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nextgenerationmarvel2016-03-06 07:37 pm
ngm_hellfire) wrote in nextgenerationmarvel2016-03-06 07:37 pm
6 Months Later: The Hellfire Club
The fall of Sebastian Shaw did not change much of the societal face of the Hellfire Club; it was still where the people who mattered gathered, just with one less cranky meglomaniac. But the effect on the Inner Circle and the plans Shaw had for them quickly disintegrated. His loss of power left a vacuum that nature only allowed for a moment.
Selene had waited for years, if not decades, for the opportunity. She had a lifespan long enough that while her whims could seem mercurial, the patience for her machinations to unfold seemed boundless. Once Shaw was arrested for his unfortunate assault on an international businessman, the poisoned whispers she had been planting since he slaughtered her followers took hold. Shaw's name was worth nothing, and someone of prominence needed to take control. Selene did it with smooth efficiency.
All of Shaw's promises were quickly discarded.
She was named Lady Paramount with her promises of righting what Shaw had taken so wrong. She embodied the hedonistic past of the Inner Circle but her alliances showed how she could rehabilitate the Inner Circle from the path it had been set on. Her dark yet silken touch seemed a balm after the iron grip.
All other chapters of the Hellfire Club around the world were still subordinate to the power of the New York chapter. However, Selene reversed much of what Shaw ordered. All other chapters would reform their ranking to her wishes. Once the more classically game rankings were applied, they formally acknowledged the New York chapter was in charge. Then it was in the other Clubs' hands to impress her and reap rewards from doing so. Selene's proper feudalistic system was more palatable than what had been put in place previously.
For the young, rich blood of New York, invitations were sent out for some functions held at the Club. After a couple, Selene had more secret invitations to those of Hellfire lineage, like Worthingtons, Wyngardes, Braddocks, and Frosts, as well as to those newer to society that showed promise Selene was looking for.
Selene kept tabs on the recipients of those special invitations and what they had done in the time after her ascension. When she had all of the international business settled, invitations to the young blood of New York City went out. They would be allowed, one by one, into one of the inner sanctum parlors where the Lady Paramount and Black Queen of New York City sat casually on the lone chair in the room.
One of her slender fingers idly tapped the rim of the wine glass with a very deep red liquid in it. The gatekeeper to the Inner Circle was ready.
Selene had waited for years, if not decades, for the opportunity. She had a lifespan long enough that while her whims could seem mercurial, the patience for her machinations to unfold seemed boundless. Once Shaw was arrested for his unfortunate assault on an international businessman, the poisoned whispers she had been planting since he slaughtered her followers took hold. Shaw's name was worth nothing, and someone of prominence needed to take control. Selene did it with smooth efficiency.
All of Shaw's promises were quickly discarded.
She was named Lady Paramount with her promises of righting what Shaw had taken so wrong. She embodied the hedonistic past of the Inner Circle but her alliances showed how she could rehabilitate the Inner Circle from the path it had been set on. Her dark yet silken touch seemed a balm after the iron grip.
All other chapters of the Hellfire Club around the world were still subordinate to the power of the New York chapter. However, Selene reversed much of what Shaw ordered. All other chapters would reform their ranking to her wishes. Once the more classically game rankings were applied, they formally acknowledged the New York chapter was in charge. Then it was in the other Clubs' hands to impress her and reap rewards from doing so. Selene's proper feudalistic system was more palatable than what had been put in place previously.
For the young, rich blood of New York, invitations were sent out for some functions held at the Club. After a couple, Selene had more secret invitations to those of Hellfire lineage, like Worthingtons, Wyngardes, Braddocks, and Frosts, as well as to those newer to society that showed promise Selene was looking for.
Selene kept tabs on the recipients of those special invitations and what they had done in the time after her ascension. When she had all of the international business settled, invitations to the young blood of New York City went out. They would be allowed, one by one, into one of the inner sanctum parlors where the Lady Paramount and Black Queen of New York City sat casually on the lone chair in the room.
One of her slender fingers idly tapped the rim of the wine glass with a very deep red liquid in it. The gatekeeper to the Inner Circle was ready.
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"So. Am I wasting your time here? Bottom line."
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"If you were serious about being considered for the Inner Circle, could you work well with your half-sister? Because while I am reforming the power to how it should be, the Inner Circle is a council."
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"In case you haven't noticed, Christina is surprisingly easy to work well with. I have no issue with working with her. We're not especially close, but we have no issues."
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"And if your rank was below hers? While you are rightfully next in line for Atlantis's throne, you would have people ahead of you to claim a spot for a queen here."
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"I'm not unaccustomed to having people ahead of me to claim my spot for the throne. You forget that it is only in the past few years that succession laws were changed in Atlantis to allow for proper queens in their own right. I've always had to...put in more effort for what I saw as mine." She shrugged. "My sister is used to getting by, to an extent, on the merits of her lineage. I'm used to, and better at, getting ahead by the merits of myself. In other words, I'm not going to take it personally. I'm not afraid of proving myself."
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At least this girl had some Roman ingrained in her.
"How familiar are you with the game of chess?"
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"My mother is Emma Frost and my father is a king. I think chess is a life requirement. I've beaten Christina a few times."
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"Then do you pledge your service alongside the other members of the Inner Circle of the Hellfire Club?"
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"Yes. I do."
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"Then welcome to the Inner Circle, White Bishop."
She offered her hand to Kassi. On one of her fingers was a ring with a stylized chess piece cameo: the Black Queen on a field of red.
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"I'm going to shake your hand instead of kiss it, simply because that has more meaning than a kiss in Atlantean culture."
Hand kisses in power settings were usually a sign of duplicity. Kassi wasn't into that at all so she did as she explained and shook Selene's hand. Firmly.