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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Apr 7, 2007 0:31:42 GMT -6
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Lex reminded him self silently that this was business. He opened the door to the limo and motioned for the two women to get inside. Christina stepped in gracefully fallowed by clark. Patricia winked at Lex and sat her self next to her sister. Business, Lex.
"home," Lex said to the driver as he sat himself down.
"It's a nice little town," Christina said as the car pulled away from the curb.
"Thank you." Clark smiled.
"Where is Mr. Luthor?" Patricia asked gaining a glare from her older sister.
"My father will met us at the house." Lex said frowning slightly. They didn't look like the normale type of people his father did bussiness with.
~*~
Lionel Luthor looked around the house his son was using. He was impressed that his son had the place cleaned from top to bottom. Lex didn't usally show that type of brains when it came to impressing people.
"And this is the office." Lionel turned around and saw his son and two lancky women. He nearly did a double take, they were alot younger then he pictured.
"Aw, I see you picked up our guests." Lionel smiled pleasently as he stepped forward. "I'm Lionel Luthor."
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 25, 2007 20:34:19 GMT -6
Christina stepped forward first, smiling. Her hormones did a little jig at the sight of the handsome man. No. You are not going to have sex with an older man. "Hello. I am Christina Yuilya and this is my sister Patricia. We understand that you are in need of our research again?"
Lionel cleared his throat. "Yes. I would like to speak with you, Christina, about that while your sister waits out here with Lex. Is that alright?"
"Yes."
Patricia gave her sister a wiggle of her eyebrows and a smirk as they walked away. Her older sister gave her a glare before the door shut behind them.
"So, where in Russia did you come from?" Lex asked curiously. ~*~*~*~ Christina had been carrying a briefcase with her when they entered the Luthor mansion and she now sat it down on top of Lionel's desk.
"So, only Smallville has been hit with this meteor in the United States, yes?" she asked, leaning back in her chair.
"So far as we know." He opened the briefcase. ~*~*~*~ yes, we finally update this thing. I still need to look back at the Hour Glass episode.
Also, Patty, before we move I would like to get Smallville back and then I can give you your swimsuit back. Maybe we could get together sometime soon?
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 25, 2007 22:33:45 GMT -6
Yeah, that'd be fine. When sounds good for you? ~*~ “Saint-Petersburg,” Patricia smiled at Lex while tracing the USB memory card she had around her neck. Her sister may have the files on all the rest of the Russian LuthorCorp work but she had the only files on the odd rocks. She’d read them, barely understood the experiments they’d done on animals and people. Or the effects noted on the subjects. Her father had kept a very ‘tight ship’ and wrote everything down from the amount of rocks they were exposed to the color of their fingernails. “Looks like a beautiful city,” Lex said opening the wine he’d had chilling. “Would you like some?” “Da,” Patricia nodded as she sat on the desk. True, she had planned to get the highest amount of money the Luthors would pay then move someplace exciting like Gotham City. But every thought Lex seemed to be having where simply devious, she liked that in a man. “How was your flight?” Lex asked clearing his throat handing her a glass. don’t look at her legs, Lex. Business.“Could have been better,” Patricia took the glass and crossed her legs hiking her skirt up a little more. “Bit lonely with only my big sister there.” “I bet, “Lex said taking a large gulp from his glass. “So what do you Americans do for fun around here?” Patricia asked taking a sip from her glass. “Around here? There’s nothing her except a little coffee café.” Lex said looking down at her legs again before looking back at her face. “But Metropolis isn’t so far away; if it interests you and your sister I could show you around the town.” “Can’t wait,” Patricia winked at Lex causing him to choke a bit on his wine. ~*~ Lucas looked over the files he had stole from the adoption agency and the privet investigator he’d forced to look in to his case. Gambling was one of his better skills and learning that the best P.I. in the area was a bad gambler was a very good icing on the cake. Sure, he’d gotten the information he needed to find the bastard who gave him up but he had to keep reading the file over and over again. “Lionel Luthor,” he read aloud as he got onto the bus. ~*~ “What a day,” Clark said walking up the stairs to his loft. Lex had dropped him off before taking the Russian girls back to his place. Clark couldn’t really place the odd feeling he was having. It felt as if something was coming, but he couldn’t place it. As he got to the top of his loft he came face to face with a girl looking through his things. “Hey!” Clark said causing the girl to jump slightly. “What are you doing in my room?” ~*~ Not sure what you were going to do with Lionel, so I left it up to you. Made Lucas come in because Allie asked for him as a romantic interest.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 26, 2007 7:07:22 GMT -6
"As far as you know?" Christina asked rhetorically. "If I were the Russian Prime Minister, I would not be happy with that answer." She smiled. "Of course, I am not him, so I am the lesser evil here. So, you do not know if the meteor only hit Smallville."
