr Crawford, That is a sweet gesture considering this a favor but this isn't going to be a one time deal." Her voice was soft and the smile never left her lips as she grabbed a bag from beside the table. Setting it in front of Simon she opened the zipper and there was a large sum of cash. "I'm not sure what your normal Retainer is but im pretty sure this is much much more."
Her blue eyed gaze went down to stacks of paperwork on the desk. "Im not sure if you really know much about us. The Fools are pretty well known in Detroit by most. Well unknown to my club is the fact they a few of us are going to be making Brooklyn our new home. Here I have contracts for finalizing sales on all my clubs here in Detroit, I also have purchase agreements for properties in Brooklyn. Most of all we always need a good lawyer and on the top you will find a employment contract."
For a moment she paused and looked up at him. "This would entail a move to new york with us. I will compensate your moving costs and living arrangements once there. This contract also covers a gag order which im sure you know. Anything you see inside my club doesn't leave these walls. Putting it simply Mr Crawford we are criminals and we like to keep our secrets. Your just there to make sure we stay out of prison or dont stay in for any longer than we have to."
There was a stern look in her eyes as she pushed the folders over to him. "If you agree to take on the job your welcome to work in any law firm but when we call. You need to make time to be at the club within a hour." Lulu spoke but her attention turned when a loud crash was heard in the main bar. "Great who's wrecking my bar now."
Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
It had been a week since William had been taken a prisoner of G.A.D.E.M. After several sessions and multiple doses he wasn't really himself anymore. Everything going on he could see but his body didn't want to follow his wishes but instead the orders of the bald man who had been his captor. Once they decided him and Brittany were 'tame' enough they were taken to a van and a group of agents escorted them to the club house. Sitting there quietly he wanted nothing more than to snap the necks on all these people but his body didn't agree.
Pulling up outside the Club he quickly moved out of the vehicle with his ex in tow. They both had orders and whether they wanted to or not it was going to happen. As he drew closer to the club door a loud crash was heard as he kicked it down. The fragments flew into the darkness of the club and everyone gathered stopped and turned. All of them had been out looking for William and when Johnny approached his body had turned metal. With a powerful swing he sent Johnny flying into a wall across the room.
Behind the two Mutants a drone was flying and watching to see the outcome before the agents decided to come inside. There was a vacant stare on his face as he moved further into the club towards Buster who was standing at the back pool table with sophia. His hands were clenched into fists as he unwillingly moved to attack someone he considered his best friend. Draven saw all of this and stepped right into the path of his brother. A hand extended and gripped around dravens neck getting tighter and tighter.
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Returning to the club after the run in with GADEM was something surreal. She had come to realize that this place had quickly become her home and that she cared about many of the people around her. The news with William had been missing was a hard pill to swallow but if buster was worried he didn't show it to her. Hell the first two days they figured he was out with the girl he had been seeing until she came around looking for him.
Lulu had returned with johnny ad a little girl and as she went to the back for a meeting the rest of the fools were talking about expanding the search perimeter. Though that seemed to not be necessary when William and some girl came busting into the clubhouse. Sophia watched as Johnny was flung across the room and her gaze went to buster who seemed to be the next target. "Somethings not right babe." Which was basically stating the obvious at this point.
Her attention turned tot he sounds around her and she could hear the faint sounds of a propellers circling. Quickly shifting into her dog form she jumped onto the pool table and made a dash across a few others. Taking a leap she tackled the Drone to the ground causing it to break and malfunction. Shifting back into human form the least of her concerns was being naked. "It has a camera."
Words escaped just barely before the woman with William came up behind her and grabbed the back of her neck. A painful jolt of electricity was sent through her body and she screamed before falling to the ground. When the woman let go her body twitched and she tried to catch her breath curled up in a ball there.
The door flung open in an explosion of bullshit Johnny hopped up ready to kill someone, until he saw William. "What the fuck WIll!? Ther's a fucking door handle on that thing for a reas...." Johnny was punched across the room. One fist. One punch. His lower jaw snapped in half. Not only dislocating but coming off the hing entirely. The bone in his jaw snapped and a piece of the jagged bone pierced through his cheek. He wanted to moan out in pain, but all that came out was incohearant drooling..
