He lifted her hand, a movement that seemed to gently but suddenly leap into her territory, but she had pretty much given him permission, so she did not say anything or pull back her hand. First line he pointed to was her Loveline. Oh great, that one must look like butchered roadkill these days. What love did she have to speak of? Raph? Surely he was the only love she had experienced, but she had no love for her family, she did not even know them. The only family she had were her cousins Amp and Vibe and guess what, they were the badguys. It's hard to fight the only family you have left, so it was more of a 'I can do this better' competition than battles.

Next came her head line, it should be a headblob considered just how undereducated she was. Everyone kept offering to teach her how to read, she could read a menu at McDonalds and so far that was good enough for her. Since she did not have an education, it would have to be her creativity that triumphed, made sense. But instead of saying all this, she just said "Mhm." Adventurous? Sometimes a tad bit too adventurous, she'd need to slow down to rejoin the X-Men.

He noticed the break early in her life, the tramatic experiences, it was a good thing she did not have words etched into her lifeline that he could read or it would say "CRAZY" all over her hand. Or maybe it would just say "ouch". It was rather interesting hearing all of this. Yes, her intentions were good, but it was a matter of nature vs nuture. When she had lived out on the streets, she learned how to steal, how to do bad, now she actually learned that what she had done was bad and she needed to follow other people's advice and examples or she would go right back to that lifestyle, which she had already done once.

He took her hand and began to caress it, running his fingers up and down hers, it tingled, it tingled a lot. In fact, no one had really touched her like that for the past year or so and it was like getting used to it all over again, though she never got used to it in the first place. Oh grande! She could feel the blush pricking her cheeks and she tried to hold it back, but the hand caress tingled so much! She stiffled a laugh by biting her lower lip but it was a close call.

Uh-oh, she probably should not have heard the last bit. It was a constant moral debate, do things her way or do them the right way and this one suggested she do it her way, which had only lead to trouble. Maybe she would develop a new way? It was all much too confusing. He gave her back her hand, which still tingled and she rubbed a cold margarita hand over it, hoping to settle the feeling down, but it didn't and she turned to staring at her toes before staring back up at him.

It was almost like the little red riding hood scene. Oh my, Venus, what big muscles you have! All the more strength to sweep you up into my arms. Oh my, Venus, what a broad face you have! All the more cunning to smother you with it. Oh my, Venush, what... the thoughts immediately ended. What the hell was she thinking? This was why she stayed clear of being touched, her adrenaline would pump too fast.

"And have you ever figured yourself out?" she said, trying to think of something other than sitting there like an idiot with her mind wandering.

(sorry this post is short, I wanted to see fade's response before I went further.)


He could tell behind her eyes there was a lot more going on then the "Mhm."’s he was getting but that was a good thing, and the blush on her cheeks didn’t hurt either. He watched in pleasure as he realized that her appreciative look went from biceps, to face, to more interesting topics. He recognized the assessment because he practiced it all the time; he was pretty obvious about such things, even if he was decent at providing a reason. She was biting her lip…he moistened his own. Why wasn’t he allowed to simply throw her over his shoulder and take her somewhere private, where she could be properly seduced...

~~"And have you ever figured yourself out?"

“Yes, I have. What would you like to know?” he now set facing her, of course that meant with the little amount of space he was forced to put his knees out so that they went to either side of her chair. Hopefully the effect was more along the lines of making a personal space for the two and not claustrophobia inducing, though he figured someone that could walk threw walls wouldn’t be likely to worry about it. He offered her his palm so she could read it if she wanted.

He offered up his hand for her to read and she took it and laid it in her hands. Tracing his previous movements, she ran her fingers over the different lines, acting like she knew what she was doing. In truth, she had no clue, and it was obvious, but it was better to act confident then to just stumble around. "Hmmm, this is your life line right?" she asked, running her hands over what she could remember he ran his fingers over, but it could have been the wrong one.

Acting with an air of confidence, although it was sort of a mocking joking tone, she was not mocking him though. "Well, your lifeline is red, which would say you are a rather red guy and you've had red in your life," she said through a smile as she tried to hold back, but it showed through quite vibrantly. "There, you're turn," she said, still curling her fingers around his lifeline like he did to her.

"What do you see in your lifeline?" She did not know about breaks and disturbances. Wait, didn't detectives use prints to tell a murderer's profile? Or was that just for fingerprints? Maybe she should go to school, but at this age, she just felt it was too late. She was never meant for office work, she was a reconniassance mutant and that was what she would do for the rest of her life.

~~ "Hmmm, this is your life line right?"

