Loose Lips Gossip - April 2, 2012

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04.02.12 - 9:07 AM Kisses for the Fools A Few Pecks Before You Go Here's some real gossip for you today, darlings. As opposed to what you all made blow up over social media yesterday and then had egg on your face because it was April Fools Day. I don't know why so many of you thought Tony Stark marrying me was the fabulous truth, but a girl can dream, can't she? First in our salacious bag, we have socialite Roxanne Danvers getting back up on her horse. Or two of them at once, my pets. As I broke the news to you precious readers not long ago, our favorite socialite Danvers has Cadet America living with her. Though after a particularly dour dry spell, she seems to be back on the prowl. While her cut blond cutie is there, she also has a dark and mysterious man visiting often. It doesn't matter what time, day or night, girl's getting back on top. Also seen about town is one Alistaire Shaw. While that's not particularly of note, what is is that he seems to have the same woman on his arm wherever he goes. It seems a Miss Alisa LeBeau has thrown her lot in with the one of the least mentionable Shaws. Sometimes, we forget he's even there, but he's out and about now. Of Miss LeBeau, we've picked up she's an art appraiser of some sort. She caters to the rich and famous. With her following a playboy about town, she's either in for a heartbreak or heavy pockets. I'd watch yourself if you're having anything authenticated by her and then it suddenly ends up in Alistaire Shaw's hands. Though let's just hope this is a nasty... rumor. Speaking of Shaws, we come to the most prominent living one we have in town. Miss Stephanie Shaw has apparently moved on from being dumped by the Brazilian Bronco. First it was a string of boys at Columbia. Apparently none of them measured up to her former mug of hot chocolate. Further solidifying that once she went black, she never went back, she's been seen out romancing Brooke Wyngarde. They've been seen together frequently in public and on a romantic dinner date. They were so taken by Languedoc that they bought it. Shortly thereafter, they went to the Diamond District. Together. I hope to score an invite to the impending nuptials. Since it is legal here in New York and in Miss Shaw's native Spain. It has come to my attention that young Miss Erin Sterling, daughter of Ambassador Maximilian Sterling, has been hanging around the young men of 890 Fifth Avenue. With Roxie Danvers oh so slowly getting back into the swing of things, (only two, dear? tut tut) it seems as though the Avengers have a new blonde minx who's been leaving a lot of wet in her wake. And we don't just mean her ability to control water. And finally, our usual Monday treat, which eligible singletons should you try to score by the week's end? No surprise, the number one guy is Tony Stark. Dress yourself up in nothing but strategically placed iPads and turn his head, darlings. If he's not your thing, try someone a little exotic: Marcelo Alencar da Silva. Rumor has it he's been out at a lot of hot nightspots lately. For those looking for the female persuasion, let's not forget brains and beauty as I have it on good authority Valeria Richards is still single. She appears a little down right now, but the right man could turn that frown upside down. Equally as lovely but a bit more hot-tempered is Eva Worthington. While she has been seen dressing down a few cabbies lately, it's nice to know a girl who knows what she wants and has a nice set of lungs. Don't you think, my cinnamon sticks? And that's the tidbits I have for this Monday. Let's be back on Wednesday with even more to talk about. Mwah, darlings!

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[hellfire_empath]

Brooke was used to being talked about. She was also used to being written about. After all, you didn't grow up in New York society without having it happen to you once or twice.

But this...this was all lies.

Yes, of course she loved Stephanie. Stephanie Shaw was her best friend. But she'd never harboured any romantic feelings towards Stephanie. Nothing Sapphic or sensual there.

And yet, there it was, in black and white, being read all over.

They were, evidently, an item.

Brooke's rage was strong enough that she was uncontrollably tele-sharing with to anyone near her at the Institute.

[kinetic_assault]

Brianna was unreasonably irritated.

No. She was angry and she didn't know why. The last time she was /this/ pissed off was that night with Declan...

She got up and walked around, trying to clear her mind, but it wasn't enough. Eventually, she ended up near Brooke.

"Bloody lovely day we're having, isn't it?" Brianna asked, plopping into a chair.

[hellfire_empath]

"The worst," Brooke grumbled, still not realizing the effect that her emotions were having on those around her. She pursed her lips and handed the newspaper to Brianna. "The Loose Lips column," she explained. "They like writing things about people. I've shown up in it a time or three, but usually, it was nothing this blatantly false."

[kinetic_assault]

Brianna took the paper and read the column. The more she read it, the angrier she got.

"Who gave this daft little trollop a column?" Brianna asked, her own anger radiating off her in waves.

"You should sue. There's got to be something one can do about this. It's practically a hit piece." Brianna said.