Johnny didn't have long to complain as he flew across the room and was impailed on a deer head's antlers that was mounted on the wall. Johnny gasped. His eyes wind wide and blood gurgled from his lip as it dripped down to the floor between his swinging feet. This was a fucking bitch. The thing that really sucked the most about being clinically dead was, most people didn't realize the brain didn't die for some time after the body.
After the the heart shuts down and the body stops fighting the brain lives for 7 minutes before a lack of oxygen shuts that shit down... But even after four hours your brain is firing little neurons, riding waves of impulse across synapsis in the brain. A twitch of the leg. Maybe a fart. Bodies do weird shit when they're dead. Only the thing most people don't know is the people can consiously think and feel during this shutting down period.
Johnny could hear the chaos all around him, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes. He took one final panicked breathe and then he couldn't move at all. His feet swung on their own. Side to side, deadly and horrible. He couldn't move even a finger to help. Fucking Will just killed me!!!!! Johnny was beyond furious. Lulu had killed him several times but that was Lulu being Lulu. SZhe couldn't control her condition anymore than she could control the weather.
Johnny got that. How the fuck was William going to kick down his door and then kill him in cold blood. He knew there had to be a reason but he was lost to find it. All he could do was sit and listen to the chaos. If Lulu saw him hanging there dead she was going to be really pissed. Then this place was going to get really loud. The thing that had killed Johnny was his broken jaw. The lowre half of his face was cleaved right off with one fucking punch. The antlers in the stomach? Well it fucking sucked. No doubt about it, but it wasn't what killed him. Johnny was coming back to life as soon as his jaw repaired itself.
Post by Simon Crawford on Jun 9, 2018 17:02:36 GMT
A smile came across his face when he saw the little girl happy in having the lollipop. His eyes went back to Lulu. She spoke to him about the money and had placed a bag filled with it. Raising an eyebrow, he sat there for a moment to let Lulu to talk. She explained about the purpose of the meeting and about what he would be needing to do. His gaze stayed on her as he wa writing different notes about what was being discussed and that they would compensate him for moving and living expenses. Then it led to her explaining that they were criminals and stated that they needed everything that is seen inside of the club is confidential and that his job would be to keep them out of jail cells or not in them for very long. Nodding his head, he clicked his pen once more and placed it into his briefcase with the pages he had written on his tablet. Clearing his throat a bit, he sat thee looking at her as he began to say to her. “Lulu...and please, call me Simon. Money is not an issue with me since I have my own wealth behind my name. I wasn’t raised with a silver spoon. As I can see it, you and Inboth worked hard to get where we are in this life. That’s why I said I’m doing this as a favor. But if you insist, I’ll take the money. And you don’t have to worry, us lawyers are sworn like the medical field to keep a confidential status that under no circumstances are we allowed to break. Keeping folks like yourselves is my bread and butter Ma’am. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t even as half as good as I am now. Before I moved here, I lived in New York for a time and had almost every law firm wanting me to work for them. So I still have my place there that I have paid for myself. Other words, I’ll take the job. A friend of Queenie’s is a friend of mine.” Simon stood up from his seat and closed his briefcase. But as he was going to pick up the stacks of Papers to go over later on in the day, he heard the sounds of a the front doors being smashed inwards. He had turned his head towards the location of the sound and then back to Lulu.