A bemused expression painted itself across his facial features as he nodded. This would be interesting.

~~ "Well, your lifeline is red, which would say you are a rather red guy and you've had red in your life,"

“So, true. Too true.”

~~"There, you're turn,"

He pushed her finger along his life line a little bit further down the line enjoying her mimicking of his caresses of her hand. “It seems my life may see a bit more red in it as well.” A well placed glance point toward her scarlet hair.

~~"What do you see in your lifeline?"

“Well, my life line is pretty similar to yours so, it states that similat strength and enthusiasm for things we do. You’ll also notice where yours breaks, mine has a slash, it means that I too had a od change in my youth as well, beat you can’t guess how growing into a mass of muscle and turning red does to a preteen.”
ohhhh, that could be bad if she wanted to know what really happened… oh well perhaps it would buy a bit of sympathy and another step with her in the right direction.

He then gestured back to his palm. “You’re up.” he dropped his hand to rest on the edge of her knee.” Why break contact instead of gain more?

If he said he had more red in the future, she was not sure if he was referring to her hair color or the bright color her cheeks were slowly becoming. Dammit, Jenny, grow some, she mentally told herself, muffling a giggle from the words she used. Grow some? But then that would defeat the purpose of being a woman!? Maybe she better not think too hard about that, it was not always the safest idea to giggle about thoughts that no one else could hear.

Somehow a preteen that bulged up with muscles and such would become the head jockey of the football team and loved by everyone. Maybe he at least had a school he attended. He was educated, he had to have gone to school, although there were actually quite a few mutants who had not had the pleasure of living that life style. Damn schools and their parents. She hated retelling her past because usually everyone realized that since she never went to school she did not know how to read and then that always turned out badly. She hated it when people judged her or when they said 'sorry' for something that was not their fault or anything like that.

"Oh come on, least you turned some heads," she joked, choosing to avoid the whole 'oh pity me' path because it was rather boring from her perspective. Maybe he'd tell her some other day, maybe she'd be more interested some other day, in fact. His hand dropped to her knee and it jumped slightly. Contact? Yes, it was something she was not accustomed to these days. Maybe she got a hug from someone or a gentle smile or a fist flying towards her face but really nothing too much more. There went her cheeks again. She really needed to toughen up.

"Right," she smiled through a small huff, it was her attempt at being 'tough' although it failed miserably. What better way for more contact than to dance? The dance floor was taken up by a few people brawling but she could phase through them and it did not look like it was really bother him much, he was too big of a guy. She jumped to her feet after finishing her drink, grabbed his hand that was on his knee and tugged slightly, there was no point to pulling, he was obviously harder to move than a truck with it's parking break on. "Dance?"

~~"Oh come on, least you turned some heads,"

“yeah we did.” They weren’t female heads , they weren’t even the heads of their peers, it was the head of a pro human organization and their fanatical study and attempt on taking out the problem with he problem…a gigantic red boy that they had to import electrified adamantium to retain him, that was worth investing in.

“but you are turning heads as we speak.” And you know she was a good looking woman if other men could ignore the male speaking with her that probably would have trouble hiding behind a refrigerator.


~~"Right," "Dance?"

“ as if you had to ask.” The current song was a little bit of a throw back as it had a funky base line control where the song went. Venus Liked it. He took her hand and began to dance right there. He shot Jupiter a look and then nodded to the Dance floor.

Jupiter grinned as he noted a few other couples waiting at the edges of the dance floor. Standing up from the stool he downed the blue bottle that was in his hand. And the bartender was there in a flash. “ Hey Jup, no Collateral damage!” he called to the large man’s back. Jupiter strode into the six man brawl and before the first three new that he was there. He whipped one with his tail sending him to the floor, he punched a Metal covered drunk in the head leaving a dent that popped back out as he hit the floor. The third a man with a black light look to him got a punch to the gut and he crumple over. The fact that they weren’t flying threw the air said that Jupiter took the bartender seriously. The next second Jupiter was throwing a short stout hairy man with a cowboy hat and claws out the back door. A blue fellow with a tail disappeared in a poof of black smoke and sulfur. *bamf* and a canjun got his staff served to his face. The little blue fellow poofed back and then both him and the canjun were gone. The short hairy one was running back threw the exit door roaring no less. and the teleporter helped ole mutton chops make an exit.

Jupiter stood there for a second and then presented the floor to the couples who let out a small applause, he returned back to his roost, it took less than a minute total.

Venus grinned to Fade, “now then, where were we.” He took her hand and accompanied her to the dance floor and began to dance. Venus danced like he did other things, he didn’t hear many complaints about either. He only restrained him self slightly allowing his hands to move across her back above the waist, if she deemed it appropriate then they would probabl attempt to traverse the whole of fade’s fine form.

