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[Gertrude McFuzz]

Donovan gave an insincere smile. He didn't like the Order, but as long as he served them, it was a safe place for Caitlyn and him, and in his opinion, Verity and Clemency needed a safe place, it wouldn't be long before the SASD would find them.

Dominor nodded at Verity, giving her a slight smile, "We'll leave then, Verity." He raised his hand as he looked over to the desk, a pen lifting off the top, writing elegantly on a scrap of paper before falling back on its side. "There's my number, call me when you change your mind " Dominor said, turning to to leave, "We'll be checking in on you in the meanwhile. Until we see each other again."

Seiko, Mara and Donovan also turned to leave, this was a pretty normal reaction for a target, and it wasn't like they were going to kidnap Verity and Clemency if their leader didn't tell them to, though, he could very easily have them come back that night, which was also pretty normal.

"When" my foot. And I don't like this "checking up on you" business. "Ta." Verity watched them leave. Clemmie watched as well, but two entirely different things were going on in their heads.

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Katie had considered making Verity a little open to suggestion, but that was tricky. It had to be enough to affect her, but a small enough amount that she'd convince herself they were right. Just wasn't worth the risk. Unless Dominor ordered her to, she wouldn't.

 

[LoveThatChick]

"When" my foot. And I don't like this "checking up on you" business. "Ta." Verity watched them leave. Clemmie watched as well, but two entirely different things were going on in their heads.

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Katie had considered making Verity a little open to suggestion, but that was tricky. It had to be enough to affect her, but a small enough amount that she'd convince herself they were right. Just wasn't worth the risk. Unless Dominor ordered her to, she wouldn't.

Dominor looked back over his shoulder after exiting, and gave the twins a slight nod, then with I snap of his fingers, the door flew back onto its hinges, closing and locking itself behind them. He looked to his followers as they walked away, "I want an around the clock watch on them, we don't want the SASD getting to them." Dominor rarely gave any one follower a task, but instead let them decide among themselves, but usually Katie, Mara, and Donovan took turns, they were the best suited for the task.

Mara and Donovan both nodded, they understood, though Donovan was a bit absent minded, worried about his sister...

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"Caitlyn, Caitlyn...?" Jessica called in an undertone as she rapped gentle on the door of room 26-level B with the back of her knuckles, quickly looking up and down the hall warily to see if anyone was around. She looked back to the door as the handle turned, smiling in a friendly way as it was pulled open and a little girl with blond hair looked up at her.

"Hello Jessica, what do you want?" Caitlyn asked in her proper English accent, presenting the woman outside her door with a shy smile, while what she really felt was suspicion, Jessica wasn't the type to just come over for a visit...

"Just coming over for a visit, mind if I come in?" Jessica reapplied, sounding sweet, sickly sweet, it was so fake.

Caitlyn looked at her for a moment, "Of course not, do come in." She stood back, letting Jess by.

Jessica walked into to the main room, it was like all of the Order housing: living room, kitchenette to the left, bath room and bed rooms to the back. She sauntered over to the couch, and plopped down, crossing her long legs and looking around the room, not that there was anything interesting there.

"Tea?" Caitlyn asked out of politeness, though she didn't feel like it.

Jess smiled in that fake, condescending way she always did, tilting her head slightly to the side as she replied, "Yes, thanks Cat,"

Caitlyn nodded, walking to the kitchenette, around the island and over to the stove, standing on tiptoe to place the kettle on the burner and turn it on. "So, I'll ask again, what do you want?" She asked, her tone still polite, but there was a note of steeliness there, she didn't like people playing games, and she didn't like being called Cat.

Jessica sighed, pausing for a moment before answering, "Guess I'll just say it then..." She uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, bleached blond hair falling about her thin shoulders, "I have a proposition for you, can you keep a secret?..."

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

Dominor looked back over his shoulder after exiting, and gave the twins a slight nod, then with I snap of his fingers, the door flew back onto its hinges, closing and locking itself behind them. He looked to his followers as they walked away, "I want an around the clock watch on them, we don't want the SASD getting to them." Dominor rarely gave any one follower a task, but instead let them decide among themselves, but usually Katie, Mara, and Donovan took turns, they were the best suited for the task.

