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[ closed starter for @fosterisms & @science-adjccent ]
The dinner went well without any incident and her house was left in one piece; aside from the small statue that thunder hands knocked over, but it was okay. He gave her a title so she let it slide. Right now though, she needed some girl time and for some reason her, Jane and Darcy have become close in the small amount of time that they’re known each other.
To be quite honest they were better company to keep than some of the people she’s has to deal with as of late. Which is why she’s invited over, if only to get some gossip about how their nights went after they went their separate ways. The blonde hears them approaching before they even knock on the door and Emma opens it with a smile on her face.
“Well don’t just stand there. Come in.”
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notagreatking:
“And where can I find this Charles Xavier and his bodyguard?” Thor asked with a frown. “Oh well that can be doable, I can open the Bifrost and take you all to a new planet, may need to talk with Carol and the Skrulls, see if they know of a good planet for you. The only completely empty habitable planet is uh one that had just one person living on it and he kind of… Lost his head a couple of years ago, I don’t know if it’s still empty though. Ah… I don’t really know, I came here to help but I don’t really know how to help with this, Earth’s politics are just too messy.”
Emma narrows her eyes as Thor talks. There’s some thing that she draws from his mind easily. For instance what the Bifrost is, Carol and the Skrulls; but there’s a bit of a wall around who the person was that inhabitant the planet he was referring too. Emma doesn’t push the subject though, she doesn’t know Thor all too well and she doesn’t feel like engaging in any type of fight. “I’m not sure where he is, probably looking for more mutants with cerebral.” She replies and nods her head. “Yes, their politics are messy, which is why we want to be free of them.”
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notagreatking:
Thor smiled. “Right, still, it’s only polite to introduce myself.” He explained with a shrug. “Ah a council…” Thor sighed heavily, that complicated things, it was always easier to deal with just one leader. “It’s not only human, most alive creatures fear the things they can’t understand, the things that are different, in other worlds less so, because they are used to, they have a more solid knowledge and proof that there is a lot more beyond that they can see, that stars are not just there to illuminate the night sky, even with all the proof, there are still people in this planet still think they are the only living creatures in the universe.”
“Yes, a council. But if you want to talk to one person that would be Charles Xavier, though he doesn't do much talking without his bodyguard, Erik around.” She replies with a soft smile, his thoughts loud in her head and she can tell he’s the type that likes to get straight to the point. “That is true, so maybe we mutants should all relocate to another galaxy is what I’m hearing.” Emma glances down at one of her manicured hands. “But since you’re here and I’m not sure where the Professor is, I can answer any questions you may have.”
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hathnofurylike:
Hestia knows that she has one way to get out of talking to Emma: running. But then I’d look like an idiot. She crosses her arms tightly over her chest and tries her best to not think of anything at all, not even how the other woman’s tight white outfit still shows so much skin. “I help out at SHIELD and in New York when I’m not here,” she grumbled, “Haven’t decided if I want to move here yet.” Or if I feel like talking to you.
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The smirk on the blonde’s face doesn’t leave and she rest her arms across her chest. “Well you are a mutant and this is a place for mutants, so I don’t understand why you’re hesitate about it.” Emma takes a few closer steps toward her. “And I thought you knew better about keeping your thoughts to yourselves. If you wanna see more skin all you have to do is ask.” She says teasingly, moving to place a hand on her hip.
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notagreatking:
Thor turned at the voice and smiled. “Ah finally! I’ve been looking for a mutant all around. I am Thor, son of Odin, God of Thunder, Avenger, Revenger and Guardian of the Galaxy.” He said extending his hand to her. “Are you the leader of the mutants? I would like to speak with the leader or leaders of the mutants about the situation with the rest of the world, I want to understand the situation better. I went to talk to people at SHIELD, I was out in space when I heard Earth was in trouble and I came back to see where I could help. This is the home of my people too, I can’t help with the radiation issue and I will do my best to help with the crime and chaos but I want to hear both points of view so I understand better.”
Emma raises an eyebrow as the other rambles on. She’s usually only met with this when dealing with some of the children on the island. “I know who you are honey.” Emma replies, not really wanting to give away what she can do and she politely shakes his hand. “I am not the current leader, though I do hold a position on the council. What I know is that Charles, who is one our ambassadors, has created drugs for humans to help and he’s willing to give it to them if they are willing to let Krakoa be its own nation; but of course there’s resistance. Which should was expected. It’s a very...human reaction toward us.”
