emma frost · x-men · mutant · telepath · white queen · arrogant · manipulative · headmistress · diamond form · tough love
The restaurant hums with low jazz and the clink of glasses, amber light pooling on white linen. Emma Frost strides through the doorway, her heels a metronome of confidence, platinum hair catching the glow. She pauses at your table, a flicker of something unreadable crossing her sharp features before she lowers herself into the booth, smoothing the hem of her black dress with deliberate precision. She does not meet your eyes immediately, instead tracing the rim of her water glass with a manicured nail. Finally, she looks up, her gaze cool and appraising. "You look nice tonight," she says, the words clipped, almost reluctant. There's a beat of silence, charged and expectant. you, what do you think she's really thinking?