"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"
The move to New York had been a rather stressful and semi-emotional time. The home she had known most of her life was gonna be hard to walk away from. Though she knew her girls would take good care of it and keep up its purpose of helping other women. So far most of her time had been spent meeting with banks and getting loans to open and new strip club here in Brooklyn. Luckily she didn't really have a criminal background like most of the fools so she was able to get approved. Sure she could've asked the fools to help with the opening costs or even lulu but she wanted to do this on her own.
Simon had been supportive and busy getting settled into his new firm. It was nice not having some psycho milf trying to hit on her boyfriend every day. Living with him had also been a bit of an adjustment. Sure she lived with the girls but spending the night talking about hot guys and vibrators was a different feeling. The house they lived in was huge and pretty empty feeling. On the days and evening she was home alone she found herself always in the greenhouse. At least with the plants, she didn't feel so alone in the big quiet place.
Queenie was homesick but she was making the best of it. Today was the first day she wasn't meeting with a contractor for the new club or somebody glitter supplier. Simon Left for work early and she wandered around the big empty home. Stepping into the Greenhouse she kicked off her slippers and enjoyed the feeling up dirt under her toes. Her fingers moved over the leaves of plants and it was an instant connection to their thoughts and world. Towards the center, there was an abnormally large lotus bloom and that's where she found herself. Gently touching the petals it opened and she slid onto one the velvet like petal.
Grabbing a book she left inside the plant she laid back and started to read. The sun-soaked into her tan skin as she read and started to grow drowsy. Eventually, she dozed off the book slumped on her chest.
Post by Simon Crawford on Jul 7, 2018 15:15:26 GMT
Simon was use to moving, but under certain circumstances that involved avoiding his twin brother Salic who would want to fight Simon and pretty much want him dead. But it was a different matter when he was just moving because a client was moving and he was their retainer to keep the fools members out of jail. With homes across the globe, he didn’t really need to pack much of his things. Just clothing, suitcases, paper work and transferring not only his cars, but Queenie’s as well to his place in New York, which is 15 miles outside of the City in the country side. The majority of the move, Simon was helping Queenie pack since he was packing a little lighter than she was and when she asked him why, he would only say to her, ‘You will see love.’ Putting in his papers and the company cellphone back to his Old male boss, he told him he was quitting because he was moving and that it was because of his wife that made him rather uncomfortable. Without another word, he left that place and was hoping that he wouldn’t come back to it. To him, it was just another place he has been to in his never ending life it seems. The movers him and Queenie had used were driving out from Michigan to New York while he had bought him and her first class tickets to fly out to get their faster. While on the flight, he had used some of the time to look up and apply to six different firms that were interested in him before. The first offer that peeked his interest was from the Blanch Law Firm which was a Criminal Justice Attorny firm that beaten the other offers by 25k and a lot of benefits. He took the job by emailing them that he will take the job. After a few moments, he received another email that had images of his new office space that they were putting him in. It was bigger than the one he had in the Lark and Lark office. After landing and taking an Uber car ride to their home, Simon gave Queenie a tour of the house and saw she had taken a major liking to his green house. It was good to see her liking it so far that they were living together, but he could see that she was homesick. To help with it, he tried to help her when he had the chance with whatever it was that she was doing when he was home. Either it be talking to a contractor while she was talking to some sort of supplier or talking to a supplier while she interviewed the girls for her new club. Most days and some evenings, he was in his office doing paperwork, helping with cases that were coming in or was in a court room defending the clients. Thanks to the offer given to him, he was home on the weekends to spend time with the woman who had captured his heart.
Waking up at 3 in the morning, Simon slowly slid out of bed and walked his bare naked body to the bathroom and took a long hot shower. Wrapping a towel after his shower, he went over to the walk in closet and gotten dressed. Walking over to where she was sleeping, he bent over and gently kissed her on the forehead. Going into the kitchen and into the fridge, he took out a couple of bottles of water and grabbed his keys for the garage which was located on the right side of his house. It was more of a work shop/ dealership with how it was designed so that a lot of cars could fit inside of it. With Queenie’s advice, he did purchase himself a Dodge Viper, but it was the 2017 model in green and black coloring.
