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  2. Niles mad to back away but Austin blocked him while also keeping his eye on Rachel. Like Fisher he had expected her to go ballistic. This quiet Rachel was slightly more frightening. Rachel, without saying a word took Niles arm firmly and led him toward the Auditorium exit. Where Coach Fingers was being his usual self and watching the kids like the hawk that he was. Fisher and Austin came along. “Someone needs to keep an eye on Nadya,” Rachel said. “We got it covered,” replied Fisher. “Dane is with her on stage he doesn't know the detail or anything except that she's really buzzed he'll let us know if she freaks or anything.” As the walked up to the doors Fingers glowered at Rachel “Where do you think your going. You know you kids aren't supposed to leave the dance.” “Band business.” Fingers looked at her and then at Austin and Fisher. Finally he seemed to notice the dweeb who's name he didn't recall and really didn't care about who seemed to have shrunk in on himself even more. He nodded once and stepped aside and let them out. Niles gave a pleading look at the coach as they took him outside. They went to the side of the building where during the day some of the kids gathered to sneak cigarettes, no one was there now. Rachel pushed him up against he building his back to the wall. She held him there with slight pressure her hand resting on his chest. “Is what Fisher tells me true?” “I don't know what Fisher told you...” Where he found the balls to say that none of them knew but both Austin and Fisher got angrier, Fisher leans in his eyes flashing. “You know damn well what I told her.” Niles saw...something in Fishers eyes and it wasn't imagination. Were those skulls? There was definitely pee this time. “He told me about a spell he used on Nadya to make her his sex slave,” said Austin, “he wouldn't have come to me if it hadn't been true.” “I know it's true but I need to hear him say it.” Rachel pressed slightly not enough to hurt but enough to make Niles feel the promise of hurt. WTF, he thought, are these guys. “Yeah it's true all of it I'm sorry I just I … love.” he swallowed as Rachel let him go. He slumped and both of the other scion's grabbed him and held him up still against the wall while giving Rachel a curious set of looks. Rachel stepped back and look around taking a deep breath, she noticed the looks of her band-mates. “He feels remorse and regrets all of it. We need to find the spell and free Nadya. It will be up to her how to settle things with Niles.” She looked back at Niles. “Did Todd help you cast the spell originally?”
  3. "Wait here." Fisher told Austin before weaving into and through the crowd. Under the circumstances, he didn't want to bring Nadya into this. Dane was keeping an eye on her anyway at his request, so he could step in if the spell or breaking of it had an effect on her. Laurie would be around too, and he didn't want any delays clashing with Eric Donner. Billy had been dragged by Rachel toward the stage when she suddenly stopped as Nadya started singing. He didn't even know the little freak could sing but she sounded really good. The things you never knew. Rachel had been intense...well she was always intense but after everything earlier and then her dad, her real dad she had seemed, the best way to describe it would be subdued and distracted then when Dane got up she lit up like a pissed off fire cracker and now... Rachel was lost in the song, so many windows in her mind opened, she leaned in to Billy and slipped her hand out of his and snaked it around his waist pulling him in until they were hip to hip shoulder to shoulder. The were almost the same height so they fit together very well. They swayed together for the rest of the song Billy, not for the first time, asking himself what he had gotten involved and Rachel coming to accept the things she had doubted. After Nadya's song was over and everyone gave the dark hair girl everyone usually made fun of a standing O, Rachel turned back into Billy's embrace. As the music started back up they danced in silence for a few moments then Rachel spoke. “Are you really okay with all of this Billy? Me being who, what I am?” “Sure I care for you I've always...” "Sorry to interrupt." Fisher's voice apologetically broke in. "But I need to borrow Rachel for a little bit." "Is this important?" Rachel glared at Fisher, but Billy stepped back and squeezed Rachel's arm, "It's okay babe, I'll go get some drinks then we can find a quiet corner to talk." He let go and Rachel watched him walk away then turned back to Fisher, she saw Austin a few feet away looking pensive, she frowned. "What is it Fisher?" "I know you're going to be mad Rachel, so please keep it at a setting below 'berserker frenzy'." Fisher said, and Rachel realized from the edge in his voice, Fisher was holding back his share of it. The summary quickly followed. Rachel surprised Fisher, she didn't explode. She did put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it comfortingly. "We'll fix it Fisher, she's our sister." Then she looked at Austin who sidestepped revealing Niles standing in his shadow. Rachel started that way. Yeah, no. Fisher was certain she was just going to be waiting for when there would be no possible witnesses.
  4. Austin wasn't mad. He was well beyond that. Still this involved a bandmate, and her safety came first, if the others left anything of Niles, well then he'd deal with him in his own way. While he didn't run, that would draw way too much attention, he moved first to get Fisher, as going straight for Rachel would likely cause a real scene. "Fisher." He said from behind his bandmate. "I know you're having a great night, I was too. I need your help, I know what's wrong with Nadya." Fisher nodded, the answer to that mystery important enough to draw him from the post-kiss glow. "Sorry, Darci. Just give us a few minutes, please." Once they moved away abit Austin explained "Niles cast some sort of spell on Nadya, he thinks Todd Swaine stole his notes and is going to cast the spell for himself, on Rachel. For a moment, Austin could swear he saw Fisher's pupils become skulls. "Oh, I see. So where's Todd, and where did they get those spells in the first place?" "Niles has a magic Tome, and we don't know where Todd is. I came to you because we need to gather the others, including Rachel, find him, and help Niles reverse the spell before it gets any worse, then we can deal with him."
  5. "Trust me, I'm not interrupting you, she's been less than impressed you all night," Niles shot back as he pressed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Austin just considered that he could breathe water and Niles could not... no one would ever know... He waved his hands about as if to brush all that aside, after all Austin wasn't important, his Nadya, however, was. "Okay, okay... look... you gotta promise me you won't be mad..." "I can't promise that, Niles, you kind of annoy me." Austin folded his arms. Seeing that Niles was dead serious he sighed and caved. "Okay, fine, I won't be mad. What happened?" "Uhh... okay... so... I don't know quite how to start this off, but I may have... possibly... used an ancient Greek book of spiritualism to cast a spell on Nadya... well, more of an Enchantment, really... but it's a little out of control." He took a step away from Austin raising his hands, palms out in defense in case he was about to be throttled. Austin puffed his chest up and took an expression that 'less than happy' didn't even begin to cover. "W-w-w-wait... you said you wouldn't be mad! I-I-I'm trying to undo it! I am, I wanna break the spell... but uh... I think Todd Swain stole the notes from my locker. He's jealous that it worked and has been wanting me to use it again for him... on Rachel Cooper." "Before you kill me, we need to find Todd, we need those notes! I'm the only one who can fix this. It was stupid, I know, but it's magic! I never expected it to work! You gotta believe me, I never expected it to actually work! Nadya's off the reservation, she's slowly getting more and more out of control." He paused and leaned in. "Have you seen the inside of her car? She wanted to have sex in there. Do have any idea how unsanitary that is? We would have been safer in a crack den rolling around on used needles!" "You don't inject crack, you smoke it." Sure, it wasn't the most helpful of dialogue, but Austin had to say something, anything, to keep his mind off of premeditated 'doing the world a favor'. "Yes, well, I wouldn't know... now would I?" The implication that Austin would only made the thought of what Rachel getting her hands on Niles would look like all the more sweeter. "We need to help Nadya, you seem the more sensible of your little gaggle of knuckle draggers... we'll need their help. He's in the school, I know it." Niles paused and looked at Austin. "You're taking this very well, might I add... you did hear the 'spell' part and 'ancient magical tome' part, right?" "Oh, Niles... with the month we're having," Austin chuckled. "Ancient spells and tomes are pretty much par for the course. You should have seen the lake troll last week." Austin walked away to get the others. "L-lake troll?" Niles ran off after him.