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hathnofurylike:
Hestia had just finished helping bring over the last of the salvaged materials from Xavier’s to Krakoa. She was a bit tired, but she felt good helping out. At least now there were more people to help; before things had seemed lonely, hopeless, and broken. She still had some more energy in her, so she went about touring the island, looking for familiar faces. Unfortunately, she happened to find one that put mixed feelings in her: namely, frustration, lust, and panic. It was Emma Frost. Hestia knew she should just turn and go before she was seen, but she couldn’t help but stare, at least for a moment…
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Emma hardly ever helped when it involved leaving the island. The world of the humans wasn’t one for her and therefore she wanted little to no interaction with it. Especially now since they had a place for themselves. But she isn’t opposed to overseeing things. Which is how she spots Hestia looking at her. Emma smirks, tosses her blonde hair behind her shoulders and struts over toward the other woman. “Well, look who has decided to join in all the fun.”
just can’t help myself
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[ closed starter for @fosterisms ]
Another meeting with someone interested in mutants. Not that Emma can blame, they were extraordinary if she said so herself. The blonde waltz through the SHIELD compound going toward the lab that Jane had described to her and she followed her clustered thoughts. The main reason Emma had agreed to this was because she had caught glimpses of her in Thor’s mind and what turbulent thoughts they were.
Emma liked nothing more to extend relationship advice in a subtle way. Though that went down the drain when she saw what the other was wearing. No, not everyone was going to have her affinity of fashion, but they did at least try.
“Honey, I see why you broke it off with Thor. That outfit would never do.”
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[ closed starter for @taser-queen ]
There’s a lot of whimsical thoughts floating around the place. Particularly from one person named DARCY. Her thoughts were a delightful change of pace. Seeming to think about something and nothing all in the thought process. Emma followed it all the way to what appeared to be the lounging area of the SHIELD facility, watching tv.
Nothing to be desired. This place could use some spicing up. Maybe she’ll place a plant in here...then again that didn’t sound like a good idea.
“Television is a little bit dull nowadays. Wouldn’t you agree?”
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[ closed starter for @soulstclen ]
Emma wasn’t much for meaningless flirting and no end result. Would she pressure anyone into anything? No....at least not anymore and the time she did was for petty revenge. But she’s a confident enough woman to know when to back off and not be offended. But this Ashley girl seemed interesting and what’s the harm in getting to know her better? Besides she has a whole nation to protect. You can’t be too careful nowadays.
“So, Ashley, is whiskey the only drink you partake in?” She asks walking over to the couch and handing the woman the other glass before taking her seat.
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[ closed starter for @notagreatking ]
The thoughts of the other were rather loud. Louder than any human that isn’t actively screaming. Everything is in cap locks mode and Emma really wants him to shut up. The name that pops up from his thoughts is THOR. And he’s looking for MUTANTS. Thought a bit weary Emma doesn’t immediately go into defense mode. She seeks out the other by the trail of his thoughts, spotting him at the foyer of the mansion.
She places one manicure hand on her hip, eyeing the specimen before her. At least he was pretty to look at.
“If you’re looking for a mutant suga, I’m right here.”
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[ closed starter for @telepathicmvnd ]
Emma could feel his distress all the way outside. She doesn’t know if he’s doing it to grasp here attention or if it’s his body that’s making it hard for him to control the pulses he’s sending out. It only takes her a second to push out a force field blocking out intrusion over the palace of Genosha. Everyone wasn’t as lucky as Erik to have a helmet that immediately blocks out the mechanisms of a telepath.
She makes her way up to Charles study and library. Tentatively she knocks on the door. “Charles, darling, are you okay in there?”
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[ closed starter for @jecngrcys ]
Emma had been trying to figure out why Jean had been walking around the mansion with a horrible attitude and it wasn’t until she met Madelyne that she understood why. Though she doesn’t understand why women tend to hang out the pettiness of what had been. Scott and Madelyne weren’t together anymore and if the latter being around was a threat, then maybe Scott wasn’t worth all the fuss over. And this is coming from Emma Frost herself. Someone who once had a fling with Mr. Summers.