"If I had to take a guess, I would say that it only hit Smallville. That is where all of the weird things have been happening."
"You mean, the effects this meteorite has on humans and animals," she corrected.
Lionel stopped leafing through the files and looked at her. Remember, Lionel. Business. "Yes." ~*~*~* short but hopefully shines some light on things
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Post by Mistress Fangs on Sept 26, 2007 7:19:02 GMT -6
"Whoa Clark clam down your mom told me to come up here and look around while we waited for you to come home." Alex said holding up her hands as she backed up.
"you must be the foster girl."
"I'd prefer Alex."
"Why were you looking through my stuff?" he asked.
"I saw the year book and thought i'd look at who i'm going to school with." she siad grabbing it and holding it open to the page with him on it.
"Oh Clark i see you met Alex, good." Martha said coming up the stairs.
~*~ brain dead
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 28, 2007 10:00:52 GMT -6
~*~
"Did you tell her she could go threw my stuff?" Clark asked looking at Martha. It wasn't so much that he minded the girl being there but it was his room. He should be the one who says if someone can come into his room.
"Well, I thought you two should get to know eachother..." Martha said looking at clark trying to tell him not to make a big deal about it.
"Um, look, I'll just go set up my room, "Alex said dropping the year book and walking down the stairs.
"Clark, she's our guest!" Martha whispered.
"This is my room mom, I don't want strange people in my room!" Clark said crossing his arms over his chest. "I have...things up here she shouldn't be looking at."
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"Is that why you sent them to my father to test?" Christina smiled at the older man.
"That's correct. I wanted to know what we were dealing with." Lionel flipped threw the files again and glared slightly. "Some files are missing."
"Yes," Christina sighed slightly. "You talked to my sister about those."
"So she's the one making everything diffacult?" Lionel smirked slightly. "Has a good bussiness sence."
"That's one way of putting it, i guess." Christina laughed slightly.
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it's short but at least its something.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Oct 11, 2007 10:32:23 GMT -6
wish i had something to update for this one. And for when we can get together, i was thinking sometime during November, as I will have more time to spare
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Oct 11, 2007 20:20:55 GMT -6
okay, that's cool.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Oct 12, 2007 20:50:16 GMT -6
"At least she is getting a good headstart," Lionel said. He put the files down. "What about you? I highly doubt you are one for business."
Christina shrugged. "I would like to head into the medical field. Probably do research or some medical technology."
"I could arrange a meeting with some..."
"Don't go there, Mr. Luthor. I do not need your help."
Lionel put his hands up in a sign of surrender. "Please, call me Lionel. Am I permitted to call you Christina then?"
"Yeah." She stared at him. "So, what kinds of things have you seen since the meteorite hit Smallville?"
"Lots of things, Christina. It doesn't just affect a human in one way... it depends on the person and how they got in contact with the rocks."
"It is the same with us. There is no way of telling who will be affected and how it effects them in turn." She let out a sigh. "I wish we knew." ~*~*~*~
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Oct 18, 2007 3:50:18 GMT -6
~*~
"It's a complacated matter." Lionel said shutting the files. "May I keep these?"
"Go right ahead," Christina smiled at him.
"Well, would you and you're sister mind joining us for dinner before we start hammering out the details of getting the rest of the files?" Lionel was conflicted about actully wanting to eat dinner with her and wanting to nget his hands on the files.