“Sounds like you got a rowdy crowd out there....I’ll be right back.” Simon would be seen taking his suit jacket and tie off and placed them on the chair he was sitting in and rolled up his sleeves up past the elbows. Opening the office door and closing it behind him as he stepped through, he saw a man get thrown by a person covered in metal. Raising an eyebrow, he shook his head as he started to walk into the bar area. Metal man was going for two people at a pool table as a female turned into a dog and jumped for something and brought it down to the ground with a crunch. It was a drone. When she reverted back to normal, his eyes shit back to the metal fellow since he didn’t want to look at another woman who was naked. A person moved in front of the lad clad in metal, but he was being choked now and was picked up off the ground. “Well now...seems to me that time has called for...” Black Diamond began cover him like ice on a window until he was fully consumed by it. “...drastic measures.” Simon ran forth to William and grabbed the wrist that was holding his brother and squeezed on it hard. The sound of the metal being strained could be heard as Simon was forcing him to lose his grip on his brother’s neck. Once Draven hit the ground, Simon would feel a metal fist hitting him across his face. His tilted slightly from the impact. His eyes went black with white lining of the diamond formation as his Celtic cross glowed brightly. Looking at William, Simon punched him in the face in return and let go of his wrist so that the impact of him punching him would cause him to lose balance and stumble backwards a bit. Not allowing him to recover, Simon ran at him and shoulder bashed him in the chest to cause him to lose even more ground that he had and sent him flying to the wall near the doors. A current of electricity caught his attention as a female had shocked the naked woman. She laid on the ground trying to breath. Walking over towards the two, he could feel the electric mutant try to shock him, but his diamond began to send the current through his body as he knelt down and picked her up. With his back towards the woman shooting lightening at him, he redirected all of the energy that was flowing his diamond body and had it at his back. Grittingnhis teeth, he released the energy that was had been compressed into one area back at Brit.
Running Sophia over to the pool table, he set her down on top of it I. Front of buster not looking at her body. Turning quickly around, he looked at the woman and charged at her. As she watched the 6’3” person of diamond coming to her, he raised his hands and fired two U shaped pieces of diamonds at her shoulders. They hooked around her shoulders and pinned her to the wall. Stopping, he looked at her as her body was encased by the black diamond, even the wall behind her and the floor she stood on was covered by it. There was a pocket of air for her to breath as he turned his focus back to William.
Post by Buster Fleetfoot on Jun 9, 2018 17:28:08 GMT
Buster was in the bar with Sophia. He hadn't really talked to anyone about the big news. He hadn't shared the moment with anyone in the club. Not really. It didn't seem right. William was missing. He didn't feel like announcing much of shit without Willaim there to hear it. He was Buster's best friend i nthe club and the person that he paled around with the most. Of course Buster was cool with Kenny and Mouse and Silver Shadow. He got along okay with Sameal and Lara and some of the other prospects, but his best bud was William. Buster and William were always fucking around horsing around and goofing off.
He was probably going to be Buster's best man in all honesty. Assuming Sophia was the type of girl that wanted to do shit right and have a big fancy ceromony. Buster kept the news of their engagement a secret. Sure. They were probably going to find out that William had been on a bender or holed up with some new chick for a few days, that was pretty typical, but still.... Something nagged at him. When the doors flew open and William stood there Buster smiled. The smile didn't last long as Johnny got pinned to the fucking wall. Buster's face changed quickly. He just stood there. Buster watched with a cold glare.
That wasn't his friend lumbering in the doorway. Buster zipped down beside the bar. He moved so fast. Everything seemed to crawl at a fraction of the pace. He ran along the top of the bar counter as William slowly reached forward and grabbed his brother. Buster was on the east coast before Draven reacted to the vice against his throat. He stopped running. He looked around the dingy white storage facility. "Locker 2....06. That's the one!" He said with a grunt he lifted the gate after quickly clicking in the combination on the lock. The shutter raised and About this time a man made of diamonds was grabbing at William's hand.
Buster's after image still stood at the pool table. Staring blankly ahead as if he was in shock. It was a speed mirage. He moved so fast that it left an image of him in that area taking up the space he once did. The image lingered for several moments before airwaves and distortion made it fade from existance. It was there long enough for Siman to place a girl on the table in front of it thinking it was Buster. When he turned his attention back to William..... The after image faded away. Buster was in New York. Trying to figure out how he was going to bring back this heavy magnet. It weighed like 100 pounds.
Buster was a tough little wiery guy, but he wasn't made of stone. Running that far that fast with an added hundred pounds might literally break his back. He rubbed his chin. "I can't believe that asshole killed Johnny." Johnny had regenerative powers. He wasn't going to be dead for long. Everyone in the club had grown kind of numb to the idea of Johnny in Danger, but still.... Dick move. Buster saw a skateboard beside the magenent and kicked it up to his hand.