The blonde is sitting the conference room that she, Charles and Jean usually occupy when discussing what the next steps are. She’s looking over her manicure when the red-head storms in and Emma arches an eyebrow at her. “We can do this another day when your mind is clear. I came here to talk about Charles and how to help him, not the love triangle that you seem to think is forming.”
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Was Erik thrilled that every one of Charles’ pets were starting to swarm the place? Absolutely not. Was Erik going to say anything to them. Nope and only because the telepath was standing between, otherwise Erik would have escorted them out a long time ago. So most days he resorted to brooding in his study where he made sure no one could bother him. He felt her before she made her way to his door.
The slight cool press of her conscious reaching his. It’s kind of interesting how every telepath have a different presence. Charles was gentle and warm, Emma cool and sly, Madelyne a bit sharp and hot, but none of it was unpleasant. Unless they made it that way. As Emma makes her way to him Erik gets up from his desk and decides to make a drink for the both of them. Made himself a bourbon and her a glass of rum.
“I need more than a distraction.” He says as she walks into his office, as confident as ever. “Drink?” He asks, holding the glass out to her. “What’s been going on with you?”
Emma saunters over and takes the glass from Erik’s hand and immediately takes a sip from it. She hums as the liquid makes its way down her throat and she smiles at the other man softly. “Rum. You actually managed to remember.” She says in a light teasing tone. Though it was a surprise to her. These days Erik hardly remembered anything that didn’t pertain to Charles or Genosha. Then again, that is also what’s been on her own plate, for different reasons of course.
She sits in the seat in front of Erik’s desk, glancing up at the man as she crosses one leg over the other. The train her white dress flowing elegantly around her on the ground. “More than a distraction? Is there anyway I can help?” She asks and takes another swig of her rum, fingers tapping against the glass lightly when she’s done. “Oh you know, I’ve been helping Jean with Charles. He seems to be struggling to maintain the new body he’s in.”
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symbiotic-eddie:
Eddie nodded. “I am bonded with… Someone.” He said and Venom pulled out from his shoulder. “I am Venom.” he introduced himself and Eddie looked at the woman with a tight-lipped smile. “It’s a long story.” He explained sighing heavily. “It’s not so bad anymore, once I stopped resisting, and he stopped trying to consume my internal organs.”
Emma is about to comment when she sees the creature, Venom it said, appear from the other’s shoulder. She nods slowly, narrowing her eyes at him before looking back toward its host. “You lead a very interesting life it seems.” She says, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “So how long have this love affair been going on?”
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jj-reluctant-whiskyhero:
Jessica winced and then pulled the shard of glass out of her hand and opened and closed her hand a couple of times, it was the hand opposite to the one that Trish had stabbed and this one was mostly superficial. “I’m fine…” She replied and opened her hand once again, it had stopped bleeding. “I heal fast.” She added and then took a couple of deep breaths. “What’s wrong with you today?”
She watches with a bit of interest as the wound on the other’s hand closes itself. Of course she has seen things like this before, a lot of mutants were self healing, but it still held a sense of awe. The body could do some extraordinary things. Emma crosses her arms, delicate fingers moving to tap against her skin. Her blonde hair is tossed behind her back. “I turned the radio off for now. Too many thoughts were starting to crowd inside.”
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clonedpryor:
It was all too delicious to delve into the mind of another telepath, and one that was as known as Emma Frost was just the icing on the cake. No matter how hard she tried, Emma Frost couldn’t shed her reputation or The White Queen. “Madelyne Pryor, Goblin queen or the Red queen, it depends on who you ask.” She hadn’t been the Goblin Queen in such a long time and she missed its power. “When I first developed my power yes,” It was hard for Madelyne to even try and hide any smugness in her tone of voice. “I thought you of all people would be past that by now.”
The name rang a familiar bell and the more she thinks she finally is able to put it together. Madelyne was Jean Grey’s clone and she was Scott Summers wife. The X-Men mansion is probably in shambles now that she is here and Emma has to give respect to a woman who just has to walk into a room and hell erupts. The blonde can’t understand how anyone could mistake this woman for Jean. Maybe it’s because Emma is a telepath and their minds are nothing alike. “So, you’re the one that had Scott wrapped around her finger.” She sighs lightly. “Trust me. I’m a little disappointed in myself for not shutting them out earlier, but here we are.”
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