  6. Dancing with Yokiko was one of the more pleasant experiences in Austin's life. The Song Nadia sang was beautiful, and he thought to himself it would be alright, that nothing could possibly ruin this moment, this night. Then Niles stammered out a question, bringing him down from his revierie. He almost didn't turn around, not that willing to abandon Yokiko, but she nodded. "Please excuse me, this won't take long." With that he let his arms drop and turned to face Niles, his eyes narrowed in annoyance, and Austin seemed to not be as calm as before. "What do you need, Niles?" The words came out without hinting at his annoyance, though he couldn't keep it from his eyes. "I'm sure it's very important, to interrupt us." It was a tone of voice Niles had never heard Austin use.
  7. Fisher was briefly agape. What a remarkable and beautiful song. "I guess Dane knew what he was doing." "Yeah." Darcy agreed, amazed by Nadya's singing. "Just, wow. Never thought Nadya could do that." Fisher looked at her. "So as a boyfriend..." Darcy picked up on it. "I gave you one and now you want another?" "You're so great at it." Somehow it worked, and they kissed again, a bit longer. Fisher was on Cloud Nine.
  8. Rachel had sunk into the warm safe embrace of Billy's arms for the first time that night she felt safe. Then she felt the touch. It startled her because she still felt billy's hands on her hips, but immediately she knew it wasn't Billy. The brush of the unseen hand the lingering pressure on the underside of her breast then the caress slow and sensual, made her shiver, down her side to the hip where Billy's hand rested oblivious. Rachel stifled a gasp raising her head slightly eyes searching and finding. Bridgett. Rachel felt her heat rise she pulled Billy in closer, breathing heavily she brushed her lips across the side of his neck all the while keeping her eyes on Bridgett's retreating back watching the exaggerated sway of her hips. Wanting. I am doomed She danced with her boyfriend making non committal sounds when he spoke, she enjoyed dancing with him his arms were strong he smelled good but her mind kept reliving that touch. Then Dane got up on stage. the dancing stopped. She smile at Billy he was ear to ear happy she could tell. That made her feel guilty. Can you feel guilty about something you havn't done. Everyone waited for Dane to begin but even he had a surprise. A night of surprises it seemed. Rachel watched as Nadya got up on stage noticed her friends distress at being put on the spot. Rachel griped Billy's hand tight and shot an angry look at Dane. How could he do this to my band mate what cruel joke is he playing I won't let him get away with this that is my sister.... Rachel had taken several unknowing steps toward the stage dragging Billy along with her unceremoniously, intent on harming Dane when the music started and Nadya sang. Rachel was brought up short. She stared at Nadya, heard the words she sang from the heart her heart, felt the words seep into her own, felt the magic. In that moment more than any other she knew that she loved Nadya. They were sisters and the rest of the band she loved them too, brothers and sisters all. Knew she would do anything for them, protect them from anything, die for them if need be. Nadya's song spoke and opened Rachel's eyes. Yes she loved Billy probably had since they first met all those years ago, destiny and fate. He was mortal she was not. That didn't lessen their love but their love would be a fleeting thing however bright it might burn. She wanted Bridgett, lusted after her might even love her They were the children of gods, normal rules didn't apply Nadya said everything in that song. They were Legends in the making and nothing would stand in their way.
  9. [Rachel] "Y'okay, Rae?" Billy's hand on the small of her back was a comfort for the turbulent storm of thoughts roiling within her mind. Despite the dress, the make-up, and winning the game and problems at home... Rachel Cooper was a fucking mess tonight. But! She was determined to have a good time and not allow her issues to get the best of her. She turned to face her date and offered him a smile. "Yeah," she shook away the fluster. "Yeah, I'm okay. It's just been..." "One of those days?" Billy said with a charming grin. "Well, the day is done, the night is ours, and you, Rachel Vivienne Cooper, look amazing. I'm the luckiest man here, and that's not the threat of your dad shooting me if I didn't treat you like a lady lingering in the back of my mind, I mean it. Okay, maybe a little bit... he's kinda scary." Rachel laughed, "Where did you learn my middle name?" "I have many informants," he swept his hand across the dance floor. "Scattered far and wide, feeding my information network." He turned and smirked. "Fine, keep your secrets," she took his arm found herself holding it a little tighter than she intended, not with divine strength but... tenderness? The notion wasn't foreign to her, just uncommon. "You're lucky you're cute, but you've been hanging out with Darcy way too much." "Oh, god," he rolled his eyes. "I know. We watched Justice League the other day, don't ask, she just said it was mandatory viewing for anyone with heartbeat. Anyway she paused it and went on a forty minute explanation as to what a 'boom tube' was," as the current song wound to a close he saw a window of escape from the super hero conversation, and took it. "Care to dance?" "I'd love to, but I promise nothing. I haven't danced in a long time." As Billy led her to the dance floor the wove their way through the throngs of students. Her night was looking up. Billy just had a way of cheering her up and making her focus on the... a gentle slide of finger tips traced across her body below curvature of her breasts down her side and then it was gone. Like a python slithering through the crowd Bridgette past her by and turned head just enough to offer her a playful smirk and a hungry glare. 'Good game' she mouthed with a kiss of her lips in Rachel's direction and kept on walking. [Fisher] "You okay, Cap?" Darcy's voice brought Fisher's attention back into the moment as her words cleared away the strange portents roaming freely in his thoughts. "Yeah, I'm good, sorry. Thought I heard something." "What, like the spirits of the dead whispering? Ancient Kami wanting to do battle?" She smiled and giggled a bit. If only she knew. She was totally stoked to know his secret, he could tell. "I shouldn't have said anything, I'm never gonna hear the end of this," he laughed and shook his head. "Probably not," she said with all the adorability of a Disney plushie. "Buuut, I will hold off on prying into your divine feudal issues until later, like why are all the different gods letting their kids hang out together? That's so odd. Anyway, we won the game, this is our first homecoming that we've actually attended, I look great - thank you, by the way, and my boyfr-" Several people pushed by them laughing and cheering and 'wooing' at Aaron, who was DJing the event. "And, my best friend just happens to be the child of a god in a town full of divine children... if we don't have a reason to dance and enjoy ourselves, Fish, then we're complete losers with nothing to live for." "Did... you just call me," Fisher rolled his finger as if rewinding her statement with a playful grin on his face. "Best. I said best friend." She shot back at a million words a second. "Don't make me kill you in front of everyone, I'm pretty sure Nadya knows people. You'll never be found." "Uh huh," Fisher laughed. She was cute when she was embarrassed, hell, she was cute all the time, who was he trying to kid? "C'mon, 'bestie', I'll let you dance with me." "Oh!?" She feigned an indignant tone. "Oh, you will, it's like that, huh?" Laughing they strolled out to the dance floor where they saw their friends all having a terrific night... especially Nadia. Fisher scanned the area, wondering if Nadia was going to find some new and interesting way to get herself into trouble, especially since she didn't seem herself. He was worried, but with Nadia it was never easy to tell what was live and when was Memorex with her. Niles looked, well, completely overwhelmed and about a hundred tiers out of his league when it came to dealing with how to handle Nadia. Even her closest friends were still writing the rule book on that one so it was no mystery that Niles was in over his head with her. As if by divine providence... "Fisher, Darcy! S'up, bro? Wow, Deedee, you are ravishing girl. Cap finally ask you out, eh?" Dane Summers, who was not surprisingly, as high as Mount Olymups for this prestigious occasion, kissed the lovely Darcy on the back of her hand and turned to Fisher and attempted to shake his hand which turned into some street greeting of sliding palms, fist bumping, doing the itsy-bitsy-spider and about all Fisher caught of the whole affair, despite his own hand being involved, was that in ended with Dane giving him a hug. "Hey, you two look great together, like you should have your own stars in the sky. I hate to say it, but the Beetles were wrong, it's not 'all we need is love' it's 'all there is is love'." "That's fantastic, Dane," Fisher loved Dane, he was a great