The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas & Kipoc)
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				Title: <strong>The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 13:34:31</strong>
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				Gabriel drove up to the university that was to be his home and jail for years to come.&nbsp; It was the first time he had seen the place outside of the photo gallery on the internet and the reality had stunned him.&nbsp; The campus was for more extensive than he could have imagined.&nbsp; Faculty and administration buildings looked extremely prestigious with elaborate stonework, columns and sculptures as far as the eye could see.&nbsp; Detailed landscapes created a sense of spaciousness, offsetting the grays and beiges of the buildings.&nbsp; <br><br>As he progressed deeper into the campus, heading towards the residences, he saw the sprawling houses that could only be the fraternity and sorority houses.&nbsp; &nbsp;It were these houses that truly shocked him.&nbsp; Gabriel came from a prestigious family, one that never wanted for money or luxury.&nbsp; He was the son of the Head of Neurosurgery at John Hopkins, Dr Alejandros McKinley and the Senior Partner of Jordan, McKinley and McCaffrey, Eliza McKinley - parents with extremely high expectations of their son. With that history, he was used to living in a mansion but these places were something else altogether, something outside of his experience.&nbsp; <br><br>He knew that his father had gone to one of these fraternities but the man had always talked about it in a mysterious, vague way whenever Gabriel pushed for details.&nbsp; All he knew is that it was called Alpha Omega and provided some of the biggest challenges and joys of his fathers life - events that were never really described and which, strangely, his father had ordered Gabriel to never discuss with anyone - as if he would have given the lack of detail.<br><br>He passed through the avenue housing all the fraternities without seeing the greek letters for Alpha Omega and the absence confused him.&nbsp; If his father had been part of this 'elite' fraternity, why did he not see the house here amongst the most prestigious of the student organisations?&nbsp; He had little time to consider this curiousity as he saw the residences in the distance and accelerated towards them, relieved to be near the end of his long trip.&nbsp; He was sharing a room with one of his best friends from home - Joshua Shelley.&nbsp; Josh had travelled across the country with his older brother in a van carrying boxes and boxes of the boys belongings.&nbsp; Gabriel would have joined them on the roadtrip had his parents not surprised him days before he left with a brand new Mazda RX-8 as a going away present, something there was no way on earth he was leaving behind.<br><br>As he pulled up, tyres screeching, he could hear his friend's voice calling out from nearby, the deep bass tones unmistakeable.&nbsp; <em>"Gabe, you took your sweet time!"</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;Swinging the door open, Gabriel almost threw himself out of the car, head swinging back and forth, gaze scouring the windows of the dormitory until he spotted his dusky blonde haired friend leaning out a window, grinning and waving like a freak.&nbsp; <em>"Josh baby!!&nbsp; What's the room number!"</em> Gabriel called out excitedly, slamming the door behind him and pressing the remote lock as he started to jog up the pathway towards the dorms.&nbsp; &nbsp; <em>"357..."</em> he heard faintly as he entered the building and loped up the stairs.<br><br>Dodging people as he moved quickly through the crowded hallways, he located the room and opened the door without knocking.&nbsp; Virtually launching himself into the room and giving his friend a huge bear hug.&nbsp; Visually, the two men were almost chalk and cheese.&nbsp; Gabriel was 6'2" tall with the deep olive brown skin granted through his Brazilian heritage.&nbsp; Jet black, short and spiky hair with deep green eyes set off his sultry good looks.&nbsp; Good looks were perhaps the one thing he shared with Joshua who was the American boy next door through and throug.&nbsp; With white skin, lightly tanned as a result of his sporting activities, Josh stood at 5'8" and had shoulder length dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes.&nbsp; Those blue eyes were sparkling at the moment, happy to be reunited with his best friend of some years.<br><br><em>"Like what I've done with the place?&nbsp; It's not much, but it's home!"</em>&nbsp; Josh said when the bear hug ended, turning around the gesture melodramatically around the room.&nbsp; The entire room was smaller than either boy's bedroom back at home, something that Joshua had got used to but made Gabriel feel claustrophobic initially.&nbsp; Shaking his head to try and remove the feeling, somewhat unsuccessfully, Gabriel looked around the room and couldn't help but smile.&nbsp; Little hints of home were all around from the bedspread and pillows that were so obviously his, to the two Macs sitting side by side that he and Josh had got in preparation for University through to wooden frames with photos of family in serious portrait poses and friends in madcap hijinx.&nbsp; <em>"It'll do - the decoration's fantastic but I wish that you'd knocked down that wall and extended the place."</em> he said with a grin, collapsing down on the bed and trying to settle in.<br><br>****<br><br>Days later, the claustraphobia had worn off and Gabriel had started to feel at home - there had been an enjoyable combination of preparation for academic life during the day and partying at the multitude of beginning of year parties that regualrly sprung up around the campus.&nbsp; Today was a special day though - today was the day classes started and already the campus was buzzing with activity and life.&nbsp; Josh and he were going different ways today - Josh was going to the introductory classes for international relations and business management while Gabriel was heading off to start down the path of veterinary science.&nbsp; <br><br>His friend was still snoring away in bed, the result of an extra long night out partying.&nbsp; Picking up his animal behaviour and physiology texts, Gabriel gave the bed a good kick and was rewarded by a loud confused grunt.&nbsp; "<em>Wake up you lazy sod.&nbsp; Academia and boring dirbble await you." </em> he said with a laugh as he left the room, relenting enough to close the door quietly behind him.&nbsp; He could not help but wonder if Josh would still be in bed when he returned.<br><br>Walking around the campus, he both caught the eye of many of the students as well as spotting many who caught his eye.