Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Yeah yeah yeah. The scientific classification bullshit someone decided was what it was to be. The x gene is the only difference. Hell from what I have heard Beast say there are 'Humans' who have the x gene only dormant." Gideon said the word humans with quotation fingers. It was another pointless arguement to have. His opinion was his that's just how it was she wasn't going to change that nor would be be likely to alter hers. Thus it was pointless.

Gideon let out a sigh. This girl just loved to try and push any and all of his buttons. It was quite annoying. The shifter needed to learn if she wasnted something it wasn't going to come about by her doing her best to gain his ire. "I knew it wouldn't be today since she would have to spend the day around others. If we talked what ever front she holds up for the others wouldn't be there. But she and I will talk soon." It didn't matter what else Kat may of had to say on the matter of his relationship with Bella.

"If Contessa really had any plans with coming here they would of happened years ago. And the main reason she hasn't is any major move she made here would bring in her friends SHIELD. Most likely before what ever she had planned would be accoomplished. We both know there are certainly things here she would find to valuable of an asset to simply destroy. She is a greedy b***h." Gideon stated. From his encounters with the woman in his time there it was clear she only did something if she got something out of it. And the resources it would take to wreck this place vs what she would gain by it's destruction far out weighted the gain.

The wind had died down as they argued here on the roof. "The comment was more an analogy the philosophical speculation." That was the truth in how he was using the statement. But for a girl who seemed like she wanted help she sure refused to ask for it in a better way. Thanks to the conditions outside and his focus being on Kat he didn't notice the person(Michelle) that had been watching them. Not that it really would of mattered in the long run.

"I never said I was no longer capable of unspeakable attrocities that would leave other mentally scarred for life to even think about. But I refuse to allow that to be the only thing I can be. And if that is all you see me and probably yourself as then just what are you doing here." Gideon really just didn't get why she was here she claimed it was because he was one of the only ones to leave and live so long away from HYDRA.

He shook his head when she said he was resillent and could heal. "I am fairly certain that if he takes the metal the bones would go with it given the properties that have been said about adamantium. So I am pretty sure I still need my brain connected to my body to regenerate. I could be wrong I really don't know. But I am pretty sure that's the way it is."

"Yeah that's how you were raised to see things. I was raised to be solitary I wasn't raised to believe in pack ideals. Even if from a logical stand point I understand them. That is just not me Kat you just refuse to get that." Really that was the whole argument she said they were a pack and he says they aren't. The girl can believe just because she says that's who things are then that's how they are. But Kat is certainly delusional in that reguard.

He gets that she wants his help. She just isn't asking for it in the right way. It was simple she just had to open her mouth and say the words please and ask for his help straight out. No beating around the bush. Kat would either figure that out or just deal with out. Gideon really didn't care much at the moment. His faith in carring about people is currently extremely low. As she said before people lie and given her past she was incredible likely of that.

Add in earlier how she pushed him over the limit was just another reason the she wasn't worth it. It seemed helping people only caused him problems. Guess that old saying was true no good deed goes unpunished.

Gideon stayed in the spot he was at. He was not going to chase after Kat. The girl would learn to ask for help straight out and plainly or she wouldn't.

Now that Kat was off and a way from him, his focus expanded back out into his surroundings. There was no longer time left to give Bella in putting off their talk. It was time to get to the bottom of just what was going with her and why she was so adament on not being around him. So far beyond missing her, all it's done is damage his faith in people. For him if left him questioning the point of letting people in. If a person who you give yourself to fully and they in turn supposedly did the same to just toss you aside as easily as garbage, what point was there in even having connections like that. And thanks to his run in with Kat earlier a solitary life was seeming like such a better option to what ever his life was right now. All that was left was his talk with Bella to find out exactly what is going on.

Thomas' smile when she snuck up next to him, linking arms, made her laugh, bouncing on the balls of her feet for a few steps in clear enjoyment that she'd gotten him. He rubbed the hair on his cheeks and chin as she called him out on his scruff, which made her chuckle once more. His expression reciprocated the happiness she showed on her own visage, eyes focusing on him as he responded to her quips and observations. As he passed partial blame for their not spending as much time together back to her, Tara brought her other other had to rest on her chest, a playfully shocked expression settling on her features.