Going out to the garage, he went over to the Viper which sat next to Queenie’s Viper and gotten in. On his visor, he had a small button that opened and closed the garage doors. Pushing it, the doors slid open from side to side. Firing up the V8 Hemi engine, he shifted it into first gear drove easily out and pushed the button again for the doors to slide back into place and lock. Driving down the drive way, he yawned a bit to himself as he was heading for work. As soon as all four tires hit the asphalt, he let the Hemi engine open up as it screamed down the road heading for the City. Sipping some of his water, he placed it in his cup holder with the sound of the wind being pushed in and out at the same time while coming up to the city. Slowing down his speed, he didn’t feel like getting a ticket because for his need for speed. He watched cars in front of him and those passing him. He could feel eyes on him as he drove his expensive car through. Eventually, he reached the parking garage and drove inside and up to the top. Getting it into a spot, he turned off the car and sighed to himself. Sitting there for a moment, he thought about different a different career where he was with Queenie more often. He felt bad that she was in the house alone most days. Shaking his head, stepped out of his car and locked it. The alarm beeped with it being activated. Walking out of the garage, he went onto the sidewalk and crossed the street towards the building where he worked. Stepping inside, he went to the elevators after showing his ID badge to the security officer on duty. Pushing the button to call for the elevator, he stood there waiting for it as it slowly came down from the 12th floor, which is where the law firm was. Ding! his phone made the notification sound that he received an email or message. Pulling his phone out of his black suit jacket, he turned it on and unlocked it. It said he had one new email. Tapping on it, he saw it was from Lark and Lark law firm. Shaking his head in disgust, he closed the app and tapped the power button to put the phone on sleep mode. Sliding the phone back into his jacket pocket, the doors to the elevator opened up and he stepped inside it and hit the button that said 12. The doors closed and it began to go up to his work floor. It took a bit of time before the doors opened again and he stepped out of it. He was met by the secretary at her desk. “Morning Mr. Crawford, how are we today?”, “Morning Marge, just a bit tired. And yourself?.” , “I’m doing fine, other then it being Wensday. Oh and...you have three messages for you. I left the, on your desk.” Nodding his head, “Ok, thank you Marge.” Going through the doors, he walked through the hall and went to his office. There was three pieces of paper on his desk next to his computer. When he logged in and punched in for his shift, he looked at the papers. The first one was a client asking about the progress about their case and for him to call them back. The second one said, ‘Oh Simon, you thought you could leave me that easily? What ever they are paying you with whatever perks, we are willing to match and even give you your own secretary under my close super vision. Mrs. Lark of Lark and Lark Criminal Justice Law Firm.’ A gagging sound came from him as he could only imagine what she meant and threw the paper away. The second one was hours later after the first message. It was from his old co-worker from that law firm named Harry, and it read ‘Simon, you need to look up your old address from the news.’ Going on Google Chrome, he typed in his address for Michigan. What came on made him lean forward a bit as he began to read the news article and read it out loud. “Local attorney and business partner of Lark and Lark Law firm was found at a former employees home. Police arrived to the home after the silent alarm notified them Tuesday at 1:12 pm that someone had forced their way into the residence. They had found the 55 year old Mrs. Janette Lark intoxicated going through the personal belongings of her former Employee’s things while screaming that she will find him and show him how much she loved him, even if she has to move to New York. Police is going to be trying to be contacting him to see about further legal matters in terms of the case.” Leaning back in his chair, he just let out a groan. The bitch was crazy and it was why he moved away. Running his hands across his face and rubbing it a bit, he let out a long breath.
The day went on though as he talked to his clients and even gotten a couple of the Fools that had gotten in trouble out of jail by making a couple of phone calls from his office. It showed how good he was when it came to his job that was asked of him. It was easy to get them out since the charges was assault at one of the bars. He was able to show that it was self defense and if those that would push the matter would be sued in return and possible jail time for making false police reports on his clients. It’s amazing how fast minds could be changed when Jail Time is brought up in a conversations. By 12:13, he was done with his calls and meetings that were needed of him and the last one he had to drive to the client’s home. When he gotten back into his car, he called his boss since he was one Simon’s speed dial. It rang a few times before the older sounding man answered. “Mr. Blanch speaking.” , “Hi Mr. Blanch, this is Simon Crawford. I’ll have to leave early today because of personal matters that had come up with my former employer. I read online that she was found on my one property in Michigan. So I have to call the police officers on the case about it and possibly start the procedures of filing a law suit against her for property damage, harassment and even slandering of my name.”, “Oh boy, that sounds like a lot on your plate lad. Ok, take your time and you will have the backing of the law firm if you need it.” , “Thank you Mr. Blanch. I’ll let you know what happens. Have a good day, bye for now.” Simon hung up and loosened his tied a bit as he drove the Dodge Viper back to the house. This whole thing with Mrs. Lark, the sagging witch of the West was annoying him when he thought of everything that was needed to happen. But thinking about spending the rest of the day with Queenie pushed those thoughts out of his mind and made him smile. With a half an hour drive and the country side now around him, he smirked to himself as he pushed his foot further down on the accelerator causing the car to Getty up and Go. Every now and then, he sped around tractor trailers and would get the air horns being blown at him as he drove out of their sights. Turning into the drive way, he sped down it and eventually slowed down until he was fully stopped in front of the garage. Turning the car off, he got out and shut the door behind him. Walking to the house, he entered inside. As he went through the house to the kitchen, he had pulled his phone and called the police officers in Michigan. He heard the charges and that she was already out on bail because of her husband. So, Simon filed the charges and put in motion for her to be sued for all of the damages that she had done to himself and his property. It would take time and time is all Simon had really because of the curse. When it was done, he set his phone down onto the island counter and took a beer out.