&nbsp; It was the place for confidence obviously, with many of the guys walking around like they owned the place.&nbsp; It was this attitude that really attracted him and he mentally noted each and every man who possessed it that he saw.&nbsp; All too soon though, he reached the building where his lecture was to be held.&nbsp; &nbsp; He had purposefully got there early so as to get a seat somewhere in the middle rather than at the far back corner or the very front middle.<br><br>He settled in and within ten minutes, the theatre was almost entirely full as other students had started to filter in.&nbsp; The noise of a crowd had increased moment by moment and was starting to reverberate around the poorly designed room.&nbsp; Trying to ignore the racket, he opened up one of his text books to start reading while waiting for the professor and was shocked to see a black envelope fall out onto the floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Picking it up, he felt his heart race as he saw a gold wax seal on the back with the symbols of Alpha and Omega stamped into it.&nbsp; He turned it over and over and saw no other marks on it.&nbsp; Staring at it, he tried to work out where it came from - it hadn't been in his textbooks while he was getting ready this morning.&nbsp; He was sure of that but he couldn't remember a time when the book had been out of his sight or at least his presence.<br><br>Cracking the seal he slide a single piece of card out of the envelope.&nbsp; Also black, it was a work of art.&nbsp; An elaborately detailed logo sat at the top left, again with the symbols of the Alpha and the Omega.&nbsp; Aside from that, there were four words in curved eye catching calligraphy.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center"><strong>UNION SQUARE.<br>MIDNIGHT.</strong></div><br>A gasp came from his right and, for some reason, he flipped the card over before looking at the man who'd uttered the sound.<br><br><em>"Was that an Alpha and Omega logo?"</em> he asked, sounding awed for some unknown reason.<br><br>Searching for an answer and trying to understand both the awe and the mysterious message, Gabriel wasn't hard pushed to allow a perplexed look to cross his face.&nbsp; <em>"I don't know what you're talking about... sorry." </em> he said, turning back to his text book and slipping the note into his pocket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nico</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 14:58:13</strong>
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				The University was prestigious, indeed. It brought forth Doctors, Engineers, Lawyers, Scientists, Astrophysics. Half of the country's State Attorney's visited this school once. And of course most of the countries sophisticated, intelligent elite, too.<br>Oh yes, it was a birth place of this countries elite. The buildings were old, and awe-inspiring, with high pillars, marble floors and sculptures, lavish, high rooms and colourful, decorated windows. The main hall almost had the flair of a Cathedral. Each footstep echoed in the wide halls.<br>Some students even go so far and claim that ...there was something mysterious. Something intangible. Or maybe it was merely a figment of their overactive imaginations.<br><br><div style="text-align: left;">(http://i567.photobucket.com/albums/ss111/NicholasBenston/Payton1a.jpg)</div>Payton Aaron Prescott was in his junior year in the University. He was spoiled, by a wealthy, prestigious family. He was used to get what he wanted. Always.<br>His mother was Margarethe Anne Stanford-Prescott, a more than well known Defense Attorney, specialized in divorces, and feared for her tactics in the courtroom. She was known to represent wealthy, and often famous Clients. Actors, Politicans and Musicians. Everyone with enough money to pay for the best. <br>His father was Aaron Stephen Prescott, very likely one of the most prominent State Attorneys. He sent more than one defendant into the death cell. The man had his way with the Judges and the Jury and he was known to be relentless and immune to corruption.<br><br>And so, it was certainly not a surprise, that their only son was studying Law. It was family tradition, maybe. Or maybe his parents had those high expectations. Or maybe it was in the genes. He was the head of the Christian Fellowship of the University, he played in the Football team, and he was a brilliant student with good grades. Either way, Payton was young, good looking, ambitious, ruthless... and, if one believes the rumors.. all but "the good son". <br><br>With this young man, it was just like with Alpha Omega. People whisper, speculate.<br><br>About.. Payton's involvement in the suicide of a young Freshman last year, for example. The poor thing jumped from the roof of Marston Hall - the Library. <br>Naked. At midnight. They found him in the morning around 5 am, two girls from Sigma Kappa - the most prestigious Sorority on Campus. They found the young man, with a broken neck, bleeding and dead. And with his farewell letter in a cold, dead hand, clutching it between his fingers. It never came out what the letter said. Just more rumours, about him not being able to take it anymore. The humiliation and the rejection. That he was so in love and that he couldn't bear it any longer. The young man had a branding on the back of his hand. An Omega....<br><br>Some people said that Payton was involved, somehow. That he broke the young man's heart and tossed him away after having had his way with him. Others said that Payton pushed him over the edge of the roof, literally so. And others said that the young man was just head over heels in love with Payton, and he didn't return the Freshman's feelings. <br>After all, Payton was a good, straight young man. Was he not?<br><br>There was an investigation by the Police and the College, students have been interviewed, Payton and his 'clique', the dead Freshman's friends. But nothing came out of it. The case was closed, the young man committed suicide. Period.<br><br>Either way, there were a lot of rumors. <br><br>Payton was about 6'2 tall, with a well toned, well tanned body. Well taken care of, too. He had those deep, dark-brown eyes to drown in, dark hair and usually designer stubble on his jaw. He was each girl's dream. He just turned twenty-one, and he had a bright, successful future ahead of him. He certainly was handsome, and probably the leading actor in more than one girls wet dream. And maybe even of the boys, if one could believe the rumours.