"Moi? Now, just because I'm passing all of my classes, training with the Alphas and running interference at exploding malls, while looking fabulous after weeks of preparation - ok, I see your point." She cast him an amused look, the conversation turning back to his facial hair. He blamed his long hours in the infirmary, the brunette laughing when he mused about how easy his life would be without the fact that his blood was a valuable resource around here. Giving his arm a stiff pinch, she gave him a stern look, though it melted almost as quickly.

"Now, that's not funny. You're blood is like liquid gold around here - we all need your bodily fluids," she responded with an amused smirk, leaving the statement intentionally open-ended. She knew he was kidding, but that didn't mean she couldn't have her own fun, right? After all, she had a reputation as the girl with the perpetual comeback. There was no sense letting that go now. There passed a moment of silence between the former teammates, broken by his voice informing her that he had officially taken a position on the Alphas, so their current predicament wouldn't be a problem anymore.

"Thomas, that's amazing! I'd say congratulations, but it seems like 'about time' is the better response. Feels good to know that the Omegas don't get all the cute ones," she said with a smile, giving his arm a little squeeze in jest. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't glad to see another familiar face on the Alphas. Most of them were pretty cool, but she was missing many of her old friends. This would be the perfect situation - he would no doubt be an advantage for the other team members, which was obviously in her best interest, but now she would get to spend more time with him as well. Win-Win. Of course that meant hat she was going to have to share him with the other team members. But, he seemed excited to work with his new team, and he had the good sense to compliment how she looked that evening.

"You're too sweet. Oh, who are we kidding, I look damn good. Thanks for noticing," she responded with a knowing smile. He would understand her humor - probably one of the few that would really get it. The sound of the music changed, silver fabric rustling as she twisted around and linked the opposite arm with him, stepping backwards so she was facing him.

"So, did you come stag, or is there some bright-eyesn, bushy-tailed doe I need to be looking out for?" She actually had no idea what his type was, considering she'd never seen him date anyone, but that didn't mean she was any less curious. After all, it wouldn't be right if she were hanging on to another girl's date. Tara may be considered a b***h by some people, but she tried to be a principled one.

Name: Jacen Reilly [Kraken]
Team: Omega
Location: Frontier University

Jacen’s mouth curved into its characteristic lopsided grin, listening as Marcel corrected his mistake. “My apologies for mispronouncing it, I’m not very good with names at all.” He said, raising his eyebrows as if he were shrugging.

Huh, another person who didn't know what prom was? For as socially inept as Jacen felt with mainlanders, sometimes it seemed as though he was just as much of an expert on their culture than they were. He supposed the ignorance of customs was a byproduct of being on the receiving end of mutant hatred for years, and secluded into relative bubble of the academy, but he had to wonder sometimes. “Meh, I get that, most everyone else asked someone, and evidently being the ‘third wheel’ is not as helpful as the metaphor makes it sound…”

Jacen intertwined his fingers and cracked his knuckles, walking along the direction Marcel had been going, not one to stand idle during chitchat. “Close enough really.” He replied to Marcel’s guess at his name, before realizing he probably would need to give a correction. “Same problem I had with yours I guess, just replace that s with a c.”

“But I’m with you, I rather look for the adventure being obscured by the formal events.” As Jacen walked, the targets of his attention resembled a squirrel’s. He was glancing into bushes, through windows, and up at the building looming over them. It was probably good he had come, he still needed to finalize whether he was even going to college next year, or stay at the academy as full-time Omega. He’d probably end up with college, but it was nice to see the campus first.

“So what’s your power Mar-Cell?”

Omega, Location: Prom
Ever hear of the Mutant Tango?

