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IC "Bang, bang into the room I know you want it!" The voice of Jessie J rang out in Lilliana's room as the slightly drunk ice mutant danced about her room. She had her fingers in the shape of a gun and every time the title lyrics came belting out of her speakers, she sent blasts of ice around the room, freezing several objects with every motion. It was a good time.
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IC Lynae scooped up Simon and sat him on her lap, gently stroking his head gently. The bird gave a sort of happy honk and settled into her lap. "... I need to tell Ric I have a penguin."
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IC Lynae happily took the cage, opening it and letting the small bird waddle out. "Hello." She said softly as she bent down to look at it. It lifted it's head and cawed a bit, using it's....wings? Flippers?... Whatchamacallits, to flap a sort of greeting. "...I'm going to name you Simon." Lynae decided.
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IC Lynae's eyes widened and she smiled. "Priest!" The vampire exclaimed as she went to see her old friend. "It's good to see you... Don't tell me you got me a penguin?"
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IC "... Oh... He's in a meeting. I wanted to do something special for him... But I'll make sure he texts me before he comes so you all can uh... Leave." The vampire smiled as she pulled out her phone. Hey honey, text me before you come to your room! Love you! She smiled as her text before sending it. "Done."
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IC "I forgot." She said with a blush at Abigail's enthusiasm before she turned to Carmen. "I see... Well thank you." She said with a nod at the cake. "Tea will be done soon so, we may as well eat some cake with it."
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IC "It's my birthday." Lynae mumbled softly before walking into the kitchen to put the kettle on. Yet, once that was done, she joined her guests back in the dining room. "So, Ms. Sandiego, as interesting as my birthday is, why are you really here?"
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IC She paused mid-step when Carmen called her Knightley... She hadn't been called that in a long time. However, before she could say anything, Abigail's cries could be heard from outside the door. "... Pardon me for a moment." She smiled as she walked over to the door. "Come on in." Lynae said as she opened the door for the younger vampire.
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IC The vampire stared at the cake before beginning to giggle uncontrollably, a large smile plastered on her lips. After a few minutes she composed herself, almost, and turned to Carmen. "I have to say... This is a lovely birthday gift. Thank you, Ms. Sandiego." The vampire then motioned to a chair before she looked at the kitchen. "Please sit down. Would you like some tea?"
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IC "The infamous thief?" The vampire asked calmly, eyebrow raised. She gracefully stood up and extended her hand. "Lynae Rosewood. It's a pleasure as well." She then looked down at the parcel in her hand. "Is that cake?"
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IC ".... Thank you, Lacey." She called out to the woman before she glanced at the bottle. His birth year.... If I had one from mine it would be... 789 years old... Lynae thought with a smile until another idea popped into her head. She quickly pulled out her phone and frowned at the date. It couldn't already be... It was just a whole ago, she couldn't be another year older already. Lynae sighed and put her head in her hands. "Happy birthday, Lynae." She mumbled.
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IC Lynae stared daggers into the secretary's back as she left. Why would Lacey think that Ric was here...? He was in a meeting... The vampire grimaced and tried to shake the negative thoughts out of her head as she continued to sit alone.
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IC Lynae sighed as she looked at the food she had prepared, now sitting in the oven to stay warm. Luckily she had made it a bit more rare than Ric had liked just because of this. It bothered her that she didn't know what was going on and she paced anxiously in Ric's dining room. Maybe I should go back to my floor... Ric hasn't even contacted me since he left... She thought unhappily.
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IC After a few drinks, some make up tips, and Fuego desperately trying to convince Lilliana to give her her hair as a wig, the ice mutant managed to crawl into a cab, heading back home. A bit buzzed and her massacre blotched around her eyes, Lilliana managed to walk back up into the school. The days events had, for the most part, been horrible.... But at least she had some friends now. She hadn't had friends in a long time.
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IC "Hmmm...." She thought as she grabbed Will's hand before smiling. "How about some good old fashioned sandwiches? That's the perfect picnic food." The pink haired flight commander mused as she looked at Will.
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IC Candles... Check. Steak grilled to perfection... Check. Romantic music Ric likes.... Check. Lynae smiled as she observed her work done in Ric's dining room. I've outdone myself. She thought as she rested in on of the dining chairs, a satisfied expression on her face. She even had Ric's favorite dessert waiting for later as an extra surprise. But now she just had to wait for Alaric himself.
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IC Lynae sighed as she changed into a sleek red dress and fixed her hair. She pouted as she looked at herself in the mirror. I used to be something... Now I don't even get to know what's happening around here. But, once she had her Hellions things were going to be different. Oh yes, things would be different around here, that's for sure. One more quick hair and make up check and Lynae headed toward Ric's floor, her red lips in a sly grin.