<br><br>The parties were nice, there were many, especially at the beginning of a new school year. And wherever Payton was seen, he always was in company of his...clique. All young men and they all seemed to follow Payton around. Gabriel would have noticed that students fell silent, when Payton entered the room, with his dashing, arrogant smile and those designer clothes. Always the best for him. He truly acted as if he owned the place. And, apparently, he enjoyed it, to be the center of attention, even if he acted as if he wouldn't give two shits.<br><br>Gabriel could hear them whisper about Payton, and more than once the words "arrogant bastard" or "he's dangerous" could be heard. Of course, there was the usual "He's fucking hot" or some "I heard that he's a blast in bed". <br><br>The man seemed to have an elitist fan-club gathered around him. He didn't look like a psycho or a serial killer. But there was something around him. Something...intangible. Mysterious. Dangerous. Alluring. It was in those dark eyes. That intensity.<br><br>At the last party before classes started, Payton showed up in jacket, with an embroidered symbol on the front pocket. In gold and red. "Alpha". And when Gabriel saw the letters on the stamp, he could swear that it was the very same symbol on Payton's jacket, just lacking the "Omega".<br><br>So it was true, Payton -was- associated with his mysterious, prestigious group people and Gabriel's father only whispered about. Nobody ever talked about is out loud, nobody dare to ask. But.....why not? Why was it such an unspeakable thing, hm? Nobody knew how to join and those who joined..never talked. Nobody actually knew who was a member, all people knew who their leader was: Payton Aaron Prescott.<br>But..what was it all about? What did they do? What were their goals? Nobody had a clue. Just assumptions.<br><br>Gabriel was about to find out. At midnight. On Union Square.<br><br>______________<br><br>The Campus was dark and deserted when Gabriel found himself waiting at the given meeting point. But soon he found out that he wasn't alone. There was another young man, and by the looks of it, it was another Freshman. He was a little nervous, stepping from one foot to the other while he eyed Gabriel -carefully so. "Uhm...hi?" He said, in a whisper. In his hand, tightly clutched, the black envelope. The same one Gabriel received. The young man licked over his lips, desperately searching for something to say. It was so..awkward. <br><br>Apparently, those two were the lucky ones this year. Just...who of them will make it? Who of them will be able to call himself an Alpha Omega in the end?<br><br>"Shut the hell up you stupid morons!" Came a voice from the darkness. And two students stepped out, both dressed in nothing but black. "Follow us and keep your traps shut." One of them said, before they turned and walked away, rather quickly. They both didn't look back, they just walked on, very likely expecting Gabriel and the other young man to follow them without questions. They wouldn't answer them anyways. <br><br>The walk was short, and they are lead towards a rather...mysterious looking building on Campus. On first glance, it looked like...a church. High windows and sharp edges and a heavy, old wooden door with an old handle. One of the men stepped forward to pull the door open, before they ushered the two men inside. And all the while they walked, the other man didn't dare to say a damn word. Maybe it was a Fraternity house?<br><br>Either way, they were ushered inside, the other man shut the door and lead them down a spiral staircase, into the basement. It smelled of candlewax, incense, old wood and it was a little damp, the walls were old, no doubt. Soundproof too, very likely.<br><br>What does all this mean? Why the secrecy, and why, in gods name...a basement?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 01:42:26</strong>
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				Truth be told, Gabriel would have been unable to recall most of his first lecture.&nbsp; He could remember that the presenter was lively and energetic and that was something that would have normally focused Gabriel but his mind stayed welded to the invitation in his pocket.&nbsp; The shock and awe from the guy next to him continued throughout the lecture.&nbsp; Try as he might, Gabriel could see the man continuously glancing at him, almost as if assessing him in some fashion.<br><br>One of the recurring thoughts Gabriel had during this time was a flashback to one of the parties he had been to with Josh.&nbsp; There had been a man who had caught his eyes due to his air of command and self assuarance.&nbsp; Surrounding him had been a group of men who had similar auras of confidence and almost arrogance around them but there was no doubt that the first man was in control.&nbsp; Gabriel was sure that he'd seen something on the man's jacket...&nbsp; Part of the logo on the invitation but.... was he just imagining it now, linking two utterly unrelated events?<br><br>Logic was irrelevant anyway during this time as theory and rumour ran through his mind, discarded or set aside each time.&nbsp; This man kept on coming back to his mind unbidden and he remembered the mysterious rumours surrounding him - too many to all be true.&nbsp; Mystery seemed to be flowing around Gabriel now - the vague silences of his father, the appearance of this obscure invitation, the tenuous connection with this enigmatic man.&nbsp; It was all too much and by the time the day was over, it was all Gabriel could do to set his alarm close for 11.40 before collapsing to sleep, mentally exhausted.<br><br>******<br><br>The buzzing of the clock penetrated into his conciousness slowly... perhaps too slowly given the pillow that came flying from the other side of the room and deeply toned curses that echoed around the room from Josh.&nbsp; Slapping his hand down on the clock to stop it, he flung the pillow back across the room satisfied by the thwack and grunt that resulted.&nbsp; Swinging his legs out of bed, he quickly pulled on the underpants and clothes he'd been wearing the day before, unwilling to waste a fresh pair of clothes on what was likely going to be a prank on a first year student.<br><br>Ten minutes later, he'd weaved his way through the darkened university campus.&nbsp; He occasionally spotted the shadowed weaving form of drunken students who had ignored the first day of study in favour of the ongoing parties.&nbsp; When he reached Union Square however, there was absolutely no movement save one slightly nervous figure.&nbsp; Gabriel almost ignored the man once he saw the black envelope the other clutched - it seemed to draw his sight to it, requiring all his focus.<br><br>Gabriel heard the man try to initiate a conversation and for a second he ignored him, allowing his gaze to flicker around the square.&nbsp; Trying to pierce the darkness, he couldn't see any hint of activity and was ready to dismiss the entire venture as a hoax.