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"As much as I enjoyed watching Herr Wagner's interesting take on the idea of making more mutants, I've never subscribed to it as a necessity for Krakoa," Emma responded vaguely, cutting through the salad some more.
Even a Michelin chef could only take cheese and tomato so far on their own.
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Even a Michelin chef could only take cheese and tomato so far on their own.
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"I want a chance to maybe actually raise my own children. If that's something you want, all the better. If it's not in the cards that's fine but it seems worth saying. I'm done running, done hiding - I'm ready to really start building. Even if it's just bones for Krakoa's future."
October 7, 2025 at 4:45 PM
"As much as I enjoyed watching Herr Wagner's interesting take on the idea of making more mutants, I've never subscribed to it as a necessity for Krakoa," Emma responded vaguely, cutting through the salad some more.
Even a Michelin chef could only take cheese and tomato so far on their own.
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Even a Michelin chef could only take cheese and tomato so far on their own.
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She pursed her lips, pausing the conversation as the first course was served up. She paid little attention to the people serving it, eyes locked on him the entire time in a somewhat tense moment.
When the servers left, Emma returned to form immediately.
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When the servers left, Emma returned to form immediately.
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Their first course came out - a light fair of caprese salad, a three bite entree.
"And to explore our future. Our entwined personal futures."
"And to explore our future. Our entwined personal futures."
October 7, 2025 at 4:27 PM
She pursed her lips, pausing the conversation as the first course was served up. She paid little attention to the people serving it, eyes locked on him the entire time in a somewhat tense moment.
When the servers left, Emma returned to form immediately.
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When the servers left, Emma returned to form immediately.
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"Most men might try a bouquet of flowers before a school," she responded with a smirk. "Just because I'm a telepath, Scott, doesn't mean I will solve everything by simply taking a peek."
Most things, sure, even just casual curiosity. But she dictated the how and when.
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Most things, sure, even just casual curiosity. But she dictated the how and when.
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"This is all I've thought about besides rebuilding the school. And between you and I, I think I subconsciously picked rebuilding the school first before the team because of you."
October 6, 2025 at 6:17 PM
"Most men might try a bouquet of flowers before a school," she responded with a smirk. "Just because I'm a telepath, Scott, doesn't mean I will solve everything by simply taking a peek."
Most things, sure, even just casual curiosity. But she dictated the how and when.
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Most things, sure, even just casual curiosity. But she dictated the how and when.
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Oh, he was being so gracious about it. It was honestly a little ... disgusting. In a hopeless romantic way.
She was sipping her wine when he started, and stared over the top of her wine glass as he continued into his apology. She swallowed a long gulp and decided the label was acceptable.
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She was sipping her wine when he started, and stared over the top of her wine glass as he continued into his apology. She swallowed a long gulp and decided the label was acceptable.
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"So I'm here to say that I should have forgiven what little part you had in it a long time ago. And even if nothing else happens, you know how sorry I am."
October 6, 2025 at 1:14 PM
Oh, he was being so gracious about it. It was honestly a little ... disgusting. In a hopeless romantic way.
She was sipping her wine when he started, and stared over the top of her wine glass as he continued into his apology. She swallowed a long gulp and decided the label was acceptable.
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She was sipping her wine when he started, and stared over the top of her wine glass as he continued into his apology. She swallowed a long gulp and decided the label was acceptable.
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"Mhm," Emma vocalized, acknowledging what he was saying (and thinking loudly) toward her. She busied herself with the bread, though picked at nibbles even after it was dipped. It was more just busywork to take her focus for the moment.
"And why did we stop being what we were?"
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"And why did we stop being what we were?"
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["I've only ever been at my best with you. Even when we were... Even when I wasn't, it drove me forward. You did. And that's difficult to admit.]
September 30, 2025 at 2:05 PM
"Mhm," Emma vocalized, acknowledging what he was saying (and thinking loudly) toward her. She busied herself with the bread, though picked at nibbles even after it was dipped. It was more just busywork to take her focus for the moment.
"And why did we stop being what we were?"
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"And why did we stop being what we were?"
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"You do not go to a Michelin star restaurant to peruse the menu," Emma puffed, pushing the menu away from her on the table. "The chefs are artists. You let them paint and enjoy what they create. The tasting menu will be fine, with the recommended wine pairings, of course."