guy, but rarely was he sober. That was something he could never quite wrap his head around, but all the divine children handled things in their own way. "I was wondering if you could help us out tonight. Nadia's..." "On a bender," Darcy added. "She started the party a little too early and we wanna make sure she enjoys herself but doesn't get into-" "Any trouble," Dane nodded his head, his glazed eyes hardly focused. "Hey, no problem. I totally got yer back." "Get her back," Fisher pointed to Nadia who was doing something she called dancing but was likely illegal in twelve states. Dane inhaled and nodded. "Got it." With Dane off on a mission Fisher and Darcy returned to their dance and it was about tn seconds before they both just broke out into laughter at the absurdity of their lives. What teenagers had to deal with the level insanity these guys did on a daily basis? When they settled Darcy stepped into Fisher and rest her head on his chest. With the insanity of his life, her problems seemed small but it reassured her that she wasn't alone in the World. Everyone had problems, and having others close to her that cared about her was going to help her through it. "Our own stars in the sky, huh? Think your mom could hook us up with a few?" Fisher chuckled, holding her close. "I could, but, in your smile I see something more beautiful than stars." Even a broken clock is right twice a day, as the saying goes and while Fisher may never have been the suavest of Salem High's student body, those words dove deep into Darcy's heart and she looked up at him silently. He thought she was going to laugh, it did sound kind of lame, but when she rose up and her lips pressed against his, like all high school aged men, his brain shut down. It was a short, simple kiss. Darcy's arms rest upon Fisher's shoulders and her voice was a tone that he'd never heard before (because everyone has their own 'I love you' voice). "Okay, maybe I said boyfriend." [Nadya] Aaron Tigrillo was dropping the hits from the large stage and there was not a single soul in the crowd that disagreed that he had a future in the industry. When he saw Dane approaching him and running his hand across his throat to cut the music, Aaron grinned and nodded. Dane was, despite the school's biggest stoner, also happened to be the school's most talented musician. He seemed a prodigy with any instrument and his vocals were hypnotic, so when people saw him take the stage they assumed a live performance wasn't far off. Everyone on the floor cheered and howled for one of the school's favorites. "Oh, shit. What have I done?" Fisher said out loud. "Thank you! Thanks... wow, you guys are awesome!" Dane fired them up and smiled his gigawatt smile. "Man, we smashed it today! Prolly a little smashing going on afterwards... just kidding!" He looked off to the faculty who were glaring at him after that comment. He looked out into the crowd and shook his head slowly with a smile like he wasn't kidding. "So I wanted to totally do something awesome for our victory but I couldn't quite find the words." When someone shouted from the back about him never shutting up, he smiled and laughed. "I know right? However, one of besties said she'd totally would love to express herself and share a few words about how she feels about this great school of ours!" Students went nuts, cheering and screaming and yelling school pride as the football team rose their hands up to be seen and recognized. Dane motioned into that sea of hysteria and presented the students with "Nadia! C'mon up here." Every cheer stopped in a heartbeat. The gym fell into absolute silence in the span of a single breath. Nadia froze. This couldn't be right. Dane wasn't the type to pull mean pranks on people, in fact he was the nicest, most harmless soul for miles. She shook her head at him. "Oh this is gonna be good," Mercedes shouted and everyone laughed. "Traaiinwreeeeck!" With pursed lips Nadya walked up on stage and took the mic from Dane. Covering it up she leaned to him. "What do I sing?" "Don't ask me," he said with a smile. That painfully, lost in his eyes, why does this dude always smell like freshly baked goods, dreamy smile of his. "Ask your heart. It has all the words you've ever wanted to say, girl. We just have a hard time sneaking them past the brain sometimes. That's music is so honest. Don't worry, I got your back." She stood on the dark stage in front of the whole school and looked again to Dane, saying something, to which he nodded and leaned into Aaron o which he nodded. The music began to fade in and Nadya took a deep breath and let the words flow from the heart. In the lives of Scions there are many things from magic to myth that they face daily. The hardships they endure from pain to sorrow to love and joy are woven into and become part of their Legend. Those Legends, written by Fate and enforced by belief are the foundation of who they are. One can not fool Fate or deceive it with any magic or enchantment. While under the sway of the enchantment Nadya had very little of her own words to use, the ones she spoke were hers. The lyrics were her heart crying out in declaration that she and her band, no matter how hard the road before them they would walk it together. They would rise together and they would reach for their own greatness only by being surrounded by those most important to them. She hated being trapped in her own mind, but her heart knew her friends would realize it and find way. Niles could feel the thrum of the vocals and rhythm wash over him and Nadya's Siren's song was like a drug to his own hart and soul. She was already out of control, the spell was spiraling out of his hands and if it continued he feared that Nadya would do something drastic in an attempt to prove her undying devotion to him (hey, he'd seen all those horror movies too). As she sung he slipped away and walked down the hallway to his locker. Even several hundred feet away he could still hear Nadya's voice as clear as day, like her words were meant as a targeting beacon for his growing conscious to pummel him. Him, Niles Horne, the lamest guy in school just wanted to have what he thought was the prettiest girl in school, no Salem, love and appreciate him so he could do the same for her... but, that's not how this was turning out at all. Things weren't right and more he tried to fix it, the worse they got and he knew it was that books fault. He threw open his locker and looked inside. A panic swept over him as he tossed papers and threw aside books. The spell wasn't here. I couldn't undo it if it wasn't here! "Lose something, Mr. Horne?" Came a calming British accent a few feet from behind him. Niles spun about and slammed his locker shut. "M-Mr. Syracuse... no, no... I'm uh... looking for a present I got for my beloved... N-Nadya." "Well, that's certainly thoughtful of you," Mr. Syracuse took a few steps forward. He adjusted his glasses and continued. "Because I've noticed that she has, as of late, not really been herself. I know her well, Mr. Horne. Great young woman, a little chaotic on the outside but a bastion of warmth and kindness within. Between you and I, she's one of my favorites here at Salem High. She's a diamond in the rough, a ray of hope and a light in the darkness that is this ever so odd and confusing little town we call 'home'. Now, I would be remiss as a member of this faculty, in failing to inform you that were something untoward done to or to befall her due to the negligence of another... well," he slammed the palm of his hand against the locker, blocking Niles from slithering away. "I would encourage them to fix whatever soup sandwich they've managed to stumble themselves upon and fix it quickly. Lest my frustration out strips my patience. Have I expressed my self clearly, Mr. Horne?" "C-c-crystal, Mr. Syracuse." He slid under the British god's arm and ran back to the dance, not checking to see if he peed himself a little. "Your friend, Mr. Swain was snooping around your locker." Mr. Syracuse yelled. "Try checking with him!" Niles stormed back into to dance slowing to a less than casual strut as he approached Austin and Yokiko. The one of Nadya's friends he considered the most stable. "E-excuse me... uh, Austin... c-could I uh... could you spare a moment? I could use your advice on something."
  10. Austin watched the spectcle, and got a real sense of just wrongness. He'd never seen Nadya act this way before she started going out with Niles, and he was growing concerned. The look on Rachel's face said it all. Yokiko chose that moment to speak up and nodded. "I don't think it's necessary. It doesn't seem that my band will be the one causing a scene tonight." Austin's eyes narrowed, and outwardly he laughed. "Yeah, I think we've got that covered, but the night is young, plenty of time for both groups to be winners there." Inside he was abit embarrassed, but he wasn't going to let whatever was going on with Nadya ruin his night. "Would you like to dance then?" he asked with a smile. "Not like she does." "She" clearly indicating Nadya. "No, definitely not like that." Austin answered, silently wondering how much more they'd all have to deal with tonight. Please don't ruin everyone's good time.
