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Post by Flame on Jul 12, 2011 19:40:45 GMT -6
It was a good day to have a party. Warm, sunny… well ok the sun was going down. But still. It was slightly breezy, perfect. Tori had gotten Logan his costume, but sadly she had to be at the white house long before logan could even get there. She was an unofficial part of the First Family, and Albert kept pressing that. The tall man was dressed up in a white tux with wings, as was his wife Alice, their eldest daughter Mira (twenty two), her dress long and slinky, there middle daughter hannah (19, Dress poofy) and of course their birthday girl, Aislinn with her shortish skirt, red and black outfit, and of course, her horns, tail and pitch fork. She was beautiful that was for sure. Though sexy worked as well. The rest of the family was in white, as if to offset that they weren’t important.
Victoria watched everying with an easy eye. She was here to relax. At least that’s what Alice had told her. The small plump woman was perfect for the President, and very much like a mother to Tori. She smiled a bit as the first guests arrived. She and the rest of the First Family stepped out, her staying back. Let them have the glory, she had other things to think about. She watched as the guests came in, some fashionably late, other’s not. Lots of Celebritys, so there was a lot of press. One tried to back her into a corner, but a quick flick of light behind him, and she was gone. She smirked as she headed for the punch table.
There she was stopped by a tall man in a black outfit, possibly Dracula, or something else. Then she eyed the jacket. Van Helsing then. Odd choice but oh well. ”Yes?” she asked softly, eyeing him. His tall frame was at least six foot four. ”You do not remember me Lady fire? Even under this mask and attire?” she glared through her silver and white mask. ”no. I don’t. And I won’t know who you are until the unmasking.” she snapped. ”Oh such fire from such a small woman. Dance with me Lady Fire. See if you remember me.” then with quick movements he pulled her onto the dance floor. It was classical. At least for now. Aislinn had wanted something realistic, so it would be. She knew how to dance as well as this man.
”Mal?” she asked as he spun her out. He was keeping it simple that was for sure, and professional. ”Good one Lady Fire. Your right. Though don’t tell anyone. Though your thinking of someone else. Guarded about him are you? I won’t tell. You know that.” he said softly, some of his blond hair sticking out from under the hat. She eyed him. ”he might very well punch you for dancing with me.” she said softly. ”He wasn’t here, you were lonely lookin’ I took the situation into my own hands. Plus once he realizes who I am he’ll probably back off. It’s not like I’m in love with you, or you with me.” he continued to speak softly as they danced, a waltz, and he always made sure he never touched her except for her arms, shoulder blade and hand. He was proper after all.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 13, 2011 18:17:04 GMT -6
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Logan finally made it into the ball room, slipping through the door without anyone noticing him. He had had a hard time getting in here...even with his name on the list. Tori had asked him as a favor to come...and that was all he was going to do. He did not have to enjoy it...he just had to endure it. He stood along the wall, in between to of the windows, watching the dancers.
The security to get it had been horrible. First the front gate needed to check his ID twice on the guest list. Then the metal detectors. First they said it was his dog tags, then the stupid machines just kept going off. The officers were convued due to every inch of him beeping. They had to call the SMMO base to get assurance that the metal was grafted to his bones and not a bomb. He had to wait for almost an hour while they screwed around. Atleast they had not bothered him about his claws...
He watched the dancers waltz by from behind his mask, taping his feet in time. This brought him back...way back to his youth. Balls were held at the spring and fall festivals and he had enjoyed waltzing with all the young ladies...He was innocent at the time, still appearing to age...not having to control the beast...
He spotted Tori in the crowd and began to move towards her. He then realized that she was in the arms of a young man...and she was smiling. His temper flared and he stalked to them. He tapped the man sharply on the shoulder, growling, "My turn." He did not care who it was, even though the scent was very farmiliar, but he was dancing with his Tori. He wove an arm around Tori's waist and pulled her gently to him.
Thoughts: Muse: Other:
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Post by Flame on Jul 13, 2011 22:24:49 GMT -6
Mal felt the tap, and let go easily. ”She’s all yours.” he said very softly, sending calmer overtones into Wolverines mind. Subtle one’s, calming the beast a bit. Oh he knew about it. He had known everything his father did. Well most of it. At least he hoped he did. He slipped away, a smirk under his mask.
