Generation Legacy (Issue #5)

[Tokiwong]

"Yeah right, like he'd want to go out with an alien-looking ... girl ... like ..." she seems to trail off as she speaks. Didn't Aris say she was an alien princess or something?
She continues her blue eyes seeming to shine a little brighter than usual "Yeah ... it might be worth the try."

Claire grins, "I think I know what you are thinking, maybe you never know he is kind of different, right?"

"Flirt with him," Claire adds, "I think I am just going to dance, not really looking for any hot guys. But if any of them want to dance, look out!"

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

James smiles and looks down at this feet and says in a quite voice "You look better then any of those models... really" He then walks her out around the field around the dance hall, taking their time just enjoying her company

 

[Samnell]

OOC: SARAH replies with several world-class agents and lawyers that are experienced with dealing with elites. She provides Mark a list with credentials, prices, and locations.

OOC: Mark looks at the best credentialed on the list, sees the price, and picks someone from the middle of the pack who has some experience handling elites in his age group. He doesn’t look at location too much since he figures he can run anywhere he can get directions to in a few hours as long as it’s on the same side of the world.

Star smiles, “What is wrong Mark, you don’t seem too happy? Is it me? It probably is, I understand you must feel uncomfortable taking a machine. I guess it is only natural.”

”No, it’s not you,” Mark said immediately. ”I’m just, uh, nervous. I never had a date before or went to a dance.” Mark paused for a moment, ”I don’t really think of you as a machine. I mean I did but you’ve changed a lot.

She sighs, “I don’t want you to feel obligated to take me. Your not doing a favor for Tommy, if you want to go with me, then tell me, but at least be honest with me okay? I learned that from Anika.”

Mark shifted uncomfortably, ”I want to take you to the dance. I like you, Star. You’re a nice person and I want to go with you… But, uh… I guess I like you and want you to have fun and like me too but…” Mark groped. ”I really tried to dress nice and… This wasn’t going anywhere. ”I want to take you to the dance but I don’t think I feel the same way about you you feel about me. I like you. You’re really nice and I don’t want to take you just because Tommy asked.”

“I mean that’s why I did it at first but it’s not why I’m doing it now. I want you to have fun. But I’m not…” Mark groped again. How did you tell a girl this? ”I’m not attracted to you. I’m sorry. I don’t think I’m attracted to any of the girls here. It’s not something I have a lot of practice with.” Mark finished, embarrassed.

”I still want you to have a good time, though.”

 

[Shalimar]

'Whoa that was quite a show, I almost thought you might rain me out of here," a curly haired youth sits on a bench smoking a cigarette. He has streaks of blue in his hair, and seems amused.

"Kelly Mitchell right, damn your better in person then in your videos, I liked your last album. Course I liked it better when I put my remix spin on them, probably never heard of it though, pretty underground. But I know some of it is filtering around the Ibiza circuit," he finishes.

He stands, wearing loose fitting pants, sneakers, and a loose unbuttoned shirt, "Any chance I could get your autograph Kelly, I could hook you up with the complete Rei's Sick Killer Acid Kelly Mitchell Project. Kind of a side thing I have been working on, I like to remix alot of the artists, to fit my tastes."

He finishes the cigarette and tosses it aside, "Oh yeah my name is Rei, not a big timer like you, just a fan."

Kelly looked around for the voice, startled as she had thought she was the only one around. "Oh, hi." she said sheepishly she hadn't been trying to do the clouds consciously, so that meant she probably didn't have as much control as she thought she did. "Your not going to tell McCallister I did that are you?" she asks the blue haired boy.

She nods when he asks for an autograph, "Sure, do you have a pen? I don't exactly have any pockets in this thing. Yea, sure, I definitely want the CD,it'd be nice to know what people are doing with my work. I'll just assume you got permission from the label to use it shall I?" she asks, smirking at him to let him know that she didn't particularly care if he had.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

OOC: Legacy members got their first installment cash, the signing bonus. The contracts were in order, and Mark has a deal on the table with Nike, they want him to do endorsements for their shoes, including a new series for him. The deal culminates to about 40 million dollars over four years.

Cassie

The door slides open, and standing in the doorway is Yoshi. Wearing a tailored suit, all black with a white undershirt, and no bandana. His hair is slicked back, and in his hands is a large radiant bouquet. He steps forward and offers it to Cassie with a kiss, and smiles, “Damn you look beautiful, Cassie.”

He stepped back and whistled, “How did I get so lucky? I must have done something right, I guess. Hey the limo is waiting in the garage, and I got us reservations at Chez Vasco, real exclusive, but I guess money talks right? Ready to go?” he offered his arm.

"Thank you Yoshi. I did a lot of reading and asks a lot of the girls in school what looked right, I know this means a lot to you. That and it was a pleasent distraction from my review of the registrtion issue. Did you know there are at least 10 organizations appealing the Registration of Elites as the first step towards something .." stops. "Oh.. sorry.. I shouldn't be discussing my political interests tonight. " smiles gently. "So what sort of resturant is this?" (one of her interests in new styles of cusine, and she's always interested in a new food to try out)

 

[Agamon]

Anika hears the knock at the door and smiles despite the lump in her throat. She goes to the door, takes a deep breath, and opens the door. She's wearing her light blue gown, a bit of makeup, and her hair up. "Hey, Ryan," she says smiling. She looks him over, saying "Wow, a kimono, if I'd had known, I'd have worn something more geisha." Before she's even done saying it, she's thinking, "Whoops, it's Ryan, he might take that the wrong way. Better fix that."

