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Pretty please give me my dad's stuff back
Date of Scene: 14 August 2020
Location: Ritz-Carlton Ballroom, Gotham
Synopsis: Alexander makes a deal to get his father's artifacts back and gets more than he bargained for.
Cast of Characters: Double Dare, Phobos




Double Dare has posed:
Critical reviews had brought the Cirque Sensationnel a lot of attention. They were the talk of the town with their newest show. In order to improve their press, the owners of the circus had chosen to do a big party in order to hobnob with those who had the money to make it all possible. This would get them more financial backers. More investors. And because all the rich and beautiful would come to the event, they couldn't pay for that level of press.

There was a lot of music and a dance floor. Finger foods and an open bar. There were also a large number of the performers themselves present, in their costumes since the circus wanted them highly visible in the crowd. They milled around, socializing with people who would likely be sneering behind their backs once they left this situation. But for not, it was a chance to meet the freaks, to be in the room with the 'animals' that they could only usually observe in the ring.

Some of the representatives for the circus that were present were a pair of sisters, their resemblance unable to be missed, matching red hair just in different styles. Their costumes were bright yellow with black accents. The crowd around them seemed to consist more of males than females, much like the lady contortionists not far away.

Phobos has posed:
    For most people, with their approach to crime and their brilliance of technique, none would be able to track them down too easily. Security cameras are marked and avoided, guards as well. And the group of people that they stole the Greek artifacts from, well they are not entirely too likely to go to the police.
    Yet there was one that came close to catching them. That blond youth with the wild eyes and that infuriating smile. Though they had gotten one over on him, it had been rather amusing. Even the butt of their joke seemed to think so as he had waved after them when they departed.
    Yet perhaps on some level they knew they might see him again. Since, of course, they had stolen something that belonged to his father? What nonsense!
    Only they perhaps never thought they would see him there, in that social gathering, with all of their circus comrades around.
    For it was in the latter part of the evening. When things had wound down, they had met entirely too many people that night, too many to remember.
    But then their attention might be gained by the laughter rising from Monique. The famed contortionist of the cirque, an older woman than them though not quite ancient, not even thirty. But her laugh was a cultivated one, beautiful and ringing. They heard it before, usually only when she was trying to charm a suitor...
    And then when they looked over they saw exactly who they were trying to charm. Oh he was in a tuxedo, and beautiful. That blond hair, those handsome features, and the way the fabric hugged those blissful contours of his body... it let them recall how he moved that night they had met.
    And he was talking to /her/.

Double Dare has posed:
Monique. They were fans of her skills. They were not fans of her as a person. She was just awful in that she was always just doing whatever made her happy. Finding someone that she thought was sexy, spending time then usually dumping them unceremoniously. All about pleasure. All about herself.

It was horrifying. Thank God they weren't like that!

"Alexandahr..." came the purring voice of Aliki as she sashayed over his way, an extra sway to her hips, the braid flowing the opposite side as she walked. She ran a hand over his shoulder then moved to put herself part way in front of him.

"You are a naughty boy," Margot added as she came around the other side. She firmly planted herself to the side of her sister.

Monique was going to have none of that. Her lips pursed in a pout and she twisted to move around them, lithely placing herself in front of the sisters. Her smile was dazzling. "You know the riff raff?"

"Riff raff?" Aliki repeated a little shrilly.

"Monique, you push your luck. This one is off limits."

Phobos has posed:
    As the two acrobats wandered over, they could see him stealing a glance in their direction. Just a quick look, a smile that slips into place like some sly glimmer of amusement before he looks back to Monique and continues with the conversation, even as they draw closer.
    "There is something to be said about the Eastern exercises don't you..." Yet whatever he was about to say is lost to the annals of time as Margot and Aliki interpose themselves. His smile grows as he looks to the side at them, perhaps a little puzzled...
    And then they lay /claim/ to him. Which causes his eyebrows to rise. A glance back toward Monique and he looks as confused as her as he says. "To be fair, Mademoiselle Monique, they are sort of the reason I am here."
    Then to the sisters he says, "It is so good to see you both again?" His voice lilting up there at the end, as if trying to figure out what game they're playing.

Double Dare has posed:
"Are you asking? Or telling?" Aliki asks, tilting her head to the side slightly.

"He must be telling. He knows that it is good to see us," Margot adds, putting a hand on her hip.

"THEY are why you are here?" Monique demands, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the duo before focusing back on Alexander.