&nbsp; Opening his mouth to speak, he paused... and the pause saved him in a way as two figures whipped out of the shadows, dressed in black and barked commands at Gabriel and the other man.<br><br>Knowing that, at times, silence was a virtue, Gabriel followed after the two, happy at this stage to see where this led.&nbsp; To his surprise, initially it led to an ancient grey stone building complete with obviously handcrafted wooden doors, stained glass highlights and masonry.&nbsp; Unable to take in more than a basic look at the building, the two men were whisked into a side entrance and down a sprial staircase.&nbsp; Internally, he had to chuckle at the stereotypes implicit in what was going on as he passed wooden torches aflame spaced along their journey in elaborate iron wall sconces.&nbsp; It had a medieval mystique to it but it seemed like something out of a poor B-grade hollywood movie.&nbsp; <br><br>It was when he reached the basement that it clicked in that it wasn't a hollywood creation - it was real.&nbsp; The basement, at least the section they could see upon entering, was a circular room with dual staircases winding up the sides to a circular platform that overlooked the ground section.&nbsp; The two men who'd guided them to this room stilled their steps with a mild glare then continued up the staircases to the upper level.&nbsp; Gabriel barely followed their movements, his attention caught by ten other men milling around in vague yet silent confusion on the lower level - obviously other freshman students.&nbsp; His assumption that it would just be the two of them who had ended up in Union square was obviously false - he should have known that such a secretive group wouldn't call attention to itself through a mass of students gathering at a late hour.<br><br>His eyes finally flickered up to the upper level, belatedly realising that the true activity and focus lay there.&nbsp; All the light in the room flickered down from there with torches hanging from the edges of the platforms, casting shadows and hiding the features of the figures standing up there.&nbsp; A quick count of the shadowy figures showed that there were thirteen standing up there - one for each of the men down below... and one extra.&nbsp; His eyes strained to identify them but all he could tell were that they were all fairly tall with bodies ranging from lithe to strong and muscular.&nbsp; There was no figure up there that didn't look intimidating in some form but it was their silence and self-sure stance that was most striking.<br><br>Finally, Gabriel felt his attention drawn to the draped fabric that stretched floor to ceiling between each figure.&nbsp; His eyes widened slightly as he eventually recognised the golden logos of the Alpha and the Omega delicately embroided into the two sides of a red and black background.&nbsp; The gold reflected in the torchlight almost as if the logo had been made up of fine pure gold.&nbsp; It was a thought that stunned him as he considered the possibility that it wasn't idle imagination.&nbsp; Suddenly, he felt himself drawing his shoulders up and back and standing with as much reverence and self-confidence as the figures above.&nbsp; With a slight challenge in his gaze, he raised his chin slightly and picked one of the shadowy figures, one which continuously drew his attention for unknown reasons, staring at him expectantly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nico</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 11:50:32</strong>
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				The whole scenery was..intimidating. The flickering lights of the torches baptized the room with an almost eerie glow, just adding to the overall mystery. The embroidered symbols on the stretched fabric seemed to shimmer in the torch light, it almost seemed as if they'd dance over the dark coloured fabric. Just as if they would have a life all on their own. <br>It was, very likely, velvet, and the golden embroideries were fine, hand made, no doubt. And, probably, old. The secret society had a long, long history, after all. <br><br>The other freshmen around were sightly confused, -very likely as confused as Gabriel himself- they looked around the lower level, warily eying the other students around them and then the shadowy figures on the upper level.<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size"> "What is this all about?" </span>one of them whispered in a hushed, almost frightened tone. <span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">"What's happening here?"</span> another Freshman asked. And, apparently, they all had been brought here from other locations. Such a secret society wouldn't blow it's cover by having had all the new guys meet up at one place. This usually just draws attention. Unwanted attention. And so, they had been guided here from different places around the Campus.<br><br><em>"SILENCE!" </em><br><br>Just this one word, and they all fell silent in an instant. One of the other Freshman was startled, even, gulping and paling slightly by the sudden voice of the one figure that stepped towards the railing of the upper level, looking down to the gathered Freshmen below. Just this one word, echoing faintly through the hall.<br><br>Payton's voice was strong, when he spoke. It was not overly loud, but his pleasant voice echoed off of the basement walls, ending up like a whisper around ones head. He had that kind of voice that could cause a shiver down a man's spine. Either out of fear..or pleasure. Or maybe a little bit of both. The man had stepped forward to regard each new aspirant in turn. His dark eyes lingering on each man, when he called him by his name. <br><br>Payton was dressed in a pair of black dress pants, immaculate and fitting, a black, silken button-down, half uncovered over a toned, tanned torso. He wore a golden chain around his neck. A simple, gold chain, and a golden ring on his finger. There was something carved into it. Symbols..His hair was in some stylish, idle disarray it seemed, half covering those intimidating eyes. Those dark, brooding eyes. But a closer look would reveal something...deeper. Something...lascivious, almost. <br><br><em>"Now that I have your undivided attention..." </em>Payton resumed after he was certain that they will pay attention to him. His whole demeanour demanded it. The other men standing left and right of him. Six to his left, and six to his right. <br><br><em>"We offer each one of you the opportunity to gain power beyond belief. Influence. Power. The values and merits of belonging to one of the oldest brotherhoods in the history of schooling in this country. Alpha Omega has almost 150 years of history. You will gain insight. Wisdom.