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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 16:14:16 GMT -7
Emma had come looking for Scott of course, though when she arrived, she discovered him to be missing from his office. Pushing the thick wooden door open, Emma rolled her eyes at the decor, she never did like the fact that it seemed as if Scott purposely left it just as Xavier did. Sometimes Scott had no back-bone and held onto things that didn't need to be held onto. Tight dark-blue jeans showed off swaying hips as Emma moved through the large office, a white halter top showing off the rest of her curves. Walking around the heavy wooden desk, Emma sat in the leather executive chair behind it, briefly looking out the large window.
The heels of black stiletto boots immediately propped themselves up on the desk as Emma glanced at the front page of the newspaper she brought in with her. Setting that in her lap, she leaned forward and picked up a random folder sitting on the desk, opening it up and skimming the contents. It was a file on one of the new students, to which she probably wasn't supposed to be reading, but she was bored of waiting, and would find out the information anyway. A perfectly manicured hand ran through her golden locks, brushing them out of her face.
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 16:28:58 GMT -7
The reports were exhausting and Scott hadn't drunk anything in hours. The new student reports had swarmed in his office today and the hours were non stop viewing from his eyes. Scott was downstairs in the kitchen to grab a can of soda which he left in there earlier in the morning.
As he walked up the stairs Scott opened his can of soda, the mood today for him was root beer. The sip for him was intriguing as the river of soda washed down his throat. As he turned the knob onto his door he seen the infamous white queen Emma Frost kicked back in his seat.
"Emma, now what would you be wanting with me? and please remove yourself from my seat and re frame your hands from my reports" Scott responded from seeing Emma relaxing, what unethical behavior coming from her Scott would think. But then again this was Emma Frost, she does what she wants and of course Scott may have despised that but who is he to try and stop her?"
Scott closed the wooden door behind him setting the can onto his desk looking down at her. "Would you mind telling me your reason for being here Emma? I'm sure everyone should be treating you well so what seems to be your issue?"
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 16:43:18 GMT -7
Scott Summers always had been and probably always would be a complete prude. Rolling her eyes, Emma closed the folder and returned it to her desk, though didn't move an inch other then that. For a man who had everything he could possibly want, he made things so complex and hard, but challenges were a good thing. Blue eyes gazed up at her 'leader', accented with light blue eyeshadow. Emma was always willing to try new colors, and everything she wore look fabulous on her, though no one could deny that white was her true color.
Picking up the paper, Emma showed Scott the front page, which sported a large picture of sentinals and students, under the witty headline of 'Teenage Mutant Menaces?'. "I assume you've seen this? I can't tell you how many phone calls I've already recieved, asking if these were my students. It really doesn't look good for a CEO and teacher here you know."
Anything that disrupted Emma's life was bound to disrupt the lives of all those around her, Scott included. But mostly Scott because he was supposed to be a headmaster, he was supposed to handle these types of things. "I've had a peek into the minds of the students and their time here is like spring break in cancun, it's all just a game. However, I'm really here to discuss this one..." Emma trailed off as a white-tipped nail pointed to Kai Starshine. "He has requested mental therapy, but for it to be sucessful, I fear I may have to recreate all this memories regarding sentinals. I'm sure I don't need to tell you how dangerous that can be."
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 16:58:49 GMT -7
Scott placed a hand under his chin, this was something he had to think about. The Sentinels were a rough merry-go-around to stop and having one moment live through those memories would sure be painful for Kai. Scott looked out his wide window looking down at everyone with his hands folded behind his back. There were the new students playing happily along with the fountain in the front yard.
"Well Emma, if he requested this mental therapy then it must surely be wanted from him...this won't be such a hard task for you now would it?" Scott reclaimed as he stepped over to Emma once again ignoring that she remained in her seat. He then moved his right hand across her slim right hand taking the folder. "I would say approve of it, Emma I know your abilities are highly exceptional so I will ask you to re frame yourself from returning the Sentinel memories, but if it becomes too dangerous you are to stop yourself and report to regarding this issue". Scott said as he slid another river of soda sliding down his throat and setting it back down once again.
He then removed his dark red suit taking apart the buttons until it finally released its grasp on him then after placing in on the rack near his door leaving his white undershirt on. He needed a little breeze from being in his office for too long and quickly adjusting his tie even though it already seemed straight.