Good thing Tori’s mask was a full one or he would have seen the bemused look on her face, including an arched eyebrow. ”Hello Phantom. Detained?” she’d tried to make sure it would be easy to get in for him, but she could only do so much. She could hear Albert farther behind her, and could feel him watching her. Two guys? What was this about. She could tell that ‘daddy’s’ hackles were being raised. That brought a chuckle.
”Hm. You’ve run one young one away, and got someone elses’ attention.” she said softly, pretending not to know who he was (though SHE’D given him the costume, so she knew what it looked like). Her wings moved quickly behind her as she watched him, rather thankful her mask was a full face one. He couldn’t see the slight blush, though knowing him, he could smell it. This was not exactly what she’d been expecting. Then behind Logan there was Mal again, This time dancing with the Birthday girl. She rolled her eyes, and that got a mental laugh from him. Oh dear Fire. You are so amusing. Enjoy yourself. And Ignore Albert, there’s not much he can do. Though I have no doubt your ‘knight’ will have a talking to later. Or at least a growling at. Albert is as protective of you as your… Beast is.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 13, 2011 22:53:55 GMT -6
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Logan slid into the other mans place as he stepped aside. He was glad that he did not have to tell the man to move aside, but he was stepping on Logan's territorial toes... Something lapped gently at the edge of his mind, calming and soothing him and the beast. Some of the physical tension leaked out of his body as he gave Tori a soft smile."Yes, Lady. Metal detectors don't like those who are spectral. Care to finish the dance?" Logan felt he was not acting like himself at all..but it felt right to do so...He was at a ball...
Dredging up old memories, he placed a hand on Tori's waist and the other held her other hand. His feet began to move in time to the music and he swong her expertly into the dance. This felt so right... He was dancing with his love at a masked ball...just like when he was younger. He had been an excelent dancer in his time, and those skills kicked in now.
Logan led them through the steps, gently guiding Tori through his more complicated step pattern instead of pulling her along. How many ladies had he taught this very same way...there were too many to remember in all his years. As they danced, Logan caught sigh of a man dressed as an angel and tagged him as Albert, the president. He looked sourly at Logan and Logan shot him a look back. No one gave him funny looks...
He lost sight of the man as he swong Tori gently away. As the song ended, he bowed, bringing Tori's hand to his lips and gently kissing her fingers."Thank you for the dance, my Lady. Would I be too bold to ask if I may have another?" He asked, his voice warm and gentlemanly. This was all coming back to him now. The proper way to act...and speak at a ball...
Thoughts: Muse:good Other:XD
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Post by Flame on Jul 13, 2011 23:14:00 GMT -6
Tori tilted her head a bit to the right of her body as she listened to his speech. Care To finish the dance? That was nowhere near normal. She watched him trough the mask, amused. ”Of course.” metal detectors. Wonderful. She was fine going through them, obviously, Logan wasn’t. Oh well.
She’d been paying him half of her attention, until he slipped his arm under hers, and held her other. Well this was new. She pulled her attention away from the two blond male’s she was partially monitoring, and turned it on Logan, a smile flitting across her face. She wasn’t bad at dancing, but then again Albert had always seemed to know everything and had taught everyone how to dance at the gang’s house when she was little. Though she was nowhere near as good as Logan. Then again he was born in the age when balls were the norm. Though she doubted her slit down the front dress was correct ball room attire for the nineteenth century. His was fine… her’s? not so much.
When the dance ended she was grinning, and had forgotten about Mal or Albert. Neither was important now. His rather archaic fraising made her giggle slightly. ”It would not be to bold.” she said softly, finding this new side of Logan intriguing. It was… different… almost softer, younger. That was the key there. He felt younger, as if he was reliving a memory and bring her with. Good job m’lady. she wasn’t surprised Mal was still paying attention, but he was where she couldn’t see him so she easily forget him.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 13, 2011 23:30:40 GMT -6
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Logan smiled as he listened to the starting notes to the tune. It was still a waltz, but more of a stepped up beat. So...more swinging and fast pace involved. He offered a hand with a smile."Lady?" He asked gently as his blue eyes danced. He knew just what he wanted for this dance.
