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Jan 4, 2012 21:39:51 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 4, 2012 21:39:51 GMT -5
Izobel nodded, hoping he would actually ask Elena and not just walk off like he did. She found Mason talking with a few guys. "Hey, can I talk to you privately?" She asked. A few of the guys said 'ooooooh' in unison, not knowing that their sexual remark was pretty much on target. When she was alone with Mason she turned to him. She found herself speechless. She didn't know how to say what she wanted. After a few minutes she just walked over to him and pressed her lips against his. Moments passed and she finally pulled away. "I've been wanting to do that for a while now," she said with a smile.
"No, he thinks I'm a spy. It's understandable, I mean, I am the general's daughter." Syrena pulled out a bottle of whiskey from one of the cabinets and placed it on the table. "Maybe I can win them over by getting them plastered," she joked.
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Jan 4, 2012 22:03:36 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 4, 2012 22:03:36 GMT -5
"Wha--what was that for?" Mason asked, grinning. "I'm sorry I didn't do that first. I really wanted to, I was just a little scared. You're so hot and intimidating. Ya know what? Lets not talk." Mason attacked her mouth with his own and moved his hands down her body.
Liam walked around the house looking for Elena. He walked into one room and caught his brother practically humping Izobel. "Oh my go--" Liam shut the door and continued his search. "Elena? Hey, have you seen Elena?" Liam decided to check one more place: the backyard. Sitting outside, looking at the stars, was Elena. Liam took a deep breath and went to go sit with Elena. "Hey. How are you feeling? Ya know what...Elena...." Liam just couldn't do it. "Nevermind."
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Jan 4, 2012 22:10:07 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 4, 2012 22:10:07 GMT -5
Izobel slipped a hand behind Mason's head and ran her fingers through his hair. She pushed her hand on his neck, pushing him closer to her. Weeks of waiting were finally over. Elena looked up from a book she was reading and cocked an eyebrow. "You know if I wanted to I could just read your mind. Spill it." She said with a grin. She usually never read Liam's mind, she didn't like snooping in on him, she was just playing around. Curiosity had gotten the best of her, especially since Liam looked nervous.
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Jan 4, 2012 22:24:10 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 4, 2012 22:24:10 GMT -5
"I've been thinking a lot lately and..." Liam decided to end the sentence with action. He pushed her down into a laying position and crawled on top of her. He kissed her passionately and his hands started to pushed the edge of her shirt upwards.
Erik poured another drink for Syrena and sipped on his. "Since this our hideout, we get to pick the best rooms. We'll need a big, private room if we're gonna fool around, ya know?" Erik was becoming more outspoken because of the alcohol.
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Jan 4, 2012 22:30:58 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 4, 2012 22:30:58 GMT -5
Elena had made out with Liam a few times so her first reaction was to kiss him back, then she read his mind. She saw what his intentions were, where he wanted to take it. It was a split second decision as she pulled away. "Liam, I can't..." she said softly. She looked up at his face, reading the disappointment in it. "I'm not ready." She felt bad, knowing that he wanted it, but she had never done it before and she was just uncomfortable.
Syrena snickered and took a drink of some tequila that had been laying around. "Big room, eh? And why would we need a big room to fool around in?" She asked. The alcohol, mixed with her attraction to Erik made her play along with his flirting.
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Jan 4, 2012 22:38:06 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 4, 2012 22:38:06 GMT -5
"Oh...oh um, ya. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry," he mumbled, getting up and running a hand through his hair awkwardly. "Geez, i'm sorry Elena. I didn't even think." Izobel had been wrong and Liam had been rejected. He wasn't mad at Elena at all. He hadn't even thought about how nervous she would be. "I gotta go. I'll see ya later." Liam left quickly and headed for the bar.
"You want to fool around in a closet? No! We need the room!" Erik shouted. "Oh, look who finally made it!" he cheered when Liam walked in the door. Liam waved and sat down beside the two. Erik poured him a drink, and Liam downed it almost immediatly. "Now, i'd like to be the boss of this gang Liam. Do you mind?" Liam shrugged, not really paying attention. His mind was still on Elena and rejection.
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Jan 4, 2012 22:45:20 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 4, 2012 22:45:20 GMT -5
"Wait!" Elena called, but Liam already left. She bit her lip as she stared at the doorway, guilt starting to pour over her. She hadn't meant to hurt Liam's feelings. She thought about going after him, but figured it would be best to let things settle down.
"Something wrong, Liam?" Syrena asked, taking a drink of the tequila. It burned her throat as it slid down, but it made her feel good, alive. She was starting to get tipsy, her vision starting to blur. Soon she was just as drunk as Erik was, not being able to tell who was who or what she should do.