"Granted, you and your friend are very pretty but this sort of thing shouldn't be speculated on by anyone." she said.

[hellfire_empath]

"I suppose that Stephanie and I could go and buy the newspaper, but that would just cause this woman to build her own website and write more things about us," Brooke said off-handedly. She breathed in deeply. Anger made you frown, and frowning made your brow furrow, which created wrinkles.

Wrinkles were bad.

"It's not all bad," she said, forcibly attempting to calm down. "I mean, they could have written something far worse, I suppose. Instead, we're just a power lesbian couple who went on a shopping spree." She shrugged. "It's just that I recently started seeing someone, and I'd rather not...have it get ruined by a terrible lie."

[avengingwarbird]

She laughed. Really, that was all that Roxie could do. She'd been written about since she'd first debuted into society.

Hell, she'd been written about before that.

This? This was tame compared to some of the other things that were written about her. Alexander, she was sure, would have a good laugh over it.

Joe, on the other hand...

Roxie frowned.

This wasn't generally the world he was from, or the world that he was used to.

How would he take this?

[call_me_phobos]

Alexander appeared in front of his sister at the moment with his own copy of the report.

"Cadet America? I think we should get him a little nameplate to go over his door. Or maybe we can just tape this article to it. Don't you think Joe would love that?" Alexander said snidely.

He couldn't help it; he didn't like Joe Rogers and he didn't mind telling Roxanne about it. He'd avoided the man out of respect for his sister but this was almost too good to pass up.

"How are you doing, Roxanne? Oh, and you neglected to mention you were friends with Brooke Wyngarde. Charming woman, that one." he smiled.

[avengingwarbird]

Roxie looked up from the newspaper and raised an eyebrow at her big brother. She sighed and moved over, patting the empty space on the couch next to her.

It was the same one she and Joe had cuddled on not too long ago while watching movies.

"Be nice," Roxie said. "I know you have it in you not to pick on my - er - our housemate. Besides, I'm not sure how he's going to feel, being written about. Me, I can handle it. Joe is...this isn't the sort of world he generally operates in."

Pause.

Blink.

Blanche.

"How do you know Brooke?" she asked cautiously. Brooke was special people.

Very, very special people.

And not just because she was a mutant.

She was just...Brooke.

"Also, apparently, before you set your sights on her, she's into girls," Roxie held up her iPad and showed him the story about Brooke and Stephanie Shaw.

[call_me_phobos]

Alexander let out a sigh of mock exasperation. "Fine. I'll try not to pick on your housemate too much. But no promises." he said.

When she blanched at the mention of Brooke's name, Alexander couldn't help but smile.

"We met at Lanvin's. She helped me select a gift for you. And then I asked her out to dinner. We had an excellent time. She's my Muse." he said.

When Roxie mentioned that she was into girls and showed him the article, he blinked. He hadn't gotten that particular vibe from her but...at least the girl in question was pretty.

"Well, she is...for now. That will change soon enough." Alexander said, his voice dripping with confidence.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa LeBeau was mortified by what was written. She had always taken her business seriously. And this paper... was suggesting she was scamming clients so that Alistaire could buy their artwork they think is fake. Granted, he had hired her to humiliate someone who got the better of him... but all of their artwork WAS fake, and she had a fellow authenticator to back her up on that (since they were called in after that dreadful showing).

"Dey always said dat if no one is talkin' about you or makin' some sorta lie about you, den you ain' dat important. Guess I finally arrived in New York." She mumbled to herself as she took another sip of her bourbon.

This could be troublesome for business, but other people would back up her credentials. But what bothered her was what was said about Alistaire. He was important and powerful. And one day soon, everyone would see what she saw from him.

[pyroprincess]

It had been whole weeks since she'd been in the pages of Miss Report. Oh joy. While she realized that reading Miss Report was significantly below her level, it was nonetheless important to keep an eye on the public perception of one's self, particularly as she geared up to play a more prominent role in certain social movements. As far as "scandals" went, however, this one was practically nonexistent.

While it was all patently false, all it was really claiming that she and Brooke were a happy couple who happened to be obscenely wealthy. Nothing actually actionable there- Miss Report usually managed to skim that fine line between being scandalous and libellous and nothing that really cried out for public comment, in her opinion. She was aware that Brooke might feel differently, though.

She took a sip of her coffee and set the gossip rag aside. She had work to do with real estate agents, developers, professors and members of the board. One could only waste so many precious seconds on such ludicrous fripperies.