Taking his tie off, he began to walk and ended up in the green house. It was a big attachment and was exotic in nature as how he had it set up and made. It had taken him years to complete on his own. Taking his dress shoes and dress socks off at the patio for it, he walked through bare footed. Simon knew where Queenie liked to go in the green house. And his instinct was right as he saw her sleeping on top of a massive lotus flower. Going over to her, he took his free hand and gently moved some of her hair to see her face fully. Drinking some of his beer, he lifted up his free hand and from the palm of his hand, a Black Diamond rose began to rise up and bloomed. With it in his fingers, he set it down under the book so it rested on her body. Moving back a bit, he went over to a set of chairs that over looked the Koi fish pond. Sitting down in the chair, he let out a long breath as he watched the Koi fish swimming around. It was very relaxing as he sat there. Another sip of his beer, he began to think of how much all of the damages were going to be and even thought about just out right selling the house in Michigan, moving the rest of his things to his current home. A sigh escaped him as he rested his head back a bit and closed his eyes.
"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"
Her sleep was peaceful as she drifted through memories over the years. All of them with the Fools and her aunt made her smile in her sleep. Though what disturbed her was a scene she somehow dropped into. It was a bloody field and she was surrounded by death and despair. In the distance, she saw Simon and she quickly tried to move over towards him. The grey cloudy sky behind had lightning streaking across it and when she finally got close. Eyes grew wide as she saw a weapon stabbed into Simon's chest and the man fell to the ground lifeless.
Screaming at the sight she fell to the ground but no sound was really escaping her lips. When her gaze turned she saw another man that looked like some evil version of Simon. The grin that was on his lips made her blood boil but she didn't have a chance to lash out. Suddenly she was back across the field and watching earlier parts of the fight. It was like a reoccurring nightmare and every time Simon died it would start over. There was a sudden release from the dream as her body reacted to having hair brushed away from her face. Shifted a bit her fingers gripped around the stem or something.
Now she was really started to wake up in a panic unsure of who was there with her. Her mind in is panic caused vines to moved from overhanging plants and across the ground. They moved around Simons arms and his chest before wrapping around his neck. Slowly the grip became tighter as she finally jumped up and looked around. Rubbing her eyes she saw the constricting vines on Simon trying to engulf his body and start to drag it into the soil. Realizing what was happening to ordered the plants to release and they started to fall loose from his body and allow him to breathe freely again.
"I'm so sorry..." Queenie spoke as she quickly slid off the flower and closed the distance between them. Her face buried itself in his chest as she breathed in deeply his scent. "I just had the worst nightmare...I wasn't expecting you home early." Pulling away she leaned up and kissed his cheek before heading back into to the house. After those dreams, she really wanted a strong drink and she headed straight for the bar. Grabbing a bottle of jack she pulled the pouring spout off and just turned it up. When it finally dropped she coughed a bit from the burn her throat now felt.
The bottle in her hand was shaking as she kept replaying that scene in her head over and over again. It was only a dream though...right? Seeing Simon die was something she definitely wasn't ready for and she hoped she wouldn't have to see that anytime soon. When Simon came into her view she set the bottle down and did her best to hide her bad nerves. "Did they give you the rest of the day off? If I would've known then maybe I could've had some lunch ready for you, baby. Let me go fix you something while you relax." Turning away she headed into the kitchen and pulled out some things to cook. Anything it took to get that memory out of her mind and to avoid talking about why she tried to kill her boyfriend.