&nbsp; <br>And it will become true. For two of you. The others...simply will not meet our expectations and criteria."</em> A smile formed on Payton's lips. <em>"And...they will not pass our tests."</em> he added after a moment of brooding silence.<br><br>But, the -really- scary part was the fact that Payton called each Freshman by his full name. He knew where they lived, their room numbers in the dorms, the names of the guys they shared their dorm rooms with, their classes, their friends. It seemed that the man knew everything. Just as if they all...were open books for the young man. <br><br><em>"Gabriel McKinley." </em>he said, when it was Gabriel's turn to be stared at. <em>"Your father is Dr Alejandros McKinley. His name is well remembered within these halls." </em>Payton said, and Gabriel could see that..alluring smile dancing on Payton's lips. It had a rather seductive quality, in the flickering lights. <em>"Mmmh. Gabriel. What a..suitable name." </em><br><br>Maybe, just...maybe...Payton's gaze seemed to linger upon Gabriel for a moment longer than on all the other new faces. Or..maybe Gabriel was just paranoid.<br><br>Do they really have access to the student database in school? To all the files, and the private information? It..was a frightening thought, indeed. It was what made or destroyed a career, after all. The private details. The records, the possible warnings or mis-demeanours during ones school years. How much influence must a society have, to gain such private information? It seemed that Payton even knew the parents names and their professions. What else did he know?<br><br>How far would they go, to get the required records and files? And..how far does that influence go?<br><br><em>"We have decided..." </em>Payton resumed his speech, while he surveyed them all.<em> "...to allow two more students into our..distinguished circle of friends." </em>HAH! What a way to put it. <em>"And now.. look around your self and choose. Choose wisely because for the duration of the testing process, your partner will be your best friend...and your worst enemy. Remember. Just two of you will make it far enough to undergo our....initiation process."</em><br><br>Payton stepped back and he leaned his head down a little, listening to one of the other shadowy figures. They talked for a moment, in hushed tones. He smirked softly and he nodded before he addressed the freshmen once more. <em>"Five minutes, then you will step forward with your chosen partner."</em><br><br>And then there was silence again...hushed whispers, the Freshmen looking around. Uncertain. Who to chose? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 13:00:43</strong>
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				For some reason, Gabriel was not surprised when the man he was focused on stepped forward to separate himself from the the shadowy figures.&nbsp; He was however surprised when the figure revealed himself to be the man he had seen at one of the parties, the one whose logoed jacket had sprung to his mind when he first received the invitation.&nbsp; Gabriel barely resisted flinching when the man opened his mouth and his silky voice echoed around the room.&nbsp; Instead, his mind blanked for a mere second, almost like a connection was established between the two, before thought returned.<br><br>He held the mysterious man's gaze as the voice spoke about his father and how he was remembered but could not help but allow a faint hint of confusion enter his expression as his name was... well... complimented in a bizarre way.&nbsp; Just why his name was appropriate or whether this was a good thing was something that Gabriel wasn't sure of.<br><br>As the figure above declared they had five minutes to choose a partner who would be both a friend and an enemy, Gabriel felt himself experience a moment of sharp regret that he had focused his attention upwards rather than on those around him.&nbsp; Within seconds however, one of the men around him approached him and, after a couple of seconds, opened his mouth to speak.&nbsp; Gabriel recognised him as the man from Union Square, obviously latching onto the only person he knew.&nbsp; Nervous then, he was still nervous now.<br><br>Before the man could utter even one single word, Gabriel opened his mouth and assertively and abruptly spoke over him.&nbsp; "No."&nbsp; He wanted nothing to do with someone so uncertain of himself, lacking assertiveness and the ability to even project confidence externally.&nbsp; Not even sparing a single glance more for the man, he turned and moved apart from the others and surveyed them all.&nbsp; Adopting an air of confidence, he watched the movement of the others, trying to get a feel for each other.<br><br>As Gabriel's eyes flickered across all the men, he spotted one man on the other side who appeared to be doing the exact same thing he was - standing back and getting the measure of the other men.&nbsp; Their eyes met and immediately there was no way that they were considering the other men any longer.&nbsp; Instead, they were assessing each other in the context of the warning they had been given - friend and enemy.&nbsp; Gabriel knew that, for the time being at least, the man would be unable to detect weakness in him but, frustratingly, he was having the same difficulty with the figure across the room.<br><br>All he had to go on was the visuals.&nbsp; The man was roughly the same height as Gabriel, perhaps conceding one inch if that.&nbsp; He had extremely light blonde hair, penetrating blue eyes and an angular, rather severe face.&nbsp; Suddenly, Gabriel's eyes narrowed.&nbsp; He'd spotted something about the man.. something that was on the fringe of his thoughts, whispering to him... something he knew was important if he could just tease it out into the open.&nbsp; In a split second, it came to him.&nbsp; Despite this sharpness of features and focused gaze, Gabriel had the faint sense that the man was compassionate and caring underneath the facade, to a level beyond that Gabriel knew himself capable of.. a level that would impede ambition, impede taking what he wanted.&nbsp; Ambitious, but weak at the same time.&nbsp; Instantly, Gabriel made his decision.<br><br>Quicker than he thought possible, that same silky voice echoed around the room.&nbsp; "Time!&nbsp; Step forward."&nbsp; Out of his peripheral vision, Gabriel could sense undisguised panic amongst about four men who had not yet been accepted as partners but both he and the figure across the room stepped unerringly towards each other.&nbsp; Stopping at each others side, they pivoted and looked upwards, almost in formation.&nbsp; Out of the corner of his mother, he whispered... "Gabe." and heard very faintly, "Tyrone..", and nothing else.&nbsp; Gabriel could only wonder what the other had seen in him that had cemented the partnership... what weakness had he seen?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nico</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 20:07:07</strong>
