State Border

"Glad to see everyone's mostly unharmed." Romeo says, oddly calm, as the last of his friends gets in. A secnd later he stomps on the gas and they're doing 90 away from the chaos and towards the border between California and Nevada. "I take it there's not any good news to hear from guys either is there?" he asks, wondering if he should tell them about his mother or not.

He glances over at Alex. That last vision must have been a hell of a thing, because it seems she's fallen asleep, but in all that chaos she must have actually passed out. Looking in the mirror he looks the others over. Dustin is dirty and bloody, same as Natasha. Westlyn looks like her clothes are hospital issue or something, and already their're a bit dirty.

"I saw the first stop is a Holiday Inn so we can all relax a little, what do you guys think?" Romeo asks, looking back at the road, speeding up to 95, nearing 100, on the straight, flat desert road that leads into oblivion.
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Outskirts

Lycan simply moves to the side and grabs the dagger as it passes by his neck, barly cutting a few strands of his fur. He then tosses it down at Golem, aiming for his eye so that it will go through and into his brain.

As Golem struggles for a moment with his brain being reconfigured he looksup and lets out a yell...then falls silent as the dagger does it's job. He then falls to the ground with a dull thud, causing the ground to shake and a puff of dirt and sand to rise up around him.

"And you should know, my crazy Russian comrade, that I know everything about my followers, especially the simplist way to dispatch them, should they turn on me." Lycan says coldly, looking down on Psycho as a jet passes by high over the sky.

(that is the General's jet, but lt it be for now, i gots plots!)

"You should have saw me a minute ago I didn't look this handsome" He said referring to his alright comment. Dustin go in the back of the car since all the seats were taken, which he really didn't mind as long as he got out of there." Sorry about the blood I'm getting in the back of your car " he said as he noticed the fact that his clothes where now more filthy than they were before." Nope no good news here at all" he said as he looked down." That is fine I just need to take a shower. Do you have some clothes I can borrow I really need some" he said looking at Romeo


(Short Post I know)

Westlyn was gazing at the back of the seat before her, expression blank and lifeless. Dammmit, they had really messed up when they had attacked Cole. She felt disgusting, but she looked better than Dustin and Natasha, or at least on the outside she did. On the inside she was a wreck waiting to collapse further into darkness "I think they want me to join their ranks," she said after a couple minutes of silence. Join them? There was only one reason to join them and that was Hunter, but she didn't think that would work out. Ever. For some reason she had a strong tie to both him and Cole but she couldn't place where she had gotten it. With a sigh she rubbed her eyes and shifted her gaze out the window.

"Sure thing Dustin, there should be a duffle bag back there...just, don't mind any blood already on it..." Romeo says, looking in the rear view mirror. "My stuff should fit you, might be a little bit though. But you're wecome to them. Once we get into Nevada we can stop somewhere and get some new clothes and stuff before finding a place to rest."

Then his gaze shifted to Westlyn as she spoke of them wanting her to join their ranks. He shook his head a moment before speaking.

"Don't do it. First off, if there is even an MTD left after tonight it'll be a curse, and second, while that Hunter fella might be head over heals for you, the other one will kill you, no doubts about it. And if he doesn't...then I might, after all they've done and let happen to me..." As his anger slips away from hims Romeo's powers activate, and blades come out of his palms, cutting the top of the stearing wheel off in his hands. Calmly he rolls down the window, tosses the hunk of rubber and wood out, then shifts his gril on the wheel down some after reabsorbing his claws.
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(Rei have me permission to control her character, Psycho, however I just don't feel comfortable doing so for such as event that will soon occur between Psycho and Lycan, so i'm going to have to let that section of the story wait for a day or however long it takes for her to get back on)
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SafeHouse

Soon Hunter and Myra had Cole back up in one of the IC rooms, near where Westlyn was before. her words still echoed in his head, and every now and then he had to shake his head to clear her voice away. Thankfully, it seemed the further away she got the quieter his heart cried for her. Plus Hunter had Cole to worry about now.

All the mutants who could be caught were, and then placed in the back of a tranport van and sent off, Others were killed, and others still gt away, Mostof them got away, he powerful ones anyway. Now the building was basically empty, save for the medics, moving the hurt from floor to floor, and the engineers, making sure everything was still structurally sound. One of the mutants had completely destroyed the front doors and most of the wall they were set in.

"Sir, you have a call." one of the agents said to Hunter, handing him a cell phone. Somewhere in all of this his had been ether lost or destroyed.