She smiles widely at the joke saying, "I"m just kidding, you look great." She leans over and gives him a kiss on the cheek. She gives him a lopsided smile before turning and saying, "Come in, I just need to get my shoes."

Walking past her desk, she notices some papers and gasps. She quickly sweeps them all into the trashcan beside the desk in one fluid motion. "Uh, pardon the mess," she says quietly as she opens her closet to get her shoes.

 

[Aenion]

Claire grins, "I think I know what you are thinking, maybe you never know he is kind of different, right?"

"Flirt with him," Claire adds, "I think I am just going to dance, not really looking for any hot guys. But if any of them want to dance, look out!"

Karen shrugs, "I guess you're right, can't hurt to find out, ... right." She seems a bit uncertain, but the spark in her eyes remains.
"Oh, but you watch out, if you're the one returning with a date ..." she says in a mock serious tone, trying hard to keep a straight face as she speaks but can't help giggling.

 

[Tokiwong]

James

Kiyana holds James hand and walks with him in silence, as they enjoy the time together. She turns to him, “So what are you thinking about? Just curious, I can’t stop thinking about how rich we are, and all the cool stuff we will get to do. At the same time, I can’t help but think that there is so many bad things going on in the world.”

She sighs, “It makes me feel guilty that maybe I don’t deserve all this stuff, I don’t know. I guess I shouldn’t worry about it, right?”

Mark

Star furrows her brow, “Oh,” she seems confused.

“Your not attracted to any girls here? Or just at all?” she seems more curious now.

“And of course we will have a good time, I mean, we can dance right? I am disappointed, but I guess you cannot have success without disappointment, it is only logical. I am glad you are honest though,” she smiled.

Kelly

Rei shrugged, “I don’t mind the po-po, not like I haven’t tangled with the wrong side of the law before. But yeah I can hook you up,” he pulled out digital stick, typically holding several gigs of information on one small card, “here my complete works. I got plenty, I figure if I break into the industry I should be ready. I don’t sing, I just mix, and create sick beats.”

“Mr. McCallister, that jerk, forget him. The stick is so far up his butt, you would need the Jaws of Life to pull them out. I bet his problem is that he hasn’t gotten laid anytime this decade.”

Rei pulled out another cigarette, “Want a smoke? And no pen, but hey, you’re here, I am here, I am sure we will pass each other again, right?”

He prepares to light up another.

Cassie

Yoshi nods, “Yeah I hear they are trying to get rights or something. Don’t bother me none, the UN runs the show, I figure if you don’t have anything to hide, why not register. I mean, what is the big deal. I mean sure I see it may make some people uncomfortable, but as soon as we got this place, we were registered, and it hasn’t affected me none.”

He gets into the limo, a long sleek black vehicle, and orders the driver to take you to the restaurant. He glances back to Cassie, “This is a mixture of French and local cuisine, my publicist says it is one of the best places in the city. The waiting list is like forever long, unless you got the right connections. And the publicity that a Legacy member can bring is considerable, its just feels good to be my own man. Red carpet all the way baby, your worth it, nothing but the best for you and me,” he smirks.

Karen

Claire just smiled, “You never-”

*Knock knock…*

Claire stood somewhat confused, and opened the door. Aris stood in the doorway in stylish yet simple outfit of black pants, a strapless white top, and her hair down. Her blue skin, smooth and perfect she walked in, “Hey guys, I figured since me and Kal were still here, I would go to this dance, since it seems like Genocide and Red Witch are lying low.”

“Oh hey Karen, wow you look nice, I like the flowers. By the way I just got a message from Ryan, he said something about being careful tonight,” she closed the door behind her, “I have to say this world is very different from my own, well from Earth, our Earth, the other one, you know what I mean?” she laughs out loud.

 

[Tokiwong]

Nothing to see here...

 

[Hammerhead]

Anika hears the knock at the door and smiles despite the lump in her throat. She goes to the door, takes a deep breath, and opens the door. She's wearing her light blue gown, a bit of makeup, and her hair up. "Hey, Ryan," she says smiling. She looks him over, saying "Wow, a kimono, if I'd had known, I'd have worn something more geisha." Before she's even done saying it, she's thinking, "Whoops, it's Ryan, he might take that the wrong way. Better fix that."

She smiles widely at the joke saying, "I"m just kidding, you look great." She leans over and gives him a kiss on the cheek. She gives him a lopsided smile before turning and saying, "Come in, I just need to get my shoes."

Walking past her desk, she notices some papers and gasps. She quickly sweeps them all into the trashcan beside the desk in one fluid motion. "Uh, pardon the mess," she says quietly as she opens her closet to get her shoes.

Ouch, that comment really stung, Ryan thinks sarcastically, but smiles anyway. Ryan gives Anika's back a curious look after her kiss. That was unexpected. She kissed me. And now she's getting some shoes. What is it with women and shoes? They always have like five billion of them. And what the heck were those papers she just threw away? Probably something private, like a letter or something I guess. Or it could be something to do with Legacy and she doesn't want me getting jealous.

"So, Anika, have you signed up for Legacy yet? I heard that Mark's signing a deal with Nike; you have any kind of sponsorship lined up yet? That's supposed to be where the real money's at." Ryan asks these questions while Anika is searching for her shoes, hoping to let her know that he wasn't jealous.

"Oh, Anika, tonight you..." Ryan nearly finishes his sentence with "should be extra careful, but doesn't. I can't sound like some paranoid guy in front of her. "Tonight you look beautiful. Here, these are for you." Ryan then reveals the Swedish flowers he had hidden behind his back, smiling.