Typical Jenny to take things quite literally. She looked around to see if anyone was looking at her. Maybe one was, but that was probably because he thought it was interesting that a young woman was talking to a giant red man. He was like her own personal Red Bull. Before she was able to think any longer, he had taken her hand and was already dancing around, moving her towards the dance floor. Alcohol has a way of making people think they could dance, and currently, she thought she could dance.

Suddenly, a fight broke out. Fade's currently blue eyes shot wide open and she peered through Venus to see what was going on. Why the hell had a fight broken out? Was there something they did wrong? Abyss's huge body blocked her from watching any more and she struggled to peer around him before finally simply phasing through his body. It would look rather weird for her to do this, so she turned invisible the second her head popped out of his back to look onto the fight. Her hands were still resting on Venus, but she wanted to see what that was all about. Apparently, his brother had cleared the floor.

Sighing in relief, she pulled her head out of his body and turned visible, hoping he hadn't noticed where she darted off to, having someone phase through you body is a rather uncomfortable feeling when it finally dawns on you. Right, where were they? "Uh, I don't know where we left off. You were going to tell me what kind of dances you can do...?" she asked in confusion, it was the only thing she could think of at the moment.

(points to “The dance floor was taken up by a few people brawling” in your post. Did I misunderstand something?)

“whoooo!” was the sound of surprised a giant makes when an attractive woman got so close she could look out your back. At first he wasn’t sure if she was just getting close…and then she was really close and then she was leaning through him, he took the moment to appreciate her back and booty. What?, how could she possibly catch his obvious appraisal of her form if she was leaning through him? and then she was turning invisible. He wondered momentarily about the possibilities that invisibility could play in other circumstances….Shaking his head he returned his mind from the lude.

“um is everything ok in there?” Venus had to fight to saying nothing about being in him and the inevitable turn of tables his mouth would work on that sentence.

She wasn’t bloody or anything and he had seen some od things in his life but that was so sudden and unintrusive for how intrusive it appeared.

"Uh, I don't know where we left off. You were going to tell me what kind of dances you can do...?"

“Right, I can do a lot of stuff.Bokko, Kuduro,beat ya feet,Punk,Zumba,Meringue,JiveBallroompop…I dunno all sorts of stuff, if I don’t know it I can learn it. How about you? Do I get to teach you?” His hands slide down to her hips to draw her toward him as they made it to the floor. Any proximity bounds were gone as far as he was concerned, she went through him, how could she complain about his friendly hand placement on her hips?

((yeah, sorry. I had already written about how you lead her to the dancefloor before I realized there was a fight going on, but my computer was like 2 minutes away from dying so I had to wrap it up really quickly))

Her manners had slipped her mind when she phased her face through him. What the hell was she doing? Did she really just do that? When she returned, she bit her lip. What had seriously gotten into her? Was she losing her touch? Sometimes people just did whatever crossed their mind and they waited until later to think it through. Great, so now Fade was one of those action now, think later people, although she really had been her entire life, she was just always in denial.

"Oh, I can't see in your body, I can only phase through it. If you can imagine, your body is pretty much pitch black when I open my eyes while phasing through, so I dunno if you're body's ok or-" she paused. Wow, did she really just say something that stupid? "You're body's just fine," she said, feeling a random surge of confidence. She placed her hand on his chest, right where his heart should be and patted as if to say 'good boy'.

He could do quite a lot of dances, all sorts of dances she did not even know existed. Fade had heard of the Tango and the Waltz, but hell if she actually knew how to do it. "Oh please, teach me how to move," she teased, feeling her burst of confidence quickly dimishing and the red tint on her cheeks began to rise again. Maybe she took it too far in that statement, but hell, he had his hands on her hips. She was just fine.

((sorry it's so short))

Action now, think later , He could work with that.

~~"Oh, I can't see in your body, I can only phase through it. If you can imagine, your body is pretty much pitch black when I open my eyes while phasing through, so I dunno if you're body's ok or-" "You're body's just fine,"


“You’re doing great your self” his hands caressed a bit not straying from her hips.

He watch and enjoyed the transition from flustered to confident, he absolutely adored a confident woman. The fact that she really wanted to explain what she did made him happy too. Every bit of info did wonders when knowing what the rules to the game were. He also had an eye for mutations that would ensure the ladies safety if she thought she needed it. in the back of his mind he had a phobia that a woman someday might take his advances as demands though he always worked through charm and nothing else, he hated to think that he might have ever taken advantage of someone due to intimidation instead of good olod fashion seduction. The fact that she could not let him touch her if she so chose meant that he didn’t have to worry about her worrying about telling him no. well atleast not for the same reason.

