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Posted by Red Queen
on 5/2/2009, 12:06 am
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The Red Queen continued making her way down the corridor of her base of operations, some undisclosed location in San Francisco. Glancing towards her left, she spotted both Wyngarde girls sparring with one another in the gym. She would never understand their disdain for one another. As long as they can complete my objectives, she thought to herself, I suppose I shouldn't care how they treat one another.
Making her way to her self proclaimed office, she opened the wooden door to reveal a mahogany desk with two computer screens and a a small stack of manila folders. The auburn haired woman took a seat in the black, leather chair resting behind the desk. Glancing in the files, she let out a tired sigh as she tapped perfectly manicured nails on the desk. Closing the file, she simply tossed it into the small, metallic waste basket to the right of her desk. Moving on to the next profile, a smile curled her lips, This one could be promising ... she though, placing it towards the corner of her workspace, beginning to assemble her new team.
Pressing the small button that would turn on the intercom, she spoke into the small microphone as her voice resounded through out the facility, "Martinique, Regan, Chimera, if you would, please come see me in my office."
Moments later, the two blonds and brunette filed into her room. "You rang, Mistress?" Chimera was the first to speak up, inquiring as to what they would be requested to do.
"Yes, darling, I have a field-trip in mind," she looked up at all three, "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I would like you to go find a couple more members for our little group," she finished by handing each woman a folder of their own.
"Each of you has a different target; however you chose to approach them is up to you. Feel free to trade, recruit them together, I really don't care," her green orbs looking each one square in the eye.
"I only ask one thing, that you do not fail," her eyes began sparking up with a red energy that made her look even more malicious than necessary.
"Yes, Mistress," they replied in unison before walking out of the room and out into the hallway.
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"Who did you guys get?" Chimera asked, "I got some green woman; says she's very poisonous."
"I got some blue haired freak," Martinique replied in a droll manner, "She looks kind of sadistic in her photo, lightning elemental. This looks like it could be fun after all."
"Shut up, Martinique," Lady Mastermind sneered towards her half sibling, "I've got some fire starter. Give me some water, and I should be okay here. How do you two plan on working things out?"
"I thought we would head out together?"
"And spend some more time with Regan? Please, I'll pass."
"I was just about to say the same," Regan stared daggers at the woman she could barely stand, "See you two later; or not, if I'm lucky and Martinique gets killed," he walked out of sight, her heels clicking softly on the ground with every step.
"Whatever, b###h," Ms. Jason replied as she left in the opposite direction.
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----An Hour Later//Metropolis Police Department----
Standing outside of the police department, Martinique Jason glanced at her file once more. If these drawings were correct, the meta human ward should be just around the corner. Walking in, she utilized her illusion powers to make herself appear to be one of the station's own. "I need clearance to see Livewire, down in the Meta ward," she said to the man at the front desk, who seemed to look at her in a curious manner.
"It's official business on a need to know basis," she replied before he started asking too many questions, flashing in imaginary badge composed of bended light and some psionic manipulation with higher clearance than he had. After thinking it over, he seemed to comply with her wishes.
After leading her down a corridor lined with completely closed cells, they stopped in front of one lined completely with rubber. Taking the key from the man, she simply replied, "I can take it here, just in case you don't want to get shocked," she smiled almost devilishly.
"Dinner time already?" she blue skinned villainess asked with a hint of sarcasm; that was really all she had left in this place.
"Sorry, love, I forgot the tray. But if you're interested in freedom, I have a proposition for you," Mastermind closed the cell door behind her.
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