Kerrigan seemed to be confident in his handling of her. And admittedly, he was glad to have that. No one truly was ever confident in his capacity for anything other than violence. He was a fighter, but over the years he'd learned a very different style that occurred between two people: dance. Over the years, Roland learned one very important thing: foot work was the difference between life and death. In Roland's mind, who had the best foot work around? Dancers. But it was one thing to be able to do some hip hop booty-shaking bullshit, but it was the classic dances. The Tango, The Flamenco, there was something in them that Roland had always enjoyed. These two people had to have confidence in themselves and their partners as they worked through a series of steps and beats by which these two people become a flame of passion on the dance floor. So Roland at one point took some dance lessons, even learning a little from Sonya. She had been learning to dance before they ever met, so she taught him what she knew.

It was in that dancing that he came to know her truly.

He heard Kerrigan chuckle and remark about the rather unique song change the DJ went with, Roland only had to smile, "You never know. Maybe I slipped him a twenty and asked him to throw this on. Just enjoy it while it's on." he said to her. The reality was, he was just as confused as she was. The DJ had to be a psychic, or was just had a few screws loose. Granted, the music was beautiful. A fusion of classic and modern music seemed to make sense for what was about to occur. Before they began their dance, he noticed Aspen walk over to his leader. If there was ever a literal definition of throwing fuel into a fire, this was it. That girl was quite the character, one that would likely earn the fiery wrath of his boss in no time.

"I believe I shall take the lead then. Because if this works out, the whole crowd will watch." he said to her as they began their dance. The two of them seemed to move as if they'd done this a hundred times, yet the two of them had only barely spoken to each other beyond this. He spun her about, her hands in a gentle touch. Every move that they made was a further step towards the fires of passion that Roland felt growing within him. His hands worked like magic, the scarred fingers tracing along her body like a lover might. And she was no slouch herself, clearly she was into this as much as he was. She seemed to melt into him, and they moved about the dance floor with something that was akin to the two halves of one whole coming together.

Golden eyes burst out in brightness as he felt his heart skip several beats with each touch she placed on his shoulders. Any more and he may fall dead on the dance floor. Which he frankly could handle right now. This was a night that he had enjoyed, for the first time in a long time, with a beautiful woman. These two warriors seemed at one moment seemed be at peace, no drama, no shennanigans, no insanity.

Just these two people on the floor, dancing, like no one was watching.

They soon finished, the song coming to an end, as he brought his left hand across her hip as she wrapped his leg around him. His right hand was across her cheek, and her arms were around his shoulders, her fingers spread across his back. He had a smile that was a mile wide, his heart was pumping a thousand beats a minute. She could likely hear it based on how close they were. His eyes were as bright as the lights around them, his skull burning in a way that could only be described in his mind as a "good pain".

Part of him wanted to kiss her, but the other half of him was trying to fight back the urge. Talk about being forward, and after what he just pulled earlier it may not bode too well. But part of him was willing to take the risk.

The animal was ready to come out in him.

"Well, I can say that we may have just invented the Tango de Mutant." he said to her, "E vorrei solo che non doveva finire*."

OOC: Auto allowed by Vai Vedrai
*And I only wish it didn't have to end.

Alpha: Finish getting the blond ready....Then to the PROM..

Lillian listened to her blond teammate as she raided the girls closet hoping to find an amazing dress for the girl. When she heard her speak of being new to the Alpha's and displaying her apptitude for their level it made her frown. Turing to the girl showing no signs of her moments earlier frown she smiled brightly to her new friend. "And why is it you feel you haven't shown yourself 'good enough' missy? Because you came back injured? Because of the hidden bomb that no one there could of known about beyond the one you shielded others from?" The power mimic wished she knew some perfect way to show her she did belong. From what Lillian heard of the incident the tk user before her performed amazingly in the situation. "Don't let any such thoughts continue any hold in your brain. We are going to go out and have a blast leave any pesky worries home or at the door." Lillian was no stranger to having nasty after effects from missions. The vegas mission left her mind erratic fighting the personalities gained there. Then the Avalon mission where she absorbed a dieing wizard in his final moments. To use her own powers so far mean to forever etch part of another unto herself.