The sisters shifted, trying to put themselves between her and Alexander again. Which is avoided by the sisters deftly stepping right back where they were. They both were smirking at Monique.

Aliki then turned, putting her hand on Alexander's chest again and smiling up at him as Margot maintained her guard position. "You missed us, Alexandahr? It was the kisses, oui?"

Phobos has posed:
    "Oh yes," Those hazel eyes maintain much of their curious gleam to them, though now Aliki has them all to herself as he smiles, meeting her gaze. He draws his lower lip between his teeth as if trying to hide the smile but it's clear there even as for the moment Monique is forgotten.
    "From afar, your waving, the kisses blown on the wind. It drew me to you both inexorably." The way he speaks, the easy-going flow of words, it's almost as if he meant them. But then he looks toward Margot, the more guarded of the pair as he murmurs.
    "But also I thought it might be nice to have a moment where we could talk together, uninterrupted."
    And only then does Alexander remember poor Monique, to whom he smiles and tilts his head. "If you'll forgive me, Monique. I do have to conduct some business with the sisters here. Duty calls, I am sure you understand." Perhaps she will, perhaps she won't. Whichever way it goes, however. That is how it must be.
    That done he covers the younger sister's hand upon his chest, fingers across her knuckles, his thumb lightly stroking the palm of her hand as his eyes find hers. "I know it must seem crass for me to bring it up, but well. I must." The artifacts they stole. How dull.

Double Dare has posed:
"HMPF!" Monique actually stomps her foot on the ground then turns and walks away, a trail of admirers following. Certainly someone else will gain her attention, though none are as lovely as the one left behind with the aerialists.

Now that she is gone, Margot turns to focus fully on Alexander again. Her frown is obvious as he brings up what she feared he was here about. "Non. We do not wish to discuss."

Aliki shrugs, "I might wish to, sister. I mean, what sort of deal did you want to make to get them back?"

Margot rolls her eyes and reaches out to try to tug her sister again, only for the smaller of the pair to resist, giving her a look over her shoulder. "Margot, you are no fun. I am certain he would offer us something in return. After all, we found his stolen items for him!"

Margot's eyes widen then the frown turns upside down, slowly turning into a wicked grin. "This is true. A reward is in order. I believe the museum offered one. But perhaps you have something we would like..." She flicked her eyes over him from head to toe and back up ever so slowly. "Better."

Phobos has posed:
    Those jade green and palish blue eyes hold Aliki's for a time, and the way his smile shifts crooked it's almost as if he were already whispering quiet intimacies shared together with their heads resting upon a pillow. Just the way he keeps his gaze on her, and slowly strokes his thumb right there in that slow leisurely circle.
    Margot can likely see, the way he's working that bewitchment. Aliki ever was the easier of the two to move toward such wild carefree indulgence. Yet Margot...
    His eyes shift back to her and he says gently even as he turns just enough to include her in their small circle shared, as if the conversation were broadening. Around them the remaining visitors and patrons continue their discussions, and there are still servers wandering through with their cups and appetizers.
    Yet as far as Alexander cares, the world is just them right now. With the potential for things to resolve peacefully, as well as many branches of fate blossoming before them with the potential for a world shared.
    "I know, that if the items were returned, I personally would be very grateful. There is little..." He looks back to Aliki and smiles, then looks slyly back to Margot. "That I would deny someone should they do me such a fine favor. What could you possibly wish of me?"

Double Dare has posed:
"I think you are a bad boy and not to be trusted. Even if we made a deal," Aliki says, this time with the little pout on her face. She still hadn't moved that hand, continuing to rest it on his chest and holding herself ever so close.

Margot shook her head, the wicked grin still in place but green eyes narrowing slightly. "Non, I think he is a good boy. Would keep his word. If he did not, we would be forced to take everything back. And more." She leaves the threat hanging in the air, then slips a little closer herself, running her hand along his arm, feeling his bicep and tricep with the light touch. Course, if he is a typical male, he will automatically tense that muscle. Not consciously perhaps but that seems to be what always happens.

"You get back your items," Aliki purrs.

Margot picks up the statement, that symbiotic seemingness between them evident. "And you owe us. Four favors. One for each item."

"Two a piece. To be fair," Aliki adds with a sharp look at her sister.

Margot makes a face, wrinkling up her nose in annoyance but nods. "Two each." Are they making the deal with him or each other?