As soon as she accepted his hand, He gently brought her up to pace. He held her close, making the spins and strides long and fluid, but with almost a clipped quickness that matched the style of the music. He was enjoying himself now and forgot about everyone but them. This ball...the dancing..costumes..laughter... It soothed him to know that these old values had not been lost in time... He just kept up his pace until the song ended. He bowed fluidly to Tori oncemore and gestured towards the refreshment table."Thank you for the dance. May I have your company for a refreshment?"
Thoughts: Muse:XD Other:Darn Mal...
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Post by Flame on Jul 13, 2011 23:45:14 GMT -6
Victoria too his hand easily, enjoying herself. The pace was faster, but she was able to keep up, bairly. Mainly from the fact that she was paying attention to him. She liked Masquerades. They were fun, amusing, and always had a surprise. Though she was sure who Logan was, and mal, and everyone in her party, there may be someone different that she hadn’t realized was there that was. You never know.
When the dance ended she laughed, sweet and cool, and grinned at him, though she was breathing a bit heavily. Not much, but enough. A good kind of work out. She was military fit, but dancing took a different kind of discipline. She nodded. ”Yes.” she said as she continued to breath.
Once they got there she could see Albert and Alice coming their way. Ah joy. She tried to motion to Albert to go away, and Alice saw it. She stopped, forcing Albert to do so as well, though he looked slightly annoyed. Then he leaned down, and the short plump woman whispered something in his ear. He cast Tori a rather odd look and turned away. Poor Albert. With his ladie’s all working against him, she just might have Logan alone, at least until the unmasking.
Mal chose that moment to come over to the Refreshment table, and grab what looked like Wine. Though it could have been grape juice. Hard to tell from where she was. Though mal just winked at her from the mask and swept off, finding another young woman to dance with almost instantly. He was good at the flirting thing, though It was sad how easily most women fell for his charms.
She looked at the selection of drinks and decided on the wine. Red. She wasn’t sure why people liked white, but that wasn’t her choice. ”Seems like the birthday girl is enjoying herself.” the girl was currently in the middle of the dancefloor with her boyfriend, and even through the mask she could tell the girl was fully enthrawled with her boy toy.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 14, 2011 0:01:52 GMT -6
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Logan smiled and followed his partner to table. He heard her accelerated heartrate and her heavier breathing and smiled. He may not have danced in ages, but martial arts training almost every day helped keep the fluidity and ease in his stride. He was breathing quiet normally as she watched her make a selection. He grinned and selected a glass of red wine aswell. "I see your prefur the red over the white. I do enjoy red the best, for it is tarter..."
He broke off a bit when he saw the president and what looked to be his wife making their way towards them. His body tensed oddly and he caught Tori's go away motion out of the corner of his eye. He strained to hear what the woman whispered to Albert as she pulled him to her level, but there was too much sound in the room to make it out. Albert turned away and looked quite sour and Logan grinned to himself before taking a sip of whine.
He turned his glacier gaze back on Tori, looking over her cotsume with a keen eye. He had not seen her costume before the ball, so it was intreging to see her all dressed up. The snowy silk wrapped close to her body, enhancing her beauty and drawing the eye genly to her face, framed by feathery wings."You are looking like a fresh white rose, my Lady." He said before turning his gaze to watch the birthday girl dancing with a young man. Just by her body language, Logan could tell that he was her boyfriend...He smirked. Young love...it was almost sweet...but he knew that most young love ended in heartbreak...or atleast it had for him.
He sipped his wine again and glanced at the angel beside him."Yes. I'm please to see her enjoying herself. Dare I say that you are having a fine time as well?" His voice flowed out gently, a soft english accent flavoring the words. Again...the past in the present... Ballroom behavior and proper language... The man who had been dancing with Tori before caught his eye as he got his own refreshment. His mind tracked his movements, almost like a predator would stalk his prey. Something was odd about that man...And it was making him slightly un easy that he could not identify it...
