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Realistic or Modern The Mercury Group (OPEN)

Olivia flashed the man a smile, she was surprised that so quickly someone had acknowledged her. She decided he was friendly enough, "Nice to meet you, Elijah." she said, her voice was higher pitched than you'd expect it to be, something that personally annoyed her. She learned to live with it though. Her pink hair and tattoos were another thing she expected people to shy away from, this group of people however seemed like a group who had their own flaws to deal with too.
 
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Olivia flashed the man a smile, she was surprised that so quickly someone had acknowledged her. She decided he was friendly enough, "Nice to meet you, Elijah." she said, her voice was higher pitched than you'd expect it to be, something that personally annoyed her. She learned to live with it though. Her pink hair and tattoos were another thing she expected people to shy away from, this group of people however seemed like a group who had their own flaws to deal with too.
He was taken a bit aback by the sound of her voice, but never faltered. It was interesting. And pleasant. It was interesting because it was pleasant. He looked at her hair and tattoos on her arm, careful not to appear to be lingering. She was quite attractive, and looked about 20 or so. But with his luck she could be 16 for all he knew. Both weren't a problem, just one was more desirable than the other. He definitely keep those thoughts, romantic and otherwise, at bay. "That is a lovely shade of pink. What brings you here, Olivia? Beyond the note of course. If anything beyond the note. I guess there would be nothing beyond the note huh? Oi I'm rambling I'm sorry"
 
"Dios mio.."


Oscar muddled under his breath, as he rubbed the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb. A lifelong sign of his for stress or aggitation. It had been adorable when he was a child. One of the few positive things he could say about chapter in life. Letting the strap of his bag slide off his shoulder, his fingers coiled around it before the bag could hit the floor with any disruptive force, instead giving it a nice padded landing. He turned to Megan.



"Chica, look..I don't know what all...this is.."



He motions to the festivities taking place in the living room.



"But I just need a place to sleep for a few weeks, so I can get my feet on the ground. I can pay."
 
The way the man spoke was awfully interesting, the way he rambled on was less annoying and more adorable. She found herself intrigued by his appearance, she couldn't pinpoint his age, but he did look younger than her, maybe a year or two but these days it was often hard to tell what exactly one was dealing with. "I pretty much just read the note and got curious, wanted to see who was here I guess."
 
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The way the man spoke was awfully interesting, the way he rambled on was less annoying and more adorable. She found herself intrigued by his appearance, she couldn't pinpoint his age, but he did look younger than her, maybe a year or two but these days it was often hard to tell what exactly one was dealing with. "I pretty much just read the note and got curious, wanted to see who was here I guess."
"Well then I will happy to inform you that I am the most interesting. Probably. Most likely. Possibly. Who knows?" He tilted his head to the smaller group. "Over yonder they are playing go fish. It was fascinating to analyze them. One moment." He got up a quick moment and grabbed her one of those cups. "Here you go. It's sweet tea. A bit too sweet for my blood but still enjoyable nevertheless. So, Olivia. Tell me about yourself and I will do the same. Alleviate my curiosity. You know, the basics. Favorites, dislikes, hobbies, interests, pet peeves, etc."
 
"Well hey there, everyone! My name is Kendall, and you may all refer to me as Ken if you so wish. I'm in my early 20s -so you have that, but I'm not going to say where I am-, I'm currently working as this towns Graffiti artist though I don't get paid for my beautiful artwork, and I finished school ages ago. And don't really feel like going back. SO there you go, you have me. Megan, you should tell us your age too, you know. Just to be fair." Ken said, turning back to their leader a moment before glancing around at the others in the group.


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Finnegan

The hustle and bustle of the room was slightly nauseating but Finn held himself together and watched the groups form in the room, a man off to the side spoke very different. Shrugging he then looked toward the other direction as Megan came back into the room. She wanted them to start? A low grumbled escaped him as he moved himself to be more apart of the group. Kendall had started off with his small little blurb and he then finished quite quickly. With out hesitation Finnegan cleared his throat and his accent rolled off his tongue "Hello, I am Finnegan, just call me Finn please. I am a mechanic at Randy's automotive here in town.. I am twenty two" With that he folded his arms over his chest and waited for everyone to chime in.​
 
"Alright, I'm Megan, I am 21 and I work at Fantasy Espresso. This is Otis, he is my little tag along. I adopted him when he was just a pup five years ago, and now we are nearly inseparable." Megan smiles and looks at the group, pausing for a second to get a feel for the room.