Phobos has posed:
    As they draw closer they create this small synergy, electricity lighting through them, each becoming hyper-aware of the others, their hands resting upon him and one hand holding Aliki's touch to his chest... though his other rests then upon Margot's hip as he turns his head now to look at her.
    His lips part as his eyes find her gaze, his breathing steady though deep as he draws a long breath. They'll see the faint dimpling of his skin where the hairs stand up on end. His eyes hood as his gaze drifts lower. She can almost feel those eyes on her, that tight bodice, the open area of her firm abs, those long legs. She has felt many a man's gaze on her before. But none quite like how Alexander's eyes devour her.
    Then his lip curves upwards, a warm smile, teasing as he looks between them both and he murmurs. "One each. For now."
    His hand eases from Aliki's to lightly touch her chin, lifting it slightly as he is a good height taller than her. Then he leans close...
    And even there in the middle of the party he has no qualms, no hesitation about kissing her. Stealing that first touch of intimacy right in the middle of the party while people laugh and walk around. A few people glance over as his jaw opens hungrily and their tongues find each other. A brief blazing explosion of heat and lust in that kiss.
    And then it's over as he eases back and squeezes Margot's hip gently as he murmurs. "Then one more favor after the artifacts are returned."

Double Dare has posed:
Aliki leans into that contact, more than happy to taste him for the first time. Her lips part almost as soon as they brush his, tongue teasing out playfully, flirting much as she has been doing. Promises of so much more if they continue. Then he is drawing away.

Margot's eyes narrowed at the kiss, but she remained to his side, feeling the warmth of his hand on her hip through her costume, his fingers brushing skin since there was only so much material there. As the parted, she gave a nod. "One each. Then one /each/ after the artifacts are returned to the museum."

She moved to take a step and her arm came up, a swift punch aimed for her sister's shoulder. A reprimand for her having gotten that first intimate contact from their new toy. That is what he was in her mind.

Then she leaned in close, pressing in to claim her own kiss as Aliki shifted just enough to give her access, grinning as she allowed her big sister to get what was due her as well.

Phobos has posed:
    She is taller than her sister, almost eye-level with him as she steps forward to steal into the place Aliki was only a moment ago. That punch, that sudden seizing of place, it causes some of the people who glance over to laugh and chortle as things seem to take an almost comedic turn.
    Yet though it may be true that Aliki got the first kiss from Alexander. Later on in the night it might prey upon the younger sister's thoughts that when Margot goes in for the kiss. She definitely gets the better of the two.
    For their eyes meet, and there's an almost challenge there in between them. With Aliki he was dominant almost instantly, and she played with, enjoying being kissed and tasted. But Margot and Alexander, when their eyes meet it is a growl of intensity, a roar of confrontation. Defiance. His eyes hood and his lip curls, taking in the scent of her as his nostrils flare.
    Their lips come together quickly, roughly, as if striking fast to steal the intensity of the other. And then they're lost in that kiss, eyes closed, heads turned slightly to alternate sides so their noses brush. His tongue finds hers, and there is that sensual erotic struggle as they each taste each other, even as his hand cups her rear and pulls her to him.
    It's a kiss that goes on longer, that causes their pale skin to flush. And only ends as he draws back and /bites/ her lower lip, as if promising her something more later.
    And then they're looking each other in the eye again, breathing hard, steadily.

Double Dare has posed:
Margot had not expected that. The meeting of fire for fire. His ability to match her. The challenge met and he had shown true steel in it, although in the most sensual way possible. As she stared up at him after, her lips were parted slightly, breath short.

It was most definitely noted by the younger sister. She reached out, grabbing Margot's arm and pulling her physically away. Margot was not prepared, still stunned by the intensity of the kiss. She stumbled back at her sister's insistence the looked to the younger, practically hissing at her with annoyance.

And then it was on.

Perhaps he expected them both to take turns, be okay. Instead, he was seeing the other side of the sisters as what could only be described as a catfight broke out right in front of him as the two sisters went for each other. Swings, punches, grappling as they fell to the floor.

It took only a moment for the other performers to come over, even Monique, to help separate the siblings and try to get them /away/ from the crowd before they had a chance to cause any more financial damage to the show!

