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Ugh...I hate this part. So I'm super into Sailor Moon...which no one else is...and that's okay. I also really love Items, Escaflowne, Vampire Knight, Fushigi Yugi, Ah My Goddess, K Dramas, Chinese and Tiwanise Dramas as well. I torture people by making them read the TV.

Oh this is where I tell you I'm American...and I just lost a few people but oh well. Trust me if I could afford to live overseas I would. So yeah...that's me.

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Location: Chef's Drive-In



With the radio blaring out a song about a cheating jerk that wanted the girl he was singing to help him mess around on his girl while she was on vacation. Josie should kick the shite out of that little bastard. GiGi was taking an order as she heard over the music a chopper that sounded really close. Really, really close. That sounds like it is on the roof!! What the heck is going on?!

Looking around GiGi saw people pointing and running from the helicopter that was landing in a patch of grass across the street. Stunned, like the people at the table, she watched as a group of people exited the chopper. Snapping out of it before the people at the table she snagged her pad and pen, beginning to take notes on what was going on around her. This is why that pad is never far from me. I’m getting all of this and turning it into an article. Damnit where the hell is PJ?!

Noticing what she could see from the distance and as people milled about, GiGi hopped that they were coming into the dive so she could get a better idea of who it was exactly. The first occupant was a slender girl in black then another in a riot of color. The girls shared the same color hair though their fashion was opposite ends of the spectrum. Raising an eyebrow, GiGi blinked as she realized who these girls were. Oh… it’s Miami Rebellion…

Cutting her eyes to Nevaeh to see if the slightly older waitress had noticed GiGi winced as she heard a shriek of “MIAMI REBELLION!!!”

Because of course at least one fan was in the dive at this time. Looks like I’m gonna be late to the paper…

Nevaeh glared at GiGi “You leave me after this for that damned rag and I will hunt you down and murder you. I will not be stuck with the fan club!!” Was hissed as a warning low and deep.

”You’ll have Gladys…” GiGi defended whispering.

“Those teenagers will eat Gladys alive and Chef will lose hundreds of dollars on walked cheques.” Nevaeh hissed back. “Just for that you have their table. I’m not dealing with Danny. He wasn’t happy with our last encounter.”

”Do I even want to know?” GiGi was a little bit curious.

“Now why is anyone ever upset with me?” Nevaeh countered.

”Upset with you is not what you said.”

“Humm you’re right. He was expecting… Sade and instead got Boy George.”

Just then the bells from the door clanged and the girls walked in. GiGi rolled her eyes at Nevaeh. ”Saved by the bell. And you call me evil. Fine. Just so we don’t have a bigger issue.” She watched as fate said ”Be careful what you wish for.” as the group sat in her section. Because of course… I should have stayed in bed today. Or maybe I’m not giving them enough credit. Maybe... hopefully… Here goes.

Walking up GiGi took in the clash that was the sisters. The girls are sisters but their personalities are totally day and night. I really like the outfits… both actually. Please don’t be Prima Donnas!!!

Not wanting to be caught gawking, or at least not for long, GiGi quickly walked over to the girls with a smile just as the colorful girl was reading out loud the sales flyer as if she had never even thought of putting the words in the same sentence, let alone the same paragraph. Vaguely in the background GiGi noticed that the radio was playing Come and Get Your Love as she snagged a couple of menus. “Hello!! Welcome to Chef’s. Here’s our menu. What can I get you to drink?” She let her eyes move over the girls with no small amount of curiosity. She was friendly and found that she smiled easily now that she was in their presence.




The blaring of the electric alarm at god awful early was met with a groan. “Dios mio!” The latino man exclaimed, running a hand over his face. He was obviously nude since the only thing preserving his modesty was the thin sheet across his hips.

”Yes yes pray. That will make the things you did with your mouth last night not a sin. Honey, you might want to do the opposite. Might have more luck not being damned to hell.” A feminine voice drifted up along with a pale arm snaking out to stop the alarm from squawking. The hand that rested on the alarm clock was polished with a neat classy french manicure. ”Are you planning to stay here all day? If so there’s water in the tap. That’s the extent of Southern hospitality at present, unless you want a ride to Chef’s.” Pale turquoise eyes framed by soot black eyelashes blinked as the woman rubbed her eyes and sat up snagging a black satin robe with a screen printed phoenix on it. Tossing the robe on quickly she hid the fact that she was just as nude as the male in bed.

The latino male flashed a smoldering look at the woman’s long dancer legs remembering just how flexible the bombshell in the short robe was. “Mi corazon…”

”Nope. No time for it Pedro.” She smirked as she teased him over her shoulder.

“It’s Fer-.” The latino male looked offended.

”Fernando. Yes, I like the song. I knew that. It was a test. You passed round one. Round two… not so much. Then again I’m a good sport. What’s my name Fernando?”

Fernando smiles and runs through the night thinking about if she introduced herself. The light flicks on as the woman starts collecting clothing. Her long blonde hair, that he thought was fake, was natural as was her ripe strawberry colored mouth. He noticed that she was not the honey color that most women were. She was noticeably pale and her eyes stood out like jewels under brows that made the statement that she was not the same as other women. He remembered noticing that she wore little makeup and with her hair up he had not known that her hair fell past her waist in thick waves. “Genevieve.”

GiGi stopped and looked up from her uniform for Chef’s and smiled. “Shower Nando?”