  11. Rachel just stood there and incredulous look upon her face. She watched Nadya, slink, strut, she didn't know what to call it, away with Niles. She looked at Darci who had an echoing expression. "What was that?" Darci just shook her head as her cheeks blazed red. Rachel glanced back and saw Billy and Fisher breaking away from Austin and Yokiko coming toward them. This is going to be a disaster, she thought as the boys joined them and she looked out around the room until her eyes fell on Bridgette and her breath caught in her chest at the sight of the dark scion. Fuck me!
  12. The music pounded in Nadya's head, in her ears, in her blood. Bumbrm! Bumbrm! Bumbrm! like brittle, rattling drums, luring her back like a seductive, terrible siren even as it drove her onward, onward, onward! Never looking back, never reflecting on the past. Her smile was wide and wild, her silver-grey eyes shining as she ground up against Rachel. Darci tried to pull away, but Nadya hauled her in tight, her hand as firm as steel handcuffs. "Let them watch!" Nadya purred/chuckled wickedly. "If your boyfriends are too scared to come claim ya with a few eyes on us, they don't deserve you." The roguish Romani girl glanced over her shoulder and Darci's, her curly tail of hair tickling Darci's nose, and noticed Niles awkwardly shuffling towards them, his eyes wide with worry and want. She licked her deep red lips invitingly. "Niley and me will take care you." Austin could hear Niles audible swallow. Niles looked up at the taller boy, looking like a green-clad deer caught in headlights. "Um, er, nooo...?" He swallowed again, then turned back to look at Nadya, who looked like a dark and delicious, wanton and wondrous fey. For an instant, Niles wondered if this was actually a really bad idea. Then he straightened his slender shoulders, tugged at his bowtie, and nodded decisively. He had wanted Nadya as a girlfriend, and now she was his girlfriend, all his. "No, I'm not." His confidence lasted for his first step towards Nadya, but her eyes and coy tongue drew him as inexorably as gravity. He didn't notice one of his circle of friends, Tim, get kneed in the balls by Acadia and collapse with a silent whimper after having the audacity to ask her to dance. He made up to the girls engaged in a faux-lesbian grind, took a deep breath to screw up his courage, then gave Nadya a gallant bow and extended his hand. "May I lead you to the dance floor, milady, and have the first, uh, dance, milady?" Niles said, a little thready. Nadya let Rachel and Darci go as though they were dead bodies and gave a gleeful little clap, almost bouncing on her heels. Nadya gave him a deep, elegant curtsy, Niles' eyes dipping to inviting cleavage enhanced by her perfectly fitted corset. Nadya took her time straightening up, then laced her fingers with his, pulling him into a kiss before stepping to his side. "I would love nothing more, milord," Nadya tittered in an atrocious posh English accent. Hands clasped, she leaned her head on Niles' shoulder, despite having a few inches on his with her heels, her hip pressed against him. Each click of her heels sounded like cracking glass. "Lead on."
  13. Fisher stared before shaking his head. Laurie was making a big mistake. Eric the Menace? He would have to have a talk with her later. Obviously she didn't really know what he was really like, and once she did she'd toss the JerkJockHoletm away like that bully deserved. Then he was presented with Nadya acting like all the rumors and slurs had suddenly been holy truth, with their Bandmate and his ...friend. The awakening of divine blood brought strangeness, sure, but when did the Twilight Zone become legend? Fisher, barely after making it through the double doors, leaned against the adjacent wall, fingers resting idly against the window. "Kami, what is going on with Nadya?" Can't you see the truth, heavenly child? The voice seemed like a woman's, a child's, or a spirit from any JRPG. Fisher started, before turning his head slowly. The answer is right there in our panes. The window? Confused, Fisher turned and looked. Memories of what he'd studied in the library kicked in. The kami, great as Amaterasu or smallest in stature, each was a spirit for something. Even the window. Was it offering something? Fisher peered, but saw nothing. He felt silly and discarded the thought, going to rescue Darci.
  14. With Yokiko's confusion evident, Austin simply pat her own arm, which was interlocked with his as they were walking in. "A good woman can be a real impetus for a man to change himself, or at least to try doing things a different way." Nadya left, dragging Rachel and Darci along, which left Austin and Yokiko with their dates. He just smiled. "Do you want to go say hi to your band?" He watched as Nadya began to "Dance" with Rachel and Darci, and sighed. They weren't even to the dance floor and this was already drawing alot of unwanted attention. Rachel could handle things, and he fully expected Fisher and Billy to get fed up with it and drag Darci and Rachel away soon. Austin turned his attention on Niles, watching his reaction. "You just gonna stand there and watch, man?" he asked softly, not really expecting an answer.
  15. Rachel allowed herself to be pulled along by Nadya, after all it hadn't been her best day and now, not much of a night. Her mind was running a hundred miles an hour in every direction at once. How had this almost perfect life been turned upside down and inside out in less than twelve hours. Rachel had hardly noticed Nadya or anyone or thing for that matter, since arriving but when the dark haired girl started grinding between her and Darci (...Darci?), in what was supposed to be a dance move but looked more like..never mind, it brought Rachel's full attention onto her friend and band-mate. "Good gods, Nadya, what on earth is your deal? First Niles and now this? Everyone is staring." "Screw them! Dance bitch!" Nadya purred as she slid in close to Rachel and writhed like a cat at the same time she had reached behind her grabbing Darci and pulling her in close so the she was grinding against her too! Indeed people were staring. They hadn't even reached the dance floor yet.
  16. Eric's Band of Scions were early. If they got special beads from Evelynn then the others weren't aware of it, but none were too surprised when Mercedes and her Amazonian bodyguards Porche' and Acadia were walking through the large double doors towards the music walking, talking and looking like a million bucks. Bridgette, along with Horace and Aaron were loitering by the doors waiting on her and the amazons. Bridgette seemed to be their version of Nadya and decided that a dress would just be too much the norm and decided on a pair of very short shorts, a corset, fishnets, implausible heeled boots and a top hat... because fuck it, why not? Horace looked like he just rolled out of bed and landed in a pile of own shortcomings and future failures that he cleverly disguised as disheveled hair, jeans a tee and a flannel. While Aaron didn't have Mercedes's money he looked like a walking billboard for name brands, from his shoes to the Beats on head. They all went in together but where was Eric? When the limo pulled into the parking lot it was obvious who it was. Laurie Brightman, daughter of the Sun God Apollo, waited for her chauffeur and guardian, James, to circle around and open the door for her. When she stepped out and cemented her claim as the 'loveliest' of Salem High's student body. Rachel and her group were certainly happy to know she was on their side and an evil smirk stretched across their faces as they thought the same thing when they looked at Laurie in reference to Mercedes. All that money that money the Scion of Aphrodite had and she would never be able to buy herself even one sliver of class possessed by Laurie. When the radiant blonde saw them she politely smiled at them and offered a wave of acknowledgement. When Eric stepped from the limo, who certainly cleaned up nice, by the way, the sudden sucker punch of confusion found it's way across all of their expressions. Even Yokiko completely perplexed. She took his arm and two of them walked up towards the doors. "I... have no words." Yokiko stammered in confusion. "He seems, calm. Eric is always so, how do you put it? At eleven?" "Worry about it later," Nadya pushed everyone out of her way. "We have a dance to attend people! Laurie may be a bit of a prude but she is still a woman with needs. We all know the rumors, Eric is a guy who can certainly 'bring the hammer down', so to speak," she kissed two fingers and raised them to the sky. "Reference to my boy Thor, big fan, loved you in Avengers. Now let her do her, and him do her, and let's get in there and do this dance." She took Rachel by the hand and snatched up Darci's too and while backwards pulled them gently towards her and towards the big doors. "C'moooon! Let's wake tomorrow and not have any memory of what to regret about tonight!" In ever window they passed and every side mirror they ignored as they chuckled and joked on their way to those double doors, Nadya's reflection screamed and rebelled against all reason. She pounded on the surface and punched at Niles, but no one saw her. They walked through the doors none the wiser, leaving their friend to be forgotten...