Post by Simon Crawford on Sept 6, 2018 14:52:31 GMT
His eyes shot open when he felt his arms, legs, torso and neck begin to be covered by what felt like rope or vines and was starting to constrict him. His breathing became harsh as he tried to fight what was attacking him. Pulling himself up to his feet as his diamond began to form around his legs and spread to the ground to brace himself, but whatever was controlling the vines was pullling him to the ground and his one knee came down as he tried to keep fighting it. Every time he managed to rip a couple of vines, a few more showed up to reinforce those specific areas. Simon’s face was turning into a bright shade of red as his breathing was fully cut off. But something changed. The vines let go and retreated back to where they were eventually. His breathing was harsh at first as he tried to take in deep intakes of air and was coughing like he had the iron lung. Spots were seen in his field of vision as he had been close to passing out due to the plants. He heard the apology as he forced himself back to his feet. Queenie rushed to him and he wrapped his arms around her. Smelling the top of her head, he kissed the spot and listened to her. She had explained she just woke up from a nightmare and then quickly changed it to her saying she hadn’t expect him home early and went walking into the house. Confusion wasn’t the proper word to describe how Simon felt as he rubbed his neck. “Yeah...remind me not to try and wake you when your in a deep sleep.” He said lightly to himself.
Walking in a minute behind her, he saw her take a big swig from the 1989 bottle of Jack Daniels. Raising an eye eyebrow, he watched as her hands were shaking Nd when they locked eyes onto each other’s, she set the bottle don onto the bar counter and went to the kitchen offering to make lunch. Something was off with the beautiful blonde that he had fallen in love with. Following behind her, he leaned against the counter near the sink. His blue eyes was watching her as she moved about in the kitchen. “If you want to make lunch...I had to call off work early because of an...incident...at my home in Michigan. Somebody had broken into the house and made a mess of things to my belongings inside of the house, garage and even my garden fell victim to her drunken wra-“ He had stopped himself before he finished the last part of his sentence. A groan came from him as he pushed himself off of the counter and went over to his cellphone which was still laying on the counter island. Picking it up and turning it on from it’s sleep mode, he saw that he had a bunch of emails with all of them having images. Clicking on them, he saw image after image, after image of the destruction of his home. Armors were thrown all over the ground, swords stabbing walls and paintings, his one chair was thrown into the plasma screen tv that was mounted to the wall and the chair was sticking out on both sides of that very wall. Fish tank that had a good amount of fish was shattered with water all over his living room floor as well as The now dead exotic fish he had, his master bedroom was just a war zone. Nothing looked familiar anymore as he set the phone down again. He was told that the house was trashed, but didn’t realize just how big of a scope the damage really was, and he didn’t look through the other 75% of the pictures that were in his email.
A sigh came from him as he walked out of the kitchen and went to the patio out back. Sitting in the one chair, he pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. Peacocks could be heard off in the distance of the property while he sat there. Simon was annoyed that this was happening when he felt truly happy for once in his long lived life. How could anyone with such spite do this to another person? When he thought of that question, he then thought of his twin brother Salic. His own flesh and blood who wanted Simon dead, so much hate and malice behind his twin’s motivation. Placing his hands on the arm rests of the chair, he looked across the big grass yard at how peaceful it was. At how calm everything else was, but it seemed that his life was a never ending tornado of ill fortune, one after the other. Sighing to himself, he relaxed as best as he could. One thing he had forgotten was to turn off his phone which allowed Queenie to be able to see all of the destruction that came of his home and the mug shot of his former employer, the one who stalked Simon.
Everything had been so peaceful since the move into this big house alone with simon. Living in her aunts old home that was filled with the other escorts, There was always some drama and the sound of women crying over chick flicks. Not that she minded being alone other than the quietness of the house when Simon worked. If it wasn't for the plants she would be super lonely and thats why she spent her time in the garden.
As she started to busy herself with making lunch she listened to him speaking of the vandalism to his home. The garden even took wrath and that made her extra angry for the innocent plants that had become like her friends. "i'm sorry you had such a hard day. Go and relax while i make your lunch handsome. Then maybe for desert i go on a drive with you and make you forget about it for a while."
With a smirk and a wink she watched him head onto the patio as her eyes looked down at the phone. Normally she didn't snoop through his private messages but she saw the photos and started to stroll through. The damage was bad but what really made her angry was the mugshot. Puling out her phone she gave mouse a call. "Hey i need a favor from you and the other enforcers. You owe me one mouse."