"Okay this could work. Quickly taping the magnet to the skateboard he set it on the ground. Buster skated all the way back to Detroit. It took 45 seconds. That's because he had to stop and get a new skateboard in Tennesee. Buster rolled his eyes as he hopped the curb right in front of the fool's clubhouse. Boy if only Draven could see him on a skateboard. He'd probably think he was stoned. Buster hauled the magent inside and grabbed some chains off the front gate as he walked by it. Zipping inside he saw William pouding away at a wall. His mission was general destruction and chaos it seemed.
Buster wondered if he was on some new kind of shit. William always enjoyed the odd party favor but whatever he took didn't agree with him. He was saving this magnet for a gag. He was always meaning to bring it down just to fuck with william. Back when he used to make frequent stops in New York every morning to see that little short haired spunky cutie at the coffee shop, but now he just wanted to see if it'd work. Buster chained the magnet up to the wall. A big thick wall that William couldn't just steamroll. He turned it on and aimed it at William. Everyone around him still seemed to move in slow motion.
Zipping into Lulu's office and grabbed a sharpie. Only to zip back to the magnet and write the words Acme corporation on the side of it. He grinned at his stupid joke and still didn't realize how serious this situation with william was. He was just kidding around with his pal he thought. His asshole friend who came home high on some designer drug and taking his misplaced anger out on the wall. Buster could feel the magnet pulling William forward. Buster hadn't noticed Sophia in the chaos. He didn't notice the GADEM agent outside. Buster hadn't notice anything except Johnny coming back to life on the wall across the room.
Lara spent the majority of the night doused in an absolute blissful sleep, her mind was dull and numb to the voices until one ear piercing scream woke her up. She kept her eyes closed for a while longer, allowed her palm to feel the warmth of Shawn’s bare chest and bathed in the warmth of his body. Eventually, when the loud voice grew annoyingly pressing she opened her eyes and stared at the wall of his apartment bedroom. She glared at the tall figure sporting a gaping hole bleeding through the center of his head, he kept calling out to her panicky and horribly rude. She shook her head softly, trying not to wake Shawn. She softly and slowly pressed herself up to lean on the prominence of her elbow before swiping her other hand at the spirit.
“I’m not in the mood!”, she whispered loudly until the apparition flickered and vanished into nothingness. Laying back down she hoped to fall back into a restful slumber until another face greeted her on the other side of the bed. Lara bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep from yelling at the young innocence staring down at her. Ladania was an ever present face to her sight, a face she kept secret from Shawn knowing he felt guilty for her death. She also hid her delve into the spirit world to better understand the entities she feared but that was partly because she didn’t understand it herself.
Lara looked down to see the pale fingers of the dead girl reach out to her own, she didn’t understand what happened at first until it loosely resembled the vision like trance Ladania shared that fateful day. Lara knew she was still under the covers but she saw another room, another place entirely. She saw flashes of a future, that much she understood, she saw Johnny dead against a wall at the club, Buster being comically inappropriate, Sophia curled up in the corner and William the source of the chaos. She opened her eyes to the firm reality of Shawn’s place with a gasp and no sight of Ladainia’s spirit.
Lara tugged at Shawn’s shoulders with a desperation laced in her tone, “Get up! Something real bad’s about to hit the club. We gotta go, now. I think”, her sense of time in the vision was severely lacking but there was an almost instinctive desire to get there as soon as possible. Lara swung her legs over the edge of the bed with haste, slipped into a pair of jeans and tossed the first top she could find over her head. Lara turned to Shawn with a curious glance, she wasn’t sure how she could explain the insane idea of having a spirit deal out visions without telling him the truth about the first two. At least telling the truth crawled to the bottom of her priorities with the chaos about to unfold back at the club.
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Post by Sophia Cromer on Jun 10, 2018 11:10:21 GMT
You can't trust anyone.
Everyone is out to use you or kill you.
