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Clouds parted ways as the jet stream lined through the blue yonder. Nothing would hold back the wrath of a woman scorned. Bliss kept her hand on the satchel she placed on her lap. The ocean sparkled.

"When we get to London, we'll need to pick up some necessities. So that means, we're going shopping." A perky brunette sat next to her. She had been talking for almost an hour now with almost no rebuttal from Bliss. The friendship seemed odd to Bliss, but any friend who could let her stare out a window while she spoke incessantly over irrelevant topics was a friend to her, not to mention stay at her apartment for a week when she wasn't invited. "Did you hear me?"

"Of course." Bliss continued to stare out the window of the private jet.

"What did I say?" Her brown eyes stood out against the texture of her blue blouse and black slacks with a pair of silver open toed heels. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, contained with pins, but still could hardly keep the fullness at bay.

"Shopping. London. Necessity." Bliss looked set her eyes on her friend. She considered plane rides a nappy environment so she wore the appropriate sweat pants with a fleece zip up sweat shirt. A shirt with a face print of Bertrand Russell she acquired from a math camp she attended in high school stuck out from underneath her unzipped sweatshirt.

"I like the way you ordered those words. Apparently you know the need to change. England has a much different dress style." She pointed to Bliss's shirt. "They probably have no idea who that guy even is."

"It's Bertrand F@#king Russell. He's from there." Bliss exclaimed at her ever so good intentioned friend.

"Well, you know what I mean, stop being the nerdy Asian and be the socially acceptable kind that inspired neck tattoos and dragon print shirts." Ashley put her hand on Bliss shoulder and smiled sarcastically.

The rain poured in England, probably from a cloud they brought with them. It felt nice. Not warm, not cold; just nice. "You packed very light." Ashley handed Bliss her suitcase.

"Is that your way of asking if I'll carry some of your stuff?" Bliss pulled out the handle from the bag and leaned it so the wheels would move with her. Ashley smiled and placed a medium suit case on top of Bliss's bag, with the handle acting as a back support. The duo walked out of the airport terminal together and made their way towards a the small car they rented.

"There's barely going to be enough room for our bags." Bliss opened the what she thought was the passenger side door. She found the error of her ways and departed towards the trunk.

"You know, you may be on to something." Ashley threw the bags into the trunk and then began to size up the two bags Bliss held with the size of the back seat. "We can squeeze them in there." After forcing the two bags into the back Ashley turned to Bliss and motioned for her satchel. "I can jam that in here, too."

"No. It's fragile. I don't want anything broken." Bliss brought her off hand up to guard the bag as though her friend were a robber.

"Okay get in." Ashley laughed off Bliss's gesture. "We'll go buy clothes that make it look like you aren't a street urchin."

"I have clothes..." Bliss began.

"You have vestments and rags. We'll get some outfits." She looked over to her friend. "That don't have Russell Brand on them." Bliss shot a course gaze at her friend. "We came here to get away from overseas, right?"

Bliss laughed at the conjecture. "Yeah."

After shopping the two pulled up to a flat that they rented for the week. It's red brick and green wooden shutters looked quaint, like a returned sense of sanity from the coldness of New York. They walked into a large living room furnished with couches and a medium sized television. The flat opened to a sitting room with two bedrooms adjourned. A small kitchen was in the back of the sitting room. Bliss walked into her bedroom and pulled out her cell phone. She flipped it open to read up on the message she was sending.

"I'm going out with a friend for a quick drink. I'm assuming you're going to stay here and be lethargic." A voice shouted from the living room.

"Conjecture confirmed." Bliss pulled wrote down an address on a piece of paper from the nightstand. After closing out the messages she turned on the GPS device in her phone and punched in the address. She grabbed her satchel and began to write down a note. She wanted to tell Ashley a little more about what she was about to do, but all that materialized was Went out. Be back soon. Call me if you need something.

