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Tweak says, "heart you, luvely mine..."

DAZZLER (offendthesenses) wrote in x_flashback_x,
@ 2008-11-24 22:19:00

Entry tags:

colossus, dazzler, levity

Because Of You
Who: Dazzler; open
When: Friday, August 10th, 2007
Where: Xavier's; foyer
What: Arrival. Someone's got a stalker.
Status: in progress
Rating: PG-13

What she didn't understand was how the hell the guy had the means to do what he did... showing up at each stop on her tour. It was apparent he was a mutant. He knew where she was all the time, and not by looking at her tour schedule. Alison was more than just a little irked that he could get around as quickly as her band did - city to city. St. Louis to Dallas in twelve hours, with time to spare was the trip that had gotten her goat. There was a lock of her own hair in her dressing room when she arrived at the stadium - which meant he'd been in after the PR guys or whatever. Creepy. But that had been a week ago, and her final show had gone off without so much as a security breech. After the show, however, her limo ride to the hotel had been much more eventful. She'd only seen the back of his head when the partition was brought down, but she knew it was him. The kidnapperish driving tendencies hadn't hurt, either. Brad, her lead guitarist was the only other person in the limo, and at risk of harming both herself and her bandmate in an accident, she decided they needed to stop the damned car. She let out a scream that could've been damaging to her career and a rippling force of light went directly through the partition and knocked the fucker out as they whipped down the highway off-ramp. They went into the field of weeds that lined the main road, only hitting a wire fence in the process. Before her heart and stomach settled, and she had a chance to crawl out and face the bastard (or at least kick his unconscious ass), a sentinel had dropped down, followed by a team of police and emergency vehicles. Brad had called 911 the first time their 'driver' had spoken to them. But Alison wasn't a fan of press - good or bad. She would've preferred handling the situation on her own, despite what her label head and agent had suggested.

Somehow, the prick escaped. Sentinel, cops, Dazzler and all. He got the fuck away. Since her tour was through, she reluctantly agreed to go into 'hiding'. Little did she know, the safe place they intended to stick her was a school. For mutants. Young mutants. She saw them outside playing basketball in the damned drive.

And here she stood, eight tons of luggage around her feet, an unlit cigarette between her lips, reading glasses sliding annoyingly down her nose (Christ, car rides were boring and Westchester was plain). Who the hell had even let her in? This place was like the damned Haunted Mansion ride. "Hello?" Maybe (hopefully) class was in session. Heh. "Jesus, let there be an elevator." The staircase before her was massive and seemed to stretch on toward the 10th floor - or however many were in this place.

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levity_
2008-11-26 06:45 pm UTC (link)

Eddie's office was on the first floor. That also meant that she was one of the first people available (sometimes) to say hello to newcomers. Greet and direct them on their way. No big deal. Usually. After checking to see if anyone had met the woman at the door, Eddie stepped from the room and made her way to the foyer. The mood radiating off the rock star wasn't the most pleasant, but Edana supposed she couldn't blame the woman. Stalkers were never good news of course, though when she caught a glimpse of the pinkish haired woman (who also had a cigarette dangling), she couldn't help but think of Whoopi Goldberg in Sister Act. She gave Alison a smile as she reached her (though not too large as to not look insane) and stifled a laugh at her question.

"The elevators are down the hall next to the offices," she gestured the way she came. "On both sides of the hall." She glanced at Alison's massive pile of luggage. "I can show you to your room and give you a tour if you'd like. Or if you want to talk to Mrs. Wagner, I can take you there." She gave herself a mental kick for rambling before she added, "I'm Edana Bayard, by the way. Resident shrink." Her eyes rolled a bit at the last part, but she was smiling.

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offendthesenses
2008-11-29 01:20 am UTC (link)

Business casual much? The brunette headed straight for her looked like she'd spent most of her life pushing paper. However, her eyes were like beacons, and her smile didn't seem like one of those ass-kissing label rep smiles that she was so used to. So, Alison smiled back a little. Ahhhh. The shrink. Those beacon eyes suddenly made sense. Judging judger. "Mrs. Wagner..." she muttered through her cigarette's butt. Nah. "I'll take the elevator first." She drew the stick from between her lips and stuck it back in the pack that was pushing up out of her jeans pocket. "You wanna grab somethin'? I hate making ten trips." Hotel life made hauling luggage around a much-feared task. As she became more successful in her career she found that there were more people willing to move your crap around for you than not. But she was talking to the PhD at the moment, apparently. If she didn't help her, there was probably some retarded strong guy around she could flirt into some heavy lifting. Or other things.

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levity_
2008-12-07 10:08 pm UTC (link)

"All right. We'll get your things moved and we can go on from there." Edana offered another smile and gave herself another mind kick for forgetting to offer with luggage beforehand. She was glad Alison hadn't been snotty about it, but she supposed it was wrong of her to assume that all famous people were jerks. She glanced over the luggage once more. Even with the two of them it would take more than one trip to get everything upstairs. That wasn't a big deal (thanks to the elevator), but if they happened to pass a strong guy or a person with a more useful mutation for moving luggage, Eddie would ask them to help out. She stepped around Alison and grabbed a couple of suitcases. Holy crap were they heavier than she thought they'd be. She was glad she'd opted for flats today instead of heels. "Did you have any questions about anything?" she asked the musician as they made their way towards the elevators.