Her focus was pulled from thoughts of past missions and powers to the present. "And just cause others dropped money on it were is it said you have to in order to have fun?" Lillian asked never knowing of such a rule. Granted even though she has money she was also used to living with out feeling money was needed for happiness. Don't get her wrong money certainly made things easier but along the same line at times it made things more complicated. "So basically your telling me your just afraid of going against such silly concepts as what's is and isn't right for a prom? Silly one it isn't like your showing up in an outfit that isn't fit for public." She said commenting on the fact that while the dress found wouldn't be the expected floor length overly expensive gown like she herself wore. If it were not a dress given to her by Rogue to wear tonight she would shed it for a dress along the lines that will be worn by Aurelie.

Once again her closet search had slowed a moment. She couldn't help the devilish grin that spread across her face. Sometimes she wondered if Aurelie made such comments on purpose. Really the girl has to be expecting a smart a** reply to a statement about being more willing to hang out if she didn't have to get dressed up. "Well I must say I am surprised to hear that. But if you want next time we hang out I am certainly willing to hang around here naked with you. You know since you are more inclined to keep company with another if you didn't have to get dressed and all." The mirth in her voice was clearly evident that her words were meant to be viewed as an attempt to be funny. So she also made sure to look back at the blond for a moment long enough to give her a wink in return for the one she had missed from Aurelie.

"Well I have been told that I can be quite surprising at times. And it's certainly plausible that the good fuzzy doctors vonacular could be infecting my own. But alas to learn medicine for one such as myself Dr. McCoy is the best route to take." Lillian said meaning that given her powers and history learning from McCoy was certainly the surest option for which to study the field. Though she had to admit she did spend to much time with the older residents of Xavier's then those around her own age between Forge's laba and the Med Bay with Beast. "There is one bright side to it. If you ever need to be snuck in or have access to someone in the medbay you know who to come to."

Oh once the dress was found it wasn't hard to convince the girl to put it on. And boy was it ever a good choice. The selection hugged Aurelie's curves like a second skin showing that she indeed had curves in all the right places. Allowing her killer body to be taken advantage of. And even though it was short and clung to the girl it still left plenty to the imagination. In the dress the blond tk user was bound to incite the imaginations of many in attendance at the prom. Lillian looked over the girl with a pleased look upon her face.

"Yes now that the little matter of getting you to agree to go is out of the way. It's time to make you look fabulous." Lillian said smiling sweetly. "And that is the deal."

---------------------------------------

It wasn't long at all before Aurelie was ready to knock them dead at prom. She looked amazing, simply stunning in the look that was pulled together. Lillian could tell even if the girl was still slightly apprihensive about not having the traditional gown. Even so it was clear she was enjoying the reflection of herself in the mirror. "Looks like someone is happy with the finished product." Lillian said with a big smile. The most joy she got out of it was from the fact that Aurelie was pleased with the results. "I guess it is." She said making sure that they didn't accidently touch skin to skin.

Once they arrived at the college there certainly was excitement in the air. "Don't worry. Your going to knock them dead in there for sure." Lillian remarked as they reached the doors to the hall in which the prom was taking place.

If one could get overwhelmed by sensory overload what was before the pair could certainly do it. Between those dancing, the decorations, as well as what appeared to be a rather combustable gathering of Omega's and Alpha's. She hoped nothing was going to happen. "I would love a snack, I think it's a great idea to see what the spread is for this shindig" Lillian said with a wink.

As they made there way to the snack table Lillian caught sight of Kerrigan and Roland dancing. Which given the dance they were doing it was only right to wolf whistle right? So that's just what the power mimic did. Whistling loudly so as to potentially be heard by the couple. She was certainly happy to see Kerrigan having herself a grand old time.

Lillian thought to herself that she needed to eventually drag Cissa and or Kerrigan to the dance floor. Sure that meant temporarily stealing them from their respective dates. But the boys would get over it the three were good friends after all.

Lillian spied Cissa and her group over on the dance floor. With a smile when there was a clear line of sight not that any of them had seen her, she spun in a slow graceful twirl. She was showing of her dress to her other friends even if they probably didn't see her. That just meant she would have to do it again later. Turing to Aurelie as they made their way over to the snack table. "I know we just got here and all but I hope you aren't ready to bolt from the place screaming." She said with a sweet smile to her friend.