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 17:15:33 GMT -7
While Emma normally did as she pleased, she was respectful enough to involve Scott in these matters. Sure, the student wanted it, but tons of students wanted things that they really didn't understand the consequences of. "Of course I can handle it, I'm one of the most talented telepathic minds there are, you should know that by now." Or have you forgotten those late-night conversations we've had on so many occasions? Her gazed stayed on his form as her thoughts penetrated his mind.
"You really should hire a decorator for this place, it reeks of Xavier. Tell you what, I'll schedule for my personal decorator to come over and fix problem. He did wonders with my office at my company, and even managed to make the small office I have here look decent." Once a billionaire, always a billionaire. That was Emma's motto. Removing her feet from the desk, Emma turned in the chair to face the window once more, lifting her body out of it. Shifting her weight as she gazed out, Emma's body made that natural 'S' shape as she placed one hand on her hip.
"You need to stop worrying and just embrace your role as Headmaster, it's an honor. I can't tell you how much I'd love to return to running a school again." Even without him directly thinking it, Emma always had a way of knowing Scott. He was stressed, though that was to be expected, and as she said, had to be embraced.
By the time Emma turned around, Scott was now left in his undershirt, sparking a slight smirk from Emma. "Plain white just isn't your color darling, not many can really pull it off you know, so don't be upset." Hips swayed once more as she walked towards him, stopping in front of him, just slightly shorter then him with the help of her boots. "You look tired and that soda is not doing you any good at all. I of course would suggest a spa day, but there are always other things to help you relax as well." Lightly she placed her hand on the side of his face, winking to him.
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 17:34:02 GMT -7
Scott then raised an eyebrow at her Emma's judging remarks. He had his moments with Emma and she seemed to always be like this to toward him. He couldn't help but gaze down at her figure as she stepped forward to him. Emma, must you always want your way? It's even hard for me to say that resisting you is much of a challenge and with myself having.......nevermind that "Well Emma, as you know my position, a spa day is likely rare for me to have, but just what others way are you suggesting if I should ask? Scott asked as she placed her soft hand across her face.
To feel a woman's touch was something Scott hasn't felt in awhile, but did somehow Emma know that? It was just a feeling, Scott didn't see it as anything else. He continued looking into her shining retinas and then didn't even notice that his right hand was trailing across her cheek. He didn't know what type of situation going was on but he was sure going along with it.
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 17:43:23 GMT -7
Emma heard every word he thought as if he was speaking to her, just in her mind. Sure, she could choose not to read his thoughts, but when he was around her, he was projected his thoughts so much that it was extremely hard to ignore. And sometimes Emma just didn't want to. He had always been attracted to her, but who could blame him? Every guy found themselves attracted to Emma at first glance. "Let your mind wander my dear, I'm certain you'll think of something."
Just as easily as Emma could give, she could take away too. Turning away slowly, she walked back to his desk, moving aside papers as she sat on the darkly stained wood, one leg crossed over the other. "You're stressed, problems with Jeannie again? You know I can help you with that, aside from being a great listener, I'm a fabulous therapist. What is it you want most Scott?" Unspoken words always did have the deepest meaning, right? Though Emma doubted that was really meant to include telepathic thoughts. "Find time for a break, the beaches on Genosha are wonderful this time of year. I'd be happy to go with and make sure you don't get lost, I hear it's quite populated since the registration act came about."
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 18:13:15 GMT -7
Scott thought this for a second. A break? Would it be able to relive his troublesome situations? There was no harm in trying. But then again came the papers and the team. There were the two things that stuck to his back more than his own flesh. Headmaster and Leader were positions that couldn't be pushed away. Just what can he do to find himself a break?
"Emma, the beach sounds great, although my duties as Headmaster and Leader ALWAYS come first. Taking a day off wouldn't make me as much stressed as I am. I just need to notify everyone for the time being to post pone the new registrations until tomorrow. That wouldn't make me seem bad now would it?"
Scott had numerous thought about his move, of course with every positive came with a negative and this situation is of no exception. But this as important for him, Scott does have functions of the human body and thus would need some R&R some time wouldn't he?