"Thanks." Hunter says, taking it. "Hello? Oh, yes sir...no, things aren't good here. Yes, I can meet you there in ten. Thank you sir." After giving the man his phone back and picking up one of the standard issue walkie talkies on his way out, Hunter leaves the building, taking what is basically a police issue motorcycle, and heads to the airport to meet and breif General Margrave.

" Thanks man" Dustin said before reaching to grab the bag. He took out some black basketball shorts and a white t-shirt to put on. Taking off his dirt and blood covered clothes he slipped on the fresh clothes which felt really good even though his skin was still dirty and bloody at least the clothes he were wearing weren't. The pants had fit him exactly right but the shirt was a little tight but he really didn't mind." That sounds good to me I have been meaning to do some shopping I guess this is as good a time as any to do so" he said leaning his head over the back seat the girls were sitting on." Does blood stain you hair" he asked trying to lighten the mood in the car.Then Westlyn had made her agent comment that didn't seem to go over well with Romeo at all. Romeo told her his opinion on the topic but as he went on he started to get angry." I have to agree with Romeo on this Westlyn even though you can trust Hunter doesn't mean those other ass-holes are gonna accept you too".

Westlyn's eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms, not looking at either boy. "Nobody said I was going to join, God dammit," she growled. "I was just making a statement." Her amber gaze flashed as her irritation rose. She wasn't an idiot, like she'd ever join the likes of those agents. After a moment she looked over at Romeo, eyes still narrowed and dangerous. "It's great to know you'd kill me if Cole didn't," she muttered. Being cooped up had taken a tole, but she was more confused about why they were so interested in her, and more importantly, why Hunter even came to her rescue. The model put her gaze back out the window as she forced herself to calm. Westlyn rubbed her eyes, then covered her face in her hands and tried to think. Tried, anyway. A leech, alright, so what? What was so special about being a leech?

After about an hour of driving they began to enter a little town. There were a few tall buildings, but it was just to small to call a city, and he had missed the sign saying the name of the place. Moving through it, however, he did spot a sign for a Holiday Inn, and only a mile from a mall. He figured this would be as good a place as say to stop, so he turned in and pulled into a space right in front.

Finally he responded to Westlyn, after cooling down some. "Look, Westlyn, I'm sorry about earlier. Something happened and I...I'd rather not talk about it right now...but, anyway, I'll get us a few rooms and we can all go in and shower, then hit that mall down the road." He says, trying his best to sound calm and friendly. "Be right back."

He turned off the engine and walked inside, leaving the keys in the ignition. He was only gone for about five minutes before coming back out with three keys. "These were the last rooms they had, some kinda confrence in the area and they were almost booked. You guys can decide how to divide them up however you like." He then goes to the back and opens it, grabbing his bag the dirty clothes of Dustins, stuffing them inside to throw away later.

"Hey, Dustin, can I talked to you for a minute?" Romeo asks him quietly as he gets out of the back, so the girls won't hear him.
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SafeHouse

"Well...Hunter left one of his swords." Myra says, pointing to one of the large swords, leaning over in the corner of the room. "He said you might need it, but, I'm sure you could find an agent who could bring you one, right?" She tried to act appropriately, for his sake, but could only hope she was
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West Coast


By the time the jet had actually landed Hunter was already there. A limo was waiting at the curb for them, ready to take them wherever General Margrave saw fit. It alarmed Hunter when, so calmly, he said that he should like to go and find his wife's body, so he may bury it. he gave the limo driver the directions and they were off.

Dustin hopped out of the back of the car as Romeo went to go get some rooms for them. " It feels so good to stand up right about know" he said stretching. Dustin the took off running to the end of the hotel and then back. He had stuck in that car for about an hour and had to release some of his energy. He thought that if he didn't have a whole lot of extra energy then it would easier for him to control his anger. Once he got back to the front of the building he only had 3 keys which mean they would have to share rooms. He figured that he would have to share a room with Romeo since they were the only guys there. About to say something funny he was interrupted by Romeo asking to talk to him " Sure mate what's on your noggin" Dustin said as he walked toward where Romeo was standing.

Romeo walked over and met Dustin a little ways from the SUV, so the others wouldn't hear. he looks at his friend for a moment, then up at the sky, trying to figure out how exactly to ask him to watch over everyone while he went on a suicide run against Psycho. Eventually words found their way to his mouth.