Name: Leonardo Rossi
Team: Alphas
Location: Outside
And... Back Inside

Leo’s fake pass seemed to go over well; luckily Bella knew him well enough to know that he was joking. Good thing too, because the last thing he needed was his team leader thinking that he had the hots for her. That would make for extremely awkward training situations. After all, he knew what it was like to lead a team and have one of your subordinates have a crush on you… and pissing off a half-psychotic German blond electrokinetic did not go well after he had to break the news to her.

Blake remarked that despite the challenges ahead of him by being on the Omegas, he was confident that he could get through them. A small chuckle escaped from Leo’s lips. “Yeah, you’ll survive…” he told him, “but just how well depends on you.” He could tell that Bella was obviously displeased with Blake’s assignment to the Reds… which was understandable. They seemed to be old friends… so why wasn’t he placed on the Alphas? If they had worked together in the past, shouldn’t they be on the same team? Unless there was some sort of romantic entanglement… it didn’t seem that way though. Still, Scott and Emma always had their reason for everything.

Or it could have been a mistake.

Leo smiled at the remark that Blake couldn’t be chased out of the woods… he would just help his date into a tree. He couldn’t imagine how comfortable that would be… but he made sure to not let his mind wander. “I don’t know…” Leo said jokingly, “even with the way those kids from before were high-bolting it out of the woods, something tells me that was child’s play for Bella.” His mind’s eye glimpsed briefly back into his memory of the Halloween incident, when all of those bats were chasing them… and that horrible scream that Bella made… it was blood curdling. And to think so much power was stored in so little and gentle of a package.

Bella stormed off, and like Blake, Leo followed suit, soon finding himself inside once again. The place was much more crowded than it had been before… and it couldn’t have been five minutes since he walked out of the doors. He wondered if this was the full capacity, or if people were still arriving. Whatever the case, Leo would be sure to watch his step around the dance floor, lest he accidentally get dry-humped by the other patrons dancing.

The new Omega suggested getting a drink, to which Leonardo nodded, saying, “Yeah sure, I’ll help you with that,” he patted him on the shoulder as he began to move through the crowd. His fly reflexes were cued up, so he was able to avoid the flailing limbs and such. It was almost graceful, the way he moved his entire body at some points to maneuver around some people. If the whole secret government agent thing hadn’t worked out for him, he could have been a professional dancer… he was, after all, a pro at Just Dance 3.

As he neared the snack table, Blake hopefully trailing behind, he spotted Tara and yet another unidentified male (Thomas) at the refreshments. “Well hey there,” Leo said to Tara over the music, “looks like you’ve already replaced me!” he laughed, already reaching for a paper cup and the punch ladle. As he was pouring the punch however, he suddenly spotted Aurelie… nearly spilling punch everywhere in the process. Thank God for his ability… he quickly recovered and managed not to spill anything. Aurelie was the last person he expected to see here… it was only about an hour ago he saw her at the mansion, totally not looking like she was ready for a prom. After all, when it came to prom, didn’t girls take about ten hours on their hair alone? So not only did Aurelie apparently adapt the power of super-speed… but she looked absolutely stunning. Granted she wasn’t wearing the typical poofy prom dress… but she looked better than most… well, all of the other girls in the building.

“Aurelie…” he said, the shock subsiding. His face managed to turn into a grin though. “I thought you said you couldn’t make it.” Not that he was disappointed… because he wasn’t. At all. He still needed to talk to her about the mall incident… but not here… he didn’t need to ruin prom with a heart-to-heart.

Really, she shouldn't have said anything so sarcastic about proving her worth to the Alphas – another pep talk would be the last thing that would sink in for the telekinetic. Already, she'd endured more of those than necessary, and none of them had removed the guilt that she still carried. “Because I served as part of the cause.” Aurelie explained, rubbing her temples at the thought. But Lillian continued, stating that she shouldn't hold it against her – clearly hitting the nail right on the head when she mentioned the second bomb. Had she not stopped the first explosion, many wouldn't have suffered, but would have died instantly. The way they had – radiation poisoning – was far more cruel and drawn out. Those innocent people undergone much worse because of her.