"I guess since I am talking I will talk about the group. To get one thing straight, I am not a licensed therapist. I want to be one some day, but at the moment I am not. So I cannot legally give you licensed advice, however- I am your friend. We can talk friend to friend and I can tell you what I would do in your situation. This is not a place where it is mandatory that we get together for group session and talk about our feelings. You run the group. So if we get together one day, and someone feels like sharing, you will listen and give support. Otherwise, we will get together and hangout. Doors will be open to you 24/7. You are the Mercury group. You are the only group allowed to stay overnight on the premises." Megan pauses and glances at the open door


"There are two other groups. A 30+ group who are made up of adults who have families, who may be fighting for their country, who may be fighting cancer, etc. And there is a preteen and children's group who are made up of youngsters who have their own problems, divorce, loss of a loved one, etc. With that being said, I ask that when those children are here, you respect them and watch the language. They are only here once a week. Are there any questions?


Megan pets Otis on the head and waits for somebody to speak up.


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Stacy walked into the room a few minutes late and sat down in an empty chair to catch the last part of Megans speech.





"i dont have a question but should I share? Sure I'll share." she said standing up.





"My name is Stacy. Um Im 18. Im here because im a whore. I really enjoy sex and being a slut and sleeping with people. I almost have a sex addiction and my parents didn't like that so I came here. Im looking forward to partying, drinking and maybe being in a relationship which is something totally new for me. So yeah thats all about me... Oh I like being deep too so if you wanna have a chill conversation with me, just come ask me. Im super friendly." she said smiling and sitting back down.





She smoothed out her mini skirt and smiled at the group.







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Ken's teeth clicked when he closed his mouth, snapping it shut when he realized that his jaw had dropped from Stacy's speech. Well that was quite forward of her yet he found himself clapping at the guts it took to admit that to a group of crooks. Slightly less guts then it would to a group of christians or a group of parents, but there was still a lot of guts involved. Also, to be a whore at 18... Ken hadn't started messing around with people until he was at least 19. So yeah, a whole year of messing around... but in his defense while he was 18 he was trying to convince his folks not to send him to military school for his last year of high school. Now he was free to do whatever and had already had a year of testing the waters. His gaze of course couldn't help but follow the movement of Stacy's hands over her mini skirt and he decided it was best not to oggle someone who was trying to get over dangerous temptations. Megan said they were here to help one another, not help addictions. Which kind of sucked because Stacy was totally Ken's type of girl. Hot. But eh, he would stay true to the group and be a support, not a hinderance. Or at least try.
 

Stacy smiled looking up from her lap to see Ken. He was super attractive. She was totally gonna sleep with him. She didn't actually come here to quit being a sex addict. She came here to party and have a bed.





She smiled at him and tilted her head to the doors and stood up, going outside of the room hoping he would follow.





She looked at herself in one of the mirrors. she looked pretty damn cute. She smirked stepping out and waiting for Ken.






@RubyRose
 
Ken playfully looked behind him before pointing to himself when he caught Stacy looking his way. He returned his smile with one of his own mischievous smirks, though when she got up and left the group he paused. He glanced over at Megan who was still holding a group meeting. He didn't want to just run out on her while things were going on... but everyone else was either oblvious to the actually 'tell us about yourself' or were too shy to say anything. Not Ken's type of people at all.


"Well... it's been fun but I've got better things to do than loaf around." Ken said, standing up. He moved to clap Megan on the shoulder, "Impressive group you've pulled together here. Perhaps one of us may be good for the others- you're certainly a shining example- or we may turn you back to the darkside." He teased with a light hearted tone. "Don't forget, the darkside has cookies." He said a bit louder before waving to the group and following Stacy out of the meet and greet room.


"So... about that deep conversation... are you more psychological or philosophical?" He said, grin showing off his dazzling white teeth.


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Stacy giggled a little hearing what he said when he left the room.




"So... about that deep conversation... are you more psychological or philosophical?"





"I can be anything you want baby." She smirked pressing her body against his and looking into his eyes.


"Are you gonna stay here tonight? Maybe you can tell me your story... maybe we can do other things..." Stacy said grinning, kissing his lips softly.



"Or maybe we can start with you telling me your story... or whatever you want. You're the guy. You decide."