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IC "Like?" Lamar asked, both he, Fuego, and Lilliana watching Leroy curiously. "Jimmy! He'd be perfect! I could totally set them up! It'll be so fetch!" "First off," Lamar said, sticking his pointer finger out, "Jimmy is still with that gold digger he met in Lagos. Second," he held his middle finger out now too. "Stop trying to make fetch happen. Fetch is not going to happen." "Look," Lilliana cut in before another retort could be made, "thank you guys so much for all of this... but it's okay. Maybe I'll find someone eventually.., maybe even at the gala." "Gala?" Lamar asked, obviously intrigued. "You were invited to the Hellfire Gala, too?" "Yes... I guess that's unusual?" "A bit. I mean I am a fabulous and famous photographer darling, it would be unheard of if I wasn't invited, but you... You said you're a teacher... Did you get a dress yet?" "No. I was going to look today but, well you know what happened." This time Feugo pipped up. "We should all go shopping sometime! Girl I know the best places for dresses!" "Feugo, she does not need your cheap show dresses. We are going to see Betty. She always has the best." Lamar grabbed Lilliana's hand and smiled. "You are my new project."
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IC Lamar rolled his eyes at the other man and Fuego gave Lilliana a comforting pat on the shoulder as she sat there dazed. "Leroy, we know she is sad." Lamar said with a sigh before looking at Lilliana. "The question is, honey, why?" Having been closed up about everything for so long, the words just seemed to burst from her lips. She told them everything, leaving out all details having to do with mutants, and even included that days events, even the angry and spiteful kiss she gave Daken (the trio of men snapped their fingers at that, almost as if it were some form of slam poetry). "Lilliana," Lamar said seriously, "you need to be Sasha Fierce right now, not Beyoncé. You have to forget about that guy honey." "I could set you up with some of my straight friends!" Leroy added happily.
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IC "Oh hon-E! It's always men." Another voice spoke up, a slighter higher one with a Hispanic accent of some sorts. Lilliana peeked to her right and saw a large, manly looking woman with a five o'clock shadow. "Fuego, I'm not sure if now is the time." The Cinna looking man replied sharply, the Hispanic drag Queen ignoring his words and gently playing with the ice mutants hair. "But Lamar! She's so saaaaad!" A blonde man said with a pout as he leaned against Lilliana's chair. ".... I don't know why I let you all in this bar." Lamar said with a roll of his eyes. Lilliana, now sort of buzzed, sat in her chair, very confused.
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IC Lilliana, on the other hand, had already caught a cab to... Somewhere, specifically somewhere with booze. It was with these instructions that the cab driver delivered her to Cockadelli, although Lilliana didn't really pay attention between holding back her tears and failing at it miserably. She perched herself at the bar, ignoring the various tasteful pictures of nude men, and called out for something strong to the bartender. The man, going by the name of Maurice, delivered her some large, colorful, and decorated drink, which she then proceeded to down. "Hmmm what's wrong, honey?" A man asked, sliding into the seat besides her. The girl looked up and was surprised to see a man looking very similar to Cinna from the hunger games. "Men." She said pitifully.
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IC "Dallas." A cold voice said softly from behind the flirting mutant, Kristen's arm still in her hand. Lilliana desperately was holding back her tears, now that the adrenaline from seeing John and what she had done faded, the incredible hurt she felt was crashing down with the power of a tsunami. "Watch Kristen. I'm leaving. Here's money for a cab." She said as she threw some money at him before trying to get out of the coffee shop.
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IC Lilliana frowned a bit, dejected, but then nodded. "It's okay..." She said softly as got up, looking over at John before looking back at Daken. It couldn't have been more than a second between Lilliana just standing there and the time that her lips were pressed against Daken's own. It wasn't a sloppy kiss that one would have expected, or even cold like the ice mutant usually was. It was precise and, maybe pleasurable, but more than that it was fiery. Who knows how long it lasted, but no more than a minute for sure, and when she pulled away Lilliana smiled. "I'll see you there." She called as she walked away, making an obvious display of grabbing Kristen's arm and pulling her out of the food court.
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IC "... It should have been you." She whispered as she glared at him, holding back her tears. Oh god she wanted to leap across that table and stab that man, no dog, in the throat. She knew exactly where too, to cause the most pain; she still remembered that from weapon-x. "Daken," she said sharply, turning from John to his half brother. "I need a date to a gala, wanna come?"
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IC Lilliana rolled her eyes and laughed, the sarcasm dripping from every Ha that left her lips. "Oh yes. That is soo convenient." She then took a deep breath, her fingers running through her platinum blonde hair as if that would get rid of her anger. "But it's in the past."