"And what would we be eating?" Christina asked smiling shyly, Lionel felt his heart race a beat. Very few women actully acted shy around him, how interesting.
"Anything you want, let me see what our staff knows how to cook." Lionel lead the to nthe kitched exiting out of the other side of his office.
~*~
"Wonder whats taking them so long, "Lex asked as he watched the girl down her 2nd glass of wine.
"My sister is trying to prolong the meeting between us out as long as possible," Patricia shrugged her shoulders.
"And why would you be meting my father?" Lex asked raising an eyebrow at her.
"I have something he wants," Patricia said playing with her necklace again. Lex noticed the USB cord and smiled.
"Devious little thing, aren't you?" Lex muttered to him self.
"Oh, darling you have no idea." Patrica smiled as she jumped off the desk and walked over to him. "Want me to show you?"
~*~
Alex sighed as she laid down on her bed. She'd only been there a couple of hours and she'd already pissed off her brother, way to go.
"Alex, dear?" Alex looked up as Martha opened the door.
"Yeah?" Alex asked.
"Don't mind what Clark said, he's had a rough day, "Martha smiled down at the girl.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Jan 1, 2008 18:44:06 GMT -6
Christina and Patricia tucked into a meal of a pasta dish that was drizzled in alfredo sauce. Lionel and Lex couldn't help but be pleased at their table manners. It seemed that they were raised in a high class type of home.
"So," Lionel asked, clearing his throat, "where are the rest of the files that I need?"
Christina shifted in her seat. "Not with me, Lionel. I will have to speak with my father when we get back to the hotel. I trust you are not satisfied with what you have?"
Lionel let out a laugh. "I did not say that."
"But you implied it." She leaned forward. "Do not blame me for the lack of the information you have. My father put that together. I will give him a call to tell him to send the rest of the information over to you."
The older Luthor had to agree with that. After dinner, the Yuilya sisters left the manor to head back to the hotel. Lionel and Lex watched them go from the front door.
"Are you going to honestly give them the information?" Patricia asked her older sister.
"No. I don't want the Luthors to get their hands on the research our father dedicated his life to." Patrica could hear the growl in her voice and could swear her sister's eyes flashed gold.
One of the reasons why their father researched everything on the meteor rocks was because his two daughters had touched the rocks. Ever since, Patricia could read minds while Christina acted more wolfish. Some of her physical features had changed but not much... just her canine teeth becoming sharper and a little longer. If she got angry, Christina's sapphire blue eyes flashed gold.
"Yeah, I don't think I trust Lionel with the information either," Patricia said offhandedly. ~*~*~*~
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Post by Mistress Fangs on Jan 2, 2008 14:08:10 GMT -6
Alex sighed and pulled out her laptop, she had no clue how to tell her own brother that they were related, part of her thought that at the very least Martha would understand, but she wasn't sure. she sat cross legged and booted up her laptop, the kryptonian symbols coming up in front of her. For a while now she was able to read it she was still not sure why.
"Alex it's time for..." Martha said her head in the door but paused when she saw what was on the computer screen.
"Wait i can explain!" Alex said before she could accuse her of anything.
"Al right i'm listening." she said an sat at the edge of the bed. 30 min later after Alex finished MArtha ran a hand through her hair, he son wasn't alone, she realy didn't know what to say, "wow that's... wow."
"Yeah i know, please don't tell Clark yet." Alex said looking at her with the same pleading eyes that Clark could get.
"I promise, just please don't kepp it from him for long." she said, "it's time for dinner."
Alex nodded and shut down her laptop, Martha left shaking her head, Alex sighed hoping all this would work out in the end.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Jan 3, 2008 2:40:48 GMT -6
...First post says our entire family is dead and I have the files on a USB cord.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Jan 3, 2008 15:24:37 GMT -6
oops... I forgot to mention that our father was dead. So you have all of the files on the USB cord?
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Post by Mistress Fangs on Jan 4, 2008 21:00:53 GMT -6
yes she does
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