Bliss started the rental car and sat her phone down in the middle compartment. She replaced her sweats with a pair a black capris and a green shirt. The ride took twenty minutes that are at her anxiety. She didn't know whether to feel angry, anxious, or inconvenienced.

Dusk approached along the skyline of lower London. It blackened the features of the tiny textile mill Bliss approached. Her heart rate became a noticeable factor to her calm demeanor. The doors had been left open and a little breach of light acted as a guide for her. She walked down a hallway and into a press room. The sound of a gun clicking sounded on both sides of her, causing her anxiety to break and a chuckle to formulate in the silent motionless air in front of her.

"We'll make this quick and painless." A man in a suit walked forward holding a small Japanese man. The Japanese man's hands were cuffed behind his back and he looked terrible. "Give me the vials and you and your dad can go."

"Bliss, don't do it."

The well dressed man started to coerce the small man when Bliss interrupted him "Shut up." Bliss pulled two vials out of her satchel and brought them up level with her face. She shook them to show the man what the contents contained. He nodded at her and she walked forward and placed them on the ground. She moved her satchel from under her arm to behind her back to alleviate stress. Bliss saw her opening as the man reached down to grab the vials. She dropped to the ground and telekinetically pulled the release mechanism on the gun to the right of her. The blast hit the man across the room in the chest. Alerted to the events, the man reaching for the vials pulled out his gun. The man who had been shot flailed back and Bliss released his gun's mechanism to fire at the man picking up the vials. When he moved back Bliss fired his gun at the man whose gun started the chain firing. Within a few seconds the three men all shot each other. At least that's what the police would assume. Bliss walked over and grabbed her father by the cuffs pulling him back with her. "It's only a matter of time before the police show up now."

"Bliss listen..." her father began.

"No you listen. You don't deserve to live. All you ever did was lie and abuse my trust. You killed my mother. You took a power that could have done so much good and made it a weapon."

"You're right. I've..."

"And now you're trying to worm your way out of it." She pulled a hand gun out from her satchel. "I won't let you." Bliss held the gun firmly at her fathers head. A tear rolled down her cheek as she began to lose composure.

"We can still do good." Her father felt the cold steel of the pistol rest on his head. "This doesn't have to end like this."

Moments passed by. She lost one parent, would this really solve anything? "You better not make me regret this." She lowered the gun and thrust him back against the wall with her blast. Her phone rang in her bag. Hot-tubbing tonight. Don't worry, not with English guys lol. Bliss looked up at her father, her pistol resting calmly at her side. She released the locking mechanism on his hand cuffs. "Go back to America. If I see you again in England, I'll kill you." The thrust made her father almost loose consciousness. He laid on the ground, with her words echoing in his ears.

"I hear you."

Ashley gathered up two Spanish men she found doing whatever she did while Bliss was out. Snow covered the outside making the steam of the hot tub much more visible. Bliss wore a blue and white floral two piece swim suit while the brown top from Ashley's floated over to Bliss. Bliss began to think of ways to call attention to Ashley's forward behavior when she remembered that her arms were around a man. After a few minutes of talking Bliss worked her way onto his lap and looked at the man. "You haven't heard a word I've said have you." He smiled at her. "You don't speak English do you?"

"Don't ruin this Bliss." Ashely took time out from her encounter to call over to Bliss.

"I think I'll pass on this." Bliss unhooked her arms and placed them on the side of the tub. She pulled herself over the Spanish man and stepped over him to get out. "Don't worry she'll be with you shortly." Bliss spoke in very simple and broken down English. The man continued to smile at her. Bliss grabbed a towel and walked back into the foyer of the spa.

((You looking for a post or would you prefer to wait for a bit?))

(Anyone is welcome now that I've set the atmosphere)

who are you willing to let in this....)