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offendthesenses
2008-12-07 11:17 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks." So the pencil pusher had elbow grease. Good to know. Alison grabbed a few more straps herself and began tugging and shuffling a good many of the bags toward the elevator. Questions? Sure. "Can I eat any time I want? Is there some psycho lights-out or curfew? Are there any hot mofos wandering around? I got more," grunt, "just pacing myself." Ding. The doors opened and she heaved her burdens through the opening. Jesus, the lift was pristine, wasn't it? "You guys must have one hell of a janitor."

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farmboy
2008-12-15 06:47 pm UTC (link)

Pete turned the corner and noticed Edana and other woman heaping large bags of luggage into the elevator. Piotr of course stopped to help but it wasn't until he got closer he realize who the other woman was. Pete immediately froze up. "Hi..." He said in a friendly and very shy voice. "Would you like some help?" On the inside Pete was screaming. 'OH MY GOD IT'S DAZZLER! OH MY GOD! OH GOD! SIGN MY CHEST!' Piotr kept his excitement on the inside, but there was no doubt Edana could sense it. He looked sightly embarrassed when he locked eyes with Levity for a moment and quickly looked away. He wanted to look at Alison but he didn't want to stare. His face was probably beet red. He needed to keep it together... What if she talked to him... That would be awesome.

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levity_
2008-12-15 08:33 pm UTC (link)

"You can eat anytime you want, though Gert (the cook) might rope you into helping her if she's in there making a massive amount of something." As the school's cook, she was prone to do that. Eddie laughed a bit. "The younger ones have to be in their rooms by nine, but you can stay up as late as you want as long as you keep the noise level down." Pete's feelings washed over her just then. Aww. How cute. Eddie had forgotten he was a Dazzler fan. She gave him a grin before answering Alison, "And I think he answers your last question." And her hopes. Eddie hadn't wanted to do all that hauling. She gave Pete a thankful smile, even though he most likely wasn't speaking to her. "This is Piotr Rasputin." she introduced him, gesturing at his large frame.

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offendthesenses
2008-12-15 09:08 pm UTC (link)

Ah - cooking for kinder. No thank you. She'd eat out as much as possible. If that was possible. Sigh. "I don't think I'll have a problem with noise. Headphones are more damaging." She grinned and her oh-so-sparkling smile was turned upon a huge fella with guns the size of cannons. "I'd say so," Alison remarked, smirking hard to Edana. "Hi there." She responded and gave him a wave before her fingers curled back around the strap she was tugging along. Rasputin? That sounded promising. Her smirk remained, "You look like it wouldn't kill you, so sure, stud." She shifted one of her bags off her shoulder and held it out for him. "I'm Alison Blaire," but she had an inkling he knew that. "Are you always this articulate?" her eyebrow quirked and her eyes flicked briefly back to the shrink (who looked amused herself). This boy was going to be a barrel of monkeys.

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farmboy
2008-12-15 10:26 pm UTC (link)

"Da... I mean no, I..." Piotr was flustered, to say the least. He took the bags that Eddie and Alison offered and tried his best not to embarrass himself anymore. "I'm a really big fan." He said finally hoping Dazzler would understand his spaz-gasm. "It is awesome... nice to meet to you." Storm had told them all of her situation and that she would be staying at the mansion but Piotr had never met a celebrity before. And he never expected to meet one he loved so much. He threw the bags over his arms and stepped into the elevator with the girls. Maybe if he worked up the nerve he would ask if he could show Dazzler around. Of course she might be more comfortable with Eddie, or someone who wasn't such a fan. "How long will you be here?" He asked in an attempt to make conversation, but realized that probably sounded creepy. Of course it was better than 'I have all your CDs, your DVDs and have seen you live three times... HAVE MY BABIES!' Reign it in Rasputin, reign it in.

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levity_
2008-12-15 11:41 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks Pete." she said, giving him a beaming smile when she caught Alison's smirk. She looked from Alison to Pete as they spoke. Hmm. Pete knew where she was going to be staying (as all the staff did) and he could surely show her around the place, if Alison didn't mind. She glanced at her. She wouldn't. When the elevator reached the proper floor and they'd loaded all of Alison's luggage into the hallway Eddie spoke, "I've just remembered I have an appointment. What would you say to Pete showing you around the place?" It was obvious the man wanted to interact with the superstar, so Eddie would try and get the ball rolling. Hopefully, Alison took the bait. She smirked. This was so adorable.

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offendthesenses
2008-12-15 11:56 pm UTC (link)

Alison simply grinned through Pete's explanation of his behavior. She'd seen worse. Much worse. "I guess until they catch the guy. At least there's evidence someone's more of a spaz than you," she laughed and clapped her free hand on his upper arm. Edana had some sort of sisterly look about her - all smirky and amused. Well, at least she was bringing some humor to the office-dweller's day. "I don't care. He looks like he'd be hard to get lost with." You could probably see this one from space. She looked back to 'Piotr'. "What'd you say? And I think I'll call you Pete, FYI." She began stepping out of the lift and into the hall. This crap was getting heavy.

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farmboy
2008-12-22 07:06 pm UTC (link)

'Wait, what?' Piotr thought to himself when Eddie said she was leaving. No, it was hard enough not making a complete fool out of himself with Eddie there, how would he manage if she left? "Da- I mean sure. I can show you around." Wow, that was weird, and she was going to call him Pete! That's what everybody called him, this was so cool. He was really going to walk around the school with the Dazzler. Okay, put yourself back together man, keep it together. Act like Brian... Wait, scratch that.

"I guess we should start with your room." Did that sound flirty? He didn't mean it that way. Crap. Say goodbye to Eddie, "Thanks Eddie."

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