...5 mins before GiGi’s shift...


The slight squeal of the tires on a 1985 Firebird as the blonde behind the wheel smirked setting the break in the dive’s parking lot; while Steve preached the benefits of rolling with it to the gospel undertones that really nailed the point home. Gigi stepped out of the car in her ‘uniform’. Admittedly she looked pretty groovy but it was a pain that Chef has not budged on turning it into short shorts.

Tying her apron on Fernando leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Go sit and I’ll bring you a menu. Then I’ll call you a cab.”

Smirking, Fernando shrugged and said “Perhaps I’ll stay here so you have to take me home.”

GiGi laughed then stopped seeing he was serious. “Oh sorry. You were serious. No no no Nando. You eat, you leave. I have a very busy schedule.” She raised an eyebrow and motioned between the two of them. “Are you trying to make this a thing?”

Fernando looked confused. “You don’t…?”

”Don’t put words in my mouth. But if you must know I don’t normally sleep with someone on the first night if they’re a long term thing.” GiGi shrugged. “Sorry. Now sit down, order and I’ll call a cab after that.” She watched as Fernando raised an eyebrow but sat down and looked over the menu.

“GiGi you evil woman.” A smooth deep voice scolded. “That poor boy saw heaven and you just shut the gates on him.”

Snorting GiGi turned to the voice and put her hands on her hips. “Yeah, not even Nevaeh. We are not doing the hypocritical thing this morning.”

Nevaeh looked between Fernando and GiGi then sniffed, patting her hair. “Ain’t gettin’ any younger woman.”

”Yes mama. I know mama.” GiGi snarked at Nevaeh. “Besides I’ve already slept with him. They don’t want more than that normally.”

“Honey ain’t nothin’ normal about that latin angel you have in there.” Nevaeh remarked as they got into gear and started prepping for the start of the day.





Collaboration between Uná & Jasper



Uná O’Brian

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Location: Institute

Interaction: Nik @webboysurf

Mentions: Jasper @ViolentViolet; Aya @c3p-0h & Sena @Pilatus




Uná gathered up her things and headed out waving to Aya as she left. Aya was just worried about me. That was what best friends do.Sena wasn't that bad was she? She couldn't be. I felt like she understood me. Like I could talk to her. A connection.

She put her headphones in and switched on her Spotify. The Way You Make Me Feel sounded in her ears as she danced down the hall. As she came up from the split her phone made the noise of a lightsaber turning on which meant that she had a text message.

>Just got out of DR, no plans 2nite. U?<

Uná's heart skipped a beat. She grinned and texted back. >Just gonna hit up Jasper for a favor then I'm free.< Uná thought for a moment and also sent. >Wanna meet me in the game room? Pretty sure that's where she is.<

Uná danced into the game room and pulled out her headphones looking around. Grinning she spotted Jasper's dark hair and slid gracefully over to her.

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The clacking of the keys in the control room was a staccato rhythm as Tabitha panicked. “Oh bollocks!!! Bloody hell Peirce!!! What the devil is the terminate word for her? Leave me in a tight spot where I don’t have the deactivate code!!”

Tabitha watched as the kids passed out one by one. As the last one fell a voice chirped over the com. “Simulation complete. Subjects failed. Purging artificial atmosphere in three, two, one.” There was a pause with a punctuated gust of wind, and the students were all laying on the floor of the Danger Room passed out. “Please indicate next command.

“Oh for fu…dge crackers.” Tabitha pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “Save program for use later. State level of program and intended original participants.”

“Level of program is Alpha. Intended participants are Una O’Brian, Nikolai Markov and Heidi Williams.”

Swallowing Tabitha cleared her throat. “Wh-who set those parameters?” Her voice still managed to come out at a bit of a squeak.

“Information is classified.”

“WHAT!?!?!”

“Information is classified.” The voice was slightly louder this time around.

“I heard you the first time. Fine don’t tell me. I’m reporting this to Forge you temperamental brat.” Tabitha shook her head and sighed. “Well done for not being at this level yet though.”

“Recommendation for current participants to start on Gamma level programs.”

“Oh now you bloody well want to be helpful? Fine. Separate programs and section off folders by level. If tailored to a specific student create a folder for each student and file accordingly.”

“Acknowledged. Compiling. Estimated time for task four hours.”

“Fine. Release locks so I can get the students. Shutdown after task is complete.” Tabitha stalked out of the room and gathered up the students with care and transferred them to their specific dorms.
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When Heidi, one of our heroes, breaks the wax seal on the envelope you all hear the lock on the door engage and a soft hiss fill the air.

The envelope reads in elegant curling script. "Hello students. Congratulations on getting to the second level. In front of you there is a tea service that will be invaluable to you. Good luck to all five of you."

There is a cloying scent of perfume in the air that grows slowly but steadily. There are five cups, on matching saucers around the tea service, which is silver. One cup is thin and delicate, almost transparent. Another is an ombré deep slate blue to a dove gray with clouds painted on it. An antique looking one of decidedly old China rests in front of another seat. A deep green cup veined with brighter green reminds you of a stone from somewhere. And a black one with a strange painted gold pattern stands out amid the others. Unique as the individuals in the room.

The chairs around the table with the tea service are a black velvet with gold embroidered brocade in a fleur de les with dots and longer stitches. They're elegant and sturdy looking. The upholstery is echoed in the two throw pillows on a comfortable looking couch.
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