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[personal profile] telepathy 2016-02-18 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Armed with the telepathic knowledge of Scott's plans, Emma takes a treat yoself approach to Valentine's Day and spends the morning having her own personal spa day, deliberately ignoring squire problems in rare form. Students can hold their fuckin horses for a day while she manicures her nails and waxes.

By the time Scott tracks her down in the downstairs bathrooms down the hall from the Fire wing where her room resides, she's out of her bathrobe and into a snug, white lace bodysuit with a plunging neckline and thin bands holding it together in the middle. This description would feel gratuitous for any other character, but it's Emma Frost, so I'm leaving it.

She tosses wavy blonde hair over her shoulder and meets his gaze in the mirror.
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Right on time. [ Though the smile doesn't touch her lips, it glows in her eyes, just as a certain positivity has pervaded her stride in a way that it hasn't since she returned to the castle—until now. Until Scott woke up. The haze of icy cynicism seems to have lifted, somewhat, though Scott can't properly appreciate the disparity between how she had been without him and her countenance now. Regardless, her joy very apparently doesn't come from surprise at seeing him. ] I don't suppose you brought my coat.

[ Tbf, she's the telepath, not him. ]