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Elijah just enjoy the colorful banter back and forth between the two. He damn sure didn't want to interrupt this. Stacy would be a lovely specimen to watch interact. He'd adore studying her and seeing if she's really a slut or just a promiscuous tease. And this Ken fellow. Demandingly confident. Interesting. Very. When they both left he made his list of theories then stood himself. "Well then all. My name is Elijah. I am 19 and I would be your lovely con artist. It is my pleasure to study you all and further understand each and every one of you to fully comprehend your immense similarities and differences, how you interact, so on and so forth. I would be a sociologist if anything" He sat back down then something popped in his mind so he stood again. "Oh yes, I love drama. Its an invigorating social phenomenon. So, any lovely gossip going on, feel free to talk to me and I will give you worldly advice. Practical with a dash of imaginative so it's possible and probable. That, is all" And thus, he sat again, waiting for the others
 
"Thought you joined the group to get away from this?" He asked, though he didn't pull away. His eyebrow did arch, though, and his smirk became more questioning. "Anything I want, though... that is entirely too tempting. You really shouldn't offer such things. You never know what I might suggest." Ken teased, resting his hands on the girl's hips.


"Well, considering graffiti doesn't pay, I don't really have anywhere else to go." He pointed out. "And if you get me started on my story, you're never going to hear the end of it." He happily accepted the kiss. "I don't think those other things are allowed her, unfortunately." He added, glancing back towards the meeting room and thinking of Megan. She probably wouldn't appreciate if they got up to anything in a building that was supposed to be helping Stacy away from this.


"So why does my being the guy mean that I decide?" Ken asked, a little put off by the thought. He kind of liked his women to be the type to take control, too. Maybe that was his problem and why relationships never lasted for him. Maybe he was expecting the impossible. But he had a feeling there had to be at least one woman out there that wouldn't become his doormat if he requested it.


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Talia narrowed her eyes, "the token slut, awesome." she said with obvious sarcasm and distaste. Watching as the other girl moved around and flirted in a way that made Talia want to gag. She was already out of the room with man following. She mentally gave props to her for being good at what she did, but was almost grossed out by how she was here for a solid five minutes before already making moves. her judgemental attitutude left her no room to understand or even care about why the girl was like that. She forced herself to pay attention to the next one who spoke up.


She let out an annoyed groan before speaking, "I'm Talia Terry, 19. I sing, and I'm good at it even though my regular voice makes me sound like I smoke ten packs a day. I'm currently a low key model but am working towards hollywood and acting. Unlike the Community Toy, I'm not that friendly, and chances are, I've probably already sat here and torn you apart with some damn viscious words in my head." She referenced the girl without meaning to, but didn't mind all that much, she leaned back. First impressions were her specialty.
 

"Thought you joined the group to get away from this? Anything I want, though... that is entirely too tempting. You really shouldn't offer such things. You never know what I might suggest."

"I didn't come here to get away from being a slut. Yeah... Im down with anything. Go ahead... I'll do anything you want." She said smiling, moving her hands into his back pockets.





"Well, considering graffiti doesn't pay, I don't really have anywhere else to go. And if you get me started on my story, you're never going to hear the end of it.I don't think those other things are allowed her, unfortunately."





"Perfect. That's fine... Come on... Who has to know?" She said smirking, kissing his neck softy.





"So why does my being the guy mean that I decide?"





"Because. My mom always told me that sexually, I am the woman, I let the guy do what he wants... I just prefer to be the submissive... I think the man should take control." she said, then going back to kissing his neck.





"Come on lets go somewhere else..." she said kissing his lips again softly.






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"No?" Ken asked softly, his smirk turning into a full out grin when he felt her hands slip into his back pockets. He mimicked her though not into pickets because her skirt didn't have any, giving her ass a playful squeeze as he did so. He allowed his mind to roam on all the possibilities that he could request of her, but just having a woman in his bed tonight sounded pretty damn good. "Anything I want, huh?" He reaffirmed, using his grip to pull her tighter against him. "Now you've really got me interested." He teased.


"Who has to know? Well... I'm not one for liking to keep things quiet so the whole house would know by the time we finished." Ken hummed softly at the attention paid to his neck, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly to give her more access.


"Well I'm great at taking control." Ken admitted. "But I also enjoy giving control over every now and then. If your preference is to be submissive, though, I'm sure we can still find a way to have fun." His hands kneaded the flesh he had access to through the fabric of Stacy's skirt. "Nice ass, by the way." He murmured into her ear. "Go somewhere else? I'm game... what did you have in mind?" Ken asked, finally giving in to the girl's charm completely. A fling with Stacy wouldn't mean he'd have to settle down with her or any such nonsense like that so what was the harm?


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Megan smiles at Talia as she starts to talk, "It's wonderful to meet you Talia. A singer huh? I would love to hear you sing. Janis Joplin had a similar raspy voice, and she was an amazing singer, however she probably did smoke a lot." Megan laughs a little bit. But excuses herself when she hears a disturbance in the hall.