Mara and Donovan both nodded, they understood, though Donovan was a bit absent minded, worried about his sister...

Katie nodded, nibbling on a bit of her ponytail. She was pretty sure she could feel Verity's eyes boring through the door.

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"No," said Verity, once she'd finished staring at the door.

"No what?" Clemmie asked, indignant.

"No joining Monsieur Creep and his Fantastic Band of Circus Freaks."

"Ver, by that definition, we're circus freaks."

Verity waved the observation away, "Okay, Fantastic Let's-Kill-Humans-and-Take-Over-the-World Cult."

"He never said anything like that."

"Oh really? Going on about how wonderful and superior we are? How many times have we watched X-Men, Clemmie?"

"You're crazy. Ver, it's a group of people like us! People tired of hiding! Aren't you tired?"

"You are a walking billboard for them. It's never that simple!"

They were nose to nose, leaning towards and glaring at each other with expressions of the utmost hostility. Verity thought she saw Clemmie's teeth sharpening. Then Clemmie whirled around and stormed up the stairs. Fantastic.

"Caitlyn, Caitlyn...?" Jessica called in an undertone as she rapped gentle on the door of room 26-level B with the back of her knuckles, quickly looking up and down the hall warily to see if anyone was around. She looked back to the door as the handle turned, smiling in a friendly way as it was pulled open and a little girl with blond hair looked up at her.

"Hello Jessica, what do you want?" Caitlyn asked in her proper English accent, presenting the woman outside her door with a shy smile, while what she really felt was suspicion, Jessica wasn't the type to just come over for a visit...

"Just coming over for a visit, mind if I come in?" Jessica reapplied, sounding sweet, sickly sweet, it was so fake.

Caitlyn looked at her for a moment, "Of course not, do come in." She stood back, letting Jess by.

Jessica walked into to the main room, it was like all of the Order housing: living room, kitchenette to the left, bath room and bed rooms to the back. She sauntered over to the couch, and plopped down, crossing her long legs and looking around the room, not that there was anything interesting there.

"Tea?" Caitlyn asked out of politeness, though she didn't feel like it.

Jess smiled in that fake, condescending way she always did, tilting her head slightly to the side as she replied, "Yes, thanks Cat,"

Caitlyn nodded, walking to the kitchenette, around the island and over to the stove, standing on tiptoe to place the kettle on the burner and turn it on. "So, I'll ask again, what do you want?" She asked, her tone still polite, but there was a note of steeliness there, she didn't like people playing games, and she didn't like being called Cat.

Jessica sighed, pausing for a moment before answering, "Guess I'll just say it then..." She uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, bleached blond hair falling about her thin shoulders, "I have a proposition for you, can you keep a secret?..."

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I'm scared…

)

 

[LoveThatChick]

Katie nodded, nibbling on a bit of her ponytail. She was pretty sure she could feel Verity's eyes boring through the door.

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"No," said Verity, once she'd finished staring at the door.

"No what?" Clemmie asked, indignant.

"No joining Monsieur Creep and his Fantastic Band of Circus Freaks."

"Ver, by that definition, we're circus freaks."

Verity waved the observation away, "Okay, Fantastic Let's-Kill-Humans-and-Take-Over-the-World Cult."

"He never said anything like that."

"Oh really? Going on about how wonderful and superior we are? How many times have we watched X-Men, Clemmie?"

"You're crazy. Ver, it's a group of people like us! People tired of hiding! Aren't you tired?"

"You are a walking billboard for them. It's never that simple!"

They were nose to nose, leaning towards and glaring at each other with expressions of the utmost hostility. Verity thought she saw Clemmie's teeth sharpening. Then Clemmie whirled around and stormed up the stairs. Fantastic.

Mara's eyes were glazed over as she watched Verity and her sisters fight through Clemmies senses, "We have one, Clemency." She stated as her eyes come back into focus.