(because im shure i could modifye my chareter a bit for this id love to join)

((Seems silly to modify a character for one topic.))
Gregor stood in the foyer of the spa, taking a small vacation from crime fighting in the US to unwind in the UK. His trench coat, jeans, and shirt had been abandoned for a swimsuit. As he dried himself off he couldn't help but find the scene that had just played out rather amusing. "Bad date? I assume your friend didn't let you know they couldn't speak English then?" Gregor said with a small chuckle. "I must say, your reaction, it was rather amusing."

"I hardly assume she knew they didn't speak English." Bliss began to dry her legs as she engaged the man in conversation. The hot tub hardly remiss at her leave. "She wanted to go hot tubbing in the Swiss Alps. She said being in a hottub when its ten degrees outside made the happenings of the tub amazing. I talked her into this place because once I get bored I can eat cheese in large quantities." Bliss wrapped the towel around her torso. "I just realized you don't speak in an English accent. It should have dawned earlier but I must have been preoccupied. Are you visiting someone over here?"

Chris ran and jumped into the nearby hot tub it felt so nice to not be in his tight fitting battle gear or the stiff business suit he wore at work but to be in nothing but baggy black and green basketball shorts.The warm water made him feel rejuvenated and alive for once instead of his normal almost zombie like state he has been in lately. He stretched his longs arms on the side of rim of the hot tub everyone around could only see two but all four were resting comfortably. Zoning out he could hear the two people talking not to far off but he paid them no attention, he day dreamed of the fun times at the circus before his life was so serious.

Gregor laughed at the Swiss Alps comment, and then chuckled again at the comment about the cheese. "No. Just vacationing. Came from Austria, moved to the US, been working there. Just needed some time off." Gregor watched her towel off, making sure not to come off in a way that seemed awkward or like he was staring. "What about you? Surely cheese isn't the only thing that brought you here."

"No. My friend convinced me it would be good to get out of New York. She was right about that, and she did buy me a lot of new clothes." Bliss pulled out a pair of black shorts with a pair of white stripes running up the side and put them on. "What do you do back in the U.S?"

Wow do these two even realize how bad there flirting with each other The thoughts sort of shocked Chris he hadn't realized how much he was actually listening in on there conversation. A loud laugh burst out of him accidentally he tried to quiet himself quickly but he was fairly sure he was heard. Damn I guess this water has me more relaxed than I thought

"An inventor mostly," Gregor had prepared this story many times in the past, for obvious reasons he couldn't really go with 'fighting crime'. "Mainly weaponry and the such, helps out the law enforcement," Gregor continued, "Figure if I'm going to invent something might as well invent something that's going to help out in a way that hasn't been monopolized by that guy Gary Frendricks." Gregor followed in suit with his conversation partner, walking over to the changing room to slip into something a bit more appropriate. He hadn't even begun to mention the man that had jumped into the hot tub, more interested in the attractive woman he was talking to.

A chuckling man drew Bliss's attention. "Inventing sounds fun. You should make sure that you keep your inventions for the betterment of people. I know some people who don't feel the same..." Bliss felt she was rambling on in an awkward area she didn't want to open up into. "Is that man in a hot tub laughing to himself?" She used the dialogue as a distraction, but still felt that something like that needed to be addressed. He seemed rather confident and relaxed in these settings, but she guessed that was the point of a sauna.

-- You can only see 2 of my arms the other ones are hidden by a holograph generator--

Damn she heard that Chris felt slightly awkward now knowing they had heard his laugh but he kept his cool and calm demeanor. He quickly looked back at the girl from the corner of his eye was it her beauty or the odd quick look she shot at him almost like she could see his extra arms. The man had bragged about being an inventor maybe this is what had sparked Chris's attention and he was just realizing it. Picking his brains might help me come up with some new ideas for my work.

Gregor avoided the topic, just trying to ignore the man and concentrate on the woman in front of him. "Might seem kinda forward, but do you wanna go get something to eat, let your freund deal with that mess she created with the Spanish men?" Gregor said, his Austrian background showing through a bit as he spoke. "Though I suppose I should ask your name first. I'm Gregor, Gregor Rautenstrauch."