Phobos has posed:
    To be fair Alexander did not expect this at all. He had never met women like them. Oh there had been times in the past when someone had vied for his affections, competed with another. But their methods were underhanded, or political, trying to cause them embarrassment or to get them to slip up and say something that Alexander might well not care for.
    But this...
    This was another thing entire. To indulge in those kisses with the two sisters who lived life to the fullest. To have them both give in to that lovely intensity. Only to see them round on each other and then suddenly be at each other's throats with the proverbial tooth and claw.
    It was wonderful.
    Oh, on some level he might argue against it. But the moment they fought over him, he was entirely theirs. In the future he would recall that moment as the time his heart grew to encompass the warmth of affection it took to encompass them both as he laughed. Oh the onlookers were shocked, and some people did laugh as well to be fair. Though there were some white knights that stepped forward and circus performers as well to protect them.
    And in that moment a large man of Alexander's age suddenly steps forwards in his tuxedo. Maxwell Rosenford, of the New Hampshire Rosenfords. "The fuck are you doing, man?"

Double Dare has posed:
Various people were trying to pull the two girls apart. Which sadly led to one of the clowns getting punched right in his bright red nose before Aliki leapt at her sister again. Only to get caught by the strongman who held her and tried to keep her from getting around him.

Margot shook off the hands of those holding her, glaring daggers in the direction of her sister.

Until those words made it through from the man confronting Alexander. "Non!" One minute she was standing there, the next she had leapt upwards over the head of those blocking her and was landing on the ground near the man accosting Alexander. "You leave him alone! Aliki!"

The strong man made the mistake of looking that direction and suddenly his arms were empty as the flexible acrobat wiggled free. She too was suddenly next to her sister, the very one she had been fighting with seconds before, to eyeball the man who was accosting /their/ toy.

"He did nothing wrong."

"No, it was Aliki."

"It was Margot. But you do not get to talk to him this way."

"On this we agree, sister."

Phobos has posed:
    "You see what you're doing?" Maxwell gestures in the direction of the the acrobats, not knowing entirely that one has forced her way free while the other has slipped free, and to be fair they are much smaller than the socialite youth who is now scowling angrily at Alexander.
    An Alexander, that for the record, is just looking at the guy with his hands up as he says around a laugh, "I just work here, man."
    Which causes Maxwell to grimace as he says, "You gotta treat these women with respect! Why don't you get the fuck out of here!" And as he says that he leans forwards and /pushes/ at Alex, causing him to stagger back a step. Two. Even as his eyes widen a little and he shoots a glance at Margot, then Aliki. He grins a bit and seems about to say something more...
    But perhaps the other circus performers, who are much more familiar with the temperament of the acrobats, they try to reach forward to reestablish restraint on Margot at least. /She/ can sometimes be reasoned with. But Aliki no one touches. Since really. She bites.

Double Dare has posed:
Margot finds her arms grabbed even as she was about to step forward. Unfortunately, the other performers stop her from doing so. "Get her out of here. Now." The voice is from the ringmaster in his fancy coat and hat. "Aliki too!" he waves a hand and the strongman steps forward just in time for Aliki to leap!

Thankfully, his strongman act isn't just an act. He actually has superstrength, being a mutant. He takes her punch right in the center of the chest and sighs, reaching out to grab both of her wrists. "Come along. Try to behave. And if you bite me, I will throw you through a wall," he adds in a low voice so only she can hear.

She snarls, baring her teeth and swipes out a kick in the direction of the man who pushed Alex. Thanks to her jailer, she misses. The cursing that comes from her mouth would make a sailor blush. At least it's in French.

Somewhere in a corner, the owner of the circus was holding his face in his hands and trying not to cry at the money they are going to lose over all this.

Phobos has posed:
    Their brief moment shared broken by circumstance, the demands of show business, and the riled crowd. It leaves Alexander there some distance away even as Aliki and Margot are being escorted off apart from him. Aliki likely has mostly angry eyes for the Rosenford scion, wanting to do all sorts of terrible things to him. So it is Margot's gaze that the hazel-eyed youth finds.
    His smile is warm, charmed, not at all intimidated nor frightened by the events. She might even see him draw his lower lip between his teeth and hold it there as they look at each other from across the crowded room.
    And should he get a smile from her across that way he will blow a small kiss in her direction...
    Standing there beside the small buffet near the exit, his grin grows as he looks down. Then she'll see him hold up a folded piece of paper and slip it under the elegant statue of Aphrodite that was used for decor there upon that tray of such lavish delicacies.
    It's then that he turns, and walks towards the exit... leaving her to do as she will.