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				It was certainly not an easy task, to find a partner amongst people one doesn't even know. Not knowing any of their strengths and weaknesses. Nothing. Maybe this already was the first test? To find something worthy? Or someone who would prove no challenge at all? Such an important decission, this.<br><br>The minutes passed and in the meantime, faint, low murmurings could be heard from the upper level. The shadowed figures stood together in small groups, whispering with each other, but Gabriel literally could sense all their gazes drifting down to the lower level every so often. <br><br>And all the while, Payton remained standing by the railing, surveying the Freshmen down there, as they walked around, some fidgeting nervously, trying desperately to find a partner. Others were more confident, the stood back, assessing the men around them with more care, with more wit and maybe even with more...calculation. There was a soft smirk dancing on Payton's lips while he watched the men, and, for a long moment, he followed Gabriel with his eyes while he traced the old, wooden railing with his fingertips. His dark eyes still half obscured by shadows, their flames reflecting in those dark, dark orbs. Payton lifted one of his eyebrows, ever so subtly, when Gabriel and the other man found one another.<br><br>Oh yes, they both seemed...confident and strong. On the outside, at least. But..he'll see who will prove to be worthy. Only time could tell. He wouldn't make assumptions.<br><br><em>"Time. Step forward."</em> -Payton raised his voice when the time was up. And he watched the men stand, ready for more. He smirked softly, he liked the way Gabriel and the other man almost stood in formation. Almost as if they tried to impress Payton. He lifted a hand, making a gesture and six of the other men apparently knew what to do. Slowly, they moved down the spiral staircases, and each one of them moved to join the pairs on the lower level. The other six remained by Payton's side. But..as one of the six men moved towards Gabriel and Tyrone, Payton leaned over the railing a bit. <em>"Wait. I'll do this myself, James." </em>and the young student nodded to Payton and he moved back up the stairs, joining his friends while Payton himself moved down the stairs, his fingertips lightly trailing on the railing before he left the steps, to move towards Payton and Tyrone.<br><br>Payton's steps were well-measured, slow and almost casual, but there was this unmistakable air of confidence surrounding the young, handsome man. Confidence and...something else. Whatever it was, it was so subtle, so deep in those dark eyes. And it was just those dark eyes that stared at the two Freshmen. Almost as if he was sizing them up. <em>"Very good." </em>Payton smirked and he regarded both men. <em>"Each one of you will think of...three weaknesses of your partner. And, additionally, I would love to hear why each one of you thinks that he will be...more successful than the other. You shouldn't think about it, though. Someone lacking wits is...definitely not desired in these halls, gentlemen."</em><br><br>And, as it seemed, Tyrone and Gabriel had the pleasure of getting tested by the leader himself. If this was a good thing or a bad one....time will tell, no doubt.<br><br>The other men took care of the other pairings, probably asking them same of them, but this should be of no importance to Gabriel and Tyrone. <br><br><em>"I give you...a minute to think about it, gentlemen." </em>And Payton was about to step back and give the two Freshmen time to think of their answers, but then those dark, alluring eyes regarded Gabriel once more. And Payton stepped...close. Too close maybe, his toned chest almost brushed against Gabriel's and he could feel Payton's body heat, and his breath on his skin.<em> "Do you know what your name means, Mr. Kinley?" </em>He asked, in nothing but a hushed whisper, before he stepped back again, casually so, like nothing ever happened.<br><br>Of course, Payton will not tell them when the minute was over. He just..wanted to see who of them both had more confidence, more guts to speak out just like this. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 15:14:51</strong>
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				Gabriel watched with veiled surprise as the man overruled one of the others, replacing him in front of them.&nbsp; He tried to work out if that meant that he was impressed or unimpressed with their decision.&nbsp; His initial words appeared to dismiss that concern.&nbsp; His next words sent Gabriels mind into overdrive - he had already identified one weakness in the other.&nbsp; To find two more in under a minute was nigh on impossible.<br><br>Gabriel heard but did not answer the man's question about his name.&nbsp; He did, however, mentally file away the realisation that it was the second time that his name had been mentioned...&nbsp; later on, he would want to think about that to try and figure out why.&nbsp; Focusing in on the other, he stared at him and was not surprised to find the stare returned.&nbsp; Mentally, they were similar in many respects - determined, stubborn and ambitious.... and hard to read.&nbsp; Gabriel still could not read the other past that one little hint he'd received before.<br><br>He watched the other without blinking or counting the seconds.&nbsp; After at least half their allotted time had passed, Gabriel noted that the other had faint beads of sweat on his forehead - a sure sign of stress.&nbsp; Suddenly he realised that he had him.&nbsp; Breaking the eye contact, he turned around to face the apparent leader of Alpha and Omega, noting a faint flicker of surprise on his partner's face.<br><br>"I know.&nbsp; Firstly, he has compassion - not the right amount but too much.&nbsp; He will give in at inappropriate moments as a result.&nbsp; Secondly, he shows his emotions through expression or unconcious body reactions and, finally and most importantly, he can't read me."&nbsp; Gabriel said confidently, his gaze challenging the man in front of him to dispute it and his posture challenging his partner beside him to do the same.<br><br>"If he could, he'd have answered first.&nbsp; I guarantee it.&nbsp; You ask why I'll be more successful than he would?&nbsp; It is for that very reason - he can't read me therefore he can't predict me."<br><br>Suddenly, Gabriel turned and walked slowly and surely around his partner, assessing him further as he went.&nbsp; Sudden realisation and suspicion hit and he walked back to face the man who demanded his attention and focus.<br><br>"I have a suspicion.&nbsp; You planted him to test me.&nbsp; The others, unlikely but... him?&nbsp; Am I right?" Gabriel said, a faint challenge in his voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nico</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 20:37:41</strong>