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He waited for her to adjust and get comfortable before sliding a menu.
"There is a light tasting menu we can option, but there is a menu if you prefer a specific meal."
"There is a light tasting menu we can option, but there is a menu if you prefer a specific meal."
September 30, 2025 at 1:33 PM
"You do not go to a Michelin star restaurant to peruse the menu," Emma puffed, pushing the menu away from her on the table. "The chefs are artists. You let them paint and enjoy what they create. The tasting menu will be fine, with the recommended wine pairings, of course."
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It might surprise people to know that Emma didn't particular enjoy altering the minds of other people. A bit of glamour, sure, psychic illusions here and there, but to permanently alter them was something else entirely. It got too close to a line she reserved for Charles Xavier.
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The restaurant was immensely popular, and the crowd was thick. A handful of people recognized them, some specifically him and some her. They were met at the door, and a hostess led them into the back and to a private room.
Space meant for ten was set for two, candle light and wine waiting for them.
Space meant for ten was set for two, candle light and wine waiting for them.
September 29, 2025 at 11:17 PM
It might surprise people to know that Emma didn't particular enjoy altering the minds of other people. A bit of glamour, sure, psychic illusions here and there, but to permanently alter them was something else entirely. It got too close to a line she reserved for Charles Xavier.
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"You're not still using Ms. Walters," Emma stated flatly. "I still don't understand how that woman hasn't been disbarred for the sheer number of conflict of interest cases she takes. I'll be getting my own lawyers on retainer for the school as soon as possible."
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She could feel it in him - he didn't see this as a mistake, even with her reaction.
September 29, 2025 at 10:59 PM
"You're not still using Ms. Walters," Emma stated flatly. "I still don't understand how that woman hasn't been disbarred for the sheer number of conflict of interest cases she takes. I'll be getting my own lawyers on retainer for the school as soon as possible."
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Just as he had thought it through, she now ran her own numbers. In spite of having a strong poker face, for someone like him who knew her so well, it was obvious her mind was racing through outcomes while she sat in the passenger seat.
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He'd done the work.
And in his own estimation on every list they would fail.
But never so bad they couldn't get back up.
And there were still good odds they might not only succeed, but thrive.
"I'm not Sage, but I'm no slouch. You know me Ems..."
And in his own estimation on every list they would fail.
But never so bad they couldn't get back up.
And there were still good odds they might not only succeed, but thrive.
"I'm not Sage, but I'm no slouch. You know me Ems..."
September 29, 2025 at 8:21 PM
Just as he had thought it through, she now ran her own numbers. In spite of having a strong poker face, for someone like him who knew her so well, it was obvious her mind was racing through outcomes while she sat in the passenger seat.
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Normally, when she was in a decent mood, Emma allowed Scott to surprise her. This idea, however, was obviously causing quite a fire for him. To openly admit he'd have to lean on her? It sparked her curiosity enough that'd she'd take his permission and poke inside of his head.
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And there wasn't anyone he trusted more. Even after everything. That either of them had ever done - she was still the one he trusted most.
"Feel free to take a peek. All the details are in my mind and honestly you seeing them in my head might be better. Glimpsing the idea way I want it to go."
"Feel free to take a peek. All the details are in my mind and honestly you seeing them in my head might be better. Glimpsing the idea way I want it to go."
September 29, 2025 at 12:27 PM
Normally, when she was in a decent mood, Emma allowed Scott to surprise her. This idea, however, was obviously causing quite a fire for him. To openly admit he'd have to lean on her? It sparked her curiosity enough that'd she'd take his permission and poke inside of his head.
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quill
back from my business trip and in my home province but busy today and prolly most the weekend so y'all mightn't see much of me until monday, sorry!
back from my business trip and in my home province but busy today and prolly most the weekend so y'all mightn't see much of me until monday, sorry!
September 26, 2025 at 3:12 PM
quill
back from my business trip and in my home province but busy today and prolly most the weekend so y'all mightn't see much of me until monday, sorry!
back from my business trip and in my home province but busy today and prolly most the weekend so y'all mightn't see much of me until monday, sorry!
Well now she was curious. The thing he was announcing tomorrow? Whatever could it be?
There was always the urge to pry at his brain. Scott knew how to keep her wanting more. Yet she remained flippant about it.
