Abyss stood up in the small dimly lit digs that qualified as the rebels HQ, He was honored and taken back by the recognition that they had gotten there, apparently the rebels thought that the seven red figures spelled liberty, currently down to Six because that stubborn child Pluto was throwing a tantrum and finding the most peace loving people he could to associate with. But six was good enough for the rag tag but deadly efficient Romanian libertines. They were still getting used to working through the language barrier, there were translator's here or there helping the group figure out what was going on.

Abyss cleared his throat and rose his voice to get everyone's attention, he had been sullen for some time, since the disappearance of his little sister and he was now ready to kill more than a few trees.

"Order! We are here to stop what we let stagnate in the states, The humans want our kind tagged and accounted for, their betters bowing ot them! not so long as I walk this earth, not at home and not here! Romania will find that it has gone too far! So far, our hosts have done great things to stop this from coming but the ants persist and so they shall die. They have challenged what they fear and shall learn they were better off cowering in the corner. We shall bend the humans until they break, and we shall do so ruthlessly. As with all things, they take time, but we will not wait as we did at home, At home we had Stalkers to deal with, here there are just humans with guns. Two months! IN two months this COuntry shall be delivered into Mutant hands!" Abyss patted the Slim figure to his side. A man with the utmost intensity, He looked ready to set out and destroy the camps today, His hands were the ones that Abyss wanted to see the country in.

"Today, Mars,Saturn and I will go to the camps and run them from inside, the prisoners will be ready to help you when you come calling, Out here Follow Jupiter, Venus and Mercury's lead. Show mercy for no one that steps in Freedom's way, Show Mercy the same way they are showing it to your brethren held in cages."

He smiled a grim smile. "You Have two months to come get me out of those cages, Any more and we won't wait for you. Today not only do we Shout Rebellion! We shout for Justice, We shout for Control, We shout for Blood!We shall shake the earth beneath their feet and plant them in it screaming, Today Romania comes under mutant rule!"

Translators echoed his call to arms with a excitement, Romanians stood and cheered, the road to glory was clear and painted in shades of red.

Were there fire flies that were from Romania. With the number of different bugs that Petunia had, she didn't know. Nore did she really care. knowledge of location was required when gathering different types of bugs. Not when petunia already possessed them in her arsenal. also weather fire flies were indigenous wasn't really important either. It was a thought she had, as she looked at her little creations that lit the darker places of this crowd, illuminating the spaces that the larger lights couldn't reach as if someone had lit thousands of little candles in support of their cause and magicked them to float around the crowd with no aim in their little lives except to blink their little winking lights on and off.

Petunia was sure that what ever Abyss had just announced that it was very moving. The crowd was having big reactions and the translators were doing a lot of excited shouting over each other, that involved hand waving and fist pumping. Not to self. Big hand waving and fist pumping gestures assist in communication.

Petunia had heard this stuff all before. she had been involved with the first registration act, and despite she still staid under the radar to most people at Sanctuary, despite the fact she had a room there, she still heard all this talk in the halls. you know. Those times people are talking and anyone would give anything to be a fly on the wall. Pix had the absolutely loverely ability to grant herself, and herself alone, that one wish.

Petunia was seated, cross legged, at the front, facing the crowd. Looking like a bored teen who was attending school bored meetings, rather than a mutant rally for 'the troops'

Petunia's nail color was much more important, and she finished a stroke with poison green nail polish. Only taking the point where she started blowing on the wet nails, to let her emerald eyes flick up to look at the crowd. The corners of her eyes crinkled as she failed at with holding her smile. "You're going to miss all the fun on the outside, Abyss." Petunia had been looking forward to her part in this ever since she caught wind of the idea. Every target was going to present Petunia with a new game as she killed them.

Lori bat a stray firefly from where it was bouncing across her face.

It was a nice speech by Abyss. Maybe that was where Mars got the fiery libertine passion. They had, after all, been part of the same man at one point. She turned back to the man whose lap she was straddling.

But pretty speeches didn't make up for camp suck. Because it would suck being inside the camps. She hadn't done it the first time and she didn't plan on it this time around, but Mars had made up his mind. And he had enough spine to have put his foot down.

Mars was going in. Lori wasn't. Not in the same capacity anyway.

Lori kissed his wide lips once, twice, three times then turned to swat at an onlooking Romanian. Nosy Porcupine kid. They were all so curious about their American compatriots. Lori wasn't all that interested in the Romanians except for purposes of trade. The Order hadn't come empty handed. They'd brought riot gear, a smattering of bladed weapons, crate loads of alcohol, and the Sanctuary's one and only tank.