  17. Salem High had won the game (no help from Rachel) so that could only mean one thing: the Homecoming Dance was going to be lit. Screaming, yelling, cheering and full on celebrating were already cranked to eleven by the time the Scions arrived. The gentleman of the school were in a variety of outfits, from nice clothes to full on suits while the ladies of the hour were in everything from short skirts to elaborate evening gowns. One thing was for sure, wit a victory under their belt, this dance was going to be one to remember. Music boomed from the large double doors of the gymnasium. Beth didn't just take a look at the sound system she improved it and everyone within several blocks of the school who didn't like loud music was currently hating life. The Scions met up in the parking lot so they could all go in together and, of course, the ladies had to take a moment to appreciate each others choice in evening attire. Rachel looked like she'd seen a ghost that was dying to be explained in a flashback in a later post, but her and Billy looked adorable (aww). Nadya and Niles met Billy and Rachel by the car and they looked like... oil and water, but Niles was living the dream and was currently an icon in the nerd comunity of what they could acquire if they just put their mind to it and went for the gold. As a result there had been an unprecedented 2,000 percent increase in nerds asking out attractive, out of their league males and females in the school. The current success rate was also an unprecedented zero percent in accepted offers from said nerds and startling increase in Hagen Das sales and adult anime purchases from Amazon. Surely they weren't related. Facts were simple though, Niles unknowingly upset a balance and that upset had to be corrected. He had taken from Fate and Fate demanded a payment in kind and until She was got that payment... no 'nerd' in Salem would be safe. Bullying was increasing, gaming servers were crashing, anime streams were failing to load, gaming books were like a magnet for ever food and beverage out there and a natural '20' hadn't been rolled (World wide) from the very moment Niles had uttered the final syllable of the incantation that had made all his desires come true. Fisher and Darci with Austin and Yokiko met up with everyone and when the entire crowd were together they looked like they were the clique' that owned Salem High.
  18. "She what?!" Fisher and Darci were in Fisher's basement again, as they often did when hanging out. This time, Fisher was telling her stories of the Band's past exploits. "Spear-Finger broke my neck." Fisher patiently repeated, only to be surprised (or was it his plan all along) by Darci frantically massaging his neck the same way she did at Evelyn's shop. "I'm fine. It just hurt a lot. And those bruises you saw that evening were all that was left over." Darci withdrew her hands, making a small noise in acknowledgement. It was beginning to sink into her head now about what Fisher had said earlier about the reality of what he did and how dangerous it was. Totally non-Disney nastiness. There was a brief silence. Fisher knew both of them had their beads with prom accoutrements within. His revelation wasn't going to stop them from going, but... as what? Maybe they could figure it out later. "We need to leave soon." Darci observed, speaking for them both. "All right." Fisher got up and offered her his hand. "Shall we?" She took it. Maybe there was some hope.
  19. Nadya drove away from Evelyn's in her lemon yellow - a very ripe lemon, perhaps - '69 Mercury Cougar, surging with excitement and pique as music blared from the speakers, currently the sugariest of pop. She had a slamming dress she couldn't wait to show off to Niles, but Evelyn hadn't shown her how to do that Fairy Godmother Bead Tricktm, hadn't even mentioned it and Sylvia Sylph had just smirked. But she knew where Evelyn's was now... if it didn't disappear in some Hogwarts bullshittery. Maybe she'd be able to take a look around some time, maybe find a book on Sweet Conveniences 101. ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ "No way!" Todd exclaimed. "Way!" Niles countered, nodding animatedly. "It's all real. You can see it in her eyes, she's not pretending or faking or anything. She really loves me. And when she dragged me back to her car..." "Did you nail her, Nails?" Todd asked as Niles trailed off in remembrance, a silly grin on his face. Niles shook head, collecting himself, though his face went deep red. "Everything but. She... she manhandled me. Nadya doesn't look it, but she's like, crazy strong. And I'll tell you something else - they do NOT feel like bags of sand." He knew it wasn't gentlemanly and he was embarrassed talking about it, but Niles couldn't help but give Todd some of the details and highlights of his encounter with Nadya in her car. And he ended saying too much probably, judging by how sweaty Todd was looking. "And she promised tonight was going to be even better. She had something planned." "Dude! You have to let me use the Book!" Todd pleaded, eyes wide in yearning behind his thick glasses. "You went with Nadya and that's fine - she's hot, has a bit of an edge with the thievery and slight gothiness without being scary enough that she might kill you as soon as kiss you like Bridgette. But I could get, like, Lexus or Caprice, or the head of the Pink Slips herself, Mercedes." Niles saw the dreamy look in his friend's eyes, but hesitated. He had something that Todd didn't, something that impressed Todd and others at school. He liked that feeling, and wanted to keep it for a while before possibly sharing it. "I dunno, man. Nadya wasn't with anyone, but Mercedes goes out with Eric. He'll break your face if Mercedes suddenly starts going out with you. Maybe you should make a pro and con list of the other girls in school," Niles suggested to distract Todd from asking about the Book. "It's a big decision - you don't want to mess it up. Unforeseen consequences and all that." Todd took the bait and Niles let out a private sigh of relief. Todd was at it for a while, with Niles occasional input and suggestion - he couldn't help himself - when there was a soft knock at his bedroom door. "Niles, your... friend is at the door," said his mother, disapproval strong in her voice. Niles almost stumbled down the stairs in his haste, Todd right behind him. They found Nadya standing by the front door, dressed in tight, black jeans and a faded band t-shirt, rocking on her heels in anticipation. When she saw Niles, her silver-grey eyes gleamed and her lips curved in a wide grin, which turned just a touch cynical when she saw the lumbering Todd behind him. "Hey, Niley!" she squealed, pulling him into a hug and making a point of giving him a kiss in front of his mother and Todd. Nile's mother harrumphed and walked into the kitchen with a scowl. Todd stared, still disbelieving the clear evidence of his eyes. "I thought you'd want to come with me to the game, watch Rachel kick some ass." "Uh... oh, yeah, sure, sure, we can do that," Niles stammered, flashing Todd an uncertain grin over his shoulder. "Can Todd come, too?" Nadya gave Todd a scathing once over. "I'm sure he does, often and preemptively," Nadya drawled. But when she noticed how much it mattered to Niles, she relented with a roll of her eyes and nodded. "Fine." Then she leaned in, her lips close to Niles' ear. "Just to be clear, we aren't going to the game to watch. It's to show off that you have a girlfriend. A girlfriend that cleans up real nice for the Dance. Niles blushed again at her words, then deeper when she pinched his ass and chuckled. "Let's go, dweebs." They headed out the door to Nadya's car, Nadya stopping to point at Todd then a side table. "No drink or food in my car." Todd looked down at his super-sized triple thick milkshake, still half full if runny, then back at Nadya. "I see you with food and drinks in your car all the time." "My car, my rules, and I'm the one who cleans it," Nadya countered firmly. "The drink stays, you do, Todd." Todd was going to mention when she and Niles were up to in the backseat earlier this afternoon and that one dripping milkshake wasn't going to make the difference. But seeing Nadya's glare daring him to say it, he wisely swallowed and set down milkshake. Nadya's smile was as sharp as a razor blade. ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ Nadya and Niles (and Todd) sat in the bleachers, way up at the back, none of them paying attention to the game. Nadya had pulled out a thick blanket from the trunk of her Cougar and she and Niles huddled under it, only their faces showing, cooing and fawning over each other. Todd couldn't only imagine what they were doing under the blanket, and from the look on Niles' face, some of what he was imagining had to be true. Todd wasn't the only one who noticed, but Nadya seemed immune to snide comments, and while Niles wasn't, Nadya got in her own cutting remarks in his defense. Todd really needed to get his hand on that Book. Nadya still seemed like the same girl - mostly - just with an ardent devotion to Niles. Nadya was coming back from the concession stand, having grabbed some snacks for her and Niles. She was passing behind the bleachers when a schoolmate was suddenly looming over her. He had a name, she was sure, but everyone called him Biff. He looked way too old to be in high school and even if he wasn't balding, it still seemed like he was. He leered down at her. "Mercedes must've told everyone you're a slut, but this is the first time there's proof," Biff growled, his eyes hungry. "How much is Niles paying you, Nadya? If I beat the shit out of him and throw him in a dumpster, can I take his slot in your slot?" Nadya carefully looked around, making sure no one was in sight, then set aside her snack and drinks. Then smiled up at Biff, her eyes glinting dangerously. Biff didn't notice, his eyes on her sleek curves shown up in tight clothing. "Biff, poor dumb, fugly Biff," Nadya cooed, emphasizing her faint accent. "You might have a foot and a hundred pounds in Niley, Biff, but you aren't half the man he is." She'd been surprised by that. Niles might be thin and barely taller than she was, but he had nothing to be ashamed about down below. Then she kneed Biff in the balls. He collapsed to the ground with a whimper, but Nadya picked him with a single hand around his throat so that he was eye-to-eye with her. Through his pain, Biff's eyes widened when he found a point of a curved knife a bare hair from his eye. "If I hear you've touched Niles, looked at him funny, or even if your shadow crosses his," Nadya said in fierce, harsh whisper, "they'll never find your body. Now, fuck off, Biff." Biff blinked and Nadya was already striding away, an extra swing to her helps, snacks and drinks balanced in her hands, humming brightly, ignoring the voice in her head saying she'd gone too far. ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ Todd came back from the bathroom and found Niles and Nadya gone. He peered up over the top of he bleachers, but couldn't spot Nadya's yellow car. "Dammit!" ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ Nadya finished helping Niles get ready for the Dance, straightening his jacket and brushing his hair to give it a bit of flair, instead of just being slicked back. When he'd mentioned his suit being green, she'd been afraid it was going to be a mint-green travesty, but it was a dark forest green that fit him quite well. He didn't look half bad - with her on his arm, he'd look almost debonair... if he didn't have the bowtie she couldn't talk him out of. "Now it's my turn to get ready," Nadya said with a wink. "Don't worry, you've lucked out. I'm a girl who doesn't take forever to get ready. I'll be back in a minute." Niles looked around, not seeing a garment bag or anything, just Nadya's small pack that couldn't hold a pair a shoes, let alone a dress and other accessories. "But, um, how--" She silenced him with kiss, then waggled her fingers as though casting a spell. "Secret. You'll see." Nadya strutted into the bathroom across the hallway and pulled out the bead. She gave it a lingering look - she really wished she knew how to make one - then placed it on the tile and crushed under her heel. The magic swirled up and encased her in her prom dress, styling her hair in a long tail of thick ringlets that almost brushed her ass, subtle highlights of colour in the sable curls. Nadya's mouth opened in a silent scream of pain. Hands closed into tight fists, Nadya barely having the presence of mind to pull them off the sink so she didn't crack the porcelain. After a long moment she closed her mouth, panting. Her ears throbbed and she noted a several new piercings showcasing dangling earrings. But that was the small pain. Bigger pain came from her mouth and she felt something clicking against her teeth. Nadya opened her mouth and looked in the bathroom mirror. Her tongue now had what looked like a small, ruby stud. The biggest pain came lower. Nadya looked down, then brushed her hands over the cups of the corset of her dress. It didn't show, but she could feel the piercings there too. That bitch Sylvia Steelface the Sadistic Sylph had added some extra piercings somehow. She'd get her back somehow. Nadya strutted out of the bathroom, her strappy five-inch heels improbably silent and found herself face to face with Niles' mother. She didn't think Nadya was a suitable friend for her son, but she had to admit to was dressed up impressively for the dance, even if she was showing too much cleavage and leg in her opinion. But on the other hand, she seemed genuine in taking Niles to the Dance instead of making fun of him or taking pity on him. "You are not who I'd want to my son to go to the Dance with, but if you hurt my Niles, girl, I'll end you," she said with fierce, motherly threat. "If anyone hurts Niles, I'll end them," Nadya replied, and Nile's mother took a step back with the vehement threat in her tone. Then Nadya smiled and swept gracefully around her. "But now, Niles is going to have the night of his life. Don't expect him back for curfew." Nadya sauntered into Nile's room and twirled, showing off every angle. Niles could only stare as a vision of a Disney Princess from Tim Burton's most feverish dream. Dressed dark and revealing, her flesh pale and vibrant, her lips a startling deep red, the corset of her dress giving her a distinct hourglass figure. "Wow!" Dreams do come true. Watching Niles' reaction with a satisfied smirk, Nadya didn't see her faint reflection in bedroom windows screaming at her.