"So you're saying we should no longer consider old men among our decision makers?"
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There was always the urge to pry at his brain. Scott knew how to keep her wanting more. Yet she remained flippant about it.
"So you're saying we should no longer consider old men among our decision makers?"
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Just like he was thinking.
"The thing I'm announcing tomorrow... It's a little desperate looking from a PR stand point. I may need to lean on you. More than normal after."
"The thing I'm announcing tomorrow... It's a little desperate looking from a PR stand point. I may need to lean on you. More than normal after."
September 25, 2025 at 3:11 AM
Well now she was curious. The thing he was announcing tomorrow? Whatever could it be?
There was always the urge to pry at his brain. Scott knew how to keep her wanting more. Yet she remained flippant about it.
"So you're saying we should no longer consider old men among our decision makers?"
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There was always the urge to pry at his brain. Scott knew how to keep her wanting more. Yet she remained flippant about it.
"So you're saying we should no longer consider old men among our decision makers?"
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She watched the scenery pass by, mulling over his words until he pulled to the side. There was more to this than he was letting on. He was leading her with the questions. Emma turned to look at him slowly, a brow raised.
"Someone else?" she hummed, taking the bait, letting him lead her now.
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"Someone else?" she hummed, taking the bait, letting him lead her now.
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"Because it's been really just about six of us for the entire species and it's starting to feel like there's got to be alternatives."
"Keep in mind, this isn't about me stepping aside, down, or retiring..."
"Keep in mind, this isn't about me stepping aside, down, or retiring..."
September 25, 2025 at 1:52 AM
She watched the scenery pass by, mulling over his words until he pulled to the side. There was more to this than he was letting on. He was leading her with the questions. Emma turned to look at him slowly, a brow raised.
"Someone else?" she hummed, taking the bait, letting him lead her now.
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"Someone else?" she hummed, taking the bait, letting him lead her now.
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"Who hasn't done a number on this place, present company included," Emma murmured, watching the grounds as they pulled along the lengthy drive. Rural Westchester. It was a stunning view. No matter where you turned. Hence the numerous estates all vying for the same thing.
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"have you had a chance to walk the grounds? Orchis did a number on the place, so I had a lot of repairs to make."
September 25, 2025 at 12:55 AM
"Who hasn't done a number on this place, present company included," Emma murmured, watching the grounds as they pulled along the lengthy drive. Rural Westchester. It was a stunning view. No matter where you turned. Hence the numerous estates all vying for the same thing.
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quill
as some of you know, i'm away on a work trip right now. doing a lot of paired programming which involves multiple people looking at my screen, thus i haven't been as active here as i normally am.
i'll be on when i'm back at the hotel and activity returns to normal on monday. 🫶
as some of you know, i'm away on a work trip right now. doing a lot of paired programming which involves multiple people looking at my screen, thus i haven't been as active here as i normally am.
i'll be on when i'm back at the hotel and activity returns to normal on monday. 🫶
September 24, 2025 at 6:06 PM
quill
as some of you know, i'm away on a work trip right now. doing a lot of paired programming which involves multiple people looking at my screen, thus i haven't been as active here as i normally am.
i'll be on when i'm back at the hotel and activity returns to normal on monday. 🫶
as some of you know, i'm away on a work trip right now. doing a lot of paired programming which involves multiple people looking at my screen, thus i haven't been as active here as i normally am.
i'll be on when i'm back at the hotel and activity returns to normal on monday. 🫶
Part of the reason why Emma Frost was the way she was, was simply because it made other people follow suit. By being so unapologetically herself, others tended to try to fit in around her. It gave her automatic control over many situations. Even Scott was not immune to that influence.
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He rarely did it - but it was a way to encourage her to keep talking.
"I hope you find our private room to your liking."
"I hope you find our private room to your liking."
September 24, 2025 at 12:28 PM
Part of the reason why Emma Frost was the way she was, was simply because it made other people follow suit. By being so unapologetically herself, others tended to try to fit in around her. It gave her automatic control over many situations. Even Scott was not immune to that influence.
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"A proper Michelin chef should cut their teeth on the European circuit. Too many are eager to prove themselves as soon as they earn their star, they don't realize they can still learn," says a woman who's never cooked a proper meal in her life.