Upon their arrival, Lori had seen a broken and hiding people. Now they were revelrous and feeling confident. She was pretty sure it was the tank (well, booze too). Maybe they would leave it with them? Oooor maybe she was just feeling generous at the moment. At any rate, she had the undying support of the local leaders and a promise.

She'd cash in on her promise when it was time.

"I will come rescue you." Her small hands rested on the cheeks of her own personal Red Liberty, harbinger of the revolution, and she steered his face toward hers. "We'll rescue all of them." She was really a softy at heart. You just had to dig down through the toughened hide to get there.

~~"You're going to miss all the fun on the outside, Abyss."

Abyss stepped out of the position of speaking and walked to sit by Petunia, the next person could take over the speaking if they wanted more speeches, and tonight was the last big hoorah, tomorrow things would be a game of destroy all humans. Abyss plopped down next to the petite little thing and grinned, she was mischief incarnate and he loved the aspect of her, her habit of sometimes wearing live moth clothes could catch a guy of guard, but she was a fun little thing. “And I say you Pixy, are going to miss all the fun on the inside. You could send a rolly polly or a caterpillar with me if you want me to prove it.” he snerked his challenge, he leaned back one of his arms going comfortably behind her back. Was it him being forward or just camaraderie, He couldn’t say. He didn’t know, she was generally too childish for him to note that she was anything more than a teen.
His other hand raised for her to paint his nails. Green would compliment his skin and eyes…so well? Regardless it was the kind of night to live it up.

Mars savored each kiss and made sure he controlled any urges he had that would have to wait until they weren’t in front of everyone, she might like it, but he for once wanted something more, quiet, personal, and intimate. Well maybe not quiet. He could have sent the porcuboy flying out of the immediate area for such an interruption, but there was diplomacy to be had.

"I will come rescue you."

“I like the sound of that, just make sure you shock my collar once in awhile.” He moistened his lips. “just think of it as a two month look into domination.” He raised his eyebrows, we will be fine, and you know that they can’t build anything big enough to keep us in.


"We'll rescue all of them."

“ that’s right we will.” He held the small woman to his chest almost cradling in his arms as he drew the whole of her body to himself. “We need to figure out a few signals so we can remind each other that we care.” They hadn’t told each other that they loved each other, he was pretty sure that they did, but she wasn’t the type to try to commit to anything, the most he said with his words was , he could love her. He wanted to tell her, but it would be cowardly to do it and then run to the relative safety of the camps. Give her time to mull it over. Though, it was an odd love to say the least.

Abyss moved to sit next to pix, and her wings moving away from his hand, and her back, were the only hints that she recognized that he had moved next to her for a moment. For ones fingernail color and one's perfect distribution of polish on said nails, were a very important subject. Still she couldn't help but enjoy, and soak up the warmth, with her thin wings that normally lost heat, from the many heat producing large bodies. She really should paint her nails at more gathering event things like this. If only for the chance to soak in a good amount of heat. especially in the winter.

“And I say you Pixy, are going to miss all the fun on the inside. You could send a rolly polly or a caterpillar with me if you want me to prove it.”

Petunia's lips poked out in a slight pout. she couldn't get feed back from her bugs like that. At least not yet. She didn't like admitting the weakness to her perfection. "Why should I experience the fun you think you'll have second hand? I'll send myself between assassinations."

Petunia blew on her nails one last time before she was satisfied she could move on. her much more slender digits steadied Abyss's fingers one at a time, as she began to paint them as well. delighted to find something else to do now that her nails of awesomeness were finished. With neon orange pokadots and bright purple stripes completing them over the green. "At the very worst case scenario, they throw a collar on me, and I shrink out from under it. I'll have the guards jumping at all the normal Roaches, and grass hoppers." petunia smiled widely, and the corners of her eyes crinkled. "At the best case scenario, I might be able to deliver messages."

“I like the sound of that, just make sure you shock my collar once in awhile. Just think of it as a two month look into domination.”

"As endearing as that sounds, maybe you should try not to get so turned on when the collar zaps you." She gave him a mixture of quirked brow and amusement before she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "It might tip one of them off that what they're doing isn't working."

Lori heard her name being called with a Romanian inflection and leaned back in her Mars-chair to see what the hub-ub was about. Mars reeled her in close to his chest instead.

“We need to figure out a few signals so we can remind each other that we care.”