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo did not read the gossip columns, but he had a secretary who did and liked to tell him things. Particularly things that pertained to him. She saw it as her duty to make sure he was well informed. His going out to clubs instead of on patrol to get information was getting him noticed. For the right reasons if he had to admit. It covered his vigilantism so much better.

Though his secretary read the entire blurb on Stephanie. It made Marcelo laugh for a good five minutes straight. He sent off an email to Stephanie.

Please let me know where you two are registered so I can get a decent gift.

[pyroprincess]

Stephanie got the e-mail from Marcelo on her mobile and couldn't help but smirk at it, before firing off a text in response.

Tempted to register it just so I can see how many people actually believe this.

A few seconds later.

It really is one of her more logical conclusions isnt it? Got a good laugh out of it I hope.

[vesper_verde]

He was still chuckling to himself. He had a slow work day today. He didn't know why he scheduled it that way. Though he was slightly punchy from lack of sleep.

That's one way to get free stuff from fools. I'm still chuckling. Though it does make me wonder if Brooke likes your nurse costume?

After sending his response, he was checking which hot nightspot with possible drug activity he was hitting for the night.

[the_next_avenger]

Joe used to read the gossip rags just to see what they'd say about Roxanne. It was usually crap, so when he saw today's, he'd braced himself for a load of crap.

Cadet America.

It took Joe a full minute to understand that the magazine was talking about him.

"They called me Cadet America?!" he asked incredulously, before calming himself. He was annoyed about it but not nearly as much as he was that people were prying into Roxanne's life again.

The other visitor had to be Alexander, whom Joe had yet to see since he'd moved in. That was probably for the best. Probably.

[wateronthebrain]

Erin winces when she realizes that she has been outted as a mutant. Damn. But with only a few months left here at Rushmore she thinks she will be fine. She really hopes things will be okay.

Still she texts Bruce during her fifth period Study Hall.

I'm a bit concerned with that article in the news paper. No one has said anything yet but Miss Report may have just made life more difficult for me.

[comic_awareness]

What happened?

[wateronthebrain]

No one has said anything yet but I was outed as a mutant in a gossip rag. They also know I'm an Avenger because of that.

My school is for the ultra rich and snobby. I have until June before I graduate. This could get messy.

[comic_awareness]

They try to kick you out, we'll sic Mister Stark's lawyers on them.

[light_as_a_rock]

"Ah told you not to take 14th..." Eva muttered under her breath. She pulled her tablet computer out of her handbag and began scanning the list of newspapers, magazines, and assorted feeds it had newly downloaded. She had to do something while she was stuck in traffic.

"This is costin' me a fortune. Should have turned off on 9th..." The cab driver studiously ignored her.

"Hot tempered? Ah am NOT hot-tempered, Ah am so easy to get along with! Ah want you to take me over to their offices, right NOW!"

The cab driver mumbled. "Not have English, miss."

"She has some nerve." Eva sat back against the seat and fumed.

Welcome back to New York City.

[soulstealingstark]

For once Alexa was not the subject of one of the ridiculously erroneous Miss Report fiascoes and she was happy about it. This was practically a goddamn victory. If it weren't for the fact that she found the whole thing tacky Alexa probably would have framed the article as proof that she wasn't always in the tabloids.

[call_me_phobos]

Alexander walked down the street, deciding to give Brooke a call. Hearing the voice of his muse might give him a stroke of inspiration, so he dialed her number.

[hellfire_empath]

Brooke was still a very unhappy camper, given the blatant lies given in the newspaper. She excused herself from the group of girls huddled in the room she shared with Danielle and stepped out into the hallway.

"It's a lie," she said, perhaps a bit too quickly. "Stephanie's just my best friend."

[call_me_phobos]

"Well, hello, my Muse." Alexander said, trying not to chuckle at her immediate denial of the article. She must have known why he was calling, at least in part.

"I saw the story in the paper and I assumed it was either a lie since we swore honesty to each other." he said.

"I'm sorry they printed that garbage about you. My sister's current...friend is staying with us at her home, so that's the other man at her place." Alexander said, by way of disclosure.

"How are you doing?" he asks her. "I was thinking of you, as it happened, before this article. After dinner the other night, I spent the rest of the evening working on sketches. You gave me a lot to work with, just sitting across from me in that chair and sipping wine."

[hellfire_empath]

"I'm sorry," Brooke said dryly, making her way down the stairs and out to the garden behind the mansion. "She and her friend must be humping all over the place like deranged, drunken rabbits." At least, that was the Roxie Danvers that Brooke remembered.

She paused at the doorway and allowed herself a small, shy smile. "Either you're all too easily inspired, Alexander, or I'm a far greater creature than even I give myself credit for," she said. "What did you come up with?"