Queenie gave the details of her devious plan and then finished the burgers she had been making. Grabbing a soda from the fridge she moved out onto the patio and gave him the plate and drink. Only to leave and return within a few moments with her own as she sat in the chair next to his. "So do we need to go back down and take care of this? I'm here to help you clean up the mess Simon if thats the case."
Post by Simon Crawford on Sept 11, 2018 13:17:06 GMT
His ears twitched when he heard someone walking over towards him and slowly opened his eyes to see his beautiful girlfriend setting a plate with a good looking hamburger on it and a bottle of soda (Dr.Pepper) onto the glass top table. Smiling, he watched her walk away back to the house. He did wonder how he was so blessed to have such an attractive woman by his side. Sitting up in his chair, he reached over and opened his bottle of soda. He decided to be the gentleman and waited for Queenie to come back before he started to eat his lunch. Sitting there for a bit, Queenie returned with her own meal and her own drink. She had taken the seat right next to his whic caused him to smile brightly. Picking up the burger and taking a bite from it. Chewing, he heard the question, the comment and as thinking about it for a couple of minutes. Setting the burger down, he swallowed and then took a drink from his soda. “With the possible court hearing, law suit, and having to see what is salvageable and see how long and price as to repairing the house itself....more than likely we will have to go back to Michigan. When it’s all said and done, I might just end up selling it and the property when the repairs are done. My boss told me to take as much time needed to settle this business out and if I need, they will help me with the case that will be put together against...it....”
Picking up the burger again, he took another bite from it and savored the taste of it as he chewed slowly. Swallowing again, he just dug into the burger. Bite after bite, he ate it until there was nothing left on the plate but some grease from the burger. Drinking some of his soda, he set the bottle back down and looked over at Queenie. Eaching his hand over to her, he rested his palm on the side of her face and ran his thumb back and forth across her cheek. She was so beautiful, a divine light in his darkness that he had been in. He was thankful that they had met the way that they did, or he would have either been stuck at that law firm, or he would have went ghost again after killing his female boss and set the place a blaze. His blue eyes began fading into the full Icy blue color as he smiled and watched her eat her own meal. Simon was thinking about which car he was going to take out, but it was obvious which one it was going to be since she loved to tag a long with him in his Dodge Charger. Leaning over to her, he kissed her gently and said to her, “I love you Queenie.” Then he stood up with plate in hand and walked back to the house. Rolling his dress shirt sleeves up, he went to where he kept his keys hanging up and grabbed his Dodge Charger’s set of keys. Setting the plate in the sink, he then made his way to the garage.
Opening the front of the garage, his eyes looked over all of the cars that sat inside until he stopped on his muscle car. Going over to it, he opened the driver side door and slid onto the leather seat. Shutting the heavy steel door behind him, he put the ignition key inside and turned the key. The heavy engine fired up with a might roar like a lion. Shifting it into first gear, he drove it out onto the drive way and stopped. His foot pushed down and lifted, repeating it to cause the engine to roar multiple times from this. The car shook in excitement hike he sat and waited for his love to come join him as he was going to drive around and find a secluded spot for them both. Reaching into the cup holder, he pulled out his black sunglasses and slid them onto his face and turned on the CD player as Five Finger Death Punch came on playing one of his favorite songs, Lift me up.
Moving to a new city was a huge change but it was supposed to be an exciting adventure for her. Being with Simon was just all knew to her as far as past relationships went and now seemed their happy ending was gonna be difficult. From the moment she stepped into that meeting room and met that woman, Queenie had a feeling she would be a problem. Apparently she was obsessed and the fools would see to making her life hell. Drive her completely crazy and the only obsession she would have was pudding day at the asylum. No one was going to take her happy fairy tale story away.
Sure queenie wasn't normally the vindictive type and her aggressive streak was literally non existent. Though she didn't like anyone hurting the people she loved and she knew Simon wasn't happy. Sure she could use her plant friends and their pheromones to change that. Never once did she even bother because the two of them seemed to be under the same spell since their eyes met. After a few moments in the bathroom to make sure she looked good Queenie slid into the Charger out front. Sure she had her own cars but she loved this one even more than he own.
As the car took of her hand moved over to Simon's lap and gently stroked his thigh. "I was thinking we should take a trip sometime. There's a lot of places i've always wanted to see." Queenie whispered in his ear as her lips gently teased at the lobe. For the most part her life had been dedicated to her aunts work and her life with the fools. Maybe if you be nice to get away and actually see some of the beautiful places in the world. With a smirk her lips trailed down his neck and gently back up to his ear. "Ireland, Scotland, Italy...." She spoke before the car came to a stop in one of her favorite scenic views.