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All it took was teasing in the right way and the side of him she really wanted came back out. Sure she loved him and the sweet fun moments they had but sometimes she wanted more than that. The part of him that was rough and cold nature that would make her scream in all the best ways. From his lap to the floor she found herself cuffed to the leg of the coffee table and her eyes stared up at him.
Biting her lip she was gonna lose her mind with the slow torment he was using for her. His hand roughly ripped the bra she had picked out so nicely for him. Damn if her lingerie bill wasn't one of the most expensive the way he liked to rip off her clothing. She wasn't a stranger to random intimate moments in a random public place.
A few bar bathrooms had heard her screams after her pushing his buttons. The whisper in her ear caused her skin to raise into small bumps and she closed her eyes. A loud moan escaped at his teeth on her ear and she gasped feeling his rough hand on her breast. Biting her lip she looked up at him with a smirk. Long legs moved and wrapped around his waist pulling him in. Still trying to take control
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on Jun 10, 2018 11:28:53 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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Everything so far was going according to plan and she couldn't be happier. Once papers were filed the properties would be ready for them to move within a few weeks to go get settled. "Well Simon, i look forward to a long and meaningful friendship. You should stick around and have a drink." Lulu figured the noise outside were just the boys getting rowdy but Simon had headed out the door. Moving over to Jataya she handed her some headphones and told her not to leave the room.
Moving down the Hall she watched the fighting between Simon and William. It was pretty impressive as far as powers went she she would be happy to have this guy around. Though when she turned her head to the right and saw Johnny her blood started to boil. He was already healing but she moved over and pulled him off the antlers. On the floor she frowned and kissed his forehead before standing back up. "What the actual fuck is going on out here?"
Her eyes found Brittany pinned to the wall struggling to get free and start a rampage. Then some bald guy came in and started running his mouth. When she went to snap his neck and shut him up a gun was pulled. One loud shot followed by the yelp of a dog was heard and she watched Buster's girl roll across the ground shifting back to human form."Damnit!" Now she was super pissed but before she could handle the bald man some sniper somewhere took him out.
Moving to the door she could see the GADEM vans retreating and she moved quickly back over to Sophia. Queenie has arrived on the end of the fight to see all the chaos and rushed to grab towels and first aid supplies. "Guys get her on a table." She ordered and looked at William and Brittney who were still trying to break free of restraints."What the hell is up with them? have they lost their damn minds?"
Moving to Sophia's side she pulled away the towel queenie had been using for pressure. Feeling at the wound she frowned ad dug through the kit. "The bullet fragmented. Hold her down because this is really about to suck." Sure their were drugs of all sorts laying around but this girl hand never touched a single one. Lulu wasn't just gonna dope her up against her will and start her with a Problem. "Sorry Baby but I gotta hurt you more now." A calm voice spoke to Sophia as she used tweezers to start pulling fragments.
"I found no cure for the loneliness I found no cure for the sickness Nothing here feels like home,
Crowded streets, but I'm all alone I found no cure for the loneliness I found no cure for the sickness Nothing here feels like home Crowded streets, but I'm all alone"
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Queenie had started her morning early were she woke up at Simon's home. Taking a shower she quickly slipped out after telling him to have a good day. From there she was at her Club doing inventory when there was a massive Glitter shortage. one of the girls had spilled a cart of body glitter on the floor and it was all hands on deck trying to get it clean enough. There was already glitter everywhere but it looked like a unicorn vomited in the bar area. Grabbing her phone she pulled up texts between her and Simon. 'Don't forget about meeting with Lulu.' Hitting send she quickly got a reply that made her all smiles.
After at least a hour of work she headed back to the club hoping to meet Simon for a quick bite to eat. What she had arrived to was Chaos and she saw GADEM Vans leaving. Quickly shifting the car into park she left it running in the lot and darted inside. Stepping over a dead man in the door way she grabbed towels and moved over to Sophia on the floor. Pressing them to the bleeding wound she kept them there as people gathered to carry the woman.When Lulu spoke about holding the girl down she moved around the table and put hands on her shoulders.