"You know how, you have a bad dream, but you wake up and it's all over? Maybe you have a headache, or you can't get back to sleep or something but at least you can tell yourself there wasn't anything to it?" Romeo then looked down from the sky towards Dustin once more. He didn't realize it, he never really knew when or if he ever realy cried, but his eyes were wet. "Well, I didn't wake up from my dream, not really. I had a nightmare, and a bad feeling...and it was real..."

Reaching into his pocket he takes out his mother's necklace. Where the chain and diamond on the end should have been shining in the light of the early sun, they instead were a dull, dry red color. He held it up for a moment before speaking again. "This...this belonged to my mother. I found her..." He had to pause for a moment, take a breath. "I found her body this morning, in her bed. There was blood everywhere, and...a gasmask carved into the back of her neck."

Now he placed the necklace back into his pocket, and placed the back of his hand to his mouth, just thinking of that scene made him want to throw up again, but he took a breath and managed to keep it down, and then realized that he hadn't eaten anything since they had all had dinner together. Yesterday was so far away now.

The model sighed. "It's alright," she murmured when Romeo appologized. "We've all been through a lot." Westlyn stepped out of the car as the two boys began to talk. She was exhausted and it took all she had not to collapse. The sunlight hurt her eyes, but maybe that was because she had been inside for what felt weeks. She took a key from Romeo when he brought them back. "I don't care who I'm staying with, whoever wants to join me is welcome, but I'm going to go take a shower. Westlyn moved away from the group and went into the hotel, finding the room rather easily. People asked her a few questions about why they were covered in dirt, so she answered that they were doing a photo shoot and her friends were models. Immediatly she got the maids to clean her clothes and went to take a shower. The water rushed over her skin like silk. Once done she got out and changed into her now clean clothes.

Yeah man I know exactly what that feels like" he said responding to his question. As Romeo went on Dustin could see the pain building up inside of him. Then he told him the horrible thing about his mother. This made Dustin angry, how could someone hurt his friend like this. That Psycho was a horrible mutant Romeo had done nothing but try to help him then he goes off and do this to him. It made him feel as if someone had killed his grandma all over again the same pain came into his heart and all he wanted for his friend was closure no matter how he had to get it." Man I got your back whatever we got to do to get that bastard we will okay. Look we're sharing a room anyway so let's talk about this later right now you mate need something to eat and maybe a drink who cares about age right now". He patted his friend on the shoulder as they headed back to the truck to get the remainder of the stuff out of it.

"Yeah...thanks." Romeo says, wiping his eyes on his sleeve then smiling. He watches as Westlyn goes off, and as they enter he hands the last key to Alex, then hey split up and head to their own rooms. "Here we go, room 313, my lucky number." Romeo says with a smirk as he unlocks the door and they head inside. He tosses his bag aside and goes over to the phone. "You said not to worr about age, right?" he asks, looking back at Dutin and grinning, running a hand through his few days old beard, "I've been told I pass fo forty like this, if you can believe it. Plus, I paid in cash, a little extra to not be obothered in fact, so we can get anything we like from room service."

Romeo then turns his back and takes up the phone. He orders up a little of everything, including a couple of suits, since those are the only close this place can provide them, and alot more, then hangs up, turns, and collapses onto the bed with a long, drawn out sigh of relief.

((OCC: Sorry for not posting for a couple days, my internet had a hissy fit.))
Natasha scratched at the wound in her arm, trying to use the pain to distract her from paranoid thoughts as she exited the car. Westlyn had been offered a job in the MTD, she was wearing some of their hospital clothes and the one called Hunter was, well, smitten with her in no small degree. She new it was unlikely that she'd admit to the offer if she had accepted but this didn't stop her from getting nervous, no longer trusting the woman. All lies... She thought as Ronin and Dustin talked out of even her earshot, her stomach grumbled audibly. The mutant had not eaten for quite some time and all the running, fighting and injury was only tripling her hunger. With only 3 keys for the 5 mutant runaways it seemed she would have to share a room with one of the other girls, deciding it best be Alex. "I'll s-share a room with you, W-westlyn isn't t-ttrustworthy..." She said to Alex before walking off to the mall she had spotted earlier to get some supplies. It didn't take her long to get there and since she knew what she needed to wasn't much longer before she returned with a bag of groceries, Mimic didn't trust food others had prepared and was usually a better cook than they were. The trickiest part of obtaining the food was getting the money, she had to 'borrow' somebody's bank card and found its pin by contact.