Thoughts: Muse:goodie Other:XD
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Post by Flame on Jul 14, 2011 0:11:40 GMT -6
She was a bit amused by his words. It was a rather old way of saying, I like red wine too. Of course she hadn’t lived before electricity, so she couldn’t really say anything. Though she was finding it charming, she kept that to herself. ”Plus it’s prettier.” she said simply, watching the ball around her, her mind again drifting to checking the room. Flicking from one fire to the next. Nothing. Everyone was having a good time. Good. She liked that. Meant she wasn’t going to have to try to usher the first family anywhere (never fun).
She took a sip of her wine, and had to remind herself that she COULD get drunk. It tasted good. Then she blushed. Good thing her mask was not see through. ”Thank you.” she said softly, trying to figure out why he’d said that she was like a fresh rose. Well a white one anyways. She again put her full attention on Logan, finding him amusing, and interesting. She grinned a little as she watched the girl. ”Yes. Yes I am.” she murmured. ”And you?” she was amused by the way the boy was reacting. Obviously He was trying to not seem like he was being affected by his girlfriends actions, at least not infront of her father. Good boy.
She glanced at Logan as he caught site of Mal again. ”That’s probably the only person I can identify outside of my… group.” she said simply. ”A famous professor’s son. Smart, brilliant, and a fool. He’s got a good heart, though, so you can’t blame him for trying.” there keep it simple, plus if Logan truly wanted to know he’d take the hint. Famous professor. Maybe. If he was lucky. If not, well Mal would be quite obviouse with his blue eyes, and charming smile (Both of which were his father’s) and ability to read minds, which he couldn’t curb… but he only read the top ones unless invited.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 14, 2011 7:35:20 GMT -6
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Logan listened intently, watching the others dance."I'm having a better time than I had exspected, Lady." He said, sippin at his wine again. This was relaxing, watching others dance the night away... But part of his mind was kept foucused on the other man.
As Tori spoke, the pieces of the mans identity began to fall into place. The scent...the voice...a famous professors son...those EYES! Logan was thrown off balance by the weight of his realization. He plunked his wineglass down and hastily walked to the wall and leaned on it. No wonder he seemed so familiar...He was Xavier's son...
The Proffessor had not been all that talkitive about his personal life, even to him. He had been his right hand man, always ready and willing to get a job done. He had listened to Logan's problems and soothed them...but just once he remembered the Professor speaking about his family. He had mentioned a son... but Logan had thought that he was dead, because Xavier had fell quit a moment after he had said it.
He pulled himself together mentally, eyes closed, breathing a little off. He leaned his full weight on the wall as he struggled to believe what he could not deny.
Thoughts: Muse:ok Other:XD
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Post by Flame on Jul 14, 2011 7:41:19 GMT -6
”Good.” she said simply, again a smile under the mask. She looked around her, Identifying the other ‘angel’s ‘ with a practiced eye. Even if Albert said she didn’t need to worry about his family she did. They were her’s as well, and none of them were very good at staying out of trouble, which left her having to save them. Again, and again. Though tonight it looked fine.
She looked at him as he put his wineglass down. Ah. He’d gotten it. Mal had told her to only give anyone hints if asked who he was. It was a pact he’d done with his father, and he wasn’t about to break it. Expecially now. She kenw that for the tall man, he was still thinking about his father, she’d seen it in his big blue eyes. It was haunting him a bit. Though he was good at hiding it.
The man in question came over as Logan leaned against the wall. His eyes and face that was seeable below his mask unreadable. ”He never told you because My mother asked him not to tell. Not my decision, at least not until later.” he said very softly, and tori glanced at him. Odd. She didn’t know that. He stayed silent, his eyes on Logan. Tori turned a bit so she could watch around them.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 14, 2011 9:38:38 GMT -6
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Logan heard and smelled the two people approaching him, but made no motion to react. This was his version of human shock... He kept his eyes closed looking back on his time with Xavier...The sense of betrayal was almost pericing...but it was not betrayal...it was more of a lack of trust...He had trusted the Prof. with everything in him, knowing that he would do his best for everyone...But apprently that trust was not shared...
Logan listened to the man speak, his voice very like the friend he missed so much...He did not even bother to respond. He was unsure he even wanted to know this man. He understood what he had said, and it made sense. Xavier tried to never break promises... The masked man just stared at the wall, saying nothing.
