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Moment of Awesome - Lorna Dane/Polaris: A possessed Warren crosses the line. Lorna takes him out. Hard. Warren laughed. He was just getting started. If only this was actually him. From the moment he walked into the office, he felt this strange disassociation. He was here, he was controlling his body, but his mouth and mind? It was almost like someone else had taken over. In reality, he adored Lorna, always had, and would never think these things of Alex. Sure, he was like a puppy that had never learned how not to drool, but that was what Lorna wanted. Fuck, Warren organized their wedding. That was why he was so appalled by the words coming out of his mouth but he couldn't stop it, not even if he wanted to. "Oh the Brotherhood. Right, I keep forgetting you were Daddy's right hand girl, leading the terrorists to march across the world. No wonder you want Alex now -- you quit because you couldn't handle having Dad tell you what to do anymore. Of course, thinking for yourself IS hard when you've been told what to do, what to say, how to feel......I wonder. What WAS that turning point for you, the moment you decided 'naaaaah, killing innocent people is okay, but this? This is why I leave." He snapped his fingers. "Got it. He must've started whoring you out, hey? Hot daughters get a looooot of information from stupid men." If Lorna inherited anything else from her father, it would be her temper. It was why meditation was so key to her well-being, why weed was always in her sock drawer at home. Lorna flew out of her seat in a blink of an eye and came at Warren with such force that both slammed against the nearby wall before giving one big punch to his beautiful face. Her eyes were glowing the same color green as her hair. "This is your final warning Warren. The next time I will do more than break a nose. Don't EVER insult Alex or my dad in my presence." Truth was she had guilt over the life she took and she could had been way worse than her father ever was. She let go of his clothing and floated away from him as she released him from his hold, dropping him. The metals in the room were still floating and were aimed right at Warren. "Please leave." Lorna said in a very serious, very deadly, tone of voice. Ignoring the pain her hand He suddenly felt his consciousness return to his body just in time to receive the incredibly strong punch to his nose. It was like the punch returned all senses to him, and the sickening crunch brought his hands to his face immediately. Blood was pouring down his face and he gave her a wide-eyed stare. "You broke my fucking nose!" he cried out, the pain flaring throughout his face. "Jesus fucking Christ, you stupid woman, what the fuck was that? Too close for comfort?" "OUT!" Lorna voice roared. "Don't test me. I will totally throw your ass out." "DO IT," he screamed back, his hand still covering his nose. "I'd really like to see you fucking try!" Lorna lifted her hand and the metal objects flew towards him, wrapping around his body, then forcing him into the chair. They would need to get new staplers and a new chair. Then with a flick of her wrist, the chair started to move towards the backdoor. She might be pissed, but she would give him the dignity of not being disposed of in public. Plus, if the backdoor closed there was no way back in except for going through the front. The door opened and with a final flick the chair rolled right out to the alleyway. "Just because your life fucking sucks doesn't mean you can spew bullshit about other people's lives. I honestly thought you were better than this Warren." Keys floated up from Warren's pocket and floated over to Lorna, "I am putting you on suspension until further notice." And with that door slammed and the metals that were holding Warren down, fell to the ground. After a couple more seconds, the initial shock of what she done had worn off and her whole body trembled. "Fuck."