After taking this break, i'm going to have to work twice as hard along with my team sessions being extra serious. This shouldn't become a huge problem as long as I am cheerful and relax about it, Emma is a therapist, and maybe it would seem best, even for my shoes.
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 18:29:43 GMT -7
"Lighten up darling, this place wont explode without you here." He was too uptight, too concerned about his job rather then himself. If even one little thing was out of place, it was as if his whole world fell apart. Though that was the life of Cyclops, the fearless leader. Emma, however, had a much different outlook on life. She liked to live it up as best she could, though she was a terribly busy woman, running a business and all that.
Though his 'private' thoughts amused Emma, she showed no sign of hearing them, her face just as expressionless as if she was any ordinary person. "Are you positive?" Emma lived for the thrill of seeing the reactions of others. It was no surprise that she purposely projected the image of herself in a bikini into Scott's mind. But of course, he would believe it was his own imagination creating it. Oh how she loved to play with people, in moderation of course. "If you are, then I guess there is no changing your mind. I just find that sometimes taking a break fixes everything, or at least everything possible. One will always have troubles and stress, that is inevitable of course."
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 18:41:40 GMT -7
Scott looked at the door going outside his door for a moment. This was when for a limited time he won't be walking in here, he would be away from his work and just relaxing to the nature outside him. Of course having Scott think like this is something that mostly no one can imagine but there are special times aren't there?
"Well then it's settled Emma-" Scott was cut off as a vision of Emma in a bikini flashed before his eyes and just for a moments his body had become warm. As he stepped back into the realms of reality again by shaking his head a little he looked over to her. "Well, i'll meet you at the beach Emma, I don't think you would leave me there alone now would you?" Scott said giving sarcasm beneath his words as he neatly fixed the stack of papers on his desk.
"Now would you excuse yourself so I can lock my office, I wouldn't want any of my files messed up or anyone barging in here...my work is important to me, but for today it won't be as much..."
Scott stated to feel slightly better from his response, he had actually turned against his work and now he was going to relax for awhile. I guess this should turn out good, being under the sun would look nice, but why did I momentarily become aroused of her with that image in my head?...
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Post by Emma Frost on Mar 18, 2009 18:57:41 GMT -7
"As you wish." All of Scott's unspoken thoughts ran through Emma's mind as well. Privacy was the first rule of telepathy, but Emma did not always play by the rules. Furthermore, the thoughts that skimmed the tops of people's minds, those were the thoughts open for all the world to hear, at least, those who knew how to listen. It really was astonishing, being able to read minds. To this day Emma was still intrigued by man and his thoughts, though she had studied psychology for more years then she was willing to admit.
Sliding off his desk, Emma lightly pressed herself to Scott as she ever so slightly stood on the tips of her toes, whispering in his ear. "I'd never leave you." Planting a swift kiss on his cheek, Emma stepped away from Scott and walked the length of his office once more, lingering slightly in the doorway. "Everything will work out you know, stop worrying." He was as easy to read as a book, with pictures even.
"I'll inform Blink to make us a portal." With that, Emma walked away from the office, that extra sway in her hips done on purpose. If there was one thing Emma knew better then the mind and investments, it was men and their primal urges that always outweighed their better judgment.
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Post by Scott Summers on Mar 18, 2009 19:17:03 GMT -7
The kiss had placed Scott in shock for a moment, Emma had won with her ways again and with her over confidence placing a kiss across his cheek. I'll never leave you....this is what she said, and it seems a mystery to me or so I may think.. Scott looked over to the desk sitting down into his leather chair and without a doubt Scott's nose responded to Emma's Dior hugging his own body.
He placed his papers into his compartment on the right after exhaling the smell of Emma around him. He then twisted his chair standing up as he looked out the window loosening the ropes for his held up curtains and they slid across covering the window. "Well it's about time I go relax...Blink will be meeting me.." Scott claimed as he took his dark red suit and opened the door taking a look to his domain before closing the door as he twisted the key locking it and took a walk to the right in the hallway.
Could this had been a tough for decision for Scott to do? Leaving the office was one thing but to exit the Institute was bigger. All he could think is on how this would be great for him, and for Emma's "intriguing" advice wouldn't really let him turn back even if he wanted too. He decided this would do him good, and knows the Institute can take a day without him, no more worrying and let's look onto what's ahead.
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