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				Payton kept those dark eyes of his levelled on the two men while he made a step or two to the side, to rest a hipbone against the railing of the spiral staircase nearby. But he kept watching them, with that arrogant, handsome smile lingering on his lips and both thumbs hooked in the front pockets of his pants. His stance was casual, yet confident. And while the other couples were given the very same questions, very likely, Payton was only focused on the two men he had chosen. Slowly, he licked over his bottom lip, and his dark eyes roam over Gabriel's form. Damn, the Freshman was quite a piece of eyecandy. <br><br>But the young man let his gaze stray, for a moment, towards the others, and the smirk never left his lips. It was not an easy task, to find two more members for their...exclusive circle. Not at all. Alpha Omega had a reputation to keep up, after all. And not everyone was suited to join their ranks. Absently, almost..or was it bored, almost...he reached into a pocket, fishing out a silver cigarette case. He opened it and picked one of the cigarettes out, slipping it between his lips. He shut the case and let it slide back into the back pocket of his pants, but...he didn't get to light it up, yet. Because Gabriel regarded him and spoke up.<br><br>It made Payton smile, ever so slowly, the unlit cigarette dangling from his lips but for now, he left it like this. He pushed himself away from the railing, though, closing the distance to the two men once more, while Gabriel spoke. Oh yes, Payton had noticed the beads of sweat on Gabriel's partners temples. They glistened softly, in the dim, almost eerie illumination. Payton walked past them, but then he stopped to reach out and touched the other Freshman's temple, with a soft smirk, and a slightly cocked eyebrow.<em>"You are right Mr. Kinley." </em>-came Payton's smooth, husky voice. And he leaned in, to the other boy's ear. <em>"Tsk, tsk."</em> he whispered, while his gaze never left Gabriel. <br><br>Payton stepped back again, tho, and he moved to stand in front of the two men once more, listening to what Gabriel had to say. And Gabriel could feel Payton's gaze on him, brushing over his body in a most...improper way, maybe. No man should look at another like this..at least..no heterosexual man. But..nobody ever said that Payton was straight. Even if half of the girls on Campus claimed to have had sex with him. Was an easy way to get attention, after all, to use the probably most popular guy in school in such a way. But Payton did not even think about hiding his quite teasing looks. Of course, if Gabriel was straight..it certainly wouldn't stop Payton from...enjoying the view.<br><br><em>"I knew that you will be the first to speak up, Mr. Kinley." </em>Payton said, with an almost wicked smile on his lips and a glance towards the slightly nervous, sweating fellow next to Gabriel. <em> "And I knew that you possess quite some...boldness.....I like that."</em> He chuckled, inaudibly, almost, before he moved again. This time, to Gabriel's side, and he leaned in. Close. Too close to respect personal space, very likely, but this didn't seem to keep the young man. <em>"If you are right, hm?" </em>Again Payton chuckled, ever so softly, and there was that soft sparkling deep in his eyes, and his voice dropped some more, and he leaned in some more, his lips...brushing over Gabriel's earlobe, while he spoke. <em>"Maybe..." </em>And..it couldn't be more..challenging. The way it was said. That low, husky voice, and that smile, right before he stepped back and turned.<br><br>Payton made just a step, though, before he turned enough to glance back to Gabriel. <em>"Why...don't you find out, Mr. Kinley?"</em> And... Gabriel could -swear- that he felt the very tips of Payton's fingers, brushing, just for a moment, against his arm, right before Payton stepped away.<br><br>What in Gods name was Payton up to? Did he just...challenge Gabriel? Did he want to...lure him out some more? To more boldness? Might as well be....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 14:39:27</strong>
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				Gabriel eyed the other man, faintly frustrated that he knew nothing about him but the mysterious male seemingly knew everything about him.&nbsp; He hated being in a position of weakness and knew that everything about the situation was designed to put not only himself but all the other men brought here tonight in that very position of vulnerability and uncertainty.&nbsp; The challenge that the other seemingly casually flung at Gabriel stirred something within him and he realised something important.<br><br>The other knew facts and figures about him and, perhaps, even had a brief insight into his personality but he didn't know him down to his heart and soul.&nbsp; He didn't understand that, while Gabriel was not adverse to using mind games to his own advantage, he hated them being used on him.&nbsp; He couldn't know that Gabriel took challenges personally - if he had, he wouldn't have moved into Gabriel's personal space, wouldn't have put him into the situations he had tonight.&nbsp; Gabriel suddenly reconsidered, challenging his own assumptions - perhaps this man would have... it would seem to match his personality.&nbsp; It was something to keep in mind.<br><br>All of these thoughts flashed through Gabriel's head in a split second and he reacted as a result, not really considering the consequence.&nbsp; He started to move after the man a millisecond after he turned, ignoring the faint intake of breath from his partner.&nbsp; His hand whipped out, clamping down on the other's shoulder, squeezing slightly.<br><br>"I think... I will... find out." he said, terseness evident in his voice.&nbsp; "Tell me... or I'll walk out.&nbsp; I don't need this.&nbsp; Challenge me, test me, whatever but do it openly.&nbsp; Don't play games."&nbsp; Gabriel said, muscles tensing, unwilling to release his grip on the man's shoulder.<br><br>Waiting for a response, Gabriel could almost imagine his father in his mind's eye.&nbsp; He would not be impressed and, indeed, Gabriel would sure that the reserved man would have an aghast look on his face - such disrespect for his revered Alpha and Omega, such irreverence.&nbsp; Mentally, Gabriel shrugged.&nbsp; He'd disappointed his father many times in his life and he was fairly sure that his coming out months ago would not be the last time.&nbsp; In many ways, the old man was proud of his son but Gabe knew that there were many things that would be changed if his father had his way.<br><br>Gabriel gave the shoulder another squeeze and his voice drawled out, a challenge of his own evident.&nbsp; "Welllll.... should I walk?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nico</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 19:37:23</strong>