"How about I come visit you instead? Wouldn't you rather your domination be a bit more personal?" She wriggled out from under his big red arm and swung a leg over his knee so she no longer straddled his lap, but instead rode his knees side saddle.

The man who had been calling her earlier was just catching up. He had something shiny and hard in his hands. Jewels? He was making motions like they were meant to eat them. Romanian candy?

He handed one with great decorum to Lori and one to Mars. Lori shrugged and tried to bite into hers. The man started off in Romanian in a tone that clearly said she was being ridiculous. Then he went on his merry way to deliver his Romanian candies to the other libertines from America.

Lori palmed hers for now and waited to see what the gem's effects were.

~~"Why should I experience the fun you think you'll have second hand? I'll send myself between assassinations."

“Think I’ll have,?” He said with mock dis belief. “Have you no faith? When we walk in there tomorrow ownership of the camps change hands. Oh,, they’ll still have their guns and walls. But they’ll know, they’ll smell failure in the air. Defeat will come to their eyes. And we will have won their before anywhere else.

~~ "At the very worst case scenario, they throw a collar on me, and I shrink out from under it. I'll have the guards jumping at all the normal Roaches, and grass hoppers." "At the best case scenario, I might be able to deliver messages."

“I like it Petunia.” He stopped to comment on the color choice of nail polish, he didn’t realize it would more than likely only be the first color of many to go on his nails. “ I Look forward to seeing you there.and don’t worry , I will only tell you I told you so once.” He grinned down at her as she concentrated more on the distribution of the polish more than his words.

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~~"As endearing as that sounds, maybe you should try not to get so turned on when the collar zaps you."

“so things a man can try to do, “

~~“It might tip one of them off that what they're doing isn't working."

“and never succeed you have done more to me than Pavlov could have ever convinced his canine friend. Merely salivating at the ring of a bell, ha!”


Mars’ eyes lifted to the man Calling for Charge and had to take the glare out of them, it wasn’t his fault that he needed to speak with their leader. He shouldn’t have to fear him, but she was no longer straddling him and it was directly at the call of that man. No no, no reason to dislike him he bore gifts.


~~"How about I come visit you instead? Wouldn't you rather your domination be a bit more personal?"

“Yes, Mam.” Mars said submissively.

He watched as Lori hesitated and glanced as one of their people popped the little thing in his mouth and as he exclaimed happily Mars followed suit wanting to protect Lori and tell her the direct results.

“Wow!,” he exclaimed in Romanian, “this is so amazing Lori, you must try it!” He stopped for a moment and then spoke properly in his own native tongue. “ They will make it so we can speak Romanian and Italian.” He commented as he listened to the Italian couple that showed up to show their support. “Perhaps Omnilinguial?”

Abyss was going to be so happy with his nails when Petunia was finished. (Or else) I mean who wouldn't love smiley faces with little hearts for the eyes and flashy big toothy grins.Petunia tipped the little tiny paint brush from the inside of the nail pollish on it's side to work the corner of the mouth where the color had to be thinner.

“ I Look forward to seeing you there.and don’t worry , I will only tell you I told you so once.”

"Considering I could hatch a colony of fire ants inside your nasal cavity while you're sleeping, Abyss, not getting on my nerves is a very good plan." Pix glanced up showing a toothy grin to match the grinning finger nails on Abyss. Smiley faces painted in hot pink over the emerald green.

Petunia had to lean back on her back side as she looked back up at Abyss. The other Abyss clone and Lori were disrupted by someone sporting interesting little tiny jem stones. Petunia picked one up and examined it. They wanted her to eat it, but Petunia knew from past experiences that eating non organic objects was painful when it came to shifting while they were still in her system.

Petunia politely took the tiny jem, because it was pretty, but as the man turned around, she slipped it in her pocket. "I think I'll be forced to stick to erratic arm waving and screaming in people's faces to communicate." She grinned again. "But I'll keep this just in case."

The brown haired teen walked quitely arrounf a permiter she had really established herself. This place looked quite a bit diffrent then what she was use toAura had been deep patrolling, trying to ensure they had no one near their base trying to get their location. AN important meeting was going incide and Aura was determined to follow her job to the letter, she had even disposed of a man in the nearby woods, it had been shame really his bones had looked strong and still had to rebuild that bed she leveled...again. Aura was happy, her emntal issues had seemed to go a way since this mission had gotten underway, this was what she was meant for. It was only a shame so few humans had gotten close. That was untrue actually, she told herself, the fewer humans that bothern them right now the better, their would be time for elmimateing all the humans later with any luck they could reform this place into a Mutant only country, now that would be a wonderful result.