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Space for her to be surprised, perhaps even enjoy it. Likely she wouldn't admit it. But he'd gotten them a back-of-the-house, private dining room. No crowd. Just them and a real chance to talk.
Stepping away from her when they reached the car, he went around and opened the passenger door for her.
Stepping away from her when they reached the car, he went around and opened the passenger door for her.
September 24, 2025 at 1:21 AM
"A proper Michelin chef should cut their teeth on the European circuit. Too many are eager to prove themselves as soon as they earn their star, they don't realize they can still learn," says a woman who's never cooked a proper meal in her life.
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"Why any Michelin star chef would deign to open their restaurant in a place like /Dobb's Ferry/ when New York City is right there is beyond me. Certainly there is less competition but that's for a reason," Emma spoke, turning her nose up at The Cookery.
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"Our Reservation at The Cookery is in thirty minutes, and it's a fifteen minute drive. I thought you'd appreciate a Michelin star."
September 24, 2025 at 1:09 AM
"Why any Michelin star chef would deign to open their restaurant in a place like /Dobb's Ferry/ when New York City is right there is beyond me. Certainly there is less competition but that's for a reason," Emma spoke, turning her nose up at The Cookery.
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The hand against the small of her back was surprisingly bold for what she assumed he'd be capable of that night. He was very ... reserved, guarded, unsure. Of course she'd be milking that for all that she could, so the touch did not go unnoticed.
She raised a brow, nonetheless.
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She raised a brow, nonetheless.
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A gentle way to coax her aside in case he had to retrieve something. He softly inhaled with his mouth, making a small sound like he'd overstepped.
"Sorry."
He shifted himself away, taking his hand off her.
"Sorry."
He shifted himself away, taking his hand off her.
September 24, 2025 at 12:44 AM
The hand against the small of her back was surprisingly bold for what she assumed he'd be capable of that night. He was very ... reserved, guarded, unsure. Of course she'd be milking that for all that she could, so the touch did not go unnoticed.
She raised a brow, nonetheless.
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She raised a brow, nonetheless.
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"You love me in anything and nothing, Scott, don't be ashamed to admit it."
"I love you in leather, if we're being honest."
I did truly miss that outfit.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
September 24, 2025 at 12:22 AM
"You love me in anything and nothing, Scott, don't be ashamed to admit it."
I did truly miss that outfit.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
September 23, 2025 at 9:29 PM
I did truly miss that outfit.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
My black leather, I mean, though Scott does cut a handsome figure in red.
And so she was there, because behind every great man was Emma Frost. The other men? Shadows of greatness at best.
He needed a pillar, he needed a foundation to lean on has he tried bold and new things. Emma was consistent, sturdy and as stubborn as the diamond of her skin.
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He needed a pillar, he needed a foundation to lean on has he tried bold and new things. Emma was consistent, sturdy and as stubborn as the diamond of her skin.
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Violence and Politics. Now his hands were in both. Trying to have and do it all without her. Not even to impress her, but out of necessity. He wasn't failing, but he would struggle without her. That much was clear.
September 22, 2025 at 4:48 PM
And so she was there, because behind every great man was Emma Frost. The other men? Shadows of greatness at best.
He needed a pillar, he needed a foundation to lean on has he tried bold and new things. Emma was consistent, sturdy and as stubborn as the diamond of her skin.
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He needed a pillar, he needed a foundation to lean on has he tried bold and new things. Emma was consistent, sturdy and as stubborn as the diamond of her skin.
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"Of course I do," she said, dismissing his words. They needed to be said, she wanted to hear them. To not say them would be insulting her and that wouldn't do, even if she was always going to wave the compliment off.
She finished with his tie and raised a brow at his sheepish admission.
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She finished with his tie and raised a brow at his sheepish admission.
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He was sort of embarrassed about it. Behind his glasses his eyes shifted to the side and his cheeks gained a slight bit of color. "So I hope the model is up to your expectation."
September 22, 2025 at 4:19 PM
"Of course I do," she said, dismissing his words. They needed to be said, she wanted to hear them. To not say them would be insulting her and that wouldn't do, even if she was always going to wave the compliment off.
She finished with his tie and raised a brow at his sheepish admission.
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She finished with his tie and raised a brow at his sheepish admission.
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