[Open Log] A day in the life of Emma Frost

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Characters: Emma, YOU!
Setting: Eeeeverywhere
Content: Stuffs
Status: Open open open

This can also be known as 'Bria doesn't want to write her papers.'

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[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[He can thank her argument with Logan for this one. It was also probably a smart move to keep his mouth shut. Patience is a virtue after all.]

Mmm, well try not to break anything this time either then.

[She places her fingertips on either side of his head, already starting to starting to delve into his mind. She's not going to give him any warning this time. The question was warning enough for the painful process. The one she's starting right now, by the way.]

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian is learning to be a very patient man, dear Emma. Not asking a question is child's play to him when you can't touch the girl you're dating.

He doesn't need a warning though; he's already relaxed himself. He knows the drill. Don't fight it. He closes his eyes, readies himself for the sudden rush of power. It's still overwhelming, and he lets out a harsh, pained sound as Emma breaks down the wall.

His hands curl into glowing fists; when he opens his eyes they are glowing too. In fact, a telekinetic glow is settling around his entire torso. He's tense now, shaking a little as he concentrates on breathing and not trashing Emma's office.

He doubts she'll appreciate that.]

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

Breathe, darling. [Emma's going to remind him anyways, okay?

She's not leaving him entirely on his own this go around because it is a lot of extra power. Instead, she's doing what she can to help slow the flow of it within his mind; helping him better control it.

Because yeah, she really wouldn't appreciate a trashed office. And she's concerned.]

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He's breathing, and the reminder is a nice one anyway. Slowly, he closes his eyes as she helps control the flow of his power. It helps, and he feels more in control even as it keeps coming. The glow around his body slowly fades, then around his hands, and finally his eyes that he blinks open, only latent wisps evidence to what has just occurred.

He pulls in a deep breath.]

That's always fun.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's precisely why we save it for special occasions. [Her tone may be dry and a tag sarcastic but she's still concerned. She drops her hands from the sides of his head as she finishes up her last mental checks.]

Do I need to remind you not to use your powers for the rest of the day?

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He's tired now, lifting a hand to rub across his face. And he sighs, a bit in exasperation at this reminder. What is he, twelve? But he knows better to not get snippy... much. His tone is flat instead of irritated.]

No, Emma, I'm not twelve. [Then he freezes, looking over to her at that slip. He doesn't know where it came from, other than the fact he was just thinking...] Miss Frost.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[The slip just gets a raised eyebrow from her. That's a first. But there's no other visible reaction to it. She's going to just move past it though and roll her eyes at the twelve comment as she rises to her feet to return to her more comfortable desk chair.] Don't be smart, dear.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a breath and relaxes. Then puts on a smart little smirk.] I'm pretty sure you told me once that's what you liked about me.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. It's one of your more endearing qualities. [Her voice may be dripping with sarcasm but it's probably true. She does sort of like that about him. Mindless obedience is so blase and boring after all. ]

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Aw, he knows that tone. It's sarcastic in that way where he just knows she actually means it. He runs a hand a bit anxiously through his hair as he gets up, because he really doesn't want to not think and move the wrong way and throw a bookshelf out the window or something. He's still smirking though as he reaches for his folder on her desk.] One of many.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[She just shakes her head in amusement. Nothing's said about his overly careful movements because she's honestly glad he's being careful with this despite what his nonchalance.] Come by tomorrow after your classes and I should be able to give you some more concrete help with your little company personnel problem.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

Sure thing. [He mock salutes her carefully, walking to the door and pausing before he leaves.] Thanks, Miss Frost.