~~"Oh please, teach me how to move,"

“I’d love to, but I think I should teach you how to dance first.” He closed his eyes for a moment and decided on nothing predesigned, just moving to the music. “follow me.” He helped guide her hips, it would be hard not to pick up the easy step he set out for them.

Small little Fade, wow, what a kiddo, huh? As Venus got closer and more brave with his hands, she spent most of her mental battles trying to stop blushing at the moment. Now that the alcohol was taking an effect and she felt her blood warm up, her confidence built up as well and she actually hid her blush when he slightly caressed her. His eyes closed and he began to dance, showing her how by leading. When she lived on the streets, if she needed to learn something, she taught herself, it was odd to have someone teaching her something for a change. Maybe one day she would be adventurous enough to allow someone to teach her how to read and write, but that would out her secret in the first place.

Feeling more confident, she moved in closer, placing herself so close to him that ever slight movement they made had a small contact, like a tickle, when her body brushed against his. It took her all her strength to not giggle at this because she was not used to dancing or dancing like this really. Her face was determined with a slight bit of flirt stirred up in the smirk she had painted across her soft lips. One wouldn't say alcohol made people do things they normally wouldn't, it just gave people the confidence to do the things they always wished they could do, at least in proper doses.

"So were you all born at the same time or did you branch of from someone?" she said, referring to his identical brothers, or whatever they were. Speaking of which, he knew her power now, what power did he have other than the power of smooth talking?

He enjoyed watching move and helping her move even more, her saying she couldn’t dance was utter nonsense, though it didn’t hurt that she could move however she wanted it would have been nice to watch. His hand got bolder as she seemed to appreciate it more.

~~"So were you all born at the same time or did you branch of from someone?"


The music was loud so he was forced to either get his mouth close to her ear or shout. Decisions, decisions. His mouth a mere inch away from her left ear he spoke.

“Ah the wonderful world of mutants, I love that, that question makes absolute sense to us.. we, were all one boy up until age twelve from there six of us were cooped up in the boys mind with no where to go, but one fantastic day we escaped through a black void into the world.”

After that he wasn’t inclined to move further away but closer instead. His breath a little heavy in her ear as they moved his lips managed to brush her upper ear. From there he moved only slightly away. How to move from her to there?

Venus leaned in to tell her what seemed to be a secret. Well, really, it was because the music was so loud that they could hardly talk without shouting, but he explained how he and his brothers came to be. Now that was some kind of mental disorder? Who knew? Fade had seen something like that in a movie called A Beautiful Mind but she had no clue what all of that meant. It truly was a mutant's world if he completely understood what she meant and she began to wonder whether she had been formed out of someone else's mind. Well, that would be one messed up brain to produce her.

"Well, if it means anything, I'm glad he came up with you," she said, smirking, her blush gone and her face full of confidence. You could not spear this girl with inconfidence because now she had alcohol effects and it was unstopable. Of course, she would have to stop before anything got out of control, hopefully, but her hands did trail to his chest, as if feeling his heart beat. It was so strong, but she pulled her eyes back up to his.

~~"Well, if it means anything, I'm glad he came up with you,"

‘It means plenty.” The crowd was thankfully if not predictably starting to fill the floor,
“Do you want to get out of here? find somewhere quiet?” He kept dancing and his tail snuck around behind her and nudged a male that had the gul to creep up on them and try to dance with Fade as well, his tail seemed to say enough as he hadn’t even bothered looking at the man yet.

Perhaps A cab ride to where ever she wanted to go, the could hit a hotel or go back to the sanctuary…it would be ladies choice, maybe they should go grab some food before they went home, she seemed a bit tipsy still and he wasn’t one to take advantage, typically.

He thanked her and then asked if she would like to go somewhere else, somewhere more quiet. Now maybe she was not too familiar with anyone doing this, but she had seen it in movies before, this was the part of the night called 'being picked up'. In the corner of her eye, she could see a man approaching, maybe to steal her away from the giant red man, but before she could really figure out what he was doing, he backed off.

Without warning, she phased her body through his touch so that she could walk off of the dance floor. She grabbed his hand and began to pull him through the people that were dancing, anyone that 'bumped' into her simply phased through without any distractions. Man, she loved her powers, especially in a room full of crowded people. "Where to?" she asked, grabbing the jacket she had left on the barstool. It was a light gray and it was button up, not zipper, zippers were always annoying.