Sliding over the center console her legs straddled him as he hand moved down beside the seat to pull the lever. As the seat reclined back her fingers trailed down his chest and nails traced over the fabric of his shirt. "What do ya think? Extended vacation? Deal with psycho ex bosses later?" There was a sly grin on her lips as she leaned down and pressed her lips to his for another moment. Though they didn't linger before she slid out the car and kicked off her shoes. Of into the wooded area she went with a peek over her shoulder beckoning her lover to follow.
The Forrest plant life started to move and grow as she moved through. Flowers bloomed and vines sprouted before she came to a stop in a clearing. Taking hold of a vine it lifted her in the air as her body moved and legs wrapped around. Releasing the vines with her hands and her body just draped downwards and upside down. Her gaze finding Simon from above.
Post by Simon Crawford on Oct 7, 2018 16:31:07 GMT
With her now in the car and looking lovely as always, his foot slammed down and it took off with the nose of the car coming up a few feet and then came back down. “Woooh! Seems like she’s in a good mood too, ha ha ha” Simon said as they hit the main road moment later. He could feel her hand on his lap, sliding slowly up and down to tease him. And it sure as hell was working. The Celtic cross on his right side went from not being visible from his shirt to being bright and pulsing through the fabric. As he shifted into second gear and then into third, he could feel her lips by his ear as she whispered to him about her thoughts of going on vacation. But those lips of her’s, they teased his ear lobe as if silently making promises as to what was in stored for him. While making the tuns, she said three countries, but not before she decided to tease his neck and then back to his ear. It was causing shivers to shoot down the length of his spine and sent goosebumps across his arms as his hands were now white knuckling the steering wheel. It was places he had been to. There was one place he would want to take her. “A vacation would be nice...” he said while pulling the car up to their spot. The location was a forest with a clearing near the center of the woodlands. As he turned the car off, Queenie wasted no time in climbing over the center console. Placing her legs on either side of him as she straddled his lap, he looked up into those beautiful eyes, lost in that gaze of hers.
Her hand found the lever and pulled it to cause the back rest of the seat to fall backwards with him now laying down. His own hands slid up the bare legs of her’s and up her sides where he heard more and her nails trailing down his chest. The fiery passion that laid deep inside of him seemed to spark alive and was in full blaze as his eyes looked like it was glazing over. Then, she leaned in with that sly poker grin of her’s and both of them pressed their lips together in a lover’s embrace. But she had other ideas on her mind as she quickly gotten out of the car in a quick manner. Taking in a deep breath, he closed his eyes and groaned to himself. Climbing out of the beast of a car, he saw her shoes laying on the ground. Looking towards where she was running, he saw her looking at him. Smirking now, he took off his dress shirt and took off both shoes and socks. Placing all of them back inside of the car by tossing them into the back seat. He closed the heavy steel door with a loud clang sound. This area reminded him of his true home lands. Walking through the brush, he lifted his hands from his sides and brushed them across the leaves and other plant life. Their damp foliage caused the dew to splash and slide across his hand as he past by each plant and tree. Closing his eyes and trusting his senses, he began to think of his ancient lands he and Salic use to run around at and played. The air was crisp and only the sounds of the wilderness was their only company with nature.
His sense of feeling from his hands and his feet told him that he had come into a clearing. Slowly, he slid open his eye lids half way to catch sight of his beloved hanging upside down from a group of vines that she controlled. Smiling up at her, Simon tilted his head a bit as he admired the way she was hanging there. As if she belonged and was doing what felt right for her. It was interesting how such a lovely mutant who could control Flora had taken the lonely heart of a Mutant that has seen centuries of life times and controlled Black Diamonds ever so easily. Closing his eyes as he spread his arms out to his sides, he encased himself in a sphere of Black Diamond. Queenie would see and watch as Simon raised up to her height. Under the sphere was what looked like a plant stalk, with Diamond thorns and leaves protruding from it. When the sphere was just slightly under Queenie and she could simply reach out and touch it with her fingers, the sphere opened. It bloomed out and downwards a bit to show a massive flower solely made of Simon’s Diamond. Through out it, a glow could be seen from within it. Opening his eyes again, he looked her in the eye and reached his hand out for her, but waited to see what she would do. He was reaching out for her to take hold of her and bring her down onto his own flower.