Roswell Fanatics

ooc: isabelle, your such a great Max!

BIC:

Michael

"I'm doing the best I can here, Michael. I just don't know what else to try. If you have any other ideas please let me know," Max says, obviouslly irritated at my lack of support for his contract.

"Your the king!" Is all I can say. I know it comes off rude and aloof, but shit if I cared.

"If we're all agreed, let's just sign this thing so we can get out of here" I say, looking over my shoulder at Maria, who has taken to biting her nails nervously. Giving up this kid would be hardest on her, I was sure of it.

Maria

"Here..." I say making my way next to Michael, "Let me sign this damn thing and get it over with before I have time to think of it and realize... "I shrugged my shoulders, "Oh, nevermind just lets sign and get it over with....".

~*TESS*~

It's hard to watch Max as he watches Liz, to remember our past life when he looked at me like that, and to know that he doesn't remember a thing. When he looks back at me his resignation is apparent, as is his pain.

I'll be okay if she's willing, it's what comes after that will be much harder.

I smile wryly in acknowledgement and I'm about to answer when Michael comes over and rudely pushes his way in. We’re dealing with a warped woman here, one who, by her own admission, get’s off on causing people pain. You can write in as many conditions as you want Maxwell, somehow, she’s going to find away around them, that is, if she even agrees to sign the god damn thing in the first place. Her goal here is not to make us as comfortable with this as possible. Its to further her own agenda, one that includes fucking with us. Oh, and another thing ...your assuming that Ulyssa paired us up, because of the way we all fell in line in front of that stupid paper. But that’s probably what she wanted us to think, but somehow....I think its going to be a little more complicated than that.

I see all the hope in Max's eyes drain away and be replaced by frustration. It makes me angry at Michael, at how he always expects someone else, namely Max to fix things for him. I'm doing the best I can here, Michael. I just don't know what else to try. If you have any other ideas please let me know I squeeze his arm and smile, letting him know I'm here for him, before turning back to Michael, who is acting petulantly as usual. My fear of him forgotten in my protectiveness of Max, I walk up to where he is standing next to Maria and look him directly in the face.

"Michael, I understand that you saw terrible things out there, but so did Max. You aren't really helping anything by complaining- if you have a solution, then by all means, please tell us about it, but if you don't, then stop bitching about the one that Max found. If you want him to be the king in terms of responsibility, then you have to accept his decisions as king and not second guess them all the time. He's doing the best he can, just leave him alone!"

*Max*

I see Tess scolding Michael and my feelings are mixed. If I really am a king, I shouldn't need someone-else standing up for me like that. Still, it feels good to see it. Tess has always been so supportive of me as a leader. It's just me and Liz that she can't handle, although it seems we won't have a choice now...

I get up and walk after Tess, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Thanks, Tess," I say softly in her ear as I pull her back. A little louder to everyone, I say. "Let's not be fighting among ourselves. It weakens us. We're all in this together."

If there's anyone we should be fighting against, it's Ulyssa.

ooc: I'll try and have something up soon...I just couldn't think of anything to post lately.

Liz Parker

"Well, I think we've covered our bases as much as we can...I think...I think I'm ready to sign."

I reached over and gently took the finished contract from Max's hands. I smoothed it on top of the messy magazine filled coffee table and signed with a tight throat and glossy eyes. I could barely see as I signed away...*choke*...my future child. I stepped away and held the pen out, waiting for the next person in line to sign.

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ooc: yeah, sucky post...best I could do right now. Mostly just a quickie. I'll try and explain more about what's going with Liz and her feelings later.

You can use Kyle as much as you want until I get a post up I'm sorry it's taking so long.

OOC -- Borrowed Kyle, as indicated, hoping to move this along...


*Max*

I watch Liz sign the paper with a measure of disbelief. She's actually going to go through with this. To have a child with me and give it away. Is this a demonstration in trust -- trust in this hastily-prepared document, and trust in me? Or is it just an act of desperation? I wonder if I'll ever know...

I look at Liz with an apology in my eyes for all I wasn't able to do, for not being able to stop this thing entirely, but she doesn't even look in my direction.

She holds the pen out and Kyle takes it from her fingers. Wordlessly, he signs the document and turns away.

Just then the timer goes off. We have only five or six minutes left until Ulyssa appears. Either all the signatures are on the page in time, or it's as good as if nobody signed and we'll all find ourselves in Ulyssa's hell --

Grimly, I look around the room, wondering who will take up the pen next...

Where is everyone?

Michael

Taking the pen from Max, I head for the parchment and start to sign my name. Somehow, the act of physically signing my name in ink, drives home the gravity of what we are doing.

We've already established that this Ulyssa is out of her mind. My fear in doing this is what I'd expressed to the group earlier. Ulyssa might find a loop hole, a way to further tourture us and then we would be powerless. We will have signed away all of our rights.

Sighing deeply, I scribble my name down on the parchment and throw down the pen. Looking over at Isabel and Alex I say,

"We don't have much time, let's do this!"