When Megan leaves the living room and enters the great hall she witnesses the recently acquainted couple, that had left the group early, necking and petting in plain sight.


Megan clears her throat, "Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt... Well, yes I do. If you don't mind, the rest of the group and I are getting acquainted, you both are going to miss house rules if you leave - which in the rate that this little party is heading, it might be nice for both of you to know the rules. Most of us are adults, but this is not some cheap hotel where you can rent a night to sleep with someone - someone you just met and someone who is in the Mercury Group. That is not what this house is for. And that is not what this group is for. So you have two options, you can come back and join the rest the group and learn about what really goes on here. Or you may leave. It's your choice, but I will not tolerate what is about to happen between you two in our house."


Megan turns, red faced, and heads to her office to get a break before rejoining the rest of the group. She locks the door to her office, plops down into her chair. Sits for a moment looking into her hands. Then turns to her desk drawer, opens it, and pulls out a flask. Megan stares at it for a moment but quickly puts it back into her desk and quickly gets up to join her group.


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As soon as Stacy was about to enter, the head bitch Megan came and interupted with some rant about how they weren't fucking in her house or whatever.


"Ugh. You sound like my parents." She said annoyed with the girl and kissed Ken again of the lips softly before turning around to eye Megan.





"Prude." Stacy said softly before walking back into the room dragging Ken along, as Megan sulked to her office.





"We can finish that later." she whispered to him and sat down in her chair next to Talia.






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When Megan came around, Ken felt properly abashed but he tried to hide it behind a playful mask. "Aw come on, Megan, we were just goofing off." He said, giving her one of his 'I'm innocent' smiles, though he wasn't entirely innocent. He really didn't want Megan to be upset with him- if for no other reason then she had given him a place to stay when no one else would. He felt his brows lower a bit into an almost scowl at Stacy's comment before he forced them back to their previous quirked position. He accepted the kiss, at any rate, before allowing himself to be pulled back into the meeting room, his gaze on Megan.


I don't have anywhere else to go. Ken thought sullenly, watching as Megan went into her office for a few minutes before coming back out. She looked... well, upset and embarrassed. Was messing around with Stacy really all that bad. At Stacy's words that they could finish things later, he gave her a playful smirk and a wink on impulse before returning his attention to the group. Best to learn house rules now so that he knew how to break them and get away with it later.


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Megan cleared her throat, "Sorry about that guys. Let's just go over the house rules and then we can let the games begin."


Megan gave a small smile and continued with her speech, " The house rules are pretty simple. I've shared with you that this house is not only for this group, but we have small children that use the space as well. So we need to watch what we do and say around said children. There will also be no shenanigans in this house. I am not your mom, but we are all supposed to be here for eachother, and when things don't work out in a relationship things get complicated and that is how drama forms. We want this to be a drama-free zone. You may drink, but I will not allow hard drugs on the property. I've seen people lose their lives by using, and I don't want to see that happen to any of you. Please pick up after yourself. You may use the washer and dryer and any other appliance you may find on the property. Rules are pretty simple, and they are there to help keep everyone safe, and the environment clean and friendly."


With that all being said, " Is there anything else someone would wish to add?"


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Ken thought over things carefully. A place to sleep, to wash clothing, the get togethers to try and fix the things wrong with them... what other core aspect of life was there? Oh...


"Megan... I can't remember if you've mentioned a kitchen in this place. If not, are we allowed to bring food in from other places? Are we required to share if we do? Also, if there is a kitchen, what's the plan with cooking? Is someone in charge of that?" He said, trying to ignore the jab of guilt that was stabbing at him from allowing shenanigans to happen so soon. And to be caught in the middle of them, to boot.


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Megan smiles, watching as Ken comes up with questions. "Yes. We do have a kitchen. It is located right over there." Megan points to the other side of the room where all of the food is that she came in with earlier. Megan scrunched up her nose and stuck out her tongue. Megan wasn't sure if he was just being a smartass, but she thought now would be a good time to discuss food.


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"You are allowed to bring in your own food. There are pantries, dishes, a dishwasher, an oven, and a full-sized fridge for your use. I will have some groceries on hand - Breads, milk, cereals, eggs, breakfast/lunch meats, fruits/veggies, coffee/juice/tea. I will do a Costco run once a month and I will do a home cooked meal for dinners. You are welcome to bring food for yourself, or to share with others. That is up to you and your budget. If you cannot cook, I guess now would be a good time to learn. Or ask someone to teach you to cook. I love cooking, so I would be of assistance if someone needs help." Megan looks over at Ken and smiles "Thank you for your question."


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