  20. Austin smiled even as he drove up to Yokiko's home. He'd spent time after school cleaning his jeep the best he could, and even made arrangements that should he need it he could borrow his mother's Navigator for later, since it was much newer and nicer. Still, the Jeep he felt was what suited him, so he went with it for now. At Evelyn's both he and Yokiko had ended up trusting in her evaluations and style choices, he liked how he looked, and imagined that Yokiko did too, as she'd been smiling when they left. For the game though, they were just going to be like any other pair of teenagers, enjoying the festivities of a Homecoming game. It wasn't his first choice, or hers, but neither of them felt they could leave their bands there without some sort of mediating or stabilizing influence. He was dressed casually for now, in jeans and a school-themed T-shirt, since it was Homecoming. With a calm and graceful stride, he made his way up to her door and rang the doorbell once, waiting for her to answer, and hoping silently that it would be just a normal game, with no need of them to do anything save enjoy it. Yokiko opened the door and slipped out without opening it fully allowing Austin only a glimpse inside before his view was cutoff. She was dressed in pressed jeans a white button down shirt and a pullover sweater in the schools colors. she had a small purse slung cross wise from her right shoulder to her left hip, her feet nestled into a clean pair of Mary Jane's which looked brand new but ween't. Yokiko simply took care of her things. She also carried a gym-bag that contained those things she hoped she would not need this evening Her usually serious face broke into a smile when she gazed upon her fellow water scion, she couldn't help but feel a sort of kinship with him since their fathers although nothing alike were still more similar than any of her own band-mates parents. "Hi, ready," she asked? Austin was a little surprised that her guardians hadn't come to the door. He nodded, "You look good, Yokiko." He meant it, too. She seemed abit relaxed, and that smile definitely set him more at ease. Clearly she was taking this much the same as he was, which meant they had similar expectations. He went to open the door for her, which drew a look. "Getting a little practice for later." he answered her look with a smile. Though he'd not seen the dress, he couldn't imagine it wouldn't be easier with someone helping her in and out of the vehicle. He wanted everything to go well. Once in and buckled up he drove to the school, finding a parking space near the edge. It was more so they could leave quickly than anything, and he knew efficiency was always a plus. Besides, he enjoyed walking with her, so when she smiled and got out, he knew his decision was the right one. They met behind the now locked jeep, and and walked in together. The crowd was starting to show, and he nodded. "Would you like anything to eat from the concession stand? It's gonna be crazy busy later, so I figure I'd ask now." Immediately Yokiko thought Ugh eat from the concession stand, but another thought came to her something her father had said and lived by, "live life, that is why we have it." She spun and faced Austin so fast he feared he had angered her, her yes were wide as she looked at him and said excitedly, "Yes I want to try a hotdog. With mustard! And nachos I have never had nachos." Austin smiled and nodded, "Alright, then you're in for a treat." he turned back and head for the concession stand, getting drinks, a couple hotdogs, and two orders of Nachos. Anyone else would have been utterly unable to carry it all, but he managed with real aplomb, and returned to her with a smile. "Mind taking the drinks?" They were in a holder hanging from his wrist, so she had to take the hotdogs first, then the the drinks and he took the hotdogs back. Carrying their food, they took a seat in the bleachers which was fairly in the middle, since their bands tended to sit on opposite sides. They had to climb some steps, and he smiled. Thankfully, there was still a little room, so they could manage to get the food to the right person, and he took out some napkins, splitting them between them. "It's probably pretty different than you're used to, but these are a traditional meal at a football game. They're pretty iconic in their own right." The food at the concession stand was normally fairly cheap, surprisingly, and cooked well. Still it wasn't a 4 star or even 3 star eatery, and certainly not what he imagined they'd be eating on a first date. He was waiting for her to try it before digging in himself, he preferred ketchup to mustard, so at least it had been easy to tell their hotdogs apart. They made a little small talk while they ate and waited for the game to begin. Yokiko, while not adverse to eating meat like so many of her ethnic background did not like the hotdog, the nachos however, she found delightful. Once the game started Austin took it upon himself to explain what was going on on the filed not realizing that due to her bands cohesiveness she was often in the stands when Eric was at practice and therefore was knowledgeable about the game. For some reason she did not disabuse Austin of this fact. The game itself was typical except for one thing. Rachel Cooper was not playing well indeed she was playing poorly. "What is wrong with your warrior," she asked Austin just as the Coach Fingers sent the one in question to the sideline. "Could be she's thinking about tonight, since she's supposed to be grounded, and going out means going against her dads." Austin offered. He had noticed that Yokiko hadn't been enjoying the hotdog, and had thought to trade his nachos for it, but she powered through and ate it despite that, before he could. "She's been dealing with some personal issues lately, alone." There was some annoyance in his voice, since he knew they were all stronger together. Still some decided to tackle it all alone, and as such they weren't as cohesive as they could be. He was guilty of it too, as he well knew. He was disappointed when she didn't return to the field, his silent promise to cheer her on left undone because of it, and while they won, and Eric had worked his usual magic, and both of them cheered, he'd wanted to cheer for Rachel making big plays too. He hoped she'd still go to the dance, After the day's revelations, he was concerned, but there was nothing to be done now. The game went fast and the two scions from rival bands seemed to be enjoying themselves and each others company, it was doubly gratifying that no trouble broke out due to either of their friends behavior. All to soon it was over and while Austin had wanted to go and see if everything was alright with Rachel, he didn't instead focusing on his date. As they walked back to the jeep and Austin was about to tell her he would take her home so she could change she spoke up first. "We have an hour before the dance, let's drive out to Winter Island, I want to show you something." To say that he was surprised would be an understatement. Winter Island, while not an actual island, was a large public camping ground that offered the best access to the sea in Salem which despite its popularity and its public nature still offered the many remote and private locations for a rendezvous, both romantic and otherwise. Austin often went there to be with close to his fathers domain. He figured that maybe Yokiko did too. Another thing they had in common. The drive out to the island took about twenty minutes and they filled it with small talk as if they were normal teenagers although Austin still felt that Yokiko was being more reserved than he, but he put that down to her traditional Japanese upbringing. Following her directions they parked on a maintenance service road and walked down toward the deserted beach in the distance they could see the Fort Pickering light house. They stopped at the edge of the beach the sound of the surf music to both of their ears even though each heard a different tune being played. Yokiko searched the ground and found a good sized rock which she picked up and studied for a few seconds before setting it down. "Step back and watch this. It will amaze you." She slipped something out of her pocket and set it on the rock. Austin couldn't see what it was in the desk. Then she grinned at him, and stepped on the rock. There was the sound of breaking glass and a burst of sea colored light which enveloped the young Japanese scion. The light danced and shimmered around her before finally coalescing into an incredible dress transforming the Yokiko into a true goddess. She spun for him showing the dress and her perfectly coifed hair, "Well what do you think?" "Your beautiful," Austin said more quietly than he had intended. Yokiko stared at him for a fraction of a second those two words reverberating between them, then she laughed and spun again. " Evelyn has the most remarkable clothing and it's all magical. Expensive though, I could never afford this without you. Thank you" "Your welcome, even if I ddin't really do anything " He said smiling and digging his own glass bead out of his pocket and placing it on the same stone before stepping on it and crushing it disappearing in a swirl of navy blue only to emerge a moment later in prefect gentlemanly visage. Yokiko clapped her hands in front of her mouth a hug smile lighting up her face, "Dashing and Handsome." Austin smiled back, Then looked out at the sea "This place is special, even more so now," he glanced at her, "I come here a lot to be close." Yokiko stepped up beside him following his gaze out to sea, close enough to touch but not. "Me too." They looked at each other as the sea sang in front of them, both smiled. "We better get going the dance will start soon." Austin said nothing, his hand simply taking hers, and his genuine, carefree grin firmly in place. It was a moment of true contentment for them both, though neither said anything more. Surrounded by their father's realms, just the two of them there, listening to the eternal song of the sea. After a little while, they turned and left there, he helped her into his jeep, and they headed to the Dance. Nothing more really needed to be said just then, because they both knew, and felt the same. (credit to Nina, for helping me by writing for Yokiko)