Giving a small smile, she could only hope that mutation mimic's insistence on having a good time would pay off – the blond had her doubts about that. “No...” However, she felt like she was intruding on some sacred tradition, not even caring whether she stayed or went to the event called 'prom.' Most girls danced around in front of the mirror to see how their dress looked from every angle – Aurelie hadn't even tried hers on since she'd gotten it ages ago. ”My sister would likely faint at the idea of me wearing anything in my closet to a formal.” She responded dryly, already hearing the lecture ringing in her ears. Silly... it was a word the telekinetic hadn't been called in quite some time, and she only raised her brow when Lillian said that she wasn't going to be dressed in something ill fit for public. Obviously, the brunette hadn't seen everything in her closet yet.

“Dressed up, Lils. Not not dressed.” Her face quickly found itself buried in her hands, covering any expression that her fellow Alpha would have otherwise been able to read. But the giggling was only slightly muffled to let the girl know that she'd thought it was amusing, even if her Amish tendencies bade her to be appalled at the very idea of hanging out in the nude.

At times, the mimic did sound as though she spent too much time around Beast, who was known throughout the campus to dish out lines of poetry, Shakespeare and proverbs when a conversation had an opening for it. “There are certainly less reputable people for you to pick up after.” Aurelie agreed, chuckling slightly. “Noted.”

Once a “suitable” outfit was found and donned, the two set to work to straightening her curls, choosing bracelets and putting on a bit of makeup, working quickly so that they could get to the event of the night. “Good luck with that.”

* * *

“Someone is shocked, more like.” Aurelie remarked. “I told my sister I'd never wear this dress...” But one last look in the mirror, she bade herself to quit fretting and get going. It didn't take them long to arrive at Frontier, and Aurelie glanced around before deciding that it was best to curb her appetite with what snacks could be found on the far side of the room.

On the way there, Lillian made a show of her dress to Narcissa and Kerri, but was quick to rejoin the Alpha, who out of a healthy respect to mind her own business, took a different path. She allowed a small grin to mark her features when the brunette mentioned bolting, and shook her head. “Not unless I'm forced to dance.” In which case, a telekinetic bubble would quickly form around her as a preventative measure.

Grabbing a cracker, the Amish-raised girl stared out into the sea of people taking note to avoid the conglomerate of students surrounding Narcissa. While she didn't hate the British sun goddess... Aurelie didn't expect the girl to return the same sentiment. Blue and Blacks did not mix with the crimson queen, simply put.

The girl's smile spread easily across her features when she spotted Tara and, to her surprise, Thomas so near the food. Quietly, she stepped towards them, pushing her curtain of golden silk over her shoulder. “Tara, did you switch dates for this handsome young man?” She winked, indicating she asked only in jest. “It's been a long time since we were both on the Corsairs.” It was an opening, subtly asking the healer what he'd been doing since being moved from Scott's exclusive team.

Just as soon as she'd said it, Leonardo appeared, joking about the same thing. He nearly spilled his punch when he realized that she too was standing there, and her features softened as she took the sight of him in. No doubt he was surprised to see her there, perhaps even startled since she'd already stated she had no interest in prom. The way her name lingered on his lips did the same thing to her stomach as it had when they'd headed towards the mall over a month ago, and a hand subtly rose to cover the spot, as though he'd inherently know. “Yeah... turns out my plans for keeping company with books and a piano got canceled.” She said, sapphire eyes falling now on Lillian. A thumb pointed back to her as she looked back to Leo, and the dimples on either side of her mouth displayed her good nature. “Someone thought it was important I go, enough that she dragged me by the belt loop of my shorts to here.”

Odd, how almost an hour ago she was miserable with the thought of having to attend... But being around those near her now, it didn't seem quite as bad as she'd imagined. “How's your evening going?” For now, she forgot about the newcomer next to the dark haired alpha, (Blake) content to talk for the first time with the person who'd become her first friend on the team. Like him, she'd make no mention of the things that still needed to be said between them – their apparent apologies for the disaster.