Dominor slimed, "Thank you, Mara." He replied, though he already knew.

Seiko smirked, taking his black sunglasses out of his coat pocket, and slipping them on as they walked out the front door, the rain heavier than before as it hit them.

ep I'm scared… )

((Yes! Be afraid, be very afraid! ))

"... So you want me to-?"

"Yes, that's right. You do this little thing for me, I'll follow though with my end of the deal, okay?" Jessica cut Caitlyn off, taking a sip of her tea with her little finger out, in the incorrect, pretentious way.

Caitlyn took a sip of her own tea, with her pinky resting on the side of the cup to balance it, the correct way as she sat on the edge of her chair. "I will consider it."

Jess set her cup down on the coffee table and stood with a smile, "Don't take to long." She walked to the door and opened it, "Came to me when you've made up your mind, Cat." Jessica said just as she left, closing the door behind her with a sharp click.

Caitlyn stayed in her seat, the near silence, only broken by the steady tick of the clock on the wall, pressed in on her as she stared into her empty tea cup. Her shoulders felt heavy with the weight of the decision she had to make...

 

[LoveThatChick]

Lee had, after eating, gone to his room on the second floor, and was in the middle of manipulating a handgun out of air, when the door bell rang. He jumped slightly at the unexpected sound, and let the gun dissolve back into the air, sliding off his bed where he had been sitting and walking out of his room. Lee quickly went down the stairs, then to the door.

Sascha looked up slightly as she saw someone peek out of the panes of glass at the top of the door, then the lock clicked, and the door opened, all the way.

Lee had on a dark gray shirt, with its long sleeves pushed up, and a pair of black jeans. He looked the group up and down with his arms crossed, "What?" He asked in an aggressive tone, confident in the fact that he could melt them into nothing if he needed to.

Sascha looked at the youth for a moment, and chose the angel she was going to approach this from, "Hello Lee Montro, my name is Sascha, we're from the-"

"Yeah, yeah." Lee cut her off, "You're here because of my expulsion and all the other stuff I've done." Lee sighed, there was no way around it, "Come on in, why don't you." He turned on his heel and walked off into the house towards the living room.

Sascha looked back to the others with an 'oh boy' kind of smile, and followed Lee in.

 

[The ChickenKing]

Sascha looked at the youth for a moment, and chose the angel she was going to approach this from, "Hello Lee Montro, my name is Sascha, we're from the-"

"Yeah, yeah." Lee cut her off, "You're here because of my expulsion and all the other stuff I've done." Lee sighed, there was no way around it, "Come on in, why don't you." He turned on his heel and walked off into the house towards the living room.

Sascha looked back to the others with an 'oh boy' kind of smile, and followed Lee in.

Alistair clenched his fists to get the blood rushing and followed into the rascals P) house. In the main entrance was what seemed to be the living room, the couch towards the center of the room was a greenish brown, with a moss colored throw rug underneath to match. The sixty inch television mounted on the opposite wall implied that the Montros were well off economic wise. Alistair leaned carelessly on the wall closest to the front door, waiting for Sascha to make her move.

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

Sascha looked at the youth for a moment, and chose the angel she was going to approach this from, "Hello Lee Montro, my name is Sascha, we're from the-"

"Yeah, yeah." Lee cut her off, "You're here because of my expulsion and all the other stuff I've done." Lee sighed, there was no way around it, "Come on in, why don't you." He turned on his heel and walked off into the house towards the living room.

Sascha looked back to the others with an 'oh boy' kind of smile, and followed Lee in.

Alistair clenched his fists to get the blood rushing and followed into the rascals (

) house. In the main entrance was what seemed to be the living room, the couch towards the center of the room was a greenish brown, with a moss colored throw rug underneath to match. The sixty inch television mounted on the opposite wall implied that the Montros were well off economic wise. Alistair leaned carelessly on the wall closest to the front door, waiting for Sascha to make her move.