She had memorized the room number on the key Alex had been given and quickly found it, ignoring all others in her path and entering. Nat found they had a stove and placed the pan she had thought to buy on it, preparing a stir fry with great care and large enough to feed the whole group if necessary.

" I'll keep that in mind " he said to Romeo as they walked into the room. It was a nice size room two guy's would fit in there easily. " Age don't matter" he said laughing as he checked out the rest of the room." I don't about 40 but definitely old enough to get hammered" he said to Romeo leaning against the wall. The guys hadn't shaved in a while and you could see the scruff on both of there faces." Hey I'm going to take a shower when you call make sure to get some briefs too and I want a T-bone with sautéed onions and garlic mash potatoes that sounds good to me right about now". Dustin then went to get in the shower. The hot water felt wonderful against his skin. He saw all the dirt and blood falling off of him and he it was a lot of it. Grabbing the hotel shampoo and conditioner he was his hair getting all the gunk out of his hair.

Romeo mumbled inaudably into the soft bed in responce to Dustin. He didn't feel like moving, so as his friend said he'd take a shower Romeo only gave him a thumbs up and sighed happily again. It wasn't long, however, before he felt someone was at the door. He was no psychic, as far as he knew at least, but he felt it all the same, so flipping over his head in a very bad summersault, he got off the bed and went over to the door, opening it just as Westlyn was about to knock.

"Oh, hello, have we met before?" Romeo asks with a smile, moving aside so she can come in. "Sorry, come inside if you want. Dustin's taking a shower, and I'm waiting on the food and clothes to arrive...so I'll appologuise in advance if he were to walk out naked." he then laughs a little, trying to keep his mind off of things that have happened recently, and also trying not to offend Westlyn enough to make her slap him. "If there's anything you'd like, I can order it up for you as well. I was actually just about to shave."

Laughing a little Romeo turns and walks across the room to a small area with a desk, and a large mirror on the wall behind it. Then he raises his hand and produces a small, very sharp blade and places a papertowl down before he begins to shave, oddly delicately, with the blade. In truth he often lets his beard grow for a week or more soemtimes without shaving, but he hates the feel, and so tried to keep clean, save for his trimmed jawline beard, all the time.

Alex took the room key from Ronin and nodded at Natasha, "Yeah, okay, that's cool. But what makes you think I am, I mean... You don't know me. But don't worry, I don't think I could hurt you if I wanted to." She said with a smile towards the older girl. She then made her way to the room she would be sharing with Natasha. She sighed and decided to listen to her iPod, she really didn't feel like doing anything, if she where tired she would've taken a nap, but she wasn't tired. She frowned and looked up at the ceiling, she realized at that moment that she would probably not be going home, ever. She sat down on a bed and listened to her music softly until Natasha came back in and started... cooking. She turned her iPod off and walked over to her, "Hey, that smells pretty good." She smiled, "You planning on eating all that by yourself?"

"D-don't tempt me, heh..." Natasha grinned, not taking her eyes off the food she prepared as she responded to Alex. as her stomach grumbled in protest to the waiting. She ignored it, the stir fry was almost done and only need a few more minutes as she added a few things to the mix. "B-Better tell t-the guys not to ffill up on hotel f-ffood or else I-I'll eat it aall myself." Mimic joked, feeling genuinely happy for once and she worked. The girl had learnt to cook from her mother and it reminded her of when life was not so dangerous and complicated, before she had powers, a mental problem and MTD on her arse 24/7. She turned the stove off and let the rest of the cooking be done by the residual heat while she washed her hands and found a couple of plates in a draw, placing them on the bench.
((OCC: Sorry for the short post, I'm tired and sick.))

[GOSH DANGIT it deleated my post D:: now I have to retype it...]

She waited outside the door for a few moments before the door opened to reveal Romeo. A small thank you came from her lips as she entered the hotel room. Her attention was caught by his words. "Yeah well if Dustin comes out of that room naked then don't blame me if I throw something at him." There was a distant chuckle in her voice but it didn't appear on her face. Westlyn sank into the couch and seemed to find the floor interesting for her gaze was plastered to it like it was holding a secret from her. "I'm sorry about earlier," she said after a long silence. Her amber gaze avoided watching him as he shaved. "I.. I think they did something to me. I'm drawn back in the direction of the base but my whole being doesn't want to go back..." She trailed off, hoping it didn't sound as stupid as she thought it did.

