[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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Oh gosh, this poor boy.

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[Kevin looks at his hands, angry. Frustrated. A little afraid. There aren't many people who challenge Emma Frost first thing in the morning.]

But Miss Frost, what do I do in the meantime? I can feel it getting worse, I'm already avoiding most people, I'm seeing those creepy zombie-visions again sometimes. [He looks down at his hands, shuddering at the images of the walking dead he sees driving home late at night, or walking the grounds sometimes.] The New Brotherhood, they helped someone sort of like me. I can't help but wonder if they're telling the truth.

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[Sigh.] I can try and help stop the visions but we simply don't know what to do here. Every mutation is unique. What may have worked for Mortis, if they were in fact able to help her, will not necessarily work for you.

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[There's a terse nod from Kevin. It's better than nothing. Better than the answers of "We don't know" that he'd been receiving so far.]

I understand. Maybe... maybe with some help I might see them less frequently.

(OOC from Iris: Hiii *waves* Just thought I'd add in a little something -- probably best not to rid him of the visions entirely, since they disturb him so much and make him into that sad little emo bastard that we know and love so well, haha!)