Glancing around she saw Johnny twitching on the floor and William as well as Brittney restrained. "What the hell happened here?" She asked trying to clear confusion as she glanced at Simon. Though it wasn't really time for a answer hearing Sophia scream. Her hands gripped the struggling woman's shoulders. All this shit was insanity and she wasn't really sure what the hell was happening. Not many people were brave enough to come into the Fools home and attack them. It was asking for a brutal death and Queenie wasn't really wanting a fight.
Hunter began to whistle as he unscrewed the end of his rifle. His cheeks puffed out as the happy breath blew through his lips. He went about the peaceful task of disassemlbing his rifle. There were more of his targets inside. Buster. Sophia. They were inside sure, but now wasn't the best time to get to them. There was litarally so much chaso and everyone was already on edge. He took down one on his list. That was a win for now. He neatly paked his rifle into a bag and tossed it over the side of the building. It fell into a dumpster. No prints, at least none that could be found in this timeline. He wasn't born yet in this timeline. Hunter smiled and stepped through a portal to another time and place. It was enough to get the leader of the Detroit GADEM facility. It was set in motion a chain of events that would eventually lead to the distruction of GADEM'S presence in Detroit.
Kenny was outside in the lot when all the shit went down. He was elbow deep in a pontiac firebird. God damn thing was a pain in the ass. Some guy wanted it restored and brought it to the fools. Despite being criminals they still ran a legitamat body shop. Kenny wans't as handy with tools. He was more of a numbers man. He was nicknamed Doc around the club for a reason. He could get his hands on just about any persecription you needed legal or otherwise. Kenny wasn't in charge of the shop. Mouse ran the shop. Mouse wasn't here today. Mouse hadn't shown up for 2 days actually.
Kenny was trying to run the shop himself with the help of some dipship prospect who honestly just wans't cutting it. With everything going on things needed to be normal around here. If things could just slow down for a fucking minute.....When gunshots rang out Kenny looked up with a joint in his mouth. His arms and wrists were covered in oil as he dropped the rag he was holding on the hood of the car. "What the fuck?" He saw GADEM agents at the door of the club. He heard crashing and banging all kinds of shit. Kenny saw a skinny short little woman holding a gun and leaning on the outside of the door.
Her partner had been shot but she didn't know where the bullet came from. Very likely from someone inside the club. It hadn't, but she didn't know that. She watched as all of her fellow agents took off and ran. Ramona Kelevera was just a fucking rookie cop before she was recruited into GADEM. A rookie cop pulled into this crazy madness. She was also a mutant with an amazing ability to shoot. She never missed a target. Kenny stalked over too her. His face was drawn in and expression of hatred. He had about enough of this shit.
First they grabbed Buster and Samael. Now they were back. Metal claws distended from his hands as he moved across the lot with the intent of killing as many of these GADEM FUCKS AS HE COULD! Kenny didn't care. In his mind they had already signed their own death warrents when they came after his club. The fact that they came back to get second licks was just fucking stupid. Not a single one of them was walking out of here alive. Ramona could have put Kenny down from 100 yards away with no problem. She could calculate and predict bullet drop and velocity and angles to make sure it still hit exactly where she wanted. Kenny was fast and by time she turned around he was plunging thre metal close into her chest.
She gasped and her eyes went wide with shock as she slid down the door frame just outside the front door. kenny heard an engine start and ran around the gate. The van was just starting to take off. He jumped on the back of the van sinking his claws into the door. The van sped off with him hanging on the back of it. Gunfire ripped at the backdoor he was hanging on. Kenny was able to avoid getting shot as he used his claws to pull himself up onto the roof. He sunk the claws into the roof and shredded it up. More gunfire ripped at the roof as the van sped onto the interestate ramp.
Kenny jumped off the roof of the van and dug his claws into the side. He scraped his way down the side using the claws to hold him off the ground. To keep from becoming roadkill. He pulled open the passenger door and yanked the guy in the passenger seat out. Climbing inside he stabbed the guy in the backseat in the chest and quickly shoved another set of claws into the driver's neck. The wheel jerked hard right and the van flipped. FUCK THESE GUYS! Kenny crashed with the van and it slid to a stop slowly spinning like a helicopter blade. Upside down and in alot of pain Kenny groaned.