Well, someone's in for a big surprise, Markus thought, exchanging a look with Kastor. Neither of them took a seat, but Buck irreverently flopped on a chair, keeping his eyes on Lee through dark sunglasses. This could get unpleasant…

 

[LoveThatChick]

Alistair clenched his fists to get the blood rushing and followed into the rascals P) house. In the main entrance was what seemed to be the living room, the couch towards the center of the room was a greenish brown, with a moss colored throw rug underneath to match. The sixty inch television mounted on the opposite wall implied that the Montros were well off economic wise. Alistair leaned carelessly on the wall closest to the front door, waiting for Sascha to make her move.

((Thanks for the explanation of the room! You were right on. ))

Well, someone's in for a big surprise, Markus thought, exchanging a look with Kastor. Neither of them took a seat, but Buck irreverently flopped on a chair, keeping his eyes on Lee through dark sunglasses. This could get unpleasant…

Lee gave Buck a cold look, and said in a cold, sarcastic tone, "Make yourselves at home..." He took a seat in one of the two leather armchairs that matched the couch, eyes darting from one stranger to another as he leaned back.

"Thank you, Lee." Sascha replied coolly, as if he was being polite, and took a seat in the other armchair, the one closest to the door.

"So, I'm guessing that you don't want to speak with my parents, or you would have come tonight when they come home from work, am I right?" Lee questioned irritably.

Sascha nodded slightly, unfazed by him, "You are right, we came to speak with you."

"Ah ha, so what exactly do you want to speak with me about? Everyone from my old principle to the police have spoken with me and my parents, so who are you people?" Lee was beginning to feel a frantic spell coming on, and it showed in the way his right leg had begun fidgeting in a rapid, up and down motion.

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

((Thanks for the explanation of the room! You were right on.

))
Lee gave Buck a cold look, and said in a cold, sarcastic tone, "Make yourselves at home..." He took a seat in one of the two leather armchairs that matched the couch, eyes darting from one stranger to another as he leaned back.

"Thank you, Lee." Sascha replied coolly, as if he was being polite, and took a seat in the other armchair, the one closest to the door.

"So, I'm guessing that you don't want to speak with my parents, or you would have come tonight when they come home from work, am I right?" Lee questioned irritably.

Sascha nodded slightly, unfazed by him, "You are right, we came to speak with you."

"Ah ha, so what exactly do you want to speak with me about? Everyone from my old principle to the police have spoken with me and my parents, so who are you people?" Lee was beginning to fell a frantic spell coming on, and it showed in way his right leg had begun fidgeting in a rapid, up and down motion.

Buck flashed a smile at the first comment. Then Lee started panicking, and Buck straightened from his casual sprawl, "Hey, calm down." Markus shot him a look to tell him not to pressure Lee to much – the kid shouldn't be provoked.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Buck flashed a smile at the first comment. Then Lee started panicking, and Buck straightened from his casual sprawl, "Hey, calm down." Markus shot him a look to tell him not to pressure Lee to much – the kid shouldn't be provoked.

Of course, being told to 'calm down', never helped anyone calm down. But Lee did not want freak out and lose control, because if he did, the equivalent of what he had done to that bully in school would most likely happen to them. "I'm going to put music on." Lee stated as he stood, not looking at them as he walked to the player in the corner, and slipped in Plans, by Death Cab for Cutie. Music always helped him no matter what mood swing he was in. The first song on the album, Marching Bands of Manhattan played out through the surround-sound. Alternative rock with an ethereal, almost melancholy feel. ((Look it up if you haven't heard it, I love that album.))

Lee walked back to his chair and fell into it, sitting forward with his elbows on his knees, he looked to Sascha for answers to his questions, she seemed to be the one in charge.

Sascha had informed the agents that Lee was cyclothymic, disorders like it were not uncomin in those with adilities like he had. "We're with the SASD, an organization thats goal is too-" She began.

"You're here because of what I can do... Aren't you?!" Lee cut in, looking back and forth from all of them, his leg still figiting and his tone harsh, though it showed the anxeity he felt. He had seen enough movies and read enough books and played enough video games to know exactly what was happening, or at least he thought it could be. Why else would some organization he'd never heard of be sending people to speak with him? It was because they knew...