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Jan 6, 2012 17:57:40 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 6, 2012 17:57:40 GMT -5
"No. Nothing's wrong," he said, downing another drink. It wasn't long before Liam was feeling much better. "Tomorrow morning's gonna suck," he chuckled, leaning his head back and rubbing his eyes. Erik was barely there, giggling every now and then about nothing. When Erik passed out and fell to the floor, Liam turned to Syrena to start a conversation. "So, do you like him or are you just a spy?" he slurred, his smile turning into a smirk. "A spy like James Bond. 007. Double....O....Seven."
Mason slipped out of the bedroom and walked in the kitchen to get Izobel a beverage. When someone asked him what he was doing, all he said was "I can't let my lady get dehydrated." He returned to the room and handed Izobel a beer. "It's all they had in there besides water. I'd say this stuff is practically water," he chuckled.
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Jan 7, 2012 13:14:59 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 7, 2012 13:14:59 GMT -5
Syrena chuckled lightly. "Now if I was a spy, would I really tell you?" She pointed out. A smile spread across her light pink lips. She set her beer down on the table next to her and stared at Liam as best she could. "I dare say you would just have your girlfriend read my mind tomorrow, would you not? That was your girlfriend, right?"
Izobel sat up and took the beer from Mason. "Thanks, I guess cheap beer is better than no beer, huh?" She flashed Mason a grin before taking a sip from the bottle.
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Jan 7, 2012 17:03:11 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 7, 2012 17:03:11 GMT -5
"My girlfriend," he chuckled, taking one last sip and setting his drink down. "We've never made it official. She turned me down today. Izobel said that she wouldn't, but she did." Normally, Liam wouldn't spill his guts, especially to a stranger. It was the alcohol talking. "I should probably go back. I know where this bar is. I can bring people by tomorrow."
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Jan 7, 2012 17:14:55 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 7, 2012 17:14:55 GMT -5
"Or you can stay here and talk. It's been a long time since I've had a conversation with anyone, besides Erik, but he's sort of unavailable at the moment." Syrena glanced at Erik who was passed out on a table nearby. She turned back to Liam, her light blue eyes drawing him back in. She was using her powers, but wasn't really aware of it, she just wanted some company. "I never did learn of your power, it has to be something interesting seeing as you can withstand mine."
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Jan 7, 2012 17:37:09 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 7, 2012 17:37:09 GMT -5
"O-okay," he said, being pulled in by her gaze. He was control over himself, but she was definitely a factor in his decision. "I'm able to mimic other people's powers. I guess I don't know how to use yours," he grinned. "My charms don't work on you." Liam decided to tell her everything about his power. "I've been trying to bring back old powers. Right now I can only use the powers when the people are around."
"So, is beauty your only power?" he asked curiously. Liam glanced over at Erik, who was snoring loudly and twitching every now and then.
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Jan 7, 2012 17:42:27 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 7, 2012 17:42:27 GMT -5
"That's such an amazing power! Maybe you can't use mine because I wasn't born a mutant, or maybe you simply just haven't tried to use my powers." Syrena smiled at him. "I have the power of persuasion, but I need to be in contact with the person. If you can mimic powers you probably need but to touch someone to control them. I also can heal quickly, but only when I'm...strong" She purposely didn't tell him that she needed to suck the life out of people because she wasn't sure how he would take it and if he would tell the others, she might not be let into the group if they knew. She would be considered dangerous.
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Jan 7, 2012 18:18:48 GMT -5
Post by Liam/Mason on Jan 7, 2012 18:18:48 GMT -5
Liam decided to give this new power a try. "I'm gonna look like an idiot," he laughed. He leaned forward on the table and gazed into Syrena's eyes. Slowly, his smile turned into a smirk, and then he started to laugh. "This is ridiculous! I just can't woo anyone. I'm not my brother."
Mason left the room again a few hours later, finally remembering that he had a little brother that needed taking care of. He searched the house for Liam, but had no luck in finding him. Since he couldn't find Elena either, he figured they were hooking up somewhere. "That's my bro," he chuckled to himself. He sat down infront of the home's tiny tv and watched some football.
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Jan 7, 2012 18:33:50 GMT -5
Post by Elena on Jan 7, 2012 18:33:50 GMT -5
"You aren't concentrating. Do it like this--" Syrena took a deep breath and stared deep into Liam's eyes. For minutes she stared at him, baring down into his soul. Her eyes were mesmerizing, like staring into a cloudless sky. A small smile played on her lips.
Elena walked into the living room and found Mason. "Hey Mason, you look more upbeat than normal, what's up?" She asked as she sat down in a chair across from him.
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