Romeo listened intently as Westlyn spoke. If he had gathered everything right, she had been drugged, at least twice he would guess, so it wouldn't suprise him if they had used some special chemical on her, but, he doubted it. Then he thought about that guy, Hunter. He had seemed awfully attracted to her. It made sense, to a degree, after all she was a model, but it seemed like there was more to it then that.

"Well," Romeo began, then pauses to put the blade away in a drawer, then gather up the paper towel to throw it away as he walked over to where Westlyn sat, "I'm wondering, if maybe it has something to do with you. You're powers, more specifically. You used them on me and Dustin, and aside from the normal affect, nothing else happened, right? But that MTD guy, Hunter I think it was, after you used your powers, he was head over heels for you. Maybe you're addictive, and because he had that weird summoning powers, he's trying to summon you back to him..."

This was all just a guess of course, and completely made up as he spoke, as Romeo was never one to think things over so throughly, but, once said ti sounded almost simple and enough to work, maybe even a little smart, but he doubted it.

"However, we have a bigger issue," He says with mock seriousness in his voice and on his face as he makes a sharp throwing knife and hands it to her. "If our friend does walk out naked, I believe it is in the best intrest of our funny bone that you throw something very sharp," he then grins evilly, "After all, anything that 'accidentally' gets cut off will gorw back, right?"

He then leans bck a little and smiles widely, half expecting her to slap him for that comment.
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Outskirts

Lycan smiled and began reverting back to his werewolf form as he was slung away from Paycho. He was just about to say something when the wave of energy suddenly hit him, paralyzing him and causing him to fall to the ground like a stone. He lie there, convulsing, tyring to fight off the assault as best he could, however, eventually his body goes limp, his eyes wide and dark. Inside, his heart still beats, slowly, but his mind has been turned off. As his body keeps him alive his mind is off somewhere by itself now, maybe never to return.
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SafeHouse

"My God, what did all of this?" General Margrave says, as Hunter leads him around the perimeter of the building. "Such destruction...and you said this all sarted yesterday when Psycho and Lycan began to tussle in the desert? How!?"

"Well sir, several unidentified mutants appeared, all of them fairly young adults, who actually seemed to try and ais us. However, this caused Psycho to unleash his full fury on us before fleeing as out back up arrived. We then captured as many as we could, but they somehow managed to get together and escape, and now we can find no trace of them anywhere..."

The more he spoke the more Westlyn's worries flooded and churned. Alright, it did kind of make sense that her power could have zapped Hunter so harshly he had been drawn to her. But could it have been that she had also been part of the equation and she had attached herself to him? "It does make a little sense, I guess, but I don't think he could summon me... could he?" She couldn't help but wonder.

After moments she was lost in her own thoughts. Hunter, Hunter, Hunter... The model had to shake herself to pull herself from it. Just the name made her space out and she feared that soon it would completely devour her. Westlyn blinked several times before realizing that Romeo had finished speaking. Then suddenly he was handing her a sharp throwing knife. Her eyes caught hold of his grin and she couldn't help but let it also form onto her face at his words. "That's not nice," she said in a fake annoyed voice, "but it will do. Let's just hope he has enough sense not to go crazy that a model is in his room while he's naked." Westlyn giggled before putting the knife under her thigh to cover.

Dustin got out the shower and turned it off. He then got the towel and dried himself off; noticing that he didn't have anything in the bathroom he decided to wrap the towel around his waist and go ask about the stuff. " Hey Romeo did that stuff come because I need some...". He stopped when he realized that Romeo was not alone in the room. Making sure the towel was firm around his waist he said" Hey Westlyn when did you get in here". Dustin was looking for the complementary robes that he saw earlier but he couldn't for some reason now find them. " So what are you guys talking about in here" he said trying to take the attention off of him with the towel wrapped around him. There was a breeze that he felt but he wouldn't dare bring it up to them. Just when he was about to make his way back to the bathroom there was a knock at the door." Thank God" dustin said as Rome got up to go answer the door.

Alexis smiled and nodded, "You want me to go tell 'em now? 'Cause I can." She thought for a moment, wondering if they should really share with the guys, they where bound to be dolling themselves up and trying to look pretty. "But, maybe it would be better if we ate first. I'm hungry, and I don't really want to starve to death. I'm fifteen for god's sake, I need to eat. And from watching him yesterday, I found that Dustin eats a lot." She grinned as she looked at the pan and rubbed her hands together, her not-so-subtle way of asking if she could attack the food yet. She decided to add on a simple, "The guys are probably getting themselves cleaned up anyway, Dustin was filthy." She made a face to add on some emphasis. Before smiling sweetly at Natasha.