Seeing another rebel wave her down she broke from her normal path and made her away over to gim with a smile and a nod, knowing what he was hare for, despite not being able to communicate with him. Passing the watch on, the teenager walked back into the base talking with guard for a few seconds before coming into the base. She was passed a strange gem as she came in from a romanion, confused by this she took it and kept moving on simply figuring lori would know about these things. AFter all jewels were something she might understand better then Aura did. Before she could Ask she heard Mars begin to speak strangely but after a few moments she could understand him and then he spoke in English.

Blinking a few times she looked down at the Jewel, which seemed to have the effect Mars mentioned. Aura wonderd if all jewels had certain powers they could give people and if so why did humans not use them more? Could Mutants be a result of humans and these gems somehow? Pushing these ideas out of her mind she moved closer to Lori, Pixie and the abysses. "Do all gems have this kind of power?" she asked looking over the gem she was handed.. The brown haired teen did not undderstadnd jewelery much at all she did have some back home, but she had also never needed to break the barrier between tongues. Aura was also unsure what fire ants were but they sounded slightly more dangerous then normal black normal ants.

"...you have done more to me than Pavlov could have ever convinced his canine friend. Merely salivating at the ring of a bell, ha!”

It didn't seem to bother Mars so she tried not to let that bother her. Really. Normal was a long way off from any of the revelrous scene surrounding them. Quills, colors, strengths, and boasts far beyond the pallid fleshy humdrum of plain ol' humanity.

Aaaaand then Mars popped his gem and started speaking in gibberish. Gibberish that the smile man handing out gems seemed to understand. "How long does it last?" She would have asked a Romanian except she didn't speak the lingo until she popped the gem and what if she needed it to last? No, she'd save it. And take it at the latest possible moment. After all how many of these gems did they have just laying around? Were they hard to come by? Best not to waste it... though since Mars had already used his...

Lori leaned back against her red, meaty chair. "You should whisper naughty things to me in the naughtiest language you can muster."

"Do all gems have this kind of power?"

Lori waved to Aura, who'd she'd sent to watch their backs. "I don't suggest swallowing just any old gem, Aura. I'm pretty sure these are special." Lori held hers up to the light... but what would it be like to be omni-lingual? She scooted closer back to her Mars-chair and tried to nonchalantly tip the gem into her mouth just so she'd know what Mars might whisper in her ear.

From this direction she could watch the whole debacle, including Abyss' make-over by the lovely and creep-tastic Pix. They'd once disposed of a body together. That was a bond that was not easily broken.

~~"Considering I could hatch a colony of fire ants inside your nasal cavity while you're sleeping, Abyss, not getting on my nerves is a very good plan."

“Oh, you know funny thing, I have heard that ants squish the same way people do.” He raised an eyebrow at the young woman. and then dropped the mock threat for sticking his purple tongue out at the young woman.

~~"I think I'll be forced to stick to erratic arm waving and screaming in people's faces to communicate." "But I'll keep this just in case."

“Oh, definitely, if they seem like they don’t understand say it slower and with more volume.” He nodded. He followed Pix’s movement falling back on his elbows to make the distance between them slightly less.

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**"How long does it last?"

Mars rattled off a request in Romainian to the man that had the pile of jewels. “ Details my friend, the lady wants to know how long it lasts and anything else we might need to know about these delights.”

The man replied back spilling the knowledge that he had concerning what Mars was delighted to hear was known as dragon speak gems.

"**You should whisper naughty things to me in the naughtiest language you can muster."

Mars said something so filthy that the English language hadn’t quite the right way to put it., but Latin certainly did. He then followed up with a bit of ancient greek, telling her exactly what he wanted and how. He then smirked as he spoke in a accent that sounded like it was a take on Hebrew. He spoke in the tongue native to Sodom and Gomorra and said things that were too dirty, but she hadn’t taken the gem yet and spoke to quietly for anyone else who did. He then rattled a few things off that he very well intended, what a fantastic woman to think of such things.

<<"Do all gems have this kind of power?" his attention was snapped up bythe innocence of his neice.

**"I don't suggest swallowing just any old gem, Aura. I'm pretty sure these are special."

“Indeed they are ! These things are fantastic. I wonder if they work on the written word as well. He glanced around the room looking for a shirt to read. And no don’t eat jewels that…well I should have been more cautious with this one. “