Thoughts: Muse:XD Other:XD
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Post by Flame on Jul 14, 2011 10:00:49 GMT -6
Mal looked down. Betryal. Of course. Xavier didn’t share. ”He asked me when I turned thirteen if I wanted to be known. I said no. He wanted to tell you. He really did, But I didn’t want to be a target. Which I would have become. So I hid, and he let me.” something bitter sounded in his voice. Tori, glanced at him, and moved past him.
She touched logan’s shoulder. ”I only found out because I backed him into a corner and pointed out all the similarity’s, it’s not your fault you weren’t told. A Promise is a promise.” she watched him, hoping for something. Mal wasn’t a coward, but he also wasn’t a hero. He didn’t stand in harm’s way at least not usually. He… had learned caution where Prof. X hadn’t. Or at least he had. She wasn’t so sure. There was an edge to Mal that she KNEW came from the death of his father. Something was off about him. She’d seen what Phoenix could do, and she knew that Mal could pull off that kind of power if he really wanted to. And it worried her, but for now she was focused on mal.
”Don’t blame him for keeping a promise, or feel betrayed. There were many times when he wanted to just unmask me, but both me and mom wouldn’t let him. I wasn’t ready for that kind of publicity, that… level of importance. And we all knew it.” Mal continued. ”If you need to blame someone blame me. I won’t have my father’s name sullied because he kept a secret.” again with the feircness. She could see the anger. So that was what was fuling him. Anger at Pheonix for taking his father from him. Anger that there was nothing he could do. He didn’t trust himself, or his powers. Which is what prohibited him she knew that.
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Post by wolverine on Jul 14, 2011 20:47:10 GMT -6
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Logan turned his body to Tori as she came up to touch his shoulder. He shifted away from the wall and lightly put an arm around her waist, needing the contact. He raised his eyes for the first time to meet Mal's... And flinched. They were Xavier's eyes...he gritted his teeth slightly as memories of those eyes flashed through his mind. Those eyes had helped chain the beast...and gave him the comfort he craved from another human being. He could not bear to hold the gaze any longer, so he dropped it to the floor once more.
He listened to Mal's little speech, nodding slightly while glaring at the floor. He understood why Mal had wanted to remain hidden...With his power and his father's legacy on his shoulders when he did reveal himself...the pressure would be so great for one so young. He let out a sigh and said softly, "I understand...I don't blame you or your father...You did what was needed to live sheltered for a little while longer...Something I wish I could have had..." His voice dropped and he glared at the ground. His sheltered life had shattered the first day he desided to join the military...They found out his abilities and used him...ruined the social young gentleman, turning him into an avid loner. No...he could not blame Mal...or Xavier...He would just have to live on with the knowlage..and make the best of it.
Thoughts: Muse:Xo Other:My ankle HURTS...
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Post by Flame on Jul 14, 2011 21:04:41 GMT -6
Tori moved closer to him, knowing he needed the contact. She put an arm around his shoulder and leaned her head against it. Her silent testament to her words a week before. She wasn’t going to leave him alone. She kept her promices.
Mal watched Logan drop his gaze. Ah. So he was faced with the human. Good. He really didn’t know how to deal with the ‘beast’ half of James Howlett. Sure his father had explained HOW to cap someone, but he sure as HELL didn’t feel comfortable doing it. That was messing with someone’s head. He hated even looking farther than your surface thoughts. ”Thank you for understanding. But I can’t stand in his shadow any more…” his voice drifted away, blue eye’s falling to the floor. Tori reached out a hand and touched Mal.
”It’s ok Mal. But your right. You can’t hide any more can you?” mal shook his head. ”Mr. President asked me here after I contacted him. Explaining who I am. Apparently he wants me to step out… Not sure… I want to do that. I wouldn’t dare take Storm’s place…” so that was it. He had no idea WHERE he could possibly fit in. and that was the problem. He’d never fit in anywhere before. SMMO was to out there for him, to controlled. The X-men was not something he wanted to join, mainly because of his father, and that left him drifting.
Tori took her hand off his arms, and glanced at Logan. What would he say? Or do. There wasn’t much Tori could do in this situation but comfort. She didn’t know Charles Xavier. She’d seen him on TV and from a distance, that’s all.
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