  21. The game was a disaster. Oh Salem High won, really with godlings and who knows what else playing they would have had to try to lose and try really hard. No it was just a disaster for Rachel Cooper. She had kissed a girl. Despite what people apparently said or thought Rachel had never been attracted to girls, but then until Billy she had never really been overly attracted to any guy either. A girl had kissed her. And she had liked it. Billy, Bridgette, Gods, Evelyn. All of these thing vying for her attention in her head. Football not so much. She made so many mistakes in the first quarter, Coach Fingers benched her, shaking his head in disgust. She had sat on the bench cursing herself for her lack of focus. She saw billy in the bleachers, smiled at him then found her eyes wandering looking for Bridgette and not seeing her anywhere. She was relieved at that and disappointed too. Yeah the game had sucked. The ride home afterward hadn't been much better. Her dads, because of her grounding, hadn't let her drive herself to the game opting to drive her themselves. Both were disappointed in her, probably for different reasons and Rachel thought that the two of them had been arguing as well so the ride to the game had been uncomfortable, the ride home unbearable. Sitting up in her room she had considered calling Billy and telling him not to come over like they had discussed. The idea of having their own little dance had been romantic but Rachel wasn't feeling very romantic. Then she saw the little glass bead sitting on the dresser. I don't quit, she thought, I never have. If I fall down I get back up and do it again. I. Don't. Quit! Billy would be here soon and dammit they were going to have a good time. She loved Billy, she didn't know why or really care but she knew that that was a truth. She loved Billy. Bridgette, she didn't even know really but she didn't have any feeling for her the kiss had been surprise, an ambush, really. Rachel felt the anger smolder. Maybe the bitch had planned for her to mess up the game all along. NO! Stop that. I am not going to blame someone else for my actions or my failures. I'll figure out Bridgette later. Tonight it's billy and I. And my dads I need to talk to them. Rachel stood, stepped to the dresser and pick up the glass bead. Micheal was sitting in his chair looking over case papers a small stack of which sat on the small table beside his easy chair, Robert was in his own chair watching a TV show, drinking a beer trying to distract himself from the disappointing day and evening so far. Neither of the two men had said much after they brought their daughter home. Rachel had gone straight upstairs without saying much of anything. The had been arguing over their daughter, Mike had thought that the punishment for the fight had been perhaps too severe in light this being Rachel's first and now likely only homecoming dance where she could have been a football hero. He had thought that, while punishment for public brawling was due it could have been handled after the dance on the weekends or something. Robert being the cop had steadfastly stuck to his guns. Michael was the one who noticed when Rachel came down the stairs. The gown was radiant her hair perfect. She was beautiful and glowing like, like a goddess. Michael was gay, had been gay and known it all his life. He had never been attracted to women but could recognize beauty when he saw it. This, this took his breath away. So much so that he gave a little gasp of shock. That was when Robert noticed. Rachel came down the stairs, she felt beautiful, confident, righteous. She saw the look of astonishment on their faces and it did make her smile inside. She walked into the living room and stopped. “I know I'm grounded and can't go to the dance...” Both of her father's spoke at the same time, “My god Rachel you look incredible..”said Michael. “Where did you get that dress,” asked Robert awestruck? “Don't worry the dress didn't cost anything it was gift from a sponsor. And thank you dad. I”m wearing it because my date, he was going to be my date to the dance, is coming over and I wanted to take some pictures.” “Your Date?” Who, you didn't tell use you had a date.” Michael said as he stood. “”Um Billy Troup.” Rachel left that hanging there without elaboration. Robert was still staring at his daughter and the name had apparently meant nothing to him. But Michael he recognized the name. “Billy Troup? The boy you beat up in fist grade?” That got Robert's attention as he remembered that incident. “Yes the same Billy Troup, he's grown up now and he's changed he isn't a bully anymore.” The two men stared at their daughter then themselves. “But that's not all, I need to tell you something else before Billy gets here. Dad you might want to sit back down.” She said and moved to the tv and turned it off, then faced her fathers, the two her were in the room. “Dads, you have both always been honest with me about everything and taught me to be honest and always tell the truth.” “Oh god your pregnant...” “No! Just listen please.” “You two are my dads. You will always be my dads for as long as I live. Every since this summer I have been hiding some thing from you two, I hid it because it was supposed to be for your safety and because I wasn't supposed to tell you. But you have a right to know and I can't be myself by keeping things hidden from the people I love.” “Who told you you couldn't tell us,” asked Robert? “My real dad. I met him this summer and I need to tell you about it.” Rachel began to tell her dads what she had told Billy this afternoon.
  22. Everyone had left from Evelyn's with something new to consider or talk about. Darci didn't seem phased by Fisher's admission and Evelyn had finished Darci's consultation for a dress in private. She seemed... different. Bothered. Like something heavy weighed on her heart. Still though, she smiled and took Fisher's arm, positively giddy with the glass bead in her hand. The time they had spent at Evelyn's seemed to fly by and as the early afternoon sunlight and bitter chill of Salem's autumn season wrapped around them as they departed and headed their separate ways. The locker room was quiet and empty. Rachel always got ready alone in the women's locker room, for obvious reasons, it was only after everyone was ready that she entered the male's locker room for the pep talk from Coach Fingers (if it could ever be called a pep talk). Sure, the blood of divinity pumped through her veins, and she was confident that she could mow down every mortal on that playing field, but that was no way to win. Like Eric, she strove to use only a fraction of her abilities, or none at all if she could manage it, but it wasn't as easy as it sounded. Denying herself the power and greatness that thrummed through her form was like denying herself food or water or oxygen. The harder she tried to keep it in, the more and mroe it pushed at her being, roaring, screaming, demanding to set free. It had became a ritual for her to stand in front of the mirror, wet her face a few times and calm that roiling anger that roared inside her. She leaned over the sink and splashed some cold water on her face. If she wasn't clam and focused, she could kill someone out there. She raised her head, exhaled and her hands clenched enough to slightly bend the edge of the metal sink with a creaky complaint. Her eye's narrowed at the reflection in the mirror. Bridgette. The Loa Scion leaned against the corner of one of the row of lockers, tipping her flask back. She finished her drink and smiled at the irritated look in Rachel's eyes. "'Lax, girl. Were I in the mood for a round two this place would already be a heap of rubble." Rachel couldn't argue that. The logic was pretty sound. "Then, why are you in here. I'm really in no mood to-" "I said, relax, damn." Bridgette said coyly. She pushed off the lockers and slowly approached the blonde Scion. "Been a long time since a I took a right hook the way you dole em out, Rae. If there's one thing I can respect, it's a right hook hammered down with fury and unapologetic rage. There's a passion to that simple poetry..." she closed her eyes and shivered. Now, she was less than a step from Rachel and it was enough to make her uncomfortable. "Won't lie, it's a bit of a turn on." Rachel's glare would have been enough to kill lesser men in a heartbeat but Bridgette wasn't intimidated in the slightest. Throttling the Scion was always an option, but she was already on the thinnest ice she could possibly be on, both at home and at school. If she got into a fight in the locker room right before homecoming... oh, the fall out would be epic and historical. A part of her wondered if Eric had sent her in here to goad her into a brawl. When the Loa leaned in and Rachel could taste the whiskey on her lips a voice within her cried out for her to move, to get out of there. The kiss though. Bridgette sure knew what the Hel she was doing. IT was passionate, electrifying, and it send a chord through Rachel's body that hummed one exciting tune. Before she knew it, her eyes were closed and she rolled with the thunder until the storm that was Bridgette pulled away from her. By the time Rachel opened her eyes the daughter of Samedi was already walking away. "G'luck out there, sugah," she tipped her flask back and left Rachel to catch her breath. "Kick their ass an... don' be a stranger."
  23. Fisher watched Darci go, and then turned back to find the Sylphs and get their take on formal wear. It was out in the open now, and he had no idea how she was going to ultimately respond. Maybe finding good prom wear could distract him from the feeling in his gut gnawing at him from the inside out. Yeah, right.
  24. Overhearing the others, Austin just smiled, and looked to Yokiko. "Two cups of coffee, sounds like the beginnings of another date.." he teased lightly. "Do you see anything here you like, while Evelyn's helping the others?" He had the same fashion sense as the average teenage male, which let him get by, He saw a number of outfits he thought Yokiko would look good in, but he figured she was at least looking around some as the rest of his band dealt with Evelyn, or their own confessions to their partners. He was glad that so far there'd been no violence, and for the most part, things were going well.
  25. Rae Rae shook her head slowly but smiled and said softly "Yeah just like Pearcy Jackson, just rated R," then she glanced at Nadya, " or X in some cases." She looked back at Billy, into those eyes, "And also yeah, like Marvel 101..." She kissed her boyfriend.
  26. Darci wasn't stupid. In fact, she was one of the smartest students at Salem High. Sometimes she had a habit to jabber on about nerdy things, but for the first time since he'd known her she was completely stunned into silence. Her cheeks flushed to red and she averted her eyes in a poor attempt to hide how his words had struck home. She slapped him in the chest one last time, playfully. "You're still a jerk." She pushed him gently. "And you should've told me... and we'll talk later." She thumbed back towards the counter. "I'm ah... gonna go look for a dress... and, process." Evelyn smiled and pushed herself from the counter. Her voice was soothing and calm. "Come on, dear. I've just the one for you."
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