Kicking out the windshield with several kicks he climbed out onto the interstate. Cars zipped by at 70 miles an hour dancing and swerving around him. Kenny still had his joint in his mouth. He never let it drop. That was just a waste of weed. He was bloody and scrapped the fuck up and looking like shit. A line of blood dripped down the side of his face but he smile and took a puff of his joint and stuck his thumb in the air hoping to hitch a ride back to the club.
Post by Silver Shadow on Jun 10, 2018 19:06:35 GMT
Shawn woke up in a daze. He had been dreaming about the dark lands. That shadowy black realm of chaos and despaire. The more time he spent there... The more the madness soothed him. In the dream he was standing against the field of darkness. His hair was white fire light enough to call ships to the shore like a light house beacon in the midst of a storm. His eyes were pure white and glowing intensely as his curled fists sparked with light. In the dream he was standing in front of a shitty little house.
The shutteres were falling off and shadows whipped at the busted screen door. It thwacked against the door frame in morese code. Every so often. Thud thud. thud thud thud. Thud thud. The grass in the yard was overgrown and well past his shins. Black blades of grass in a black world. The house was familiar. All too familiar, it was the house he grew up in. Shawn stared at the house for a long time before he found the courage to make the journey up it's front steps.
Moving up the porch he grasped the handle of it and it all came crashing back like a wave. The screaming. The smell of bourbone and the strange men. He saw shapes and shadows moving past him. Nothing more than echos of a memory from long ago. Everywhere Shawn went his brightly lit hair and eyes illuminated the darkness all around him. He was like a human lantern. A white lantern in the depth of the storm. The floor creaked in tortured cries under his weight. It was old. Everything was falling apart. Shawn watched as the shape of a little kid went running into the living room. He watched it trip over the coffee table.
Or what he assumed was the coffee table. Everything in the house looked like a shadow. Black and formless and only a vague suggestion of what it was supposed to represent. Shawn's face was worried as he watched. "MOMMY I FELL!" The boy boy cried. He saw more echos of this faded memory moving through he house. His head turned to see the two shapes making out in the back of the house. The larger shape some unfamiliar man who his mother had met many, kissing and biting at the shadowy shape of her neck.
He could hear laughter and moans and crying. All the words and sounds echoed in his head like a cacophonous assault on his ears. The door slammed leaving the crying shadowy figure of his younger self alone and scared. Shawn moved across the room to himself and crouched in front of him. He was smiling. The shadow boy whipped his head up and reacted to his presence. "I'm.... scared." The boy said. Shawn smiled.
"Don't be. You're going to grow up to be big and strong kid. You're not never gonna need nothing form nobody." The shadow boy was non discript. Just a blurry shadowy figure with darkness swimming around him like a cloud of posionous distrust. Shawn stood up and slipped off his fool's dice jacket and handed it to the kid. The boy took it hesitantly and slipped it over his shoulders. It was way too big for him and it almost drowned him but he sniffled and wiped his nose and he was no longer scared. The boy looked up at him. "Shawn!" Shawn's eyes snapped open to the sight of Lara.
He continued to smile for a moment. Something about waking up to her face was just fucking perfect. His smile faded when he noticed the worry in her face. It was almost panicked. He sat up. "What the fuck is going on?" He asked rubbing his eye. He knew it wasn't like her to get worked up over little things. She wasn't just a fool she was fucking tough. Most woman would have saw the dark lands and quit. They would have seen the inner workings of Shawn's fucked up twisted mind and bailed thinking he was to big a project for them to take on. Not her. She was here for the long ride.
She was right by his side and he loved that. Shawn listened to what she was saying carefully. He didn't understand how she could possibly know, but to appease her he started to get dressed. Slipping on his pants and boots he tossed on a tanktop that said "Grease monkey" And slipped on his fools dice jacket. Adjusting his jacket he grabbed his bike keys off the nightstand. "After all the shit we been through? There's more?" He asked in a joking tone. Shaking his head he locked the door behind him as they quickly headed to the club. Little did he know her bad feeling was dead on.
Last Edit: Jun 10, 2018 19:16:56 GMT by Silver Shadow
