Copy Cat

Gorgeous. Queen Bitch. Need I say more?

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Clarke Griffin by bailey-brown featuring word wall art

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Untitled #31 by bailey-brown featuring word wall art

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Harlem BTD Ball by bailey-brown featuring floral clutches

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Belle halloween by bailey-brown featuring a woven basket

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Harlem on Halloween by bailey-brown featuring wall art

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Ella's Party Costume by bailey-brown featuring a military style jacket

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Harlem in Winter by bailey-brown featuring The North Face

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Fleur Ball by bailey-brown featuring Red Herring

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Harlem Formal by bailey-brown featuring a long wear lipstick

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Harlem New Year's Eve by bailey-brown featuring Lauren Ralph Lauren

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Mission 001 - Team: Scarlett, Cav/Piper, Lydia

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He was stuck with the blonde. That was all Cav got out of the brief meeting outside of the plane. This was all so Mission Impossible like. Never had the New York slums kid dreamed that he would be able to do all of this. It thrilled him. The adrenaline rush was unbelievable. Maybe that was why he liked sex so much. Boosted the adrenaline. Got the heart pumping. Adrenaline junkie, that’s what he was. Cav hated drugs that gave you that false feeling of a rush. He’d rather jump from cliffs than shoot up. He probably shouldn’t have thought that. After all, Piper was in his head. And she… well she was a bit of a druggie. Cav’s mom had warned him about girls like her. And yet here they were, Piper riding him like a pack mule. Thankful she had loosened the reigns for now. It meant he had complete control of his body. She was just hanging out. It kind of felt like someone pushing against him, Cav didn’t know how long he could carry Piper around before it would start feeling too crowded.

“Damn Scarlett… I take it your nose job didn’t go too well.” He laughed pointing at her beak nose. The woman who Scarlett was portraying wasn’t the prettiest. But he supposed not everyone could be as pretty as Scarlett. Crap Piper was in there still. Maybe she was asleep.

“I’m glad I don’t have to wear that leather spandex shit.” Cav mumbled as Lydia gave them a cue to exit. He remembered everything he was supposed to do. It was like a routine. Guard on the corner. Escort Scarlett. Send the signal. “You ready.” He flexed out his hands cracking his fingers. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

He cracked his neck sideways. In less than two seconds titanium metal spread across his skin. Most people would think being covered in metal would be kind of heavy and stiff. But it felt like his skin to him. Moveable and functional. Hard as steel. There was the guard, right on cue. All it took was one arm around his neck and the guard was out like a light. The hard… Or well uncomfortable part was undressing him, but he powered through it, slipping on the uniform. “Ready.”

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"Watch it or your nose is next, pretty boy," Scarlett snapped, already sick of looking like a hag. About to toss her hair over her shoulder, she sighed. She needed to get a handle on this woman's mannerisms if she was ever going to portray her well enough to get them in. Lydia gave them their cue to exit and as they walked, Scarlett tested out her new muscles for the most comfortable way to stand and walk. 

The guard was exactly where Lydia's somewhat terrifying oldest sister had said he would be. Scarlett assisted Cav in undressing the poor soldier and unabashedly scanned his toned body. "Too bad. He's totes hot. Maybe I could leave him my number," she suggested, looking up once Cav was dressed. "Although you certainly wear that well, Cav," Scarlett commented, checking him out before walking past him. 

Just get to the gate already. Lydia's voice chided through the ear pieces, I don't feel like listening to you two flirting. This is serious. Scarlett rolled her eyes but resumed walking forward, leaving the soldier on the ground. They approached the gate and Scarlett inserted her ID into the scanner, nervously hoping it was as flawless as Lydia insisted. 

At the very least, it beeped and the gate opened for them. Scarlett nodded to the soldiers by the gate and walked forward confidently, with purpose. Remember, two rights, one left. The reminder was welcome, considering Scarlett had been applying some of her cherry lip gloss while plans were being discussed. She exchanged glances with Cav before taking a right into the main hallway, another right, and a left. The only room in the hallway was the one they needed to get to; the camera room. 

Scarlett approached the door and inserted her ID into the slot above the handle. The light beeped and flashed green, allowing her to open it and walk in. Two people turned to stare at them, making Scarlett laugh--it was like looking in a mirror. The ugly woman, Donna, or something was sitting in a chair by the computers. Scarlett waited for Cav to take care of them before dropping her disguise, thankful to be back in her own skin. She looked over the control board and chewed on her lip nervously. Shrugging, she just flicked all of the switches off before going over to the light switch in the room. Flicking it on and off three times to give the signal.

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Mission 001 - Team: Scarlett, Cav/Piper, Lydia

Scarlett snapped her mirror shut with a sigh. It was about time to go. She examined the picture of the ID Lydia's older sister had somehow gotten. Thankfully the army took full body shots. Although seeing the woman in person would have been easier, Scarlett could manage the shift from a picture. As she studied photographed woman, her hair turned a mousy brown (gross, this woman had no taste) and her outfit morphed from the tight black X-Men-esque suit to an army uniform. A few seconds later, her eyes were brown and a smattering of freckles touched her cheeks. Opening the mirror again, she examined her appearance and compared it to the ID. A flawless change as always. 

"Let's get this over with, I look like crap," Scarlett grouched in the woman's voice as she pulled her hair up into the strict bun. Lydia looked her over and shrugged.

"Not bad."

"Excuse me, I can do this and what can you do? Purr?"

"Without me and Kayt you guys would be walking blind in the dark."

"Isn't she like a spy or something? Doesn't that mean she has like super cool spy gadgets?"

Kaytlin scoffed, walking past the group and heading for the door. "Yeah, because I'm going to let you touch CIA gear." Scarlett rolled her eyes and moved her head as though she was trying to flip her hair over her shoulder--stupid ugly bun. 

"Can we just go now?" The usual blonde grouched, looking to Cav and Sunny for support. 

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This is exciting!

And I look totally hot in this suit. I should just date myself.

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Seriously? No first class seating?

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Scarlett, it’s a CIA owned plane. There’s no anything on it.

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I'm still riding with business-class people. God, this is a nightmare. 

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Seriously? No first class seating?

Ugh, I'm going to have to sanitize myself after riding coach.

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Great party Scarlett, my head is killing me still.

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Really? Because technically you have been on my to do list… That was cheesy, huh?

[scarlett-west]

That really was cheesy. How about after the mission?

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Great party Scarlett, my head is killing me still.

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Are you offering me sex?

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No, I was just trying to see if you would say no because of Piper. 

However, if you really want to I wouldn't be opposed.