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				Payton froze in his steps, the moment he felt the hand on his shoulder. Too bad that Gabriel couldn't see the almost wicked smile on Payton's lips, before he turned his head, slowly, so very slowly, to look down to the hand resting on one of his broad shoulders. <em>"Mmmh, dominant, aren't we?" </em>he murmured to the Freshman, almost too silent to be heard, but..Payton made sure that Gabriel -will- hear it. It was just some rather..pleasant noise in Payton's throat. The man's dark eyes lifted, ever so slowly, -almost in slow motion- to Gabriel's eyes, and for a moment, he stared at him. Searching the other man's eyes. <br><br>He felt the other man's muscles tensing, and it coaxed a gentle smirk from Payton. He looked at Gabriel...for a long..long moment, and with a growing smirk, but then he turned his head some more, to regard Gabriel's partner.<em> "Looks like your partner won the first round." </em><br><br>And thus, Payton revealed that it was the first test already. He...wanted to find out how far the two Freshmen would go. What it would take to lure them out some more. And..where their limits are. And, apparently, by the satisfied, slightly arrogant look on the man's face..he got what he wanted...for now. <br><br>Payton turned his gaze back to Gabriel, but first, he eyed the other man's hand still resting on his shoulder.<em> "So...you want an open challenge, yes, Mr. Kinley?"</em> he murmured. <em>"Well..then I shouldn't disappoint you, yes?" </em>he continued, just as low as before, and those dark, dark eyes never leaving Gabriel's. <br><br>And then, so quickly, within a hearbeat, Payton reached out to place his palm against the back of Gabriel's head, and he leaned it, to press his warm, soft lips against Gabriel's. Just like that. Because he could. Because the other was standing there, so close, to tense. Payton shut his eyes for this moment of...unleashed passion. And the kiss -was- passionate. Wild. Untamed. And completely, utterly unashamed. He gave a shit and a half if someone could see that. And, while they kissed, he reached up to...remove the hand from his shoulder. A strong hand, his fingers coiling around Gabriel's wrist.<br><br>And the charming, arrogant smile was lingering upon Payton's lips, the passion still swirling in those dark pools once he pulled away from their kiss. He breathed out against the other man's lips, before he stepped back.<br><br>Talk about testing a man's limits. There was not much more challenging than to be kissed by another man..in public...while Payton didn't even know if Gabriel was...swinging his way. Then again, maybe he knew. Or...suspected it at least. It was the subtle looks, the glances, the desire.<br><br><em>"And now...for the next test. The last one for this evening, gentlemen." </em>Payton said as he addressed them both. Gabriel and his partner, who looked slightly...shocked and take aback by the male erotica right in front of his eyes. But..Payton paid the freshman's slightly shocked look no mind. The poor thing was a bit pale too. But it just made Payton smirk softly.<br><br><em>"Oh...besides..." </em>He lifted a hand, pointing into the direction of the stairs they descended earlier. <em>"There is the door, Mr. Kinley. Should you still wish to..walk."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Alpha and the Omega (Nicholas &amp; Kipoc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kip</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 13:14:51</strong>
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				Gabriel was slightly taken aback and barely able to contain his surprise when the other man's hand entwined in his hair and their lips met.&nbsp; For a split second, he felt an almost arrogant pride within himself as he contained the surprise and gave no outward or physical reaction to the abrupt movement into his personal space.&nbsp; That second quickly passed as he felt the soft warmth of the lips pressed against his and thought fled before the sensual passion openly offered to him.&nbsp; Another second of thought contrasted the heat within the man's kiss with the clinical coolness in which he ran the procedures.&nbsp; "Hidden depths..." was as far as Gabriel's thoughts got before he let himself flow into the moment.<br><br>In what seemed like a split second, the other man drew back and the place that Gabriel had lost himself shattered back into reality.&nbsp; It was almost painful and he had to blink a few times to gather his senses.&nbsp; Blink a few times to take in the face of Payton.&nbsp; Blink a few times to let the faintest hint of a smirk cross his face.&nbsp; It only took those few blinks for the challenge within him to be expressed once again.&nbsp; His eyes flickered to follow Payton's hands as he gestured towards the door but his head did not turn or follow any further.&nbsp; He knew what was being gestured towards....&nbsp; and for a second he was sorely tempted to take the offer.<br><br>Gabriel quickly assessed the man in front of him.&nbsp; The suggestion that the next test was yet to come gave him pause and he had a sudden thought that the kiss had not been a test but an offering.&nbsp; Something within him dismissed the thought as egotistical and something not worth pursuing.... at least, not for the next few minutes.&nbsp; His mind jerked him back to the present and the thought of another test made his eyes sparkle as all his attention moved from internal analysis to an external fixation on the man in front of him.<br><br>"Perhaps I will....&nbsp; If I do take that option however it will be at a time of my choosing to fit my own path.&nbsp; It will not be at the suggestion of another nor will it be done to serve their purposes."<br><br>Barely resisting an almost overwhelming temptation to put his hand back on the man's shoulder, Gabriel instead took a considered and measured step backwards.&nbsp; Levelling his gaze at Payton, he didn't offer the other man a chance to speak before continuing.<br><br>"Let's not waste time.&nbsp; The next challenge?" he said with an odd combination of challenge and invitation in his eyes.
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