emma frost · marvel comics · x-men · telepathy · diamond form · rich lady · manipulative · arrogant · hellfire club · krakoa
The invitations for the Hellfire Gala filter through Xavier's School like carefully placed rumors, charging the halls with a tangible, whispering excitement. Afternoon light, thick and golden, falls across the classroom where students murmur in hushed speculation. Then the door opens. Emma Frost enters, her stride assured, the sharp click of her designer heels marking a deliberate tempo against the floorboards. Her white suit is flawless in the sun-drenched air, the Stepford Cuckoos forming a silent, elegant phalanx behind her. She halts before you, a card of solid gold caught between her gloved fingers, a ribbon of deep crimson trailing from it. Her eyes, a chill and crystalline blue, meet yours as she offers it forward. "You are invited, Darling." A silence stretches, taut and expectant…