Romeo smiles, glad to see Westlyn grin, then he cracks up laughing after a moment when Dustin comes out in just a towel. He actually has to stop himself from laughing while the men come in, glancing around with curious looks when they see Dustin nearly naked with another man and Westlyn, the model, in the same room. However, a sharp glare from Romeo quiets their curiosity enough, for the moment, and they bring in the food and everything else then leave.

"There." Romeo says with a sigh as he walks over and looks everything over. "There's plenty of food, I ordered practically everything they had...and, ah, here it is. I'll just take this if you two don't mind." Reaching under the cart the men left for them he takes out a bottle of whiskey and a glass and walks over to the large dining table off to the side of the room. "Dig in, have your fill. I know you have to be hungry by now Westlyn, so please, eat, or you'll make me feel bad."

When he smiled at her, there was no humor in it, and his eyes were distant and slightly cold, not because he was looking at her, but at his memories. Without another word he opened the bottle and poured himself half a glass, then, on second thought, filled it. In one gulp he downed half of it and winced as it seared his throat. he honestly didn't know if that was a good or a bad burn, because he'd never drank anything before, save for the occasional glass of champagne on New Years Eve. Letting out a long, low sigh he finishes off the glass and pours another.
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SafeHouse

Hunter was mostly silent when Cole showed up. He felt no ill will towards his friend and, what he could only assume now to be former partner, and knew that, as quickly as possible, he would go after them again, and that he might well die. However, he also knew there was no way to prevent this short of killing the man, which he could never do.

With the inspection over General Margrave dismissed Cole, and then Hunter after another few words, a warning really. After that Cole decided it would be best to stay there and help in anyway that he could. To start, however, he visited Myra in the hospital area outside, which was really just a large tent with supplies where they were treating the men and mutants who needed urgent care and couldn't be moved much.

Please, where ever you are Westlyn, be safe. Keep those friends of yours close and never let them go, because they might just be able to save your life... Hunter thinks as he helps.
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"What are your orders General?" one of the agents asks.

"For now, do what you can here. I want this place picked over with a fine toothed comb until her discover exactly what happened here. As for those who got away, I have another team coming in to take care of them..." General Margrave said, tipping his hat low to cover his eyes as he spoke.

What he called 'another team' was actually a sort of MTD SWAT team, a small group of mutants who had been brainwashed into doing anything the General told them. Their powers are amazingly strong, and feel no mercy towards their targets. However, an idea nags at the back of his mind, that being, They are strong, a good team...but, if I could aquire Romeo and his friends, they could be even greater...

When Dustin walked out Westlyn collapsed into giggles. She almost fell out of her chair while fighting to hold tight to the dagger. At his question she looked up and smiled, showing the knife before her. "I got here a couple minutes ago to take care of some.. buisness." She put on an almost evil smirk but then she let out a short laugh and put the weapon down. "Get some clothes on, you hunk of muscle, before I get bored and start trying to steal the towel." The model was clearly sarcastic, not trying to be at all slutish. She had grown up with her brothers so it didn't bother her much. When Romeo answered the door and the food arrived she watched it warily. "I'd love to eat," she said quietly, "but I think I'll just have a drink." Westlyn gently took a glass of water and pulled it to her lips. Water was a necessity, and that was all. Besides, she wasn't paid to get fat off food. Being a model was the only way to hide her true identity, and she wasn't about to throw it away.

Romeo sighs and frowns as he sips his wiskey slowly. "I take it this means you still have a life when this is all over, right? Well, I'm happy for you, and I wish you luck, but still, you really should eat something. Your body needs food so that it can break it down into energy, that energy is then used to keep all the operations working in top notch condition, right? So, if you don't have the energy, and you get hurt, then you'll have to have me, or 'Muscle hunk' over there to heal you, right? And, I'm sure you figured this out by now, but I'm just too damned ugly to be a model, or even her assistant."

He smiles and laughs a little then and takes another long, slow sip. Already he is a little drunk, but that's just fine because he has nothing left but his friends, and they're all with him now. Excluding, of course, the fact that Alex and Natasha